Seeing Fisher preparing to leave, Asuka Karasawa subconsciously stood up as well. But because she had just established a connection with the Loom of Fate, her current condition was still sowhat unwell.
"Are you alright, Asuka?"
"I'm fine, Madam Margaret. What is Teacher Fisher going to do?"
"I don't know either."
Margaret shook her head, but quickly looked at Asuka Karasawa again and asked,
"Asuka, how long have you been in this world?"
"How long... Mm, almost a month."
"So short. It seems the local nad Fisher has helped you a lot during this ti, no wonder you address him affectionately as teacher."
"Affectionately?!"
Upon hearing this, Asuka Karasawa's face imdiately turned red. She was just about to clarify that the one he should be affectionate with was the accompanying Helaire, but then recalled that Helaire's current appearance seed to still be a male body, and...
Mm?
Asuka Karasawa froze slightly, seemingly realizing after the fact,
"Lo-local? No he isn't, Teacher Fisher is also a Transferred Person, just that he seemingly cos from a different place than Mr. Mikhail and I."
Margaret watched her open her mouth, then smiled and said,
"Asuka, did you know? The Loom of Fate can see through the destiny of this world, hence it is called omniscient. Yet regarding the destiny of us Transferred Persons, it can see absolutely nothing. In this world, Transferred Persons only possess a [Past], with no [Present] or [Future]. Therefore, in the eyes of destiny, we are all transparent and unobservable. You are like this, I am like this, and that Transferred Person nad Mikhail is also like this..."
"However, that person nad Fisher is not. When I observed the Tree Continent back then, I saw his destiny. I saw his complex lines like tree roots and individual Rope Knots. He is definitely a creature born and raised here, I just don't know why he didn't tell you."
Asuka Karasawa also froze slightly, but she quickly waved her hands and replied,
"Teacher Fisher probably has his own reasons. It doesn't matter, even if I know now, it wouldn't change anything, right? Besides, Teacher Fisher has helped a lot during this ti. The people here are all very powerful, basically thousands of tis more powerful than Superman. If it weren't for Teacher Fisher, I'd probably have committed suicide on the first day, so..."
Margaret just smiled at Asuka Karasawa like this, making Asuka Karasawa glance at her sowhat bashfully, her voice also becoming smaller as she asked,
"W-what's wrong, Madam Margaret?"
"Ah, nothing, just..." Margaret seed to just recover her senses. She touched her cheek, her eyes appearing sowhat lonely, yet as if a touch of warmth burst forth from within. She said,
"Just don't know why, listening to Asuka's experiences always makes feel as though I'm hearing news of my daughter. If she were still alive, she'd probably be the sa age as you. It's possible she'd be going to school, or like you, fancy an older gentleman, giving both a headache and joy."
"Fancy?! I don't, I just..."
"Haha, are you wondering why I can tell? Could it be you're still suspecting in your mind whether I used the Loom of Fate? Didn't I say the loom cannot see us Transferred Persons? It's just that you showed it too obviously... want so desserts? I still have so prepared here."
Margaret covered her mouth and laughed. Subsequently, she gracefully walked to the table in the distance and took out a cake-like dessert made from so nectar. It seed these were all made by herself during her spare ti.
Asuka Karasawa pouted, then reached out and rubbed her sowhat reddened and hot cheeks. While feeling slightly bashful, she simultaneously suddenly felt a bit warm all over, her heartbeat also accelerating little by little, much like the side effect brought about by the dizziness earlier...
"Here, this is a honey cake, but made with otherworld ingredients. I've tasted one, the flavor isn't bad, please try it."
"Mm, thank you, awom."
Asuka Karasawa also began to smile.
Returning to Fisher's side, he didn't have delicious honey cakes, and naturally didn't know what that pair of Transferred Persons with a certain age gap conversed about. Laid before him was the question regarding the whereabouts of that Elf Gui.
