Chapter 451 67. Person Not Found
“Xiao Wen, where did you find these three Trans people?”
Lord Bai only glanced at Fisher and the other three, then turned to Gouwen, his expression shifting back to that of previous shyness, leaving Tang Zeming Asuka, who had seen the change in her expression the whole time, dumbfounded.
Gouwen immediately bowed and said to Lord Bai, “I encountered them while practicing medicine in the Dragon Continent. They had no place to go, so they became my assistants for a while. But after all, I am a traveling doctor, and it’s not convenient to bring them with me back to the ocean, so I thought of finding a place for them. After thinking it over, the Tree Continent seems more suitable. The Dragon Continent is as lawless as a savage hell, and it would be hard for them to survive there.”
Lord Bai tilted his head, scanning Gouwen again, and questioned, “Odd, Xiao Wen, you clearly aren’t someone who likes to meddle, could it be…”
Gouwen’s expression remained unchanged, but Tang Zeming Asuka grew tense, fearing that Lord Bai would suspect them, and that their efforts would be in vain.
But the next moment, Lord Bai’s expression brightened instantly; he almost appeared beside Gouwen in the blink of an eye, cradling her face with both hands and rubbing it vigorously, “Could it be for them? Hand these Trans people over to me, and I’ll report to the King. That’s quite a favor! Ahh, Xiao Wen is thinking of me like this, what reward do you want? Is it me, me, or me?”
“No, Lord Bai, umm… let’s hurry into the city?”
Facing the eighteenth-ranked Lord Bai, Gouwen had no power to resist, her delicate hands felt like a prison, making it impossible for her to break free.
It wasn’t until Gouwen truly couldn’t hold on any longer, even her words becoming jumbled, that Lord Bai finally had his fun and retracted his hands, tapping his chin and looking towards the Royal Capital, “Oh right, then let’s hurry and set off. I informed the King about the renowned traveling doctor, and he was overjoyed, waiting for you for quite some time. But my other kin are still offering tributes in the Royal Capital these days, so we can only enter Jianmu Palace tomorrow. Let’s rest well tonight at my place, and I also need to report the matter of these Trans people to the King.”
Lord Bai stretched her body, slightly extending her broad and flexible figure, “Come on, I’ll take you back to the Royal Capital.”
“Take?”
Fisher was puzzled by the word “take” in her sentence, but Gouwen’s expression was growing increasingly pale, even breaking out a little cold sweat, seemingly recalling past experiences related to what she was saying.
“Um, Lord…”
But before she could finish her words, under the horrified gazes of Fisher and Gouwen, Lord Bai’s body seemed to suddenly rise several inches, but upon closer inspection, it wasn’t that her height had grown; rather, the surrounding space was distorted, making her figure appear crooked.
The space acted like a huge slingshot, unexpectedly launching them all to the gates of the Royal Capital.
To be honest, the plan went smoother than anticipated. Given the relationship between Gouwen and Lord Bai, she hadn’t doubted Gouwen’s words at all. As long as there were no Angels or Phoenix Race locals among them, Lord Bai wouldn’t suspect anything.
After entering the Royal Capital, Lord Bai even planned to prepare a small sedan for Gouwen. In reality, that sedan was quite spacious and could accommodate four to five people. Originally, it was intended for Gouwen alone, but since she brought three Trans people along, Fisher and the others were fortunate enough to sit as well.
Lord Bai instructed a few winged subhuman race members carrying the sedan to take them back to the tree where she lived, while she herself went to find the Royal Capital officials to submit the report regarding the Trans people, vowing to return later to dote on Gouwen.
Don’t doubt it; these were Lord Bai’s exact words.
In the swaying sedan, Fisher, Tang Zeming Asuka, and Mikhail looked at Gouwen sitting in the middle, watching her cover her face painfully, sighing incessantly.
Tang Zeming Asuka surveyed the luxurious sedan interior, noticing it even had fruits inside. However, since everything here was merely an echo of destiny, she tried a piece and found it tasteless, just as Hela had said, leading her to give up and shift her focus back to Gouwen, questioning, “Mr. Gouwen and Lord Bai seem to have a good relationship. How did you two meet? Have you treated her before?”
“Hehe, if only she really got sick; then I could try to see if I could medicate her reincarnation in advance. That way, I wouldn’t have to worry so much. Elves sometimes go to the Dragon Continent, mostly to deliver messages for their World Tree mother, as the World Tree cannot move at all. Sometimes the Dragon God flies over the Tree Continent, cursing, and it takes several months for the World Tree to send an elf with a scroll to respond.”
