Chapter 1371: Chapter 32: Night of the Witch (3)
"You... what did you go through in the past? I remember... I remember angels all wearing clothes... you... who did you learn these bad habits from?!"
"What bad habits? Didn’t you say there are no outsiders here, we’re all our own people, so I’m not wearing anything..."
"You... shut up, shut up, shut up!"
Renie was so embarrassed she couldn’t stand it. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and conjured another set of men’s robes like a magic trick, then tossed it in front of Fisher. He hurriedly reached out to catch it, finding that the robe was about his size and seemed quite fitting.
Just as he thought, Renie had actually prepared suitable clothes long ago. She brought these women’s clothes just to tease him, but didn’t expect Fisher to see through her trick and make her lose her composure just by standing up.
He turned around and put on the robe, while Renie turned her head to hide and not look at him.
Emhardt didn’t expect Lady Renie to be so unexpectedly pure-hearted. He looked at Fisher next to him in a daze, but Fisher wasn’t surprised at all, he simply walked towards Renie and said,
"Alright, I’m dressed now."
"Really?"
Renie glanced over, watching him completely and seriously wear the clothes before her face turned red and she fully turned her head around. At this moment, Fisher had fully transformed back into human form, and this was the first time Renie could take a good look at him after four and a half years apart.
He stood there openly, letting Renie take a good look at him, and he was also observing her in return.
In the past, he had followed a fragrant scent several times to find an elf who looked almost identical to Renie except for the ears. He knew Gui and Renie were different, yet he couldn’t explain the difference. But now, seeing Renie for real, he felt that everything was different, even with the same face, he felt everything was different.
He looked at her and involuntarily said,
"Welcome back, Renie."
"...You’re the one who’s back, dummy."
Renie looked at Fisher, who suddenly said this earnestly. She smiled slightly, walked closer to him, pinched his stomach playfully, and said,
"Indeed, that’s true... Oh right, what did you just say about how to resolve the Doomsday Prophecy with the gods?"
"Can’t tell you."
"Why not?"
Hearing this, Renie paused for a moment before replying,
"Because fate... the threads of fate are very sensitive. Who knows what actions you might take upon learning the specific method, and if telling you disrupts the threads of fate, it would ruin our plan... Don’t worry, leave this matter to us True Gods."
"I see... So, during these four and a half years, have you always been in the Spirit Realm?"
"Where else could I be? I always felt you would return from the Storm Sea, so I paid more attention to that side. The rest of the time I’ve been in the Spirit Realm, before knowing you, and after knowing you, it’s always been this way. I have duties to fulfill..."
"What about the Spirit Realm Pollution, how’s it doing?"
Renie looked at the sea breeze and the moonlight in the sky, smiled at Fisher, and said,
"...Still the same as ever."
"The same?"
"Yes, like, not much movement... Four and a half years is really insignificant for beings like us. The injuries it suffered might take a longer time to heal, so don’t worry. But even so, we can’t afford to be careless. Annihilation is approaching, and everything should be handled with caution, I also need to stay by my duties constantly..."
"...So, you still have to return to the Spirit Realm afterward?"
Renie didn’t respond to Fisher, just looked at the distant sea, and suddenly opened her arms, turned her head towards Fisher playfully, and said,
"It’s too cramped here, there’s nothing to see but the sea surface. Want to go to a farther and more beautiful place with a witch as pretty as pretty can be?"
"..."
Fisher raised an eyebrow, looked back at the Dragon Court behind him, but before he turned his head, Renie had already begun to virtualize and floated up, with a touch of warm fragrance and softness turned his head around.
As he turned back to see her, she puffed her cheeks and said to Fisher,
"What’s the matter? Worried that the Dragon-man and Whale-man will come and check rooms at night and find you missing?"
"How could that be? I’m just worried I might never come back."
Considering Renie’s previous statement of not wanting him involved in the Doomsday Prophecy, Fisher worried that Renie wanted to take him far away from the disputes here, but obviously, that was impossible.
"Alright, alright, bad sister is going to take you away now, to an unknown place, and then cut out your organs to sell..."
She approached Fisher with a sinister smile, making such intimidating remarks.
"Smooch..."
But Fisher only looked up to her and then, without realizing it, suddenly moved a bit forward and kissed her on the cheek.
"!"
In an instant, Renie, who was floating in mid-air, retreated a good distance back like a balloon pricked by a needle, her face blushing as she covered her cheek. To others, it might seem she was stung by a bee,
"Fisher, you... don’t be so sudden..."
"Sorry, it’s just..."
"Alright, alright, you’re not allowed to say anything more!"
She anticipated that Fisher might say some more reckless sweet words, but after all, her face was already red enough, her heart was already beating fast enough, she could no longer handle hearing such words, so she just said,
