Chapter 1459 - 57: Mistress
Chapter 1459 - 57: Mistress
Early the next morning, when the sky was still dim, Fisher rose from the warm embrace beside him. After a moment of pondering, looking at the misty weather outside, he silently picked up the clothes he had thrown aside and put them on piece by piece.Beside him, Rafael was sleeping lightly, but since she had returned early yesterday, even getting up early now meant she had more sleep than during her work days before.
And this also meant that her preparations for the Dragon Court frontline were nearly complete, merely waiting for the moment to mount and head to the battlefield.
At the moment Fisher was silently changing clothes to leave the bed, Rafael’s paw gently extended from under the covers, silently grasping his freshly changed clothes and pulling out ripples of irregular wrinkles.
Fisher turned his head to see her already opened green eyes.
She said nothing, merely maintained that stance, but Fisher felt her inner thoughts—she didn’t want him to leave.
It seemed like after last night, this red Dragon-man species, who had grown into the Dragon Court Queen in a few years, was still full of reliance on him. It softened Fisher’s heart with a sense of reluctance, while also intensifying his determination to protect her.
"I will be back soon..."
"..."
He too extended his hand to gently hold Rafael’s warm hand, saying softly, yet she remained silent, just buried half her head into the soft pillow, rubbing her cheek against the fabric, tangling her rose-colored long hair on her cheek as well.
Fisher smiled slightly, reached out to stroke the smooth scales on her bare back, then whispered again,
"I am leaving."
"...Take Moli with you; she is already waiting for you."
This time, Rafael finally spoke in a somewhat drowsy voice, but her words surprised Fisher,
"...You met her yesterday, I thought you’d personally talk to her after today."
"You know I don’t procrastinate; once I said it in the morning, I would naturally go to see her."
Fisher smiled wryly and didn’t dare ask what transpired during their meeting, but from the current look of things, though the conflict wasn’t resolved yet, it hadn’t reached the point of another argument either.
It’s uncertain whether to thank those two demons for providing enough external pressure on Fisher, diverting some of the internal conflict.
However, since Rafael had mentioned it, Fisher had no reason not to bring Moli. Purely from a supportive perspective, even the Death Lord, who hadn’t finished the Death Completion Manual and whose strength was uncertain even at the Fifth Rank, was prepared to be brought along. Moli, with her Fourteenth Rank, was surely more helpful than the Death Lord.
When Fisher rose again, Rafael’s paw that had lightly held his clothing finally let go, allowing him to get up smoothly.
Turning his head, she showed no sign of getting up, merely watched Fisher silently, seeing him off as he left.
Unable to resist, Fisher turned back to plant a kiss on her lips, embedding her taste deep in memory as a memento of temporary parting.
Mm, afterward, she firmly sucked at his lips, trying to leave a notable trace, though to no avail, making her cheeks puff slightly, almost imperceptibly.
The mysterious kiss mark from yesterday had disappeared during the night’s rest. If it hadn’t appeared suddenly in front of Rafael, Fisher could have used the power of the Life Completion Manual to instantly erase it.
But since she saw it, Fisher didn’t want to scare her with that chaotic power. After all, it would make his entire body wriggle when used, so he had to let it dissipate on its own overnight, which felt more natural.
After receiving Rafael’s farewell kiss, Fisher left the room alone, ready to depart for the entrance to the Demon Dynasty described in the scroll—the "Competitive Gate."
He first retrieved Emhardt, who was waiting like a dead body in another room; accustomed to being kicked out by Rafael frequently, the book gradually grew used to it and wasn’t even bothered to complain when returning.
Emhardt also felt a bit intimidated by Rafael in her Mother Dragon state, and whenever Fisher coaxed this Dragon-man species Queen, he inevitably entered "young adult mode," making even staying nearby uncomfortable, so he might as well find a leisurely spot outside.
And just as Rafael said, Moli had been waiting in the Dragon Court for quite a while.
When Fisher brought Emhardt along to find her, she had already prepared a whole lot of things in her room last night.
As Fisher worried whether bringing so much stuff would be troublesome, she slightly gathered them using the Golden Crown on her head, fitting everything inside, making both Fisher and Emhardt click their tongues in wonder,
"What is this..."
Moli touched the Golden Crown on her head somewhat bashfully and said to Fisher,
"This is a relic designed by Mother, it has a function for storing items."
Almost forgot, even Mu Xi could create Holy Objects of Angels, so how could her demigod mother not?
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