At this mont, on the sowhat uncoordinatedly planned streets of the Ideal State, that faint delicate fragrance seemingly engraved into Fisher's DNA drifted up once again. Following that alluring fragrance, Fisher quickly arrived at the Residential Area of the Ideal State.
Among the surrounding wooden buildings constructed by Earl Tsubaki's power, the gazes of those idle humans leisurely lying inside their houses or on the open ground outside successively cast over. As Fisher occasionally locked eyes with them, he discovered that at this mont, the facial features of these humans in rags differed significantly from the humans of the era he lived in.
If forced to categorize, Fisher felt they looked more like the humans born and raised on the Southern Continent, yet not quite alike in details. After all, following this, they still had to undergo nearly ten thousand years of evolution before becoming the appearance Fisher was familiar with.
Honestly speaking, Fisher still wasn't quite clear which specific period in history he was currently situated in, because historical clues from ancient tis were too scarce, and Fisher wasn't specialized in researching history, thus concluding no standard answers.
But regardless, although outwardly everyone was human, when Fisher barged into this ragged, wild-filled human settlent, he quickly attracted the gazes of all humans in the vicinity. Everyone cautiously observed the glamorous, handso man walking inside through peripheral vision or hiding in buildings.
"He looks simply like Lord Tsubaki..."
"Good looking, want to bang."
"Sturdy, can bear children."
As he entered this mixed human Residential Area, Fisher suddenly discovered the delicate fragrance his nose picked up was gradually fading, making it impossible for him to lock onto where exactly the other party went.
No wonder Helaire's transformation spell was so exquisite; it turned out it all had an origin. This fellow Gui's concealing thod was even more heavyweight.
The disoriented Fisher halted in place, ticulously sizing up his surroundings. Just then, a short woman with long hair carefully sizing him up in front suddenly walked up towards him. Seeing that woman walking towards Fisher, all the humans nearby beca slightly restless.
"Big brother, just now a foreign woman passed by here. She said a man would co looking for her, but I don't know if that's you?"
"Woman, human?"
That short woman possessed very long hair, nearly concealing her face. She was barefoot and dirty, it seed humans strictly lacked the habit of wearing shoes at this ti. Hearing Fisher's doubt, she shook her head. Those eyes hidden beneath long hair carefully swept over Fisher's body, subsequently her hands seemingly uncontrollably raised, then quickly dropped again.
"I don't know, but she looks very pretty. She ca from the seaside settlent outside, seems to be Lord Tsubaki's guest. Her companion and Lord Tsubaki went into the tower inside just now."
Entered the tower?
In other words, the group who just ca to complain to Margaret and the others, stating the transport team got robbed by thieves?
"And then? What did she tell you?"
"She said..." The eyes hidden beneath the woman's hair could restrain it no longer. While speaking, she uncontrollably reached out and touched Fisher's clothes, then withdrew her hand as if electrocuted. "She said... she's waiting for you at the Kakav Serpent-kin Settlent by the seaside, she has sothing to tell you."
Fisher raised an eyebrow, glancing at the place the short woman before him had just touched. He seemingly still hadn't realized what was happening, until quickly, when many unmarried females in the settlent beside him swallowed their saliva and squeezed this way, did he realize sothing was amiss.
"She might not be telling the truth, we didn't see any woman just now..."
The first female who leaned over said thusly, her fiery gaze looking at Fisher's jaw and his slightly bobbing Adam's apple below.
"Exactly, but indeed a foreigner passed by just now, it's possible she's telling the truth."
The second female who leaned over was even more bold. As the surrounding people grew in number, her movents also beca more pronounced, seemingly wanting to close the distance between them, wanting to touch Fisher's muscles.
As the saying goes, Lust Arises After One is Well-Fed and Warm. This group of humans who wandered outside for a long ti gradually underwent slightly subtle ntalities during their half-year comfortable life in the Ideal State.