“The Dragon God has a bad temper and sometimes punishes the elves who deliver messages, such as by electrocuting them. Lord Bai is one such unfortunate soul who got struck by lightning; I don’t know if it’s because she talks too much, but anyway, she was electrocuted by the Dragon God. I happened upon her, and as a doctor, I had to help. Unexpectedly, she ended up becoming attached to me, even though she knew I was already married and still wanted to offer herself!”
Fisher, who was nearby, couldn’t help but chuckle at this, turning to look at him seriously, then repeating something Gouwen had once said to him in front of their tent, “Doctor’s morals, huh… Gouwen, you’re married, and you must stay pure, understand?”
“…”
Gouwen gritted her teeth and glared at Fisher, nearly letting loose a string of curses like Emhart, but after a moment’s hesitation, she replaced those words with a deep sigh, “Stop it, it’s different! Can’t you see how much I’m suffering? If it weren’t to uncover the truth from before, I wouldn’t want to relive this at all. If my wife found out, I’d surely die on the spot!”
Mikhail and Fisher both laughed at that, and it was evident that Lord Bai’s straightforward and ardent nature paired with a wife-controlled Gouwen was nothing short of a disaster. Moreover, it sounded like Gouwen’s wife’s temper wasn’t great either, a clash would surely lead to calamity.
Fisher, smiling somewhat gleefully at the misfortune of others, suddenly wondered if he was thinking too much about his potentially troublesome future, and then he stopped laughing.
Meanwhile, Tang Zeming Asuka tapped her chin, analyzing for Gouwen, “Why does it seem that strong women really like Mr. Gouwen? Your wife is like this; she doesn’t let you interact with other females. Lord Bai also knows you’re married and still teases you. Plus, Lord Bai is a mythical being, you probably wouldn’t want your wife to know, then she might pick a fight with Lord Bai even knowing she couldn’t win, right?”
Gouwen listened, feeling a bit like crying without tears; clearly, Tang Zeming Asuka’s words hit a sore spot. He shook his head and said, “The key is, my wife has that sort of stubbornness where she doesn’t care whether she can win or lose, she just has to confront someone if she’s upset. She doesn’t care about ranks, powers, races, or anything else; if she’s unhappy, she’ll go after someone else, which drives me crazy! I wish I could avoid or smooth things over…”
“But maybe it’s this straightforward personality that makes Mr. Gouwen appealing? If given the chance, I would like to meet her.”
“Who told me I grew up alongside her? We’ve known each other since childhood, and I’m used to her being domineering. She was like this when she was young, she’s like this now, and she will certainly be like this in the future.”
Gouwen shook his head with a bitter smile, then gazed out the window. Through the gap in the curtains, he could already see the neatly aligned elven buildings on the tree, where the visiting elves to the Royal Capital resided.
“In the future, if there’s a chance, you’ll definitely meet her. Who knows, maybe you won’t even need me to introduce you; one day when she goes out to play, you might run into her!”
Tang Zeming Asuka nodded with a smile. She looked over at Fisher and couldn’t help but start imagining that after this matter was resolved, she might follow Fisher to study magic and such.
So that one day in the future, she and Fisher could even go to the ocean to have fun with Mr. Gouwen?
Though she was unsure of how to enter the ocean, in the world she lived in, people could only access it using submarines or something similar.
Tang Zeming Asuka secretly glanced at Fisher, only to find he was also leaning by the window looking outside.
However, unlike Gouwen, he was pondering where the previously encountered elf named “Ch” lived.
“We seem to have arrived.”
As the sedan was slowly lowered by several flying subhumans in front of a huge mansion, Mikhail reminded Fisher and the others while rubbing his eyes and muttering, “Getting closer to the robot improves the signal significantly; we can quickly finalize the list now.”
“Good.”
Gouwen took a deep breath, face twisted as he stepped down from the sedan, with Fisher following closely behind.
Speaking of which, Gouwen had mentioned a disturbance at home and returned to the ocean before registering as the Elf King to treat patients on the Tree Continent; after treating them, he hadn’t gone anywhere else until six months later when he ascended to the Holy Realm and was caught alongside Fisher by the Angels—their stories intertwining from there.
