Chapter 673: The Past is No More
“Your woman’s chaotic vessel is conscious and can communicate with her; otherwise, she wouldn’t have that look of rejection on her face.”
At the edge of the hollow corridor of the Parasol Tree, Fate Lord leaned against her arms, gazing into the grand inner space of the Parasol Tree. Of course, it wasn’t for enjoying the scenery; she was speaking somewhat disinterestedly to the Fisher next to her.
The Fisher was also leaning on the railing, having asked the Parasol Tree’s personnel for paper, pen, and magic materials, and was currently writing something while responding to Fate Lord’s words, “Yeah, I know.”
“Aren’t you afraid that the vessel will seduce her? You don’t seem like someone who ignores danger to your woman, even if you’re still thinking about not giving up on Elizabeth, right?”
“…”
“Stubborn guy,” Fate Lord rested her hand against her cheek, wondering, “Is first love hard for men to forget? Even a greedy person like you can’t escape it?”
Emhart curled his lip and looked at Fisher mercilessly, “Every woman he knows is his first love. Ouch!”
Before he could finish, Fisher retaliated, scaring him enough that he hurriedly flew away.
At this moment, Fisher had just completed a letter using the communication magic in his hand, folding it into the shape of a paper airplane, preparing to give it to the Slimes to send to the Southern Continent.
The biggest issue with communication magic is the significant distance limitation; no one knows the specific range of this limitation. The communication magic inscribed by the same sorcerer can have varying or identical distances depending on the different magic inscribed. On average, the delivery range covers half of the Southern Continent.
Previously, he had given Alagina a paper airplane that said “My Queen.” The general range of the communication magic was from the Pirate Harbor to the edge of the Sardinia Kingdom. Unfortunately, she always regarded that communication magic as a treasure, and aside from the time when Renee took herself to find her, she barely used it.
Back to the point, before leaving the Southern Continent, Fisher had also left a communication magic beacon with Raphael for easy contact.
There were only a few days since the news from Nali was released, and even though Jasmine and Raphael had received the news and set off, they couldn’t have traveled far from the Southern Continent without the Slimes’ help. By using the Slimes’ teleportation along with relay communication magic, the letter could make its way into their hands.
He had to remind them that the news from Nali was a trap and mention his current situation to strive for cooperation between the Northern Region and the Dragon Court to counter Elizabeth, increasing the chances of victory. As long as Raphael and Jasmine didn’t ask him what his relationship with the Parasol Tree’s phoenix was.
Raphael not accepting any women other than Jasmine is both a good and a bad thing.
The good thing is that she is likely to ignore other women, showing less aggressiveness. The bad thing is that those nostalgic hot spring times wouldn’t have the chance to be spent with anyone other than Jasmine.
After finishing all of this, Fisher turned his head to look at Fate Lord,
“Valentina had a very trusted elder named Haldor. Before he passed away, Valentina’s expression was just like that moment ago. So even if it’s seduction, let’s give her a little more time; I believe her wisdom can distinguish right from wrong.”
“…”
Fate Lord stopped talking, leaning at the edge of the railing, enjoying this rare moment of leisure since it likely wouldn’t be long before she would be too busy to rest.
“Let’s talk about Asuka. You respect her; I’m a bit curious about how she exists in your eyes.”
“Hehe, now that your schedule is full, you finally remember Asuka; is it your turn now?”
“Let’s treat it that way, anyway, I was wrong in this aspect; I’m not denying it. So, Ashley, can you tell me more about Asuka now?”
Fisher lowered his gaze, suddenly recalling that little girl who had shared her determination to wait ten thousand years by the mechanism.
Ten thousand years is too long; he himself is too small to distinguish the scale of such a lengthy time; he merely felt that the four and a half years this world went through after he left were already long enough to change many things.
“She is a charming leader, an unequivocally powerful presence to me. Not only is she a teacher, but she is also the only family I have in this world.”
Fisher turned to look at Fate Lord, watching her hesitate for a long time to rub the golden knot on her hand and begin to tell a “Tang Zeming Asuka” different from his impression,
“The Trans is always mysteriously repelled and opposed due to the authority contained in the Supplement Handbook, but she can silently dissolve all of this. She is both majestic and kind, friendly to all living beings, especially to human beings at the bottom of the rank at that time. She once tried to grant magic to humans but feared that being hunted by mythical beings would endanger them, so she had to give up. In short, she is the most perfect and powerful Trans, although sometimes she can be a little bad, making me very troubled.”