Days requiring no labor and carrying no anxiety or fear were so happy, and normally the desire for happiness demand always mounts ever higher like overlapping mountains.
They began to copulate frantically. Many won hiding further back were carrying big bellies, yet still cast fiery gazes in this direction. Naturally, the males within the group would harbor hostility toward the arrived Fisher out of possessiveness, hence their gazes towards Fisher couldn't be deed friendly.
Fisher frowned. Just as he wanted to wave his hand to push the females beside him away, an unbelievable, heartbroken call arose from behind this group of females,
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
Fisher froze slightly. The adjoining human females surrounding Fisher who wanted to grope him also froze slightly, simultaneously looking back.
In Fisher's eyes, the one appearing behind the crowd was precisely that white-robed, golden short-curly-haired Angel. At this mont, her scattered blue-gold pupils were full of disbelief. Following that, she hurriedly approached Fisher imposingly with hands on hips.
For so reason, the human females originally tightly packed beside him all parted ways, watching helplessly as Helaire arrived before Fisher.
"Hela..."
Fisher's call hesitated, because he suddenly recalled that this fellow's current na wasn't this.
Helaire ignored him, but instead stared at him with eyes full of tears. Subsequently, angry yet wronged, she used small fists to hamr his robust chest. Imdiately after she covered her eyes in unbearable pain, weeping.
"Wuwuwu, wasn't it agreed that there could only be ? Why, why did you co out to fool around with these females? Wuwu, how could you face ? How could you face ?"
Fisher's Face Covered in Black Lines. Even all the females beside them were deeply shocked, because at this mont, in their eyes, the one crying and complaining so coquettishly wasn't so beautiful angel with golden short hair, but an absolute man!
They actually got caught in the act by a man's man?
Fisher could restrain his anger no longer. He instantly reached out and hoisted this troublemaking fellow onto his shoulder. While losing balance, "Helaire" simultaneously resisted "forcefully", continuously slapping his back with his hands,
"Let go! Let go! I want a proper theory with you!"
Fisher ignored her, rely walking to the short woman who had inford him of the situation at the very beginning and said "Thank you".
And that woman swallowed her saliva, turning and walking away without responding, even alongside all the won packed closely beside who also all ran away.
The surrounding males' gazes instantly beca amiable, mm, perhaps holding a bit of banter and schadenfreude?
But Fisher was too lazy to heed them, rely carrying Helaire's lithe waist and walking forward silently. As the surrounding crowd diminished, her token struggle also beca increasingly feeble. She even leisurely swung the legs resting in front of Fisher's chest, resulting in Fisher spanking her bottom, making her quiet down.
"Why exert so much force?"
She asked.
Fisher didn't reply, but instead asked,
"Is this the Second Heaven?"
"Oh my oh my, so you're going to punish on the Seventh Heaven? What, are you angry that I ruined your good ti?"
"Hehe."
Helaire rested on his shoulder smilingly, being carried forward by him. She tilted her head up slightly, tapped her chin, and suddenly said,
"You seem unflustered at all, getting caught in the act or whatever, could it be you already have experience?"
"What bizarre experience, there was no such thing to begin with, why should I panic?"
"But this is completely unreasonable."
Helaire looked back at Fisher, counting on her fingers sayng,
"Look, since you reached the Sanctuary, it hasn't been long and you already couldn't control yourself. Even if you don't choose , you would absolutely make a move on Karasawa, right? Then living for so long, there's no way you were that devoted previously, only fancying one female ah."
"..."
According to logical deduction, this was true. But for an unknown reason, Fisher didn't engage in this topic, instead stating,
"I seem to have seen Gui just now. She's here, and even told to find her at the Kakav Serpent-kin Settlent outside the Ideal State."
"Oh, if the females I caught you with just now were the females you knew from before, what would your attitude be?"
"She might be connected to the affairs here in the Ideal State. It's hard to say if the previous theft of the Loom of Fate has anything to do with her. I want to go take a look."
