novelraw Chapter 712: Not Yet Awake
Chapter 712: Not Yet Awake
"Please notify Princess Isabelle, say that Mr. Fisher wants to have a phone call with her."
Before long, Alajina seemingly crossed through the current noise of Saint-Nazareth and arrived at a certain place; logically speaking, this certain place should be the Golden Palace that had half-collapsed earlier due to the war.
"...Yes."
What transmitted back was the Naris Language. It could still be considered to have vitality, thinking it probably wouldn't delay for too long.
In the Spirit World at this moment, Fisher clutched the walkie-talkie with his hand, his back facing the glowing screen behind him. He could only rely on the dialogue mixed with "rustling" sounds from the walkie-talkie to infer what exactly the situation in Naris was like right now.
Alajina seemed to be conversing with the surviving soldiers of Naris who were maintaining order and helping Isabelle. From the moment he left, Fisher knew Naris had a massive mess for Isabelle, this fledgling young person, to handle. She wouldn't necessarily come over this quickly, but the waiting time was still a bit longer than Fisher expected.
He tapped his fingers on the iron table beside him, as if timing and also as if recording his own heartbeat that was suddenly fast and suddenly slow.
It wasn't until quite a while had passed that Fisher heard the sound of Alajina continuing to walk forward again.
What transmitted next was Isabelle's voice,
"Captain Alajina! I'm coming... Sorry, there are a lot of things needing worrying about, and the soldiers didn't find me immediately. Sorry to keep you waiting."At this moment, Isabelle's voice sounded a bit exhausted, yet when welcoming Alajina she still brought up unrestrained vitality. Of course Alajina didn't mind either, or rather she originally had a bit of a lack of interest in coming here,
"It's fine, here."
"Is this Teacher Fisher's walkie-talkie? Is it still connected? Teacher Fisher?"
"I'm here."
"Ah, Teacher Fisher... Then I'll bring you inside right now... Captain, you too..."
"You take the walkie-talkie and go. Fisher will have a call with you first... I... won't go in..."
"...Ah, I understand. Thank you, Captain."
Isabelle paused slightly, but very quickly she still pinched the walkie-talkie and moved her steps towards a direction Fisher couldn't distinguish. Changing to Isabelle holding the walkie-talkie, Fisher felt she walked much slower than Alajina, yet she seemed to be getting closer and closer to the place this phone call ought to arrive at.
Actually, how obvious was Fisher's intention? Perhaps both Isabelle and Alajina knew who the person Fisher wanted to converse with right now was.
"Teacher Fisher, it's truly great that you're fine... The Captain said Teacher is in the Spirit World right now, it must be very far from here, right? I don't quite understand these either..."
While walking, Isabelle also couldn't help but lower her head to look at the walkie-talkie in her embrace.
"Yeah, very far. What about Naris? Is everything fine over there?"
"Mhm, how to say it... I can only say it's not that terrible yet, sis..."
Isabelle clearly wanted to say something, but before a term of address was even finished she withdrew her words, making Fisher unavoidably ask,
"What's wrong?"
Isabelle shook her head, smiling bitterly as she said,
"Is that so..."
"Teacher Fisher wants to converse with Sister, right?"
"Mhm."
"..."
"Tap tap tap..."
Fisher clearly felt Isabelle had words she didn't speak. Instead, only footsteps transmitted from the walkie-talkie's side.
"We're here, Teacher Fisher..."
"Okay."
Closely followed, those footsteps gradually slowed down, as if stopping in front of somewhere, and didn't move steps again for a long time.
Fisher's heartbeat accelerated bit by bit, and his body leaning against the rear iron table also stiffened up.
He started subconsciously pacing along the edges in front of the screen, but his gaze and ears were concentratedly focused on the walkie-talkie in his hand that occasionally transmitted blurry sounds. Perhaps he was prepping his rhetoric, or perhaps he wanted to apologize to her, or perhaps...
Or perhaps, he also didn't know what he wanted to say anymore, merely urgently and nervously waiting for that person's voice.
But after all, he only had a Cardinal walkie-talkie in his hand, and their distance right now also crossed the Spirit World, the Crevice, and reality, presumably it should be extremely, extremely far...
"..."
However, amidst such waiting, the other side of the walkie-talkie suddenly fell silent.
Fisher, who was still thinking, seemed to realize something was wrong, and perked up his ears to listen quietly to the sound transmitting from the walkie-talkie...
"Rustle..."
Seemingly, he heard a slight sound of Isabelle rubbing her own sleeves, but no footsteps transmitted over. It was like... she was standing in place having seen something with a somewhat hesitant appearance.
"...Isabelle?"