“Sometimes, she mentions her teacher, which is you, but just skimming over it. The others in the Creation Society are like… children in need of care to her, rather than friends with whom to share feelings, making it rare for her to reveal her true thoughts in front of us. The only ones who can be called her friends are Mr. Mikhail, who connects with her through the mechanism, and that Mother in the Spirit Realm.”
Fisher already knew about the relationship between Tang Zeming Asuka and Renee being friends before the Mother was the Mother, as many items in the Supplement Handbook had showcased their friendship.
Not to mention, the magic of the Mother was taught to her by Tang Zeming Asuka, and in return, she shared a part of her infinite authority and power with Asuka.
However, Fisher noticed a particular phrase mentioned in Fate Lord’s words; he raised an eyebrow and spoke,
“Are you saying that Asuka often communicates with the Mother in the Spirit Realm? So she often goes to the Spirit Realm?”
“How could this be? Although one can directly converse with the Mother by going to the Spirit Realm, at that time, she was the Trans hunted by the entire world. In reality, the gods cannot interfere and thus relied on the mythical beings. Asuka could survive in the hands of mythical beings, but to enter the Spirit Realm required facing the divine; it was merely increasing the risk. It was only later, when she could no longer contain the chaos within her, that she was forced to enter the Spirit Realm when she tried to go home. Before that, she relied on some magic to come to the Northern Region to communicate with the Mother.”
Fate Lord smiled slightly, her eyes and expression carrying the flavor of recollection,
“Interesting to say, when I first met her, she took me to meet the Mother. I was young, not yet an adult, and still hadn’t shed the habits of my hometown in another world; I had a mouth full of dirty words and was scared to the point of wetting my pants when the Mother appeared.”
“!”
But upon hearing Fate Lord speak, Fisher suddenly brightened, and his expression gradually turned joyful, making Fate Lord step back a bit with goosebumps all over, saying disdainfully,
“You really are a complete pervert, getting so excited and happy hearing about a girl who just came to this world a few thousand years ago wetting her pants!”
“…Ashley, I’m suddenly a bit curious; what kind of person do you think I am?”
“A pervert, an irresponsible scumbag in relationships, a subhuman girl enthusiast.”
Fate Lord ticked off her fingers for every word she said, and when she got to the third finger, Fisher had to interrupt her from continuing.
Fisher’s inspired expression was doused with cold water by Fate Lord’s words. He sighed helplessly but still felt somewhat emotional when he heard her call him a “subhuman girl enthusiast” and couldn’t help but smile bitterly,
“It seems I really don’t make a good impression, but it’s not because I was excited about hearing about Ashley, your humiliating moment; I’ve seen such things more than once.”
“??”
“I just suddenly thought of something; the entire Apocalypse Prophecy during this phase, regardless of the three known outer chaos or Elizabeth wanting to achieve the Death Trinity, is related to the assassination of Dalasgon, right?”
“…Indeed.”
“Uh-huh, Ashley, Dalasgon is a living deity, not a concept; so why can’t we communicate with him to discuss a few opinions? As a god, isn’t he more qualified to stop his own death? He’s only injured right now, not dead.”
“Eh, Fisher, you really are a talented person! I almost forgot that you’ve communicated with Dalasgon!”
Emhart also recalled the time when they communicated with Dalasgon in writing at the Healing Rot Church in the Northern Region, and without the filter of the Destroyer, he could finally find a support once again.
Emhart belongs to the type that relies on backing; without it, he acts cowardly, which isn’t necessarily bad. For example, Fate Lord, as the initial Trans hunted by the gods and mythical beings for thousands of years, had no awareness of such matters. She never thought about directly communicating with the deity of this world.
“…That’s indeed one way. The deities of this world have witnessed everything in this world; although they cannot directly intervene, it is certainly better than being isolated and helpless right now. By the way, ask him about Asuka’s whereabouts; Dalasgon must know.”
“Okay.”
Fisher nodded in agreement but continued to look at Fate Lord, making her previously prepared sigh of relief come quickly back up.
She then looked at Fisher, puzzled, “Why are you looking at me? Just go contact Dalasgon; you can’t have me, the Trans, do it, right?”
“Not that, but you give me the method to contact him.”
“? ”
“Aren’t you the one who witnessed Asuka communicate with the Mother in the Spirit Realm firsthand? Then you should know the method she used, especially since we are currently in the Northern Region, making it convenient.”
