It was almost half past ten when Fisher returned to his rental house. This was also to blame for the carriage driver who ran away after delivering the place. Fisher ran a long way before returning to the city and sitting down.
Carriage, I don’t know how Anna will get back.
However, Fisher was not worried about her safety. When he first met Anna in the Pink Pavilion, Fisher felt that the aura on her body was very dangerous. Although he did not understand her specific methods, she was definitely not arbitrary.
A weak woman bullied by others.
When she got home, Lady Martha had rested, just enough to avoid her asking questions about herself and Elizabeth.
But recently, Fisher really felt that he and Elizabeth were a bit unclear.
Every time he got along with her, there was a subtle atmosphere that was cut off by a gauze, and as long as he stretched out his hand, the gauze could be torn off.
Just like what happened in the cafe just now, if Fisher wanted to, he could easily lower his head and kiss Elizabeth's lips, tasting the taste of the eldest princess revered by the people of Nali.
But precisely because Elizabeth is the eldest princess of the royal family, falling in love with her always means huge responsibilities...
Their most perfect time was when they were at the Royal Academy.
At that time, Fisher was helpless and sincerely loved the princess who was sitting next to him and reading books with him.
Fisher was not disturbed by prophecies of doom, nor had any love debts like Renee and Rafael, nor did he know Elizabeth's true nature; Elizabeth was quiet, good at hiding, and was like the most perfect lady in the world.
People love and cherish.
If both Elizabeth and Fisher had been braver and more proactive at that time, she would have realized her mistakes and been willing to take responsibility for what she had done; Fisher would not have chosen to stay away from her silently, but would have come closer to communicate with her.
Maybe we won't be in this awkward stalemate now.
The love and affection left over from their youth in the past were entangled between them like ropes, making it impossible for them to stay away. But when they really wanted to get closer, reality pushed them to keep a little distance...
Fisher and Elizabeth were in a stalemate with each other, neither one willing to let the other go...
Well, it sounds like a sentimental novel, but in reality there are often not so many high-profile emotions, but only a silent consensus between the two.
When asked about the solution, both of them probably felt that there was no better answer than "We'll figure it out in the future."
Fisher shook his head and put his thoughts aside for the time being, preparing to "talk about it in the future."
At this moment, he opened the door and walked into his room, only to find that the lights in his room were not turned on, the sofa was empty, and no trace of Jasmine was found.
He frowned, looked at the closed window, and after confirming that she had not gone out, he walked towards the bathroom.
In Fisher's sight, the bathroom was dark. The long dress he made for Jasmine was folded well and placed on the stool in the room.
So Fisher reached out and turned on the light in the bathroom. Sure enough, the bathtub in the room was filled with water. Jasmine was naked and lying peacefully in the water bath, as if she was sleeping.
She had obviously heard Fisher turning on the light, but five seconds had passed by the time Jasmine opened her eyes, as if there was a huge delay.
Fisher just glanced at her and then withdrew his gaze from her body. He reached out to turn off the light in the bathroom, thus avoiding embarrassment.
"Jasmine?"
He asked softly, but there was only silence.
"..."
Hearing Fisher's call, Jasmine did not respond immediately.
Fisher thought she was sick or something, but just as he was about to get closer, he saw that the whale's tail and long ears on her body were both lighting up with a little fluorescent light at the same time.
After the fluorescent light was completely lit, Jasmine seemed to have come to her senses. She panicked and sat up from the bathtub, covering her body.
"Fei Fei Fei Fei..."
She spoke coyly and panicked, her tail trembled slightly and splashed with water. Seeing that she was okay, Fisher took a few steps back, until he retreated to the door of the bathroom.
"What happened to you just now? I thought you were sick."
She fell into the water peacefully just now, as if the steam engine had stopped running. Even when she heard Fisher's voice, she opened her eyes much slower than the others.
"Hey? I'm sick... I'm not sick. I just stayed on land for too long, so I need to stay in the water for a while. The longer I stay on land, the more time I need to spend in the water.
It’s time to get back on track.”
Fisher stood at the door, leaning against the wall connecting the bathroom, and asked,
"So that's why you had to go to the swimming pool so often when you were at Saint-Jacques?"
"Um..."
Jasmine replied,
"Although we can move freely on land, we can't stay too long. If we don't touch the water for a long time, we will always feel very tired, have a feeling of suffocation, and our reactions will become very slow..."
slow response?
Fisher suddenly remembered that when he was at Saint-Nali University, he had felt that Jasmine's actions and reactions were sometimes fast and sometimes slow. At that time, he thought it was due to her cute personality. Unexpectedly, it was the characteristics of the whale race.
cause trouble.
"So that's it. Before, I was curious about why you ocean demi-humans were able to land normally..."
