novelraw Chapter 627: Interlude
Chapter 627: Interlude
Fisher quietly read the first part of the Death Completion Manual in his hands just like this, which was the first part parsing "Death of Animals".
The first part detailed how to rely on the death of animals to absorb the enigma within.
Among them, Abraham believed "Death of Animals" was a lower class death beneath the "Death of Wisdom", not possessing the necessity to learn, the only use was also just "utilization".
This meant, the Death Completion Manual could absorb a certain kind of energy from the death of non-sapient life forms like animals, this was also the beginner foundation of the first part.
The remaining parts then revolved around how to wield these energies absorbed from the death of animals.
Simpler ones could use these energies to awaken dead animals and utilize them. The previous Holland precisely controlled those little birds like this.
This also happened to reflect that he who just sought death hadn't deeply researched this path, otherwise he wouldn't have obtained the Death Completion Manual for so long yet still lingered at the beginning of the first part.
Worth mentioning was, because of the level distinction of death, before reaching the realm of the "Trinity of Death", death absorbed from animals could only be used on animals, and couldn't be sapient beings.
Deeper applications could then apply these powers to directly transform living animals into an undead state, thereby cyclically absorbing energy...
All in all, the various kinds in this part were entirely aimed at the "Death of Animals", basically useless to the current Fisher. He then didn't exert too much effort to memorize or specifically mark out certain contents.Even so, just reading the first part spent a lot of his time. This was entirely because when this Transferred Person named "Abraham" wrote this Completion Manual, he added many, many otherworld religious terminologies, making it quite tongue-twisting for Fisher to read.
The entire text didn't lack his sincere faith towards that one named "True Lord". This kind of writing method was still quite unique and distinctive among the Completion Manuals Fisher had read.
He didn't read too much content, after all right now he had already figured out the method to completely read the Death Completion Manual.
Honestly speaking, starting from the reading conditions of the second part's content it became a bit troublesome, because this might require a massive amount of deaths of sapient beings.
Until the third part "Witnessing the death of gods", it made him feel somewhat at a loss for what to do.
These Completion Manuals, either required a riddle like "Treasure", or just like this, even if it told you the requirement, this requirement was also very difficult to complete.
However it's just because from ancient times until now perhaps only Fisher such an existence could read more than one Completion Manual that made this path appear so complicated.
Seeing as the sky outside had already become completely bright, no longer the haziness when he just got up, Fisher also temporarily closed the Death Completion Manual, stood up preparing to go back and check on Raphaela and Jasmine.
Different from reading the Soul and Life Completion Manuals, after reading the Death Completion Manual Fisher temporarily hadn't discovered any obvious side effects. It was just like reading a bizarre and obscure academic secret manual, besides his brain feeling a bit swollen there were no other feelings. Not knowing if it was because his beginner level was still shallow.
"Tsk tsk tsk, truly hard to imagine what kind of expressions those two have right now. They are truly generous, not knowing if it's because you are about to leave the Southern Continent soon, therefore specially giving you a little souvenir, fearing when you go to Naris your soul will be hooked away by Elizabeth this first love?"
Just as Fisher pushed open the door, walking in the corridor within the Royal Court, his mind pondering the Death Completion Manual, the Eimhart on his shoulder smacked his lips, speaking like so.
Fisher cast a glance at him, speechlessly opening his mouth saying,
"Saying it as if Elizabeth will lay out flowers to welcome me like that. This time returning to Naris will have many troubles needing to be resolved. Not to mention Valentiina also communicated with Elizabeth, no matter what was written in the letter, Elizabeth will definitely complain about me, complaining about me not returning to meet her at the first opportunity."
"Mmn, however if you are willing to obediently lie on her Golden Palace's bed, what awaits you isn't only flowers, there's also a diamond ring."
"... Yes, also shackles and leather whips."
Fisher sighed. And just in between their low-voiced conversation, they also very quickly returned to the doorway of Raphaela's bedroom.
Fisher pushed open the door to take a look, but discovered inside was already completely empty. The blankets, bath towels and clothes scattered on the ground were also swept clean. It was obvious they had already gotten up and cleaned last night's bashful battlefield.
Although this also made Eimhart unable to imagine exactly how intense last night's battle situation was, but anyhow it couldn't possibly be three people lying together counting stars right?
Fisher exited the room and went to the room not far next door to check on Yali'er's situation. She still hadn't woken up, lying on the bed resting her eyes sleeping peacefully.
Seeing this Eimhart couldn't help but say,
"You are truly courageous oh. Last night Yali'er was even still sleeping right here, you dared to sleep in the adjacent room not far from her, and even brought along Jasmine."