“What do you mean I should know? I don’t know! This is Asuka’s magic; I’m clueless about magic; as her teacher, your skill should be very high in this; if you don’t know, how would I know what magic she used?”
“? ”
“And wasn’t this ugly freak earlier saying that you’ve contacted Dalasgon before? Just use the previous method again, right?”
“Perhaps it wouldn’t succeed. The last time it was successful was before I was chased by death, and it succeeded only because it was confirmed he was watching me then. Now, the gods are monitoring that crimson pollution and the barrier on the edge of the Spirit Realm, and even the whale folk (Jasmine) whom Ramastia loved dearly cannot contact him. Moreover, Dalasgon is severely injured due to the crevice currently, making it even less likely for him to respond to calls from the world.”
“What to do then? You just raised a point for nothing; what’s the use?”
“…”
Fisher hadn’t expected Fate Lord to be so useless. In his prior assumptions, as someone who had disguised herself as Tang Zeming Asuka for thousands of years, her strength should be terribly strong. At the very least, she should have had the foresight similar to the goddess of fate, skilled in prophecy.
And yet, this is it?
No wonder Erwind wanted to rebel and create chaos; the Creation Society has now become quite disbanded under her leadership.
“…”
Both overestimating each other, Fisher and Fate Lord strangely fell into silence. After a long time, it was still Fisher’s clever brain that first thought of a solution. He sighed and pulled Emhart, who was posing as an atmospheric lamp beside him, and prepared to turn away.
Fate Lord, still pondering behind them, couldn’t help but look up at his back, questioning, “So, is that it?”
“…” Fisher looked back at her speechlessly, replying, “Sister, can this really be counted concerning the Apocalypse Prophecy?”
“And you now, what are you planning to do?”
“I’m going to find my woman; you come with me.”
“? ”
Fisher sighed and had to explain directly to her,
“Since the method to contact Dalasgon within this world is unsuccessful, let’s directly head to the Spirit Realm; maybe we can succeed. Alagina has a mechanism that can lead to the angelic refuge in the Spirit Realm. Her mechanism technology and that David we spoke with came from there. We will go there with Alagina; you can study the mechanism while I try to contact Dalasgon.”
Fate Lord hesitated slightly, realizing her misunderstanding.
Perhaps due to Fisher’s stereotype of personal matters, especially thinking about the greedy man who her admired president Asuka longs for, she might feel a bit resentful.
Especially since he had to handle many complicated matters with these women, how long would it take when it was time to fulfill his promise to find Tang Zeming Asuka?
Of course, objectively speaking, Fisher couldn’t help it.
He owed too many favors, like a roof with dozens of large holes; he was doing his best in a torrential downpour holding tiles to patch it up, but after all, he was just one person with two hands. Patching up one side would lead to leaks on the other, and clearly, the clues about Asuka were closely related to the Spirit Realm. He wasn’t at a point yet where he could move freely in the Spirit Realm; he couldn’t blame him.
However, if there was no subjectivity in a person’s impression, that would be strange, right?
At the very least, now Fate Lord had come to realize some of the other qualities that were obscured by the flaws on this man.
She quickly levitated and silently followed Fisher.
“By the way, old lady, aren’t you the Fate Lord? Why can’t you foresee things like elves and phoenixes?”
“… Ugly freak, first of all, the power I have is accurately termed as [Chaotic Orientation]. Compared to prophecy, I’m better at making the current and future trajectories uncontrollable and unpredictable; secondly, among the elves besides one of the Triad, Ch, there isn’t anyone else who can predict the future accurately. The phoenix’s foresight ability is so weak that it could be disregarded in mythical ranks. Understood, ugly freak?”
“Oh, got it, old lady.”
“That’s good, ugly freak.”
“…”
Fisher glanced at Emhart, who had reached an odd “balance” on his shoulder, feeling that these two also had a kind of mutual understanding despite the insults.
He brought Fate Lord down, back to Alagina’s laboratory nearby, where the crew she brought was also residing. Earlier, they had gone outside to participate in experiments, but now they had all returned. They could hear conversations from the back room, and those moving outside greeted him generously,
“Mr. Fisher!”
Fisher smiled and nodded, watching familiar-faced crew members walk by, but he didn’t see Isabel and the others. After asking, he learned that they seemed to have taken the three rat girls outside to hunt.
As Fisher approached Alagina’s laboratory, he could faintly hear murmurs coming from inside, a sound only detectable at the mythical rank. With the enhancement of the chaotic presence, the conversation became exceptionally clear.
