Chapter 65 3. Her Bad Deeds (Request for Continuation)
The moment the magic rune was completed, Fisher’s entire body suddenly became light. His vision was enveloped by a thick darkness, yet amidst it, he could vaguely see numerous substances slowly flowing around him, as if he had entered a deep water zone where all sounds gradually faded away.
This feeling was extremely uncomfortable and strange, akin to an infant observing the world for the first time; everything felt so foreign and terrifying.
Fisher’s breathing involuntarily became rapid. He looked down at his body, only to discover that it had completely disappeared, replaced by a trunk emanating a milky white glow resembling branching veins—that was his magical circuit.
At that moment, the magical circuit had temporarily freed itself from bodily constraints, gaining freedom, but the light would rapidly dissipate if it strayed too far from the body, which would still exert a strong gravitational pull.
He had entered the realm of the soul!
As this information flashed in Fisher’s mind, he suddenly felt something nearby was watching him. Not only did his body feel it, but even his soul instinctively bristled in response to the approaching danger.
Just as he intended to shift his gaze and see what that was, he felt something tugging at his soul. The dark world around him instantly burst forth with vibrant colors, and his five senses and breathing were all perceived one by one, returning to normal vision.
But Fisher only felt a chill in his body, extremely unaccustomed to the perspective from just a moment ago, or rather, that entity watching him from somewhere.
Beside him, Renee’s concerned purple eyes were looking at him, cradling his cold cheeks in her palms. It was her touch that interrupted Fisher’s view into the soul.
“Are you okay? Your face turned so pale just now!”
Fisher took a deep breath to ease the pressure from the magic. He indeed sensed that something seemed to be staring at him from within the realm of his soul. Now that he thought back, it was foolish to turn and look at that thing while in a soul state, as it could lead to unforeseen consequences.
Fortunately, Renee interrupted him from the outside; otherwise, Fisher couldn’t be sure what the repercussions would be for directly confronting that thing that felt so dangerous in his soul state.
“It’s fine; this proves the method works.”
Renee pouted, seeing he was okay, and continued to float beside him.
Fisher sighed in relief. This magic success could already demonstrate the existence of the soul to those scholars. The general magic rune he had drawn on paper was meant for beginners to ensure the correct orientation of the magic ring when inscribing it and could simply show the echo effect of a certain type of magic.
What he truly needed to consider now was what that thing staring at him in the soul state really was. For some reason, he also recalled the big eyes he encountered in the Southern Continent.
“Ugh~”
A long black smoke erupted from the top of the gigantic cruise ship, accompanied by a piercing whistle. Fisher felt himself slowly moving away from the shore. He turned to look out the window at Krit Port, or more precisely, the Southern Continent behind Krit Port.
He should temporarily bid farewell to this place.
“So boring, so boring, so boring, Fisher! I’m so bored.”
Renee, that girl, said she would accompany him back to the Western Continent by boat, but before they even reached the third day, she started floating around the room, mumbling something about being “bored.”
“You could have gone back directly, yet you insisted on spending over thirty days on the boat with me. Don’t complain about your choice.”
“That’s not it! The thirty days I was thinking about were supposed to be us in the cabin, flirting, not you writing papers all day!”
Renee was nearly bored to death. The newspapers provided in the room had already been read two or three times by her, and even floating around couldn’t curb her restlessness. Fisher began to worry she might soon fly out of the cabin to prank other guests.
The sea outside was calm, and Fisher felt increasingly irritable while looking at the water—not because of Renee’s boredom but because of Renee herself.
“Do you think I might flirt with you?”
“Fisher, look at me.”
“. What for?”
Renee’s teasing tone suddenly grew serious, making Fisher think she was angry, so he turned his head, only to see her pulling at her black dress to intentionally accentuate her figure and then seriously say, “Do I look good?”
Fisher turned his head away, unwilling to engage her, and continued to look at his paper. His indifferent demeanor made her pout in annoyance as she angrily came over and punched his head lightly.
“Forget it.” Fisher helplessly caught her not-so-powerful fist with his hand. He had already been writing for a long time and felt quite fatigued, so he set down his quill. “Earlier, you asked Hart to deliver a message, but I didn’t ask in detail. Didn’t you find your previous family in Cardu?”
“Huh?” Renee didn’t expect Fisher to ask this out of the blue, and she looked quite troubled. “I was too young when I left, and I only have a vague impression of where I lived. Even if I passed by that place now, it might have changed. It’s reasonable not to find it.”
Fisher had found Renee near the border between Shivali and Cardu. At that time, he had just discovered the remarkable aspects of the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans. He had never even heard of the “Child of the Sea” and “God of the Sky” from the prophecy, and the Dragon Race was a unique subhuman race of the Southern Continent. Therefore, he had to start looking from the sorceresses unique to the Western Continent.
The most notable feature of the Undead Sorceress was probably the so-called “immortality,” which should encompass whatever meaning of immortality, the simplest being that the sorceress didn’t die or could constantly reincarnate.
However, none of that matched Renee in any way; her traits were quite poor, she couldn’t inscribe magic despite having a lot of magic power, and she was also particularly hard to learn. The Hart Bird served only to deliver messages and was merely a decoration, which completely extinguished Fisher’s hope.
After learning that Fisher was searching for the “Undead Sorceress,” that girl deceived him into believing she knew information about the sorceress, requiring him to take her across the border of Shivali before she would disclose it.
At that time, Shivali and Cardu were on hostile diplomatic terms, filled with hostility. Fisher took a risk to bring her across the border, and during the skirmish, she ran off in a hurry. In the end, after she got shot and almost died, she sobbingly returned to Cardu and claimed that the sorceress had already left Cardu.
Even a fool would know she was lying; only under Fisher’s grilling did she pitifully admit that her original intention was to have Fisher take her back to find the family she left when she was a child.
Naturally, they found nothing, and Fisher was also stuck with Renee, who claimed she couldn’t use magic and would help him inscribe magic runes every day once she learned magic, as repayment for his life-saving grace. However, after inscribing the magic on her staff, she wanted to escape, shamelessly saying she wanted to “repay him in kind.”
Finally, she was driven away by an angry Fisher.
At that time, Fisher was too young to understand the dangers of the world, which allowed Renee to deceive him so many times.
Thus, from that point onward, Renee became for Fisher the epitome of a sorceress with an extremely bad character, single-handedly diminishing the impression of sorceresses in his heart and further solidifying his belief in the reliability of the Apocalypse Prophecy.
“I think you might have a harvest if you look around the small countries south of Cardu; those places haven’t yet entered the tide of construction, preserving their original customs and folkways.”
“That’s a valid point. Wait a minute, you just want to drive me away, right?”
Renee, perceptive, flashed a wise light in her eyes, wearing an expression of “I caught you.” As soon as the subject of leaving was mentioned, she felt no fatigue whatsoever, arms crossed, not moving an inch.
“Tch.”
Fisher made a sound of dissatisfaction, intending to reach into his pocket for a cigarette, only to discover it was empty, and he had run out without realizing it.
Helpless, he stood up, bypassed the immovable Renee, and walked out the door.
“Hey, you aren’t planning to jump into the sea, are you?”
“.”
Fisher waved his hand, not willing to engage with her.
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