"Earlier Raphaela Jasmine and I were in the hot spring. Originally when returning we prepared to rest..."
Eimhart opened his mouth, using the original word to question,
"Originally?"
Fisher nodded his head straight-faced, repeating,
"Originally."
"..."
Eimhart was out of words again, before Fisher this seemed to be a frequent occurrence.
While Fisher while sizing up Yali'er on the bed, suddenly also felt it was somewhat weird. It looked like she wasn't purely plunged into a coma because of that tsunami.
First of all, on Yali'er's body there weren't any obvious external injuries. Yesterday when Raphaela examined she should also not have discovered any, otherwise wouldn't have not mentioned it.
And putting aside physical trauma, even if she suffered fright because the incident occurred suddenly and the situation was urgent, it was also unlikely to continuously be in a coma for a day and a night right...
Thinking up to this point, Fisher then happened to reach out giving her a bit of simple examination once again.
During the sizing up, only then did he suddenly discover the color of the dragon horns on Yali'er's head was somewhat dim.
Linking to what dragon horns meant to Dragon-kin, he once again examined Yali'er's Mana Circuit, didn't expect truly discovering clues.
Yali'er's soul seemingly lacked a very small portion, and this portion was still slowly growing in, only this resulted in her having not yet woken up.
A lack in the soul precisely meant a defect produced in consciousness. Just like physical wounds could heal, the soul's ability to self-heal was even stronger than the physical body's.
But the key was, Fisher discovered a wisp of residual faint morning light above the dim dragon horns on Yali'er's forehead...
Helaire?
She took away a small portion of Yali'er's soul?
Fisher was slightly startled, very quickly a sliver of inspiration flashed past, linking it to the appearance of Raphaela being burned by the soul flame at the time. At the time it was exactly Helaire who helped her, but Fisher didn't ask how she achieved it.
The intuition originating from the knowledge of the Soul Completion Manual told him, that method was very possibly related to the soul taken away from the Yali'er before his eyes.
That was to say, from the very beginning Helaire made dual preparations for her plan, to prevent Raphaela from dying after failure.
However ever since the Soul Chaos stabilized within his body, his memory regarding the knowledge of Soul Chaos gradually began to become blurry. Even that mass of black mud "Cupid" no longer conversed with him. Therefore he couldn't determine if the connection within was inevitable.
Knowledge is the carrier of chaos. Fisher being unable to recall the content of the knowledge also laterally explained its current state was very stable.
"Fisher? So you were here at Lord Yali'er's place ah. Lord Raphaela searched for you for a long time, even thought you went out."
Right at this moment, the room door behind him opened, interrupting Fisher's train of thought.
He and Eimhart turned their heads to look, then saw Faxir and Kexir were standing at the doorway, using their hands to support a tray containing towels looking at Fisher and Eimhart within the room. The one speaking was Kexir, immediately following Faxir also supplemented a sentence,
"Right now Lord Jasmine and Raphaela are both eating breakfast in the front hall. Didn't expect you alone ran over here... Hurry up and go eat, we still need to help Lord Yali'er change clothes."
"Ah, alright."
Fisher took a step back, taking a final look at the recovering soul upon Yali'er's body, subsequently while walking outside the door, at the same time said to Faxir and the others,
"Aunt Yali'er's recovery still requires one to two days, at that time she will wake up on her own."
"Okay, fine."
The so-called front hall was actually precisely that large hall on the periphery of the Royal Court. Back then when Raphaela brought Fisher back and very enthusiastically introduced him to Jasmine it was at that place they met. Only right now when Fisher arrived, the atmosphere was a tiny bit different compared to the first time.
From the side transmitted a bit of clashing sound of knives and forks, besides this it appeared exceptionally quiet. But when Fisher walked in, Jasmine and Raphaela simultaneously looked towards Fisher's side, then very quickly simultaneously blushed slightly, somewhat avoiding his direct gaze. Not knowing if it was recalling the things experienced last night.
"Morning ah."
"..."
Clearly it was an ordinary sparse breakfast in the morning, yet the atmosphere because of this little interlude became ambiguous, just as if the sky hadn't brightened yet and was still last night.
"Cough cough..."
However, compared to the timid Jasmine, it was still Raphaela who was more natural. Therefore she first opened her mouth to break this embarrassing deadlock,
"Where did you just go? Waking up in the morning couldn't see even a single shadow."
"I considered matters about going to Naris afterwards, then also helped Aunt Yali'er check her condition... She doesn't have any major issues, will be able to wake up in a few days."
"That's good..."