Inside, the first voice heard was that of the first mate, Paz,
“Alagina, we now have such a mechanism in hand; how long do you plan to wait?”
Next came Alagina’s somewhat hesitant voice,
“Paz, it’s precisely the time we need to unify against external threats. Regardless, our focus should first be on Nali and the Apocalypse Prophecy that Fisher mentioned, not on this matter.”
“Alagina, we’re still in a state of dependence; just presenting outcomes without operation is useless. The phoenixes treating every race equally is only a legend; right now, there’s only one phoenix in the Parasol Tree, while the other six races don’t share that kind of fairness. Especially that Cangniao race leader from the Sardinia Kingdom, she looks down on us and even humiliated Aoxi right in front of us!”
Paz seemed to be persuading Alagina earnestly about a particular issue,
“What about your Fisher? Now that he is back, are you planning to rely solely on bickering to contest for him with the phoenix, just waiting for her to get angry and throw you out?”
“Public matters are public, private matters are private; Valentina will not misunderstand.”
“…” After a moment of silence, Paz sighed, lowering her tone, “Alright, Alagina, I understand, and I don’t have any opinion about that phoenix. You know she’s done well during this time and hasn’t targeted you or us because of your relationship with Fisher, but…”
Fate Lord seemed to pick up on the sounds inside, stopping along with Fisher, only for Emhart, who couldn’t hear anything, to look at them questioningly. He was about to speak but was stopped by Fisher.
Inside, Paz’s wavering voice continued,
“It’s just that we can’t keep living like we used to, Alagina.”
“…”
“Not to say you did poorly before, nor that we are unfaithful to you; you should understand our feelings toward you. It’s just that this way of life must eventually come to an end; we can’t always drift at sea. Many sisters are getting older and have never even touched a man; I at least have Jack and Kalma with me; what about you with Fisher? But what about them?”
“…”
“They also want a home, hoping for a place to settle down and develop stably. I don’t see any hope with the Sardinia Kingdom, but the Parasol Tree might be an opportunity, do you understand what I mean, Alagina?”
“…”
“I can see that you have no sense of belonging here; you only regard this place as a temporary stop, and you still hope to take the sisters away when there is a chance in the future, which is why I want to talk with you about our thoughts.”
“…”
After a long silence, another sigh escaped from Paz,
“… Sorry, Alagina, I’ve said too much today. Regardless, you are our leader; we support everything you do. Just treat it as if I said nothing today, okay? I’ll go check on how Kalma and Isabel are doing with the hunt.”
“Okay, go ahead. I will consider what you said carefully.”
“Uh-huh, don’t take it too much to heart; we have followed you for how many years now?”
*Creeeak~*
The door of Alagina’s laboratory suddenly opened. As Fisher and Fate Lord moved their steps, Paz caught sight of them from afar and waved her hand hurriedly,
“Hey, Mr. Fisher, really, I was just saying that after returning, you haven’t come to see the captain. I didn’t expect you to have met her already; this is truly the captain! Look, Fisher has come!”
“First Mate Paz, long time no see. I came to discuss something with Alagina.”
“Oh, I understand, I understand. I won’t disturb you; I’m going to see where my lovely granddaughter has gone to play.”
Paz chuckled and, patting her rather well-fed belly, walked past Fisher and Fate Lord on her way out.
Fate Lord turned to glance at Paz, while Fisher had already entered the laboratory, finding Alagina, whose complexion had returned to normal.
She was smiling and was just about to say something when she caught sight of Fate Lord floating in through the door.
“Fisher, this is…”
“This is Senior Ashley, our partner. This is Alagina, my…”
“Your woman.”
Fisher chuckled helplessly, watching Alagina stand up a bit straighter beside him, and whispered,
“According to the concepts of the Sardinia Kingdom, I should be her man, right?”
“That’s pretty much the case, so let’s get straight to the point.”
Alagina looked at Fisher with curiosity, seeing him sizing up the mechanism David beside them. After a brief pause, he finally said,
“Alagina, we would like to request you to take us to the angelic refuge in the Spirit Realm.”
“*Beep beep.* Alagina, do I need to explain the situation to Mr. Fisher?”
David emitted a blue glow as he spoke, and upon hearing this, Alagina first shook her head, then looked at Fisher, saying,
“It’s possible, but the mechanism can only carry one living being aside from myself, so only Fisher and I can go.”
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