MMB Chapter 1467 - 59: Female (2)
Chapter 1467 - 59: Female (2)
Fisher’s face grew colder, but it wasn’t even she herself who first rebutted the Book Knight. Instead, it was the Book Princess floating beside her who was the most anxious,"What? I do not permit you to speak of Paimon like that, how dare you call her such vile names, you filthy rag!"
"Insane... insane... that someone would actually stand up for Paimon..."
At this moment, the Book Princess’s defense of Paimon impacted Emhardt so greatly that he remained oblivious even when someone called him a rag.
He stared blankly at Fisher, utterly confused by the situation at hand.
Fisher also frowned and raised her hand to signal the other to stop, simultaneously asking,
"You married Helair, and you came to the Demon Dynasty for her?"
Fisher noticed the "illusion" before her suddenly halt and speak, perhaps prompted by the Book Princess’s words, which kept her from attacking immediately but still filled with vigilance,
"What, are you trying to get information from me?"
"...And what about Rafael?"
"You know Rafael?"
"Is it strange to know her?"
"...No, I just didn’t expect an illusion to need to pry for information about me and my friends."
"Friends?"
"What, isn’t she your friend? Or is she your enemy?"
Fisher opened her mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.
Could it be that the female version of herself is such a scoundrel, as self-aware as she is, she still considered them not friends, but this Fisher wouldn’t even offer a title?
Emhardt also sneered and, following the same thought process as Fisher, remarked,
"Even if she isn’t you, imagine this: last night Rafael was sleeping in the same bed as you, and today you only call her your friend... Ew, she’d definitely kill you for that."
"You... wait, what, you and she slept... you and she... no, I should say, what is the relationship between you and your Rafael?"
"She is my tail-matching partner."
"And Helair?"
"...Also."
"..."
As Fisher listened, her expression grew colder and colder. She silently raised the large hammer in her hand again, pointing it at the Fisher before her, and added,
"Indeed, it’s an illusion. I could never be like that... Or is he luring me into depravity, making me commit such lowly acts? Truly the work of a Demon, how filthy. Unfortunately, I am unwaveringly loyal to Helair and could never do such things, so you’ll be disappointed..."
The Book Princess beside her also nodded, as if unable to bear looking directly at the scene.
"..."
Fisher and Emhardt opened their mouths but found themselves momentarily speechless. After a brief silence, Emhardt turned to Fisher and said,
"Oh no, why do I now feel like you resemble more of a seductive illusion from the Demon side?"
"..."
"You should do some self-reflection."
"..."
Fisher didn’t answer, but he too surreptitiously observed the Fisher before him, finding that she was real in every sense.
She had a soul, physical form, and the same aura as himself, having entered the Mythical Rank through Chaos.
Beyond that, Fisher also began to notice a peculiar pattern: this Fisher exhibited traits completely opposite to his own, even down to the Book Princess beside her.
Emhardt disliked Paimon, while the Book Princess favored Paimon; Emhardt spoke hastily, with a tendency to curse without thinking, whereas the Book Princess was calm and spoke elegantly.
Fisher was not impatient, preferring to act after careful planning, whereas Fisher was impulsive, ready to take action herself despite the Book Princess’s attempts to dissuade her.
Crucially, he had deep connections with many ladies, while Fisher was unwaveringly devoted, solely fond of Helair, to the extent of marrying her (though Fisher didn’t quite understand why Helair was the one he married).
Fisher could vaguely sense, just as Fisher had sensed, that this bizarre phenomenon was undoubtedly linked to the Competitive Gate. But how could he bypass the other and enter the Dynasty?
The method within the scroll was: To defeat the unbeatable; does that mean defeating this Fisher before him is the key to entering the Dynasty?
After a moment’s pause, he asked in bewilderment,
"Helair is a female, right?"
"...Is your Helair a male?"
"Then do you know Elizabeth?"
"She and I amicably broke up, and she’s now the elder princess of the kingdom. We’re friends, but it’s been a long time since we’ve met."
"And Renie?"
"My dearest friend."
"Moli?"
"Just my student."
"Valentina?"
"You bastard! You haven’t been involved with all of them, have you?! You beast!! Demon!!"
Fisher could no longer stand it. She quickly raised her large hammer again, aiming it at Fisher, denouncing him fervently,
"Are you still a Nali person or not? Have you forgotten all that Sister Theresa taught you?! Wait, don’t tell me you weren’t raised by Sister Theresa but by some Kado people, hence your... licentiousness."
"..."
Perhaps the Nali she remembers and the Nali I’m from are not the same place, so the concepts of Nali and Kado are entirely opposite from what I’m used to?