Chapter 515: 132. One Sentence
“Have you thought it over? I can’t stay in the Holy Realm for too long, I have other things to attend to.”
At this moment, on the Third Day, the pink-haired angel Youfiele leaned against the edge of the magnificent building, gazing at the starry planet below that was once again tinted by the night. Turning around, she asked Fisher, who was lost in thought behind her.
Awakened by her voice, Fisher lifted his head, and it was clear that he had made up his mind. He spoke, “I understand. I promised Michael, take me to see him.”
Youfiele snapped her fingers and smiled as she praised him, “Smart guy, I was joking earlier. I’m not in such a hurry. Taking you up here was already completing the task ahead of time. In my expectations, we might have had a fierce battle while inviting you.”
“Why?”
Fisher raised an eyebrow and asked somewhat abstractly. Upon hearing his question, Youfiele’s eyes suddenly brightened. She eagerly returned to him, opened her arms, and explained,
“You see, when angels and humans fall in love, how do they weather the cleanup and trials of the Holy Realm together when they face its orders? They resist desperately and flee across the Dragon Continent. In the end, when there’s simply no way out, Hela faces separation with tears. At that moment, would she cry and say to you, ‘Darling, hurry and go, the further away the better, don’t worry about me’? And then you tenderly embrace her, shaking your head and saying, ‘No, I won’t go anywhere, I will stay with you even if I die.'”
“…”
Fisher fell silent, quietly watching the angel who was covering her chest with a flushed face, lost in some unknown fantasy.
After several seconds of waiting for Fisher to respond, Youfiele opened her eyes in slight disappointment, shaking her head and spreading her hands in disdain as she said, “Really boring, which is probably why I can’t become an angel like Hela. Alright, I’ll take you to meet Angel Michael on the Fifth Day; follow me, we’ll take a more discreet shortcut.”
She floated around and left the spot, with Fisher following her.
It was necessary for Fisher to make a deal with Michael now because, regardless of the upcoming decision, he had to retrieve Emhart and leave the Holy Realm. Since Michael had such intentions, it saved him a lot of trouble, as he had previously been troubled about how to bring Emhart back.
It’s worth mentioning, Mikhail, this Trans, was quite lucky to be favored by a Nineteen Rank Archangel, willing to exchange what he originally valued, the World Tree’s tears.
Perhaps to him, Mikhail had already provided a value higher than the World Tree’s tears?
Passing through the light pillars connecting the sky of the Holy Realm, Fisher went from initial discomfort to his current indifference. He only remembered the first time Hela had personally brought him up.
Even now, Fisher still hadn’t completely figured out why Hela had shown such attention to him from the beginning. There was a faint guess in his heart that perhaps it was like when he was beside her, he could always feel that indescribable sense of comfort. He was uncertain if she was focusing on him for the same reason.
Should it be described as “love at first sight”? But Fisher felt that was inappropriate.
He just thought they might have some mutually attractive qualities towards each other.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
Fisher and Youfiele quickly arrived at the Fifth Day, under the magnificent sun ring continuously rotating above, a lot of interesting things had appeared in the domain governed by Michael.
“Hello, please step aside, David appreciates your cooperation.”
“According to David’s suggestion, it would be better to design this vessel’s shape into a hand-held cup.”
“David must remind you, you have been forging for two days and three nights. David strongly suggests you do something else, it might help you concentrate better.”
Within the Fifth Day, numerous uniquely shaped giant machines were moving between angels and the forge. Those towering mechanical shadows of over ten meters tall nearly occupied Fisher’s entire field of vision. The air was filled with intangible media: Ether, continuously conveying David’s emotional synthetic sounds, which instantly reminded Fisher of the earlier incident where this unfortunate guy had heavily annoyed him.
Unlike the future mechanisms and the previous prototypes from the Ideal Nation, these mechanisms had now become stunningly aesthetic in Angelic terms, resembling enormous pieces of art, no longer primitive and efficiency-oriented as before. It seemed that Michael had also modified many parts of the mechanisms.
“This guy…”
“Hey, do you recognize the new toys created by Angel Michael? Oh right, I nearly forgot, when the Ideal Nation was in trouble, Michael sent many prototypes to understand the situation and rescue people. You weren’t brought out by them, were you?”
