Among those items, a damaged Cardinal symbol of the Holy Land structure was lying on the ground. Presumably, it’s the Cardinal that Rafael ntioned earlier as fruitless in research.
Fisher and Emhardt on his shoulder surveyed the surroundings, then he said to Rafael,
"It’s okay, I’m not hungry, and Emhardt doesn’t need to eat. You go ahead, we’ll wait for you here."
"Alright, okay."
Rafael smiled slightly and was about to leave but suddenly rembered sothing. Amidst the steam, she hesitated for a mont and ca back.
Then she grabbed Fisher’s clothes directly and pulled him towards herself.
Emhardt was so startled that he flew up, because in the next mont, Rafael kissed Fisher’s lips dominantly, as if taking or giving, their lips t.
"Smack..."
That kiss was deep and lasted for a long ti. Emhardt, stunned in the air, couldn’t bear the steam, so he flew to the bed nearby, pretending he saw nothing.
After a long while, they parted lips, and Rafael, her eyes sowhat dazed, finally pulled away. The tail behind her swayed back and forth as if drunk.
"Ha..."
"Rafael..."
"I’ll be back soon."
"Okay, also return Lar’s dagger to her."
With that, she released Fisher’s white robe collar, took the dagger Fisher handed her, and was about to turn and leave, adding teasingly,
"Yes, I’ll bring back a proper outfit for you, my man can’t always dress like that."
Wearing armor and swaying her tail, her figure quickly reached the mouth of the cave. Under the light outside, the scales that lay flat rose again, forming a second layer of armor.
Watching her disappearing figure, a long ti passed before Fisher turned his head. The first thing he saw was Emhardt lying on the ground as if he were a corpse.
He glanced at Fisher and comnted emotionlessly,
"You know, Fisher, you now look like a concubine waiting for the Emperor’s favor! My god, I can even imagine what might happen tonight! After being apart from a Dragon-man species for so long and you eting again, tsk tsk... Haha, I’ve decided, I’m sleeping outside tonight, to stay away from your filth, I’ll return after noon tomorrow!"
"Just don’t get carried away by so beast."
"Even if that happens, who do you think would be to bla?!"
Emhardt sat up angrily but seeing the smile on Fisher’s face, he knew he was also happy about the long-awaited reunion. So, he didn’t say anything to dampen the mood, just muttered,
"... Hmph, enjoy it now, you’ll be crying when the truth cos out."
"Mm, mm."
Fisher replied perfunctorily, quickly focusing on the items near Rafael’s extrely simple bed. Besides the armor and weapons crafted specifically for her, there were also so books and newspapers near the bed.
Upon closer inspection, many were written in Nali Language, but most were newspapers from a year or two ago...
Looking at the reported content, Fisher felt both familiar and alien.
And next to that pile of books and newspapers was an even older newspaper, dated five years ago.
It recorded vague gossip about himself and Elizabeth’s "universal request." Luckily, Elizabeth was the elder princess, so the press didn’t dare write the details too blatantly, mostly reporting so speculative information.
In the past, Fisher might have thought these guys weren’t professional enough, but now he’s just grateful to these reporters for not daring to write too clearly.
Because right on the front page of that newspaper, the official news, during Prince Luosang of Schwali’s visit to Saint Nali University, the image of Elizabeth standing beside him had been torn open by soone’s claws, making it clear that even such obscure news had once made her angry.
And that was the last ti his news appeared in the Nali dia. After that, he was wanted by Elizabeth.
Elizabeth’s warrant probably needed no specific reason. Fisher never cared or knew much about it. Even if there was a reason, it was only an unfounded "betrayal" charge.
Rafael, far in the South Continent, wouldn’t have known the internal affairs of Saint Nali at the ti, so she naively believed it was because her and Fisher’s journey and relationship in the South Continent were exposed by people Fisher t along the way, leading to his exile.
Rafael had many things to deal with, naturally also had many restrictions, otherwise she wouldn’t be so cautious now. Even so careful, she still kept thinking about him...
Fisher looked at the yellowing newspaper with himself on it, above which were claw marks that might have been crossed by Rafael a thousand tis, as if reaching through the paper to catch his trace...
He remained motionless for a long ti, finally raising his gaze gravely, suddenly asking Emhardt,
"Emhardt, tell everything about Barbatos."
Hearing Fisher ntion business, Emhardt hurriedly flew to Fisher’s shoulder, saying to him,
"Fisher, the demons are born in succession, but their birth order doesn’t denote their status. Their status is determined by the strength of their rank, the region they govern, and their prestige within the Dynasty. Generally speaking, the strength usually determines their rank. The ranking of noble titles also ranges from [King], [Duke], [Marquis], [Earl], to the [Noble Young Master], corresponding to ranks nineteen to fifteen. So, the demon Elliog you encountered earlier was an Eighteenth Rank Duke, and Barbatos, at the sa rank, is also a Duke.
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