Chapter 628: Suspect List 94_3
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“Line up, this way!”
As previously discussed by Mia and Valentina, having just stepped from the warm room into the frosty winds and snow, a neatly ordered group of soldiers was already waiting on the port road, and the carriage prepared by the Turand Family had slowly co to a halt to welco Miss Valentina from Snowflake Fortress.
Previously, when they hurried to Sardinia Female Country to find Ilois, they had taken only one carriage, which caused a very cramped situation inside the carriage. Helldor and Fisher were squeezed together at the driver’s seat.
This ti, Valentina thoughtfully instructed to have two carriages equipped with dedicated coachn, so they wouldn’t be so cramped. In the first carriage were Valentina, Heidlin, and Celti, and in the second were Fisher, Balzac, and Philis, with Ice placed inside Valentina’s carriage.
“Excuse , could one of the gentlen in the back carriage lend a hand?”
Just as Fisher was about to board, Heidlin’s voice for help suddenly ca from beside the first carriage. Fisher turned his head and saw Celti and Heidlin standing helplessly next to Valentina’s wheelchair, bending over and calling back to the rear carriage.
Fisher didn’t move to get into the carriage and turned his head only to find that Balzac and Philis had already boarded, with Philis hiding behind the carriage curtains winking at him and nodding toward their boss’s direction.
“…”
With no choice, Fisher turned and walked towards the front carriage to ask Heidlin,
“What’s wrong?”
“Miss Valentina’s wheelchair is really too heavy. It’s always been Helldor who helped lift it onto the carriage. Who would have thought it would be so heavy? The two of us together with the coachman just aren’t strong enough. We had to call another gentleman to help…Ah, but I guessed right that only Mr. Fisher, being the kindest, would co over. Well done.”
Heidlin winked at Fisher, but he ignored her and instead looked at Valentina sitting in the complex Cardinal wheelchair below him, who slightly turned her head and bit her lips, seeming slightly embarrassed but also showing a bit of inappropriate stubbornness.
Fisher bent down and gently took hold of the Cardinal wheelchair beneath her, recalling how she had looked at Ice earlier,
“Excuse , Miss Valentina.”
“The gentleman here, let help…”
As the nearby coachman wiped his sweat, watching Fisher singlehandedly grasp the wheelchair beneath the young lady, intending to help in case Fisher misjudged the weight and dropped her. Yet to his surprise, the next mont Fisher readily lifted Valentina completely, the swift lifting motion causing a rough feeling of weightlessness for her, making her flush and cover her black long dress beneath.
“Ugh, wait, wait…slow down.”
Just as Fisher was about to look up, he felt a cold finger press against his forehead, appearing to stop him from looking up. The gentle action abruptly halted his motion of lifting his head, even tilting it a bit.
The sight of him carrying Valentina’s wheelchair over his shoulder, combined with his head being pushed askew by a finger, looked rather comical, and together with his sowhat impatient deadpan, it even made Heidlin cover her mouth and giggle softly.
“Alright, alright, just get the young lady into the carriage before she develops a fear of heights.”
“Heidlin!”
Under the astonished gaze of the nearby coachman, Fisher easily moved to the front of the carriage, placing Valentina into the carriage. It was only upon setting her down that he noticed Valentina’s hands tightly gripping her black dress in a shy gesture. It seed his actions were indeed a bit rough, causing her so embarrassnt.
Fortunately, Valentina was a very reserved person. Even if she was annoyed, the most she could do was to glare fiercely at Fisher, then wheel herself back into the carriage compartnt on her own.
“Alright, alright, thank you, Mr. Fisher, but sadly, there’s no reward… By the way, you really are strong, aren’t you? Those muscles aren’t just for show, do you work out regularly?”
Celti, shivering from the cold, quickly boarded the carriage, while Heidlin ca over with a smile to express her master’s gratitude. However, it was unclear why she had to touch Fisher’s chest gently with a finger while saying thanks.
Fisher had decisively and righteously refused her on the SS Unicorn, but after experiencing the reproductive ability enhancent from the Sheep-man, he took an extra glance at her figure concealed under heavy clothing. Just that glance deepened Heidlin’s smile significantly.
Thus, she pinched Fisher’s muscle hard, wiped off so oil, flirtatiously waved, and boarded the carriage. She adjusted the erald tiara on her head and said to Fisher,
“Go back to the rear carriage, it’s cold outside~”
“This woman…”
Fisher exhaled a warm breath in the cold air, gritting his teeth as he walked toward the rear compartnt. Unexpectedly, his words seed to trigger sothing, abruptly waking up Emhardt, who was dozing in his arms,
“Woman? What woman, who have you been flirting with?”
“…No woman, I just suddenly realized sothing. That Valentina, she resonates with Ice. Either she carries sothing related to the Phoenix Species, or she is a Mixed Blood of the Phoenix Species.”
As he spoke the last sentence, his voice beca uncontrollably excited.
The Phoenix Species in the Northern Realm could imply many things: owner of the Frost Snow Phoenix Tree, leader of the Six Clans, holder of the Completion Manual [Royal Choice] label, highly probable identity of the Doomsday Sky God…
“Yeah, yeah, keep making things up, keep making up… Owww, I’m so tired, I thought it was sothing unusual. Okay, I got it, I’ll add Valentina’s na to the list.”
Fisher paused slightly as he boarded the carriage, suddenly curious about Emhardt’s words that he had mostly ignored,
“List, what list?”
“The list of suspects responsible for causing Fisher’s death.”
Emhardt yawned; ever since his body was injured by the Soul Completion Manual, he often nestled in Fisher’s arms to catch up on sleep, occasionally waking up once, this ti being no exception.
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