Actually, according to Mikhail’s needs, the main responsibility of the mechanisms at that time was to rescue people.
“I guess so.”
“Well, this little guy has been quite liked by my compatriots. Angel Michael made quite a few of these things, although they’re not very useful, they seem to be able to replace those first-day slaves. Originally, raising first-day slaves was a hassle, especially now that the Archangel Remiel who managed the first day is dead, hmm, but this conjecture is still in the experimental stage; perhaps in the future, they could be used throughout the Holy Realm like the sun ring. I heard this technology was inspired by that Trans to Angel Michael, so personally, I still support Archangel Michael bringing that Trans back to the Holy Realm.”
“There are more reasons for him bringing Mikhail back.”
Youfiele laughed, looking at the giant robot approaching them, “Ah, I know, but I dare not say.”
At that moment, the giant mechanism passing by also noticed Fisher and Youfiele who had walked over. It beeped and lowered its head to look at Fisher, saying,
“Oh, sir, hello! It’s great to see you again. David knew you were still alive. Although David threw you down from several thousand meters due to energy issues, at that time, it was an unavoidable action. Who told you to make David wait there for so long, missing the best escape time, forcing David to operate overload. If you are to be angry, please divide your anger into ten parts; David will take one part due to his lack of eloquence, and you will take nine parts. Of course, it would be best if you are not angry.”
“You are better when you’re not talking.”
Fisher sighed, suddenly reminiscing about the David No. 1 from his past life; at least that guy wouldn’t be so annoying and was fairly reasonable.
“Oh, that hurts David’s feelings.”
Youfiele smiled and led Fisher past the oddly shaped robots. Fisher was too lazy to deal with it, but at the same time, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the mechanism behind him.
He suddenly remembered that Tang Zeming Asuka had escaped with Mikhail and Gouwen on the mechanism, and previously, Michael had installed something in Mikhail’s eyes that allowed them to communicate remotely, causing that guy to be online chatting for most of the time in the Ideal Nation.
This meant that he could also contact the earthly Tang Zeming Asuka through these mechanisms now.
Just as this thought emerged, Fisher had already seen the red-haired androgynous angel sitting on the throne in the forging room, expressionless, gazing at the outside scenery.
In his eyes, shadows of Fisher slowly appeared against the eternally burning flames, but soon, that scorching feeling receded. Youfiele had only brought Fisher here but did not enter. When Fisher turned back to look, she had already waved goodbye to him and left quickly.
“Have you thought it over?”
“Mm, I’ll let Mikhail have this opportunity.”
Michael squinted his eyes and then took a horn that seemed to be made from emerald from the pile of holy objects beside him, saying,
“Smart choice. Gabriel will take your holy object and enter the material boundary alone. Only a few gods, three demigods, and I can contact her in this world.”
Then, he placed the horn to his lips. As his boundless power gently surged, the next moment, a visible beam of light surged forth from the horn. In an instant, that light transformed into a pillar soaring into the sky, slicing through the countless darkness of the universe, reaching the profound depths of the material boundary of the world.
Fisher and Michael watched the beam rush into the cosmos with yearning. After a long time, a terrible shockwave suddenly burst out from the pillar; it instantly shattered like glass, and the shockwave directly swept away countless dust from Michael’s forging room.
“Boom!!”
“…”
*Cough cough.*
Fisher covered his mouth and coughed twice, looking at Michael and saying,
“Did she break your contact?”
Michael’s face instantly darkened. He then waved his hand, and the swirling Ether blew away all the grime directly. With a grim expression, he raised his horn again and coldly smiled at Fisher, saying,
“This is a horn used for emergency contacts with Archangels. When she went mad earlier, she could call her to hold a trial meeting for you all using this horn. What’s more, she has been with your holy object for a long time now, and her state has completely stabilized. She will return, but whether she will voluntarily return your holy object… hmpf, when the time comes, I will come to snatch it for you. But once I take it away, I don’t know if you will be pursued by her again; you need to take responsibility for this part.”
