novelraw Chapter 637: Alicia
Chapter 637: Alicia
The location of Chitel City is actually extremely far away from St. Naris, in the east of St. Naris, merely only slightly over a hundred miles from the border of Schwari and Naris, also the place Helson grew up in childhood and worked when he was young.
Back then when Fisher was studying beside Helson, Helson then more than once expressed when he was old to the point of unable to work preparing to retire he would return to his hometown Chitel City to spend his remaining years. And a few years ago he finally realized his wish from back then returning here to spend his remaining years.
Only a pity when Fisher returned he then already passed away, departing in his most deeply loved hometown.
When Fisher on the train got increasingly close to Chitel City his mood then became increasingly heavy. The Naris people heading to Chitel City were exceptionally many, therefore even when almost arriving at the destination Chitel City the train was still packed full, obviously entirely all going in order to attend Helson's funeral.
And within Chitel City, this originally ordinary rural village also because of producing a person like Helson therefore in the duration up to several decades was all along planned by Naris as a development zone. Even to the extent setting up a branch of the Magic Association here. You must know according to the rules of the Naris Magic Society, the entire Naris only has seven cities possessing qualifications to establish a branch, and here is exactly the outside-standard eighth branch.
This kind of respect towards Helson was also reflected on the construction of the city. Just when entering the station, a line of extremely eye-catching Naris sign then attracted Fisher's attention,
"Deeply mourn the great magician, Mr. Helson Lacazette."
Quite a lot of fresh flowers were piled up on the station, still had Helson's memorial portrait and altar, obviously the spontaneous action of Naris people.
Fisher exactly just wrapped in the Hidden blessing like this, experiencing all of this with a bystander's perspective, feeling all of this. Honestly speaking, he truly still has to thank the Demi-Human Girl Con for this blessing left to himself, also precisely because of having this blessing, he only then could not have to worry about whatever traps of Elizabeth and such, thereby focusing on attending Teacher Helson's funeral.
"The funeral is tomorrow? Should we find a place to rest a bit, for example an inn or something.""You saw it too, here is entirely people from out of town. The wild fields before entering the station previously even had people pitching tents. Can be seen the inns supplying residence within the city are basically entirely full already."
"Mmn, but this also doesn't matter right? Anyhow with our current state estimating you casually finding a room of someone else entering no one will discover."
"... I am the Fisher receiving blessing, not a pervert receiving blessing. Having no thoughts of secretly breaking into other people's rooms moving in to live."
"... But, what do you have difference with perverts... ugh ugh ugh!"
"Shut up."
Fisher accompanied the crowded populace getting off the train. While giving the boasting loudly Eimhart another minor bullying session, while heading towards the outside of the platform walking.
Then whether the method Eimhart mentioned is workable or not? Actually workable.
Along the way he all along experimented, he discovered the blessing of Hidden actually didn't simply equal to this statement "invisibility", the more appropriate description actually should be "unable to be discovered". Moreover this unable to be discovered state could be extended upon items.
For example, he secretly took away the hat atop a gentleman's head on the train. And that gentleman only until a long time discovered his hat was gone. What was even more bizarre was, Fisher exactly holding his hat standing right before his eyes, he actually was unable to discover Fisher and the hat in his hands. This could also explain why when Eimhart hid in his embrace speaking other people also couldn't discover his existence.
Even if he possessed consciousness, but because he himself was still the category of "Holy Artifact", therefore to a certain degree he also enjoyed this characteristic, merely needed to be very very close to Fisher only then able to take effect, anyhow couldn't stay on his shoulder.
Exiting the station, Fisher then planned to directly go to Helson's mansion in the suburbs. Here in Chitel City this time had two purposes, one is to attend Helson's funeral and avoid Elizabeth interfering with normal order because of his own matters; second then is in order to confirm that clue regarding the "Treasure" Helaire mentioned...
Helson's residence was extremely conspicuous, because along the way the Chitel City Hall had all indicated directions for the visiting people. Thus very quickly Fisher then silently hitched a ride, arriving at the suburbs, seeing the venue of Helson's funeral organized by the Golden Palace.