It was unclear whether the disturbance Gouwen referred to was about the Whale Folk’s relocation, but Fisher curiously asked him about it. Gouwen paused slightly, then shook his head and smiled, “No, my father and mother had a fight. They generally sleep at the bottom of the sea; for some reason in the past few hundred years, my father became interested in having another whale folk child. You can’t imagine, breeding for us whale folk is quite troublesome. Our time perception underwater and above sea is different, but time is time; the flow speed is the same. This means that it takes several hundred years for us whale folk to have a child, not to mention the already minuscule chances of conception.”
“Your parents should be quite old; even for whale folk, advanced age does indeed require more consideration for childbirth.”
Fisher initially thought Gouwen’s parents were arguing over that issue, but the reality was different, “No, whale folk are generally lazy, and settlements are quite concentrated; thus, many couples have known each other since childhood, and there’s a high probability of marrying someone they get along well with. Most whale folk parents are too lazy to manage their children, so my parents aren’t particularly old. Plus, I’m a doctor and can help them with their health; having a child is still something they can consider.
“They argued because before I was born, my parents made a pact: if they had a boy, it would be with the father; if a girl, the mother. I was raised by my father, and now they want another child, my mother suggested following their previous agreement, but my father firmly believes that since he’s already raised one, the next should be with the mother regardless of the gender. Then they started arguing.”
With such hassle, wouldn’t it be better not to have any more children?
However, speaking of little whale folk, Fisher suddenly thought about the simple Jasmine.
She seemed to have few friends at the bottom of the sea and no evidence of early romantic relationships. He wondered if it was due to Xu, considering Xu’s individualistic nature among the lazy whale folk, Jasmine would surely be influenced within the little whale folk circle.
Hmm, but that’s not quite right; it seems she was only one hundred sixty years old when she came ashore, which makes her only two in whale age, so strictly speaking, she could be considered early romance?
Fisher felt a bit complicated. Although he had met Xu before and had the audacity to kiss Jasmine in front of her, he had been thanking his lucky stars that she hadn’t torn him apart.
Then, Fisher suddenly realized a question worth pondering.
If Jasmine was only one hundred sixty years old, that meant she had been born quite recently.
But Xu had reached the twentieth rank long ago. According to the law of mythical rankings, it would be quite difficult for her to reproduce.
It was possible that Fisher hadn’t asked; it also seemed he’d never heard Jasmine mention her father.
So was there a chance Jasmine was adopted, meaning she wasn’t Xu’s biological child?
In the second scenario, if she was Xu’s biological child, then what sort of extraordinary being was Xu’s husband who could make someone as powerful as Gabriel helplessly crazy—allowing a mythical being to conceive.
Godlin the First?
Unlikely. He was just an ordinary human, and after learning about Xu’s exploits, Fisher began to doubt even the theory of their past romance.
Their rank difference was too great; considering Xu’s brilliant combat achievements against several demigods, it seemed unlikely she would be interested in an insignificant character like Godlin the First, who merely meddled in the affairs of the Western Continent.
Now it appeared that Xu’s message left at the bottom of Nali Lake was very clearly directed. Fisher felt that it was specifically written for Muxi, a warning for Muxi.
But Muxi did not heed Xu’s advice, insisting on staying ashore, ultimately leading to a tragedy.
Regrettably, Xu hadn’t been born in this era; otherwise, more information about that legendary whale folk, Xu, could have been uncovered. After all, the seabed was so difficult for Fisher to reach; he certainly couldn’t visit Jasmine’s hometown.
As he contemplated, Fisher and the others had already arrived at Lord Bai’s residence.
The vast courtyard was incredibly spacious; according to Gouwen, its furnishings and servants were all arranged strictly according to “courtesy,” with no room for deviation.
Just as Tang Zeming Asuka curiously examined the surroundings, Fisher also intended to take a look around when Mikhail suddenly spotted something that made his expression grow serious. He gently tapped Fisher’s shoulder, pulling him closer.
Fisher glanced at the quiet surroundings, remaining vigilant, and moved a bit closer to him, asking, “What’s wrong?”
“I’ve already confirmed the list of all the elves who came to the Royal Capital and the tribute times using the robot.”
“That was quick?”
“Yeah, but that’s not the main point.”
Just as Fisher found himself momentarily stunned by Mikhail’s words, Mikhail glanced around and leaned closer to whisper in his ear, “The important thing is, I couldn’t find that elf marquis you met before, named ‘Ch,’ nor have I heard anyone here mention her name.”
“What… are you saying?”
Fisher’s pupils constricted slightly, looking at Mikhail in disbelief, and after a long while, he gradually came back to his senses.
(End of Chapter)