Being silent for a moment, Fisher's voice rang out from the walkie-talkie like a loud bell. It instantly startled Isabelle, even her voice bringing up a tremble,
"Ah!? T-Teacher Fisher... Oh... That... Sorry, Teacher Fisher. Sister... she hasn't awakened yet. She temporarily can't converse with you. Or wait for later, whenever she wakes up I'll immediately go look for Captain Alajina, how about it?"
"..."
Fisher pinched the walkie-talkie in his hand, the pacing motion suddenly stopping in place.
He blinked, staring at the walkie-talkie in his hand. After a moment of silence he only then said softly,
"Okay."
"...Sorry, Teacher Fisher."
The voice from Isabelle's side also sounded a bit downcast, only that the reason couldn't be seen from the surface nor heard.
"It's fine, it's just that I will be leaving here later, and might not be able to receive news from reality at any time. It's fine for you to just tell her I called. If it really doesn't work out, wait until I come back to talk about it..."
"Mhm. When Sister wakes up, I will pass this matter on to her... After all, earlier she... And also right now her eyes are... She will stay here at the Golden Palace all along."
"Okay, take good care of your sister. Let her rest well and wait for me to return. When I return I'll come see her, and also cure her eyes. No need to worry..."
"Really? Thank you, Teacher Fisher!"
"It's nothing, return this walkie-talkie to Alajina... Tell her I'll set out again after discussing a few more things with her..."
"Right, Teach-..."
"Bzzt bzzt..."
The walkie-talkie suddenly emitted a vibration, and Isabelle was also stuck in her mouth. She didn't understand Cardinal creations, but learned from the walkie-talkie that no longer transmitted any sound that Teacher Fisher had already hung up the walkie-talkie.
Pinching the walkie-talkie in her hand, the unfinished word "Teacher" in her slightly parted mouth also turned into nothingness flowing out of her mouth.
At this moment, she was standing in the Golden Palace's rear courtyard which hadn't completely collapsed yet.
The peaceful manor originally filled with birds singing and flowers fragrant had now become an all-around mess due to the previous struggle. Among the broken bricks and shattered tiles, there were still a few dilapidated rooms that could barely accommodate people. The front courtyard had been completely pierced through by Raphaela's Dragon Spear and turned into ruins.
By comparison, the residential area of Saint-Nazareth's commoners actually wasn't destroyed at all, not having experienced massive loss of life.
Isabelle's golden eyes jumped slightly. She slowly raised her head, and saw among the dim and dilapidated houses before her eyes, the scene of the bedroom within revealed due to the cracked wall.
Inside the dim room that made one wonder why a lamp or candle wasn't lit, adapting to the final setting sun, in Isabelle's eyes, was a blonde silhouette lying on her side on the bed with her back facing Isabelle, a thick swathe of bandages vaguely visible wrapped around her head.
At this moment, in front of that dilapidated house, several loyal guards were standing at the doorway. One of them was exactly the soldier who delivered the message for Isabelle earlier saying Alajina had arrived.
And in their hands they also held a flag, written on it was,
"Not Receiving"
Isabelle, who had just come carrying the phone, had precisely become somewhat hesitant upon seeing this flag. She knew her sister had already woken up, just lying alone on the bed of that dilapidated room.
She must have just woken up not long ago, right, because Isabelle could still vaguely see the undried ink marks on that flag.
Isabelle's expression was complex. Pinching the walkie-talkie in her hand, she opened her mouth facing inside the room,
"Sister, he has already hung up."
"..."
Inside it was still completely quiet. And Isabelle, looking at the darkness within, spoke softly,
"Earlier, Sister, you sought death like that, being sucked into the rift by that whatever Law. Not to mention I am merely a human, just looking at that rift makes my legs go soft... The rest who are even stronger didn't dare approach, deeply afraid of being swallowed by that thing... It was Teacher Fisher who rushed in alone to save you and bring you back. He almost stayed there...
"Teacher Fisher doesn't hate you. He knows he has areas where he did wrong, so he hates himself."
Inside the room it was still completely quiet. Seeing this, Isabelle's lips also couldn't help but purse slightly.
She couldn't help raising her hand to wipe the corners of her own eyes, subsequently opening her mouth inside again,
"I'm leaving. Sister, rest well..."
Saying this, she prepared to turn around and leave.
Only because her eyes couldn't pierce through the darkness. Waiting until the sunset's afterglow touched the ground, the scene inside that room would only be known by Elizabeth herself.
Therefore, Isabelle couldn't see Elizabeth, who was lying on her side on the bed in that dilapidated room, struggling to sit up her body at this moment, only then revealing the large patch of bloodstain that had already dried on the thick bandages she was wrapped in.
Elizabeth had no eyes, thus couldn't see the direction Isabelle left in. She could only listen attentively.
It was just that having listened for too long, it was inevitable she heard her own voice.
Elizabeth heard herself say,
"I know... It's just that I also hate myself."
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