Just as Fisher was about to say something, Michael assumed he was going to express dissatisfaction and interrupted him,
“Anyway, once you leave the Holy Realm, you will be pursued by all mythical beings. What’s the harm of adding one more Nineteen Rank Archangel? You should understand the principle of ‘too much debt doesn’t weigh heavy’.”
What’s the harm of adding one more Nineteen Rank Archangel?
You really dare to say that, Michael.
Fortunately, what Fisher wanted to say wasn’t this. He just looked at the mechanism behind him and said to Michael,
“Those mechanisms should be connected to Mikhail, right? You should know where Mikhail and Tang Zeming are. I want to speak to Tang Zeming, can you manage it?”
Michael’s expression slightly froze, then a hint of sarcasm appeared on his usually indifferent face. He nodded, calling over an external mechanism while smiling mockingly at Fisher,
“You are really greedy, human. Hela changed to a female to bond with you, and even so, you can still brazenly ask to whisper to another young woman in front of her compatriots back in her hometown. Should I say I admire or disdain you? You possess traits that no other Trans have.”
“Yes, yes, Mikhail is the best.”
Fisher casually turned his head to follow the mechanism to go outside to contact Tang Zeming Asuka but didn’t expect to trigger a response from Michael with one sentence.
He noticed Michael’s previously smiling mocking face the next moment completely collapsed, making Fisher feel angry enough to gnash his teeth; even the light in his eyes erupted like the furnace of the sun.
Just as Fisher was stepping out, Michael gritted his teeth and spoke to the void,
“Along the way, this guy named Fisher has been…”
At this moment, on the ocean close to the Dragon Continent, on a huge island, Mikhail looked at the midnight night wind and suddenly smiled and shook his head, saying,
“Probably only that whale folk Gouwen has the same idea as you. All along, he has been making things difficult for Fisher for no reason, as if Fisher had stolen his daughter. But considering he praised me just now, I think he is a pretty good person; most of the time, he is reliable.”
“Heh, most of the time.”
“Yes, until the pretty lady and subhuman women appear, even Hela the angel is included. Well, I need to notify Tang Zeming; her teacher Fisher wants to talk to her.”
“Mm.”
Mikhail stood up and looked toward the faint flickering fire light in the nearby jungle of the island, where Tang Zeming Asuka was.
There were not only the natives rescued from the Ideal Nation but also some subhumans who were previously unfriendly towards these uninvited guests. The natives among them had yet to awaken from their mourning of “waking up and finding their family gone,” but Tang Zeming Asuka was not the same.
Since Michael had always been in contact with Mikhail, when Michael had this idea and Fisher was brought back to the Holy Realm, Mikhail already knew and conveyed this news to Tang Zeming Asuka.
At that time, she was stunned for a few seconds, then said something like “It’s okay” and went to prepare dinner.
Perhaps having walked such a long way, Mikhail, who was now in his forties, felt sympathy for this young, fragile high school girl.
Everyone in this team, possibly except for Hela and Neceria, took great care of Tang Zeming Asuka.
Gouwen and Mikhail regarded Tang Zeming Asuka as someone of the next generation, while Fisher treated Tang Zeming Asuka as a student, but now, all of this was about to drift away from her.
Thinking of this, Mikhail couldn’t help but pause his steps and asked Michael,
“Can’t you bring this child, Tang Zeming, to the Holy Realm as well? This world is very dangerous, and she’s still so young. If she is left all alone…”
“Do you think the Holy Realm is a sanctuary for you Trans? No place in this world welcomes you who come from chaos, especially after such a big mess earlier. From now on, all places in this world will be gallows for you. Even you, after returning to the Holy Realm, will have to be studied by me; you better be ready to be tortured by me before you come back.”
Mikhail smiled helplessly. He deeply understood this world of rejection towards all of them, so he slowly began to move again,
“I know. I said before, I owe you a life; how you want it is up to you, even if you want to kill me. But in any case, I also can’t run all over the world anymore.”
“Hmph, you should know.”
After a moment of silent walking, Michael’s voice came again,
“In a bird’s nest, even the thinnest and weakest bird, fed the least by its mother, must leave the nest to spread its wings at the right time. Whether it falls to its death in the wind or struggles to fly high, that is its fate; no existence or factors can change that, nor will it change because of your pity and sympathy.