Raphaela let out a breath of relief. Previously the Dragon Court's doctors coming over to examine could also only reach a conclusion of no external injuries. Although the treatment method remained resting quietly like now, but confirming there were no problems anyhow made one's heart more at ease.
"Teacher Fisher, next time you cannot be like this..." Jasmine also pouted, holding the knife and fork carefully saying, "Because you weren't here, in the morning... Raphaela mistook me as you, and even called Teacher Fisher's name hugging me, as a result..."
As a result because of touching Jasmine's broad mind, Raphaela while being doubtful when Fisher had a secondary development woke up from her sleep.
But Fisher didn't know the reason, conversely looking very curiously at Raphaela beside who was suddenly stunned, not knowing exactly what reaction she had at the time.
"Jasmine!!"
Feeling Fisher's gaze Raphaela's face reddened further. She gripped the knife and fork seemingly also wanting to say some of Jasmine's flaws, for example last night, she actually so...
Ah, no way, this is also too shameful right?!
Raphaela opened her mouth, the little blackmail about Jasmine she just prepared to say actually melted in her throat like this because of her own bashfulness, incurring heat, almost making steam spurt out from her scales. She had no choice but to voluntarily stop this topic,
"Alright alright, stop! This topic stops here... stops here! No one is allowed to say it again!"
"Alright, listening to you."
Fisher helplessly smiled taking a seat, and Jasmine nodded her head, swaying the whale tail behind her, happily laughing.
Seeing this scene, Eimhart could even sum up a rule.
Earlier he always felt Fisher going to do that kind of thing was just to satisfy his own greed, therefore as it should be after that he would be radiant with vitality, in high spirits; Now it seemed perhaps to those ladies related to him it also possessed the same effect, appearing their spirits were also not bad, it should be considered a win-win.
"Right, Fisher, this is for you."
While eating his meal, Raphaela suddenly remembered something, reaching out to hand the two small cloth bags on the table beside to Fisher. And Jasmine beside also smilingly took two other roughly identical cloth bags just different colors handing them to Fisher.
Fisher fixed his gaze to look, very quickly distinguishing these two items possessing very Naris characteristics.
"This is a memorial rite, it was Jasmine who told me this custom of you Naris people. She said the deceased's relatives and friends would pick a gift and a eulogy wrapping it in a cloth bag, then during the funeral it would be directly burned by the priest presiding over the ceremony... You returning this time is for your teacher, although I have never met your teacher, but for a person with an intimate relationship with you it should also contain a piece of my intentions within, so..."
Raphaela split the small cloth bags in her hand into two. The top one was for Helson, while the bottom one, was prepared for another person,
"Also this one, you have already met my mother, but right now I temporarily don't have the opportunity to visit the church school that raised you. Also that nun named 'Teresa', bring this memorial rite of ours to Naris, it can be considered greeting them."
Fisher was slightly startled, looking at the four small cloth bags on the desktop. He gently reached out his hand receiving them, always feeling the small cloth bags in his hands were heavy.
He didn't ask exactly what small gifts were packed inside, nor asked what they wrote inside the small cloth bags, merely responded,
"Alright, I will definitely bring it to them on your behalf."
Raphaela and Jasmine also laughed, continuing to enjoy this rare breakfast time.
"Rip... Rip..."
Exactly when Fisher placed the small cloth bags perfectly safe into his own pocket, beside his ears suddenly transmitted the sounds of tearing paper one after another.
He blankly turned his head to look towards the direction of his own shoulder, then saw Eimhart was crookedly curling up his body, attempting to use this method to tear off one or two superfluous pages within his own body,
"Aiyou, no way Fisher, you quickly help me..."
"What are you doing?"
Fisher opened his mouth questioning like so, and Eimhart also used dead fish eyes to turn his head casting a glance at him, casting a glance at Jasmine and Raphaela, subsequently tentatively asking,
"Small cloth bags work, then do small paper bags work ah?"
"..."
"Pfft..."
"Hahaha, Sir Book Artifact!"
Fisher speechlessly pinched his book cover twisted due to curling up, making him stop such a foolish behavior, and for a moment, he actually also didn't know what was good to say.
But the Raphaela and Jasmine on the opposite side of the table could already no longer endure, successively covering their mouths lightly laughing.
Jasmine was of course still understanding and considerate, willing to patiently explain to Eimhart,
"Sir Book Artifact, you letting me or Fisher ghostwrite for you also works, there's no need no need to tear your own body."
And Raphaela all along hadn't taken a good look at this friend of Fisher's. Right now seeing his appearance like this, then smilingly said,
"Of course not... However the great Sir Book Artifact shouldn't need other people's help to seemingly effortlessly produce a memorial rite right?"
"Your mom!"