Suddenly, the obvious marks on Fisher's lips were like sparks igniting a dynamite barrel, completely igniting Rafael's fire dragon.
She and Fisher had been intimate so many times, and of course he had left similar irregular pink marks on her body, so Rafael recognized what the thing on his lips was almost at a glance.
.
Could it be that the woman named "Renee" left it behind?
I just came back from Jasmine, and it was obviously impossible for that little girl to show such unrestrained signs. And the one named "Renee" seemed to be a witch, and she had some mysterious methods.
Within reason.
Therefore, the biggest suspicion in Rafael's mind of course fell on the witch girl who had come and gone without a trace and whom she had not seen much.
Even though Emhardt had explained many times beside him, perhaps in her view, Shushu and Fisher were of course colluding, and it was common for them to deceive themselves and cover up, so
, Emhardt's cover also failed, and he had no choice but to lie on the table next to him and pretend to be dead to avoid the flames of the war.
But Emhardt's grievances are secondary. In terms of grievances, there are few people in the world who are as grievances as Fisher, who is in the room now.
He swore to the Mother Goddess that he was really just studying magic while reading the Soul Replenishment Manual. Later, he saw the shortcut to enhance soul power developed by Caleb Uzi, and he wanted to give it a try.
Unexpectedly, a lot of big questions were raised that puzzled Fisher, including but not limited to his blank past life, the soul power that came inexplicably, and the identity of the mysterious woman who placed him at the door of the church school.
It’s okay to not understand these things that made Fisher confused. There was also a little “scar” on his lips for no reason. It was probably left when he was studying that method. In short, it was definitely not left by a lady. It was just
But it’s just similar to a strawberry in shape and appearance.
However, he also remembered that when he silently recited the name of the "ocean", he did feel that he had been taken advantage of. Could it be that the achievement was left behind at that time?
Fisher didn't know either. The top priority right now was of course coaxing Rafael, and Fisher also had his own physical method for coaxing her.
The moon was thin, and the candles in Fisher's room gradually extinguished, leaving the vague moonlight outside to spread the floor like water, illuminating Fisher's thoughts like a sage.
The room was quiet, with only a rosy face and a thin layer of hot sweat on his forehead. Rafael panted slightly and lay on Fisher's chest, exhaling a little fragrant hot breath.
On her body, the attached scales swayed slightly, and wisps of gentle steam that was invisible to the naked eye continued to emerge from it, dyeing the quilt and her skin slightly moist, sticking to her long rose-colored hair, making her comfortable
He narrowed his eyes in submission and hugged the person next to him tighter.
"Are you feeling better?"
Next to him, Fisher's question came. Rafael closed one eye, raised the other eye and glanced at him, denying,
“Not at all”
"Not at all?"
Behind her, her slender tail leaked out from between the scattered quilts and patted the bed happily, then nodded.
Fisher looked down at her in confusion, only to find that she lazily raised her head and looked at him.
Facing Fisher's gaze, Rafael puffed up his cheeks slightly, his tail sweeping across the bed, and his green eyes kept darting next to the extremely conspicuous hickey on the other's lips.
Get up and turn around.
Then, with Fisher's slightly stunned expression, she leaned forward and kissed him hard on the other side of his lips, exactly on the same side as the traces left earlier.
"Bo!"
She kissed Fisher on the lips with great force, while Fisher remained motionless and allowed her to do what he did. It wasn't until dozens of seconds passed that she gasped and moved away some distance, squinting her eyes to see.
Go to the place where you just worked.
As a result, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't leave a strawberry kiss like the one just next to Fisher's mythical lips.
Rafael propped himself up, his slightly bulging cheeks getting bigger and bigger, and the sweeping tail behind him swayed unhappily like a rattlesnake's tail, making Fisher laugh dumbly.
Before she opened her bloody mouth and decided to bite it with his sharp dragon teeth, Fisher gently pressed her head and hugged her into his arms again.
She struggled slightly, but after not struggling away, she lazily found a comfortable place to lie down in his arms again, staring at him deathly with her green eyes, so that he had no choice but to explain,
"This is not a hickey, it's just a mark left when studying magic."
"hehe"
Rafael ignored his explanation and just bit his abdominal muscles, as if scratching an itch, but it expressed the "explanation failure" situation.
But Fisher himself felt that this was the case. If there really was a lady with such magical powers, then he would probably feel guilty. But now there is no such thing as no one. How can he explain it?
However, Rafael no longer seemed to think that she was some unwarranted lady. Instead, she said,
"You were definitely not studying magic just now. If you study magic, you won't hit your head on the table, and it will be so painful. What on earth were you doing just now? Is it related to the method of defeating the devil?"
"No."
Fisher's palms wrapped around Rafael's delicate body, straight through the long rose-colored hair that was as smooth as a waterfall, and let them pass through his fingertips.
Rafael's body trembled, but he did not let go of the perfunctory Fisher.
"you are lying."
"What lie am I telling you? Haven't I already told you the method? Those demons have not broken away from the seal of the Mother Goddess. I just need to enter the Demon Dynasty and reactivate their seals."
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple."
Fisher smiled, but some thoughts flashed through his eyes.
He just suddenly remembered what he had just seen. His soul had no past and no previous life. This was completely inconsistent with the knowledge of the soul given by Caleb Uzi.
What exactly is this situation, and why does my perspective stop abruptly the moment I see that weird woman?
This means that it is very likely that I have no real parents at all. I may have been created by some existence, such as the woman I saw.
Or is this the real reason why Tsuki said he was "special" before?
So, why was my specialness bestowed upon me? Who is that mysterious woman? Did she create myself? If so, what is her purpose?