“The weaker and the less food a bird has, the more likely it is to be powerless to fly and fall to the ground; but of course, the more love and safety it lacks, once it successfully takes off, it will become the most beautiful and strongest bird because it fully knows the taste of loss. After that day, every ascent it takes will be an endless blessing.”
Mikhail opened his mouth, and the distant firelight was finally within reach. He sincerely exclaimed,
“Truly enlightening. I didn’t expect Archangel Michael to have such a gentle and wise side.”
“I’m an angel of mythical beings, not a blind person or imbecile. What humans and other weaker creatures see, we can see and feel, and we even possess deeper understanding. Absorb it well, foolish human.”
Michael coldly laughed and cut the online connection.
At that moment in the camp, aside from the burning bonfire and the Ideal Nation residents clustered together in a daze, there were countless native subhumans hung up with lines formed by magic runes, seemingly a kind of scaled, lizard-like subhuman, whom Mikhail didn’t recognize.
When they landed, they had explained countless times that they’d only stay temporarily and would leave, but unexpectedly, the other side was eyeing Mikhail’s mechanisms. Mikhail wished to negotiate, but Tang Zeming Asuka directly exploded, wielding a magic weapon she had carved all night, storming into the opposing tribe, capturing the chief and his family, along with all their relatives and hanging them up.
Having been like this for two days now, perhaps it could calm them down, but Mikhail didn’t know.
“Mr. Mikhail, you’re back; they’ve made dinner, and I specifically reserved a portion for you.”
“Oh, no problem. By the way, there’s something I need to tell you, Tang Zeming.”
Mikhail did not take the瓦碗 handed over by the nearby subhuman but walked closer to Tang Zeming with a mechanism still powered. Even when the subhuman behind him rudely devoured his portion, he didn’t notice.
“What is it?”
“Your teacher Fisher wants to say something to you.”
“…”
Tang Zeming Asuka opened her mouth, hurriedly tossed the bowl aside, and stood up, taking the mechanism as she walked alone toward the empty seaside.
Mikhail watched her youthful back with some concern and scratched his head, feeling helpless and resigned to fate.
Let’s eat instead.
Hmm? Where’s my food?
Ignoring Mikhail who turned back, confused, Tang Zeming Asuka sprinted with the mechanism, through the woods, past the large protruding stones, arriving at a clean white beach.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The sea water rolled in layer after layer. She gasped and hurriedly raised the mechanism in her hand, hesitatingly speaking,
“Teacher Fisher?”
On the other side, it was no longer David’s voice, but Fisher’s voice.
“It’s me, Tang. Asuka.”
At the sound of that voice, for some reason, Tang Zeming Asuka suddenly felt a surge of emotion in her eyes. She quickly closed her eyes, holding the cold mechanism to her chest, kneeling on the sand, gasping as she said,
“That’s great, that’s great. I… I can hear Teacher Fisher’s voice again.”
“… I apologize, Asuka.”
The sound of the waves served as a backdrop, dispersing Fisher’s voice in bubbles.
“Where? It’s great that you’re fine, Teacher Fisher, I’m so glad you’re okay.”
“Of course I’m fine; I haven’t finished teaching you your magic yet.”
“Hahaha!”
Tang Zeming Asuka smiled and sat down, but unfortunately, the mechanism could only transmit sound; she couldn’t see what Fisher looked like at that moment.
She didn’t know what expression Fisher wore now; she only heard him pause for a long time before continuing,
“That’s indeed the case.”
“I… I knew it already.”
This time, it was Fisher’s turn to be curious. He couldn’t help but ask,
“What do you know?”
“I know.”
Tang Zeming Asuka hugged the mechanism and her knees together; at this moment, she was barefoot, so she could observe the sand and dust sticking between her white toes.
With the starry sky, the waves, and the white sand as a backdrop, her cheek pressed against the mechanism, and in her hesitance, she seemed to be contemplating and hesitant.
But in the end, it was just a moment, as even Fisher didn’t notice the distance between them; he only heard her softly say from afar,
“I know that Teacher Fisher isn’t really a Trans, and that you are destined to leave here, right?”
With one sentence, it penetrated the galaxy, reaching the Holy Realm in the sky above.
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