On the distant stone tower, white flowers resembling lilies were hanging, and the top of the tower wasn’t glowing gold at the mont, suggesting that Margaret and Tangze Asuka were not there at this ti.
"What’s going on here...?"
Fisher, carrying the unconscious Hooked kiss on his shoulder, gazed at the scenery in front of him and inquired.
"Ah, it seems that with Little Tang Ze’s help, the speed of controlling the Weaver has beco unimaginably fast. Originally estimated to take another week, it might be completed in these few days. So, to celebrate, that Transferee is preparing to celebrate their world’s festival—of course, a revised version. Otherwise, those hyena types wouldn’t hang big XXs at the gate."
"Is that so..."
"Mr. Fisher!! You’re back!!"
At this mont, an extrely surprised voice suddenly ca from the direction of the stone tower in the distance. Fisher turned his head and saw Tangze Asuka, dressed in a white robe, running towards him with a small basket.
Getting closer, Fisher noticed that the basket was full of so bird’s eggs, but apparently, soone had painted so red dye on them.
Behind the running Tangze Asuka, at the entrance of the stone tower, stood the Transferee Margaret. It seed that Tangze Asuka had just been with her, or rather, had been with her these days.
"Tangze..."
Tangze Asuka, with her flushed face, looked like she was about to throw herself over, but perhaps she saw that Fisher still had the unconscious Hooked kiss on his shoulder, or maybe because, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Helair smiling beside Fisher, she ultimately refrained, just panting as she walked up to Fisher, examining him and the Hooked kiss on his shoulder, and asked,
"Mr. Fisher, really, where have you been these days? Earlier, Mr. Mikhail returned while you and Mr. Hooked Kiss were outside. When I asked Ca...Cain, she wouldn’t say anything either, really, making ..."
"We’re fine now, but you, what are you doing with these red eggs?"
"Ah, these, these are Easter eggs prepared for tomorrow, I even sewed so bunnies, ready for the festival tomorrow. It’s... Don’t worry, I’ve been working hard these days, by the latest, I’ll finish by the day after tomorrow, so then we can retrieve the teardrop!"
Tomorrow, huh...
Coincidentally, the seventh day that Helair and I agreed upon is also tomorrow.
Fisher looked distantly at Margaret, who seed to notice Fisher’s gaze and smiled as she raised her hand to wave at him.
In the distant residential area, many of those chubby snake people were seen walking around, it seems they have adapted quite well since Chun brought them back.
"Where’s Mikhail?"
"Ah, Mr. Mikhail, he’s been in his room all the ti, talking to himself, I even thought sothing happened to him... Oh, and Necolia, she’s always alone, sotis going out to play."
"Haha, Mikhail must be chatting with Michael. Ever since his broken eye allowed him to communicate, they’ve been talking nonstop every day. Earlier, he even told to be careful, it seems that Gabriel Angel Leader left the Wisdom Vortex of the Holy Land, also taking your precious Holy Object."
"Left?"
Fisher frowned, looking at Helair beside him, clearly worried about Emhardt, who went with Gabriel. But Helair appeared quite relaxed, she only said,
"Don’t worry, this might be a good thing. Master Gabriel hasn’t exhibited such a clear reaction for a long ti; it might be related to that Holy Object? Besides, Master Gabriel is a very calm angel, even during her madness she didn’t do anything, let alone now. Rest assured..."
Actually, the longer you spend with Emhardt, the more likable he becos, even Valentina likes to tease him a little, showing he’s quite easy to get along with.
But Fisher couldn’t determine whether under Emhardt’s influence, Gabriel’s condition worsened or improved, and it’s also possible that influenced by Emhardt, Gabriel might bring him to find himself, at least confirming his condition first.
It’s been so long since they t, Fisher thought he probably missed him.
As he walked, Fisher’s eyes flickered slightly, now having entered the Mythical Rank, he sharply felt soone else observing him.
He turned his head, from a great distance spotting Chun standing among the buildings.
Nearly a mile apart, their eyes t by coincidence at that mont.
Fisher almost forgot, having entered the Mythical Rank, they surely can sense it too.
Of course, Chun felt Fisher’s current state, appearing rather surprised, but soon he retracted his gaze without showing other emotions.
"Mr. Fisher, you need to rest well tonight, tomorrow is Easter, I’ve prepared lots of fun and tasty things... Margaret also taught how to make so French dishes, I’ll make them for you then, how about it?"
"Ah... sure."
Finally returning his attention, Fisher sowhat sluggishly responded to Tangze Asuka.
Under Margaret’s influence, the atmosphere in the Ideal Country was quite nice, like how a grand celebration should feel, warm and joyful.
The next day is Easter, a holiday unfamiliar to Fisher. After tonight, Helair will beco a true female angel.
User Comments
0 comments from readers