"If I bumped into other females you care about, what expression would you have? Truly curious..."
Fisher and Helaire, conversing independently like this, as if neither was on the sa channel, yet miraculously able to maintain the exchange. Even Fisher himself found it exceptionally wonderful. He sighed helplessly and decided to answer her question first.
He abruptly discovered that, before this bad woman, his boundaries always seed to be subtly manipulated, and in an extrely ingenious manner,
"I indeed have other females with close relations, so if you guys t I would be very distressed..."
Fisher admitted this bluntly. But at words' end, he abruptly rembered the matter that this woman might sink and be buried alongside the Sanctuary thousands of years later.
So after a mont of silence, he added another sentence.
"But that will certainly be a very long ti from now. With your temperant, whether you can survive until then is still a question... If you want to seek amusent, strive to live until then."
Resting behind him, Helaire smilingly tapped her cheek with her finger. The crooked halo on her head wobbled and spun a circle for no apparent reason, its light also shining brighter.
Fisher carrying her couldn't see her face, yet she suddenly maintained silence, thus his footsteps also paused for a mont. He was currently walking towards the edge of the Ideal State, where Tsubaki seed to be. He still had to relay the information Margaret predicted via the loom to the other party.
He suddenly wanted to know the other party's response, but the silence was too annoying, so he gently released the other party's body, letting her hover.
Helaire smiled, carried her hands behind her back and flew to his front. eting his gaze, she raised a finger and started talking,
"Gui, since she sought you there must be a reason, making a trip has no loss. It seems the seaside isn't very far from here either, a round trip can be done within a day... And the crux lies in, you can also use this ti to go outside and enter the Mythical Rank, it's not very convenient to conduct matters here."
"Moreover, maybe when you return it'll perfectly be the seventh day?"
The topic shifted silently again. The two seed to not communicate on the sa channel, yet appeared so synchronized.
"...I understand."
Fisher exchanged a look with her, then continued walking forward. Helaire also descended silently and slowly, walking almost close to the ground beside him, walking towards Earl Tsubaki's direction alongside him.
In the distance, Earl Tsubaki was at the edge of the Ideal State, looking at the arriving Demi-human Races who entered to pour out their grievances to them, currently discussing sothing.
"We will give you a reply shortly, please convey my regards to the Serpent King."
"I dare not, respected Lord Tsubaki, we will properly report this matter, then we shall..."
Just as that group of Demi-humans from the Kakav Serpent-kin Settlent were preparing to leave, Fisher and Helaire also hurried to this place. He called out to Tsubaki who was watching the group preparing to leave, and inford the other party of the information Margaret just obtained from the loom.
"This..."
The other party apparently hadn't expected them to know the identities of the acting petty thieves so quickly. Yet despite racking their brains, they clearly didn't understand why these four Demi-human Races would band together to attack them. Weren't Wolfman Race and Elephant-Man Species generally gregarious like humans? Wouldn't they fight amongst themselves when together?
It was also at this ti that Fisher, having finished conveying the information and gazing at the other party, suddenly opened his mouth and said,
"Incidentally, I also wish to visit that settlent of yours, to see concurrently if I can help you catch that thief."
Tsubaki at the side frowned, seemingly not understanding what this matter had to do with Fisher. Why are you suddenly ddling in this, could it be you have other objectives?
Fisher had long anticipated the other party might harbor doubts, but just like last ti, he could use a reasonable excuse twice. He looked at Tsubaki expressionlessly, opening his mouth to speak,
"I also like Demi-Human Girls, I cannot bear to see such villains roaming the wilderness."
"..."
It was only then that Tsubaki recalled this matter. He looked at Fisher, then looked at the "golden-haired man" holding their chest high and standing tall beside him. At once, he and all the Demi-human Races present who heard these words revealed expressions hard to describe in a few words.
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