Chapter 669 - 107. Devout Servant_2
Adding the ritual method of summoning Paimon he had obtained last time on the Flying Fish, he now had two methods of contacting the Mythical Species.
"The Chaos Species’ summoning method seems very complicated, and it can only be carried out at night, but when we walked in the gap between the Spirit Realm and the world before, we could still see them blinking at us. Is this magic really necessary?"
Upon hearing Fisher’s doubts, Emhardt’s aromatic language that flowed from his mouth finally paused for a moment. His internal pages were incessantly flipping, and amidst the emerging golden light, he seemed to have found the answer to the question, hence he replied to Fisher,
"Hmph, that’s because the Chaos Creatures you saw were actually very far away from you. What you often see are merely their past projections... Oh, except for that time in the Moon Rabbit Clan Ancestral Hall, the stars you saw were real Chaos Creatures who traveled great distances to watch the show for some reason..."
"In the Spirit Realm, there are no bindings of the real-world rules, and they can be caught in your sight at places and times that are far different from where you are. Every time you see them, do you think there are many Chaos Species? In fact, that multitude of eyes you see might just be projections of a single Chaos Species at different times. Their actual numbers are pitifully small; after all, the nature of the Spirit Realm is a very dangerous place, and any entity that can gather into a clear consciousness there is a monster."
The content Emhardt was reciting might have been knowledge obtained from the treasures of the Abyss Baimeng. In this world, there are many difficult problems eagerly awaiting solutions, which allowed Fisher, who was deep in thought, to empathize with the humans from millennia ago who made deals with demons in their desperate yearning for power and knowledge. It was just a pity that, in the Church’s scriptures, the fates of these people were generally not very good.
There are two methods to summon Paimon, the Demon God, to exchange for knowledge. The first is to offer up what you cherish most, and then she will grant you what you desire in exchange; the other method seems to be offering up your own death, by letting blood from your arm, then lying down in the center of an Array marked with Paimon’s Seals. As you lie there, with your blood loss nearing death’s door, she would appear to grant you the answer to the question that most perplexes you...
In any case, from any angle, Paimon seems to be a highly knowledgeable, cunning, and capriciously malevolent, powerful Demon God.
"Thud, thud!"
"Who is it?"
As Fisher pondered these matters, his room’s door suddenly got knocked on. He asked the question, and the next second Heidlin’s voice came from outside,
"It’s me, Mr. Fisher. The lady sent me to deliver the Magic Materials from the family, saying they could be of use to you."
Having heard this, Fisher quickly hid the ancient pages on his desk under the bedding, then placed Emhardt on his shoulder before opening the door, revealing Heidlin standing between two large bags of Magic Materials. These two bags of materials almost seemed heavier than Heidlin herself; could she possibly have lifted them on her own, was she some sort of strongwoman?
Heidlin, with arms crossed, felt the scrutinizing gaze of Fisher and rolled her eyes at him, speaking somewhat exasperatedly,
"Of course, it was the Maids who helped to carry them up. Do you think I am as strong as Mr. Fisher? Check if anything is missing, and if you need anything else, I need to quickly provide the list to the family members..."
"There doesn’t seem to be anything missing; some materials are universal and can be substituted if not for inscribing... Hmm?"
While Fisher bent down to check the Magic Materials inside the bags, he suddenly found a small pouch tied behind the bag. Opening it, to his surprise, it contained a small bag of cold water sugar and expensive red wine from the Northern Realm. Just as he looked up, he suddenly saw Heidlin point her finger at his chest, pushing him slightly backwards. Fisher didn’t resist and rose to his feet to look at the woman standing in front of him,
"Ms. Heidlin?"
When both of them had entered Mr. Fisher’s room, Ms. Heidlin finally lifted her gaze slightly, her lips coated with lipstick parting, which, combined with the jade hair crown atop her head, made her quite alluring,
"You really are... I’ve thought about what you said before, and while I did it for the young lady’s sake, I admit I may have been inconsiderate. I only focused on taking care of her day-to-day needs and forgot that she should have the same legitimate desires as any other child and doesn’t want to be seen as a disabled person... Let me ask you a question, how old are you today?"
"My birthday just passed, around twenty-nine years old."
"Around?"
Facing Ms. Heidlin’s questioning look and displeased expression, it was clear she thought Mr. Fisher was joking, so he was obliged to explain,
"I’m an orphan; how would I know the exact date of birth? My birthday was set by the nun who adopted me, so my age is naturally within a range."
"...I see, so you’re a few years younger than me."
Ms. Heidlin was slightly taken aback, then sighed, her tone softening before she continued,
"I can tell you’re knowledgeable about many things, considerate, and fairly reliable, which makes you comfortable to be around. The young lady has been much happier these past few days with you, and I don’t want to stop you from interacting with her, but I must remind you, she has just come of age! She’s a full ten years younger than you!"
Emhardt resting on Fisher’s shoulder disdainfully glanced at Ms. Heidlin, thinking to himself that just coming of age and being ten years younger didn’t matter. This guy was fond of demi-humans, humans, and even the females from the Sardinia Female Country, with a wide range of tastes in ladies; would he care about a little age difference? Even Elliog was tens of thousands of years older than him...
"She’s inexperienced in the world, and you’re a playboy who likes to play with others; she can’t play you... Don’t say you’re not the slightest bit interested in her. If you were so virtuous, you wouldn’t be chased by the Emperor of Nali to the Northern Realm. A little cold water sugar, a bit of red wine, topped with some flirtatious words, are you planning on doing something to this disabled person?"
Fisher felt somewhat speechless, with a sense of being wrongfully accused quickly arising in his heart. Even if he did take an interest in Valentina, it was in her Phoenix Species bloodline, not in her as a woman... Well, actually, his boss sometimes acted cute when she was naively stubborn and explosively fussy, but that was merely a superficial interest, hardly something that could be criticized, right?
"I don’t want to ruin the young lady’s zest for experiencing life, after all, you should know, those of her family often die young, and I don’t want her to miss out on anything just mechanically pursuing some foolish mission to find the Wutong Tree. She deserves to taste cold water sugar and red wine, to see landscapes beyond Snowflake Castle and meet interesting people other than her family members, which, of course, includes the sweetness of love."
"But even if she wants to experience love and that person happens to be you, I hope, Mr. Fisher, that you present to her only the sweetest side of love, without mixing in other unclean matters to defile and humiliate her disabled body..."
Ms. Heidlin had completely entered Mr. Fisher’s room, turned her head to glance at his bed, and those lips tinted with color, her eyes flashing a somewhat cryptic expression,
"If this awakens your desires, you may vent them with me... You needn’t worry, I’ve been raised in the Turand Family with serving a designated master as my life’s purpose. Miss Valentina is the master assigned to me by the family, and as her most devout servant, I’ve resolved to accompany her on this journey at all costs. Before this, I haven’t had experiences with men, so you can be assured..."
"So, perhaps this is also one of the reasons why I can understand Miss Valentina’s desire to experience those unreachable things in her limited life, right? Because I too sometimes feel lonely and want to try what it feels like to be with a man... What do you say, Mr. Fisher, can you agree to my request?"
She shifted her wandering gaze from Mr. Fisher’s bed, then smiled faintly at the Nali Gentleman before her; her soft lip gloss was like an illusory flame, ready to ignite the air around Mr. Fisher, and in the midst of that heated atmosphere, Ms. Heidlin spoke thus.