"Ah, actually it's because the source of all life is the same, and all creatures are always similar and different. When I was a child, my mother once told me a legend about how Master Lamastia created life.
.”
"oh?"
Fisher was very interested in the legends spread among the cetacean society, because from the beliefs and cultural practices of a civilization, you can always discover many characteristics of this race that are usually difficult to discover.
For example, the dragon race loves wine and fire very much, which creates their unrestrained, generous and cheerful character. We can also roughly deduce why the ancient Ferma Baharon Court was so tolerant.
Fisher listened intently, and the clothes in his arms began to heat up slightly, proving his thinking.
"Legend has it that Lamastia created all life. In Lord Lamastia's long, deep and lonely sleep, he thought of creating life to accompany himself so that he would no longer be so lonely. His thoughts
As soon as it moved, countless lives full of vitality appeared out of thin air in various places in the world."
"But at the beginning, the beings created by Lord Lamastia had no self-awareness. The more he created, the more lonely he became. So, he began to try to create conscious creatures. He first created
Human beings are afraid that they will fall into the same loneliness as themselves, so they begin to create other different companions for them."
"But Lamastia is too kind. When he creates life, he always thinks about the good deeds of other creatures. This causes the life created later to become more complex, carrying with it many and many things that were created before.
The advantages of biology.”
"My mother said that our whale race is one of the last few creatures created by Lamastia... Hey, because he is too philanthropic, he forgot that when he created life, he originally created life for someone to accompany him.
Therefore, the subhuman species in the ocean were created later, and most of them mixed the characteristics of many creatures. This is why we can breathe on land."
"I asked Master Lamastia before, but he never told me this. I don't know if my mother made up this legend, because she likes to brag... but Master Lamastia said
However, the greatest characteristic of life is balance. What some creatures possess will be discarded in other places."
As Fisher listened, he suddenly thought of what Eliog once said about the "levels of life".
It is not difficult to infer from her words that human beings are ranked very low in the hierarchy of life. Although she does not despise human beings, Fisher has a vague feeling that her own race or some other creatures are very
Disdainful of human beings.
If we extrapolate from the legend told by Jasmine, does it mean that the higher up the order in which Lamastia created life, the lower the order, and the further back, the higher the order?
To be fair, if you asked Fisher to fight an adult dragon in a duel without using the magic bonus, he would probably be killed in less than one round. Some demi-humans are born with physical abilities.
Advantage.
But if you think about it carefully, it doesn’t make sense. According to legend, Lamastia should have first created the demi-humans on land, and then created the demi-humans in the ocean. Then the life levels of the creatures in the ocean should be
It's higher than anything on land.
But at first glance, Shiraki and Reina are not as good as the dragon races or demon races living on land...
Well, it seems that it’s not feasible to explain this purely by relying on legends.
"Ah, I forgot to ask the teacher if he had any clues about the healing room. I just kept talking to myself..."
Jasmine seemed to have come out of the water tank. The sound of water drops dripping onto the floor was heard. She gently reached out and took the skirt in her hand. Fisher also walked to the door of the room to turn on the light.
He roughly told Jasmine the clues about the healing room, and she had just finished changing her skirt and walked out. After listening to what Fisher said a lot, she pursed her lips in confusion, and finally nodded.
To sum up,
"I...I understand. Anyway, I have to go out with Mr. Fisher anyway. I can help."
Well, I heard it. In fact, she didn't understand the clues Fisher mentioned at all. Anyway, just follow what Teacher Fisher did.
Fisher was a bit dumbfounded about Jasmine, who was very easy to deceive, but remembering how Jasmine couldn't balance herself and sucked life everywhere, he still reminded her,
"The most important thing is that you need to balance yourself, right? Have you found a way now?"
"Teacher, while you were carving magic, I tried to control the curse in my body, but... the amount was too great, and it would take a long time to calm down. If it was a battle..."
Jasmine glanced at Fisher cautiously, but in order not to set a negative example, she clenched her fists and cheered,
"But...but I will try my best!"
Looking at her cute appearance, Fisher couldn't help but reached out and touched her blue hair. The long hair was wet and had a faint floral fragrance. With just a light touch, Fisher
Then he withdrew his hand.
But Jasmine blushed and narrowed her eyes, looking very comfortable, and her ears started to flap.
"Come on."
"...Um."
Ugh... If you touch me like this, has Teacher Fisher agreed to be knocked unconscious and dragged back to the sea?
Jasmine, who was imagining something for no reason, pinched the hem of her skirt and thought this way.
Fisher turned around and planned to go downstairs to make a phone call. It was now 10:30 in the evening, and the junior should not be asleep yet.
The call was to Kerken, who Fisher still needed help getting into this weekend's charity gala.
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