Chapter 1392: Chapter 38: Moment of Confession (3)
Yaril quietly watched the slightly stunned Fisher before speaking again,
"Honestly, you give me a very terrifying feeling. Just coming in makes my scales tremble in fear, it’s unbearable to stay seated so I got up to make tea to relieve the stress... I even worry that as I’m saying these things to you, you might get angry enough to kill me, which would be a disaster, wouldn’t it?
"But... I still must express my thoughts, Mr. Fisher. Even though you are such a powerful being, I must be honest as a mother, for Rafael. Frankly, I’m not very capable, just an ordinary Dragon-man. I believe you can see this, otherwise I wouldn’t be unable to help Rafael at all and stay in the Flower Garden doing this simple work for the Dragon Court...
"When I was young, her father took such good care of me and was overly tolerant of me. Even though I am such a fragile Dragon-man, he tail-fitted with me and married me. Perhaps that’s why I am undeterred in suspecting you..."
Listening to Yaril’s concerns, Fisher couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
Yaril’s words are indeed correct; actually, as of now, many rules are just decorations to Fisher. Having reached the Mythical Rank, many restrictions that limit people can be easily overcome by him.
To truly calculate, most of the ladies he knows are ranked lower than him, even in front of Yaril, it’s the same. Fisher can completely ignore her opinion; she can’t do anything to him, and he can even use force to pressure Rafael into accepting other women.
He could unrestrainedly make Rafael feel guilty and inferior. She doesn’t even know how terrifying the demonic enemies she faces are; she doesn’t know the Doomsday Prophecy, anyway, it’s all on him to worry about...
He could even disregard the Dragon Court, he could directly attack Nali, so why still worry about Elizabeth’s excessive possessiveness?
But can Fisher really act this way?
Or does Fisher really want to act this way?
Can every problem be solved by relying on his high rank?
Just like him now, he could overturn the table at any time and threaten Yaril with Rafael and the Dragon Court’s safety, telling her: If she doesn’t accept him, doesn’t accept his relationship with Moli, then the Dragon Court is waiting for its doom, and her daughter awaits death! What will it be, your choice?
Just like him now, he could overturn the table at any time and threaten Yaril with Rafael and the Dragon Court’s safety, telling her: If she doesn’t accept him, doesn’t accept his relationship with Moli, then the Dragon Court is waiting for its doom, and her daughter awaits death! What will it be, your choice?
That would be perfect, this terrifying rank difference would render her speechless. Her love and concern for Rafael would lead her to lie, making memories dwell on the times Rafael left amicably.
It would be a win-win, all problems would be solved smoothly!
Moreover, he’s only at the Fifteenth Rank now, what if he could read more Completion Manuals, concerning souls, death, life, fate, the Cardinals...even Magic Completion Manuals?
If his rank climbs step by step, if he ultimately reaches the same level as Renie, if he becomes True God?
Wouldn’t he have long abandoned the so-called human identity, why continue maintaining a structure of strength completely insufficient to exhibit Mythical Rank abilities?
But merely thinking about these, Fisher suddenly felt immense guilt, as if tears would fall, as if undergoing some extreme painful flogging.
It’s as if the moment these thoughts emerge, his existence suddenly becomes meaningless, as if the name "Fisher Benavides" is to be insulted, to disgrace its origin.
His name was bestowed by a devout nun, his life stemmed from her unhesitating compassion for a stranger orphan, his today came from her warm and lasting teachings, his independence from the moment he personally sent the nun’s ashes to the cathedral...
Therefore, from beginning to end, even climbing to this day, becoming unrecognizable, he still considers himself as "Fisher Benavides," and as a human.
Now, facing the slightly worried, yet brave and candid Yaril who expressed her thoughts, Fisher also took a deep breath, retracting the restless wriggling within him, calming his aura slowly, transforming into a human form.
He looked at Yaril before him and first apologized,
"I’m really sorry, Aunt Yaril, I frightened you, I didn’t mean to, please forgive me..."
The Dragon Horn on Yaril’s head flickered slightly, and the scales trembling inside her elegant robe seemed to calm down a bit due to Fisher’s words, but Fisher hadn’t finished speaking, he still needed to confess some matters,
"Returning to the topic, Aunt Yaril. Actually, not only Moli, I have many other women who I share deep bonds with. Their number... approximately more than a finger."
Just starting to calm down, Yaril blinked, suddenly frozen on the spot, staring blankly at Fisher before her.
On the tabletop, her cup with half remaining tea slightly quivered, reflecting the candlelight on the rear wall that became extraordinarily still, as if even they were shocked by Fisher’s words and remained motionless.
Yaril opened her mouth, gazing at her claws in bewilderment, as if today she were just about to confirm how many fingers were on one hand.
Then, she incredulously said,
"You said... how many?"