That originally was merely a church in the suburbs of Chitel City area. Right now was already surrounded three layers inside and three layers outside by the venue constructed by the Golden Palace.
Although tomorrow is exactly the formal funeral, but constructions categorized as decorations had already completed building. Divided into inner field and outer field. The inner field was exactly inside and outside the church, only people who received invitations could enter within; while the outer field then provided mourning space for the populace. And within the outer field was covered with various conspicuous, as well as hidden in the dark surveilling lines of sight.
"This ostentation is truly quite big. Moreover at this time your teacher's remains still haven't been transported over right? How come there are so many patrolling guards here?"
"What else could it be because of..."
"Oh, I of course know it's because of you. My meaning is Elizabeth shouldn't she have received the letter you mailed out? She ought to... mmn, be slightly more amiable ah, no need to make it so arrows on strings like this."
Eimhart adjusted the wording. Even if when coming Fisher already gave him a preventive shot in advance, but when seeing the venue being so strict he still couldn't help but feel regret. After all within the Cathedral still deposited her records of replacing Fisher to worship Teresa every month. Even if it was Eimhart who loved watching amusement perhaps at this moment hoped they could properly talk, rather than exactly like hunting standing by in full battle array like right now.
But Fisher towards this actually didn't mean it, conversely even explained for Elizabeth,
"Elizabeth's patience is limited. Back then when escaping twenty minutes she all couldn't endure, right now is already four and a half years long. Even if she had better patience it's also been worn completely clean. What's more, previously Valentiina even communicated letters with her. Fortunately she still doesn't know I went to the Southern Continent first meeting Raphaela and Jasmine them, otherwise it would truly be troublesome."
"... Don't know why, every time you say this word 'fortunately' I then feel my body turning cold."
"You mean, she possibly knows I went to the Southern Continent first?"
"... Also possible I'm possessed by a demon."
Fisher no longer spoke, merely crossed the range of the church, magnanimously walking towards the location Helson resided in. That was originally ruins of a Medieval Magic tower, possessing the height of nine floors. When he was young working here it was allocated for him to use.
Crossing the guards of the Golden Palace outside the magic tower entering the enclosing wall of the magic tower's periphery. Looking at this magic tower before his eyes whose large doors were tightly closed, suddenly appearing somewhat灰败(ash-decayed/gloomy). Fisher temporarily appeared somewhat to have five flavors mixed together.
Still remember when he was studying at the Royal Academy, he and Elizabeth once followed Helson returning during summer vacation to retrieve the notes he deposited here when he was young. At the time there were only some servants in the home responsible for maintaining the tidiness of the magic tower. His granddaughter Vileli was traveling outside therefore they had never met.
But even so, the coziness and vitality here at that time was also incomparable to the scenery right now. Exactly like accompanying the departure of that magician, this magic tower inherited from Medieval times also returned to the deathly lifelessness exactly like "ruins" like that.
Fisher didn't walk from the main door. Merely raised his eyes looking towards this nine-story tall tower he hadn't seen for a long time, all along maintaining heavy silence.
"Drive! Drive!"
"Heed the order, make way!"
Also exactly at this time, from behind Fisher transmitted an extremely hurried command sound. He hurriedly turned his head looking over. Yet seeing the guards of the Golden Palace had already made way. An ordinary wooden horse carriage drove into the location of this magic tower. Stepping down from above was a young Schwari man, he first got off the carriage then again gently reached out his hand towards the carriage cabin behind,
"Darling, come."
"Mmn."
Only then a bare hand stretched out from the carriage, slowly walking out a blonde Naris female whose complexion was slightly pale while concurrently being pregnant.
She wore black gauze on her head, which was the standard Naris funeral style, moreover the kind only close relatives would wear. Thus, the identity of the other party was also clear then: this was Teacher Helson's granddaughter Ms. Vileli Lacazette, and this Schwari gentleman should exactly be her husband.