Even Fisher himself did not expect that when he knew that he had no previous life, he would feel a sense of fear in his heart.
If I have no previous life and was created artificially, is it possible that the people I meet and the things I experience are arranged? Is it possible that I am following someone's plan and calculation?
He is even afraid that everything he has now is false, that everything he has experienced is artificially arranged, or in other words, any soul that yearns for freedom will have such a fear.
It's a pity that Fisher is not a person who has been transferred to another world. He does not know the story of "The Truman Show", but he can understand the same state of mind of the protagonist Truman.
"Rafael, do you believe in such a thing as fate?"
In the silence, he looked at Rafael, who was lying on top of him and was a little sleepy. She opened one of her comfortable and narrowed eyes, looked at Fisher, tilted her head and replied,
"Fate, you mean, destined?"
"It's a bit similar, but the fate I'm talking about may be a conscious existence like a god. A long time ago, I read a play by Nari. It said that a puppeteer was very skilled and he created a lifelike puppet.
The conscious puppet was called 'Duke'. He did not tell the puppet that he was a puppet, and made him think that he was a living person. So Duke wandered around Saint-Germain and met many people.
Including a peasant girl who was washing clothes, Duke fell in love with the girl who was washing clothes at first sight."
Fisher recalled the story of the drama and said while touching Rafael's shoulder,
"Just like any adventure story, one day, a mischievous rich man fell in love with the washer girl and wanted to occupy her. The girl was unwilling, but had no way to resist the young man, so she had to cry every day
Wash your face.
"Duke learned of the incident and discussed with other people he knew to find evidence of the rich man's misdeeds, sue the rich man to the court of the Golden Palace, and rescue the washer girl. Under the cheerful story, he went all the way
After going through many difficulties and obstacles, and with the help of many people who negotiated, we finally found the evidence of the young master's crime, took him to court, and finally won.
"Just when it was natural to enter the happy ending, when Duke defeated the villain and was about to enjoy the pinnacle of life and the climax of the drama, music suddenly sounded around the court, and the puppeteer came out with singing. It turned out that everything was
It was part of the puppeteer's play. The rich boy, the washerwoman, and the friends who helped Duke were all puppeteers' actors. They bowed to the rest of the real audience, leaving the stunned Duke standing there.
Feeling the audience’s joking gazes blankly.”
In the Nali language, the name "Duke" actually has the same pronunciation as "joke", which is also the connotation of this story.
Rafael opened all her eyes, she thought for a moment and said,
"When our dragon race is born, the elders will follow the guidance of the soul to give each dragon race a name. The name usually has a special meaning, representing the future destiny of that dragon race."
"Then 'Raphael', what does the name mean in Destiny?"
"It means 'gentle and virtuous'."
"real or fake?"
Fisher unexpectedly glanced at Rafael who was yawning in his arms. The unexpected look in his eyes made Rafael slightly stunned, and then he bit him on the chest and muttered by the way,
"Why, am I not gentle?"
""
If you let go of the dragon's teeth biting on me now, I might really feel this way.
But perhaps even Rafael herself felt that describing herself as "gentle and virtuous" was really inappropriate, so the next moment, she gently let go of Fisher's skin and said,
"So, I have never believed in fate. The so-called fate, time, and potential may indeed have a moment that we don't know, and we will usher in an inevitable ending, but before that, we must have done countless things ourselves.
The choice made the ending fall to that moment. Maybe I once had the opportunity to really become the gentle 'Rafael', but when I decided to leave the tribe, decided to be with you but decided to be separated from you temporarily, fate decided
Everything under this parted ways with me.”
Listening to Rafael's words, Fisher also thought about the Phoenix's interpretation of fate and the choices they made.
This made him feel a little more at ease. Perhaps his destiny had been shaped in his blank previous life, but from birth to now, every decision he made was made by himself from the bottom of his heart.
Even if his actions were calculated by some really powerful being (such as the woman with the strange scar on her hand), he should do this.
"I understand, Rafael. I am going to leave for the Demon Dynasty tomorrow. You must be careful when leading the army and do not take the initiative to fight. You are no match for those two demons. The only way is to seal them back into the Dynasty. Dragon
Tingcai has a glimmer of hope."
Rafael persuaded her, but when he said this, her tail raised unnaturally.
She was originally worried that Fisher would do something wrong and stupid because of her and Long Ting, but now, her words just now helped him make up his mind?
"Papa"
Her tail swayed restlessly and hit Fisher's thigh, making him look at Rafael in confusion.
"what are you doing?"
"It's nothing. If that's the case, I'm going to let Jasmine go with you tomorrow."
Fisher was stunned for a moment, and the first thought in his mind was: Is there such a good thing?
Could it really be a gift from fate that allowed me to resolve the conflict between them without even realizing it?
If this is the case, it is worth discussing whether destiny is good or bad.
But seeing Fisher's "surprised" look, Rafael narrowed his eyes dangerously, poked him around with his tail like a needle, and said in passing,
"Oh, it's just that Jasmine has nothing to do here for the time being. She can also help you, and I can also use Jasmine to know the specific situation in the dynasty to make strategic arrangements. In such an emergency, if you dare to carry it out
What bad things are you doing secretly with me?"
"That friend and I can go together. If Jasmine stays by your side, you and she will be safer."
""
Rafael didn't respond. She just closed her eyes comfortably and lay motionless on his body, ready to rest.
The room gradually became quiet and fell into a deep sleep.
But no one expected that the sea of souls in the spiritual world seemed to have a strange connection with Rafael at this moment, firmly locking his lower abdomen ()