They neither discovered the completely unmet Fisher. And after supporting his wife down, that Schwari gentleman again hurriedly shouted loudly towards the direction of the magic tower,
"Surena, quickly come out support Vileli entering, tell the others later there are important matters!"
"Ey!"
At this time the large door of the magic tower only then opened. Stepping out from inside was a middle-aged woman with a flustered expression holding a broom. She hurriedly tossed the broom greeting forward,
"Aiya, Mr. Zeke, weren't you going to the hospital in the city to check up? How come returning so early? How is Miss's body? Is it slightly better?"
"She is already much better. The doctor prescribed a bit of anti-miscarriage medicine, I also engraved some sleeping magic, it'll be fine. Quickly support Vileli returning back, later still have matters busy with..."
"Okay okay..."
Fisher exactly just silently stood at the rear taking all of this entirely into the bottom of his eyes. But he didn't go forward, because the blessing was still on his body not knowing when to be relieved. He conversely took advantage of the large door opening directly entering within the magic tower. Floor one Fisher didn't see the remains, then it should be on the uppermost floor, because the uppermost portion is Teacher Helson's office and residence.
He didn't use the gravity magic of the first floor, exactly just along the spinning stairs ahead step by step climbing up. When arriving at the highest floor, his body reverting to an ordinary person obviously already had a bit of panting for breath, very quickly arriving at the top floor.
Opening the door to Helson's office, here compared to the past was somewhat messy. The walls in all four directions were entirely bookshelves, together supporting up the extremely broad space. Atop the crimson red carpet, a square crystal coffin was exactly placed in the center just like that, waiting for someone to come take him away tomorrow, taking him to his ultimate resting place church.
The crystal coffin only had reflections thereby making Fisher unable to see clearly the structure inside. Perhaps at this moment, he even hoped it was completely empty inside, merely a trap Elizabeth used to capture himself.
But below, Vileli's sadness just now and the silence of the entire city all made the fantasies within his brain lack support of reality...
He took a deep breath. Amidst a stretch of dead silence, he slowly walked towards the direction of that crystal coffin. Very quickly, the peaceful sleeping appearance of an extremely old man wearing the black magic robe of the Magic Association, beard and hair entirely white, face full of wrinkles, then appeared before Fisher's face.
The crystal coffin was completely filled with fresh flowers. In his embrace he was still holding the masterpiece he spent his entire life completing "Comprehensive Explanation of Magic Theory". And only returning until this moment, Fisher only then realized this book was already completed and published.
That deep breath Fisher took even now didn't dare to exhale out. He merely quietly looked at Helson inside the coffin before his eyes, seemingly after a very, very long time only then accepting the reality he had already departed.
And when that moment arrived, he only then exhaled a long breath, softly saying,
"I returned, Teacher."
"..."
The corpse inside the coffin didn't reply, solely leaving Fisher's hand caressing passing over the coffin, causing the shadow falling from the lamplight to also concurrently brush past Helson's face,
"I didn't expect this departure was exactly four and a half years, up to the end also failed to see Teacher for the last time."
"Condolences, Fisher. You know, this doesn't blame you."
"I know..."
The Eimhart within his embrace appropriately opened his mouth, comforting Fisher who was somewhat gloomy at this moment. And Fisher of course also knew, merely that emotion was unavoidable. He could only forcefully endure the sadness shifting his gaze away, looking towards other places of Helson inside the room.
Very quickly, he then saw some of his magic manuscripts on Helson's office desk, as well as the exactly identical "Comprehensive Explanation of Magic Theory" still embraced within his embrace right now.
Fisher silently walked towards that side, picking up that book, casually flipping through a bit. Inside this recorded the entirety of human magic theories and discoveries from the Medieval times until now. Helson not only spent his entire life seeking the parts of human magic already lost, still devoted himself to obtaining brand new magic trains of thought from within.
The reason Helson was honored as the grand mage of the century wasn't merely because of his extremely high magic attainments, also because he guided and corrected an extremely correct set of magic values. He changed the trend of completely denying Medieval magic, accused treating magic as tools of war, summarized multiple theories of innovating magic...
Fisher flipped all the way, from the beginning arriving at the end, then from the end returning to the beginning. Yet unintentionally flipped to the title page again. Atop recorded a brief sentence,
"For the immortal virtues of humanity, for the resplendent and profound magic, for my departed child and his wife, for my two cute granddaughters."
"Also for my excellent, sole disciple."
"——Helson Lacazette"
"..."
Fisher's hand pinching the paper shrank tight bit by bit. Right now his inner heart had surging waves. And right now, accompanying his intense emotional fluctuations, his rank within the gradually dissipating golden light lifted bit by bit bursting out terrifying aura. Obviously at this moment, the blessing of Hidden protection finally disappeared, revealing his existence before Helson's coffin.
Fisher slowly closed the book. Subsequently no longer able to control stretching out his hand covering his own face. Amidst not speaking a single word yet seemingly revealing absolutely everything without a doubt.
Eimhart hurriedly flew out from his embrace running onto his shoulder. He didn't have hands, could only spread his own pages forming an embrace resembling an embrace, pressing against his head. Concurrently he also comforted again,
"Fisher, it's fine, it's fine... Your teacher all along hung his thoughts on you, you ought to feel happy because of this."
"I'm merely..."
"Big Brother."
Exactly at this time, a crisp, seemingly lacking any fluctuation child's voice suddenly softly sounded beside Fisher's ear. His pupils shrank slightly, then turning his head looking towards beside, yet seeing a little doll hugging a ragdoll, wearing a pink western-style dress expressionlessly looking at himself.
That little doll was approximately five years old. A head of beautiful black hair tied behind her head. Her entire person pretty and charming, exactly like the most beautiful, most exquisitely carved person in this world like that. Even if right now she was still a child, but as long as not a fool all could see her difficult to suppress ultimate beauty.
That beauty absolutely not bound by age made Fisher suddenly remember an acquaintance, an acquaintance he once had interactions with.
"Anna..."
Yes, this ultimate beauty Fisher had only seen upon a single person's body. Exactly Erwind's test subject, that pitiful person from the Southern Continent.
Merely right now the ultimate beauty of the little girl before his eyes yet had some differences. If saying the somewhat abrupt, stiff ultimate beauty on Anna's face possessed imperfect flaws, then this little girl before his eyes truly was flawless, naturally formed...
Hearing Fisher's words, the little girl before his eyes tilted her head, still expressionless, merely having a few more points of puzzle in her tone,
"Anna? Is that an acquaintance Big Brother knows? But I am not Anna oh, I am Alicia Lacazette."
"... You are, Teacher Helson's granddaughter?"
"Mmn."
This ultimate beauty before the eyes plus Helaire's reminder, Fisher obviously had already realized the specialness of this little girl before his eyes. He was just about to open his mouth asking something, the Alicia before his eyes embracing a little bear yet suddenly asked,
"Big Brother, are you Fisher Benavides? Grandpa's sole disciple?"
"... I am."
"Then that's good. Before grandpa departed he all along hung his thoughts on you. He had some things instructing me to take giving to you, but I don't know you, I was even asking everywhere... Sister Vileli disliked it, letting me hand the things to her. But I saw through it, she wanted to take the things grandpa left to you handing over to that blonde Big Sister who frequently comes to the house, therefore I then hid it away."
"Blonde Big Sister?"
"Mmn."
Alicia nodded her head, expressionlessly just about to say something, she seemingly again heard something, then continued speaking to Fisher,
"Seemingly, right now that blonde Big Sister has already arrived, exactly below."
"... Big Sister?"
Fisher was slightly startled. Within his heart suddenly had a kind of ominous premonition. He frowned, hurriedly walking out the office arriving at the balcony's location. Sure enough, within the courtyard below not knowing when had already sprouted out a golden horse carriage and a large group of knights armed to the teeth.
The Cardinals dancing in the sky filling the near and far entirely full. Fisher just about to peek his head out then shrank back. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva looking towards Alicia behind, and the corners of her mouth finally also lifted up a bit, she said,
"That Big Sister seems to be called Elizabeth."