Looking at Helaire, who had completed the transformation in front of him, Fisher's heart became burning unconcealedly.

With the addition of the desire to reproduce in the mythical rank, her opening seemed not to be a simple word, but a temptation to provoke people's crimes.

The blazing flame of desire seemed to have turned into a pillar of fire to devour Fisher completely.

At this moment, his consciousness was like a boat floating in the raging sea.

The captain of the boat howled in the rainstorm, up and down against the ocean, struggling to hold on, and then shouted to Fisher,

"I can't hold on!! I'm going to be sunk!! ”

At this moment, his consciousness was like the artillery that was pushed to the front line in the war between Schwali and Nari, facing the endless enemy in front of him, and this artillery also shouted at Fisher,

"Commander! The enemy's attack is too fierce! I'm going to launch! ”

That's the degree, probably so urgent.

But fortunately, Fisher was not a beast out of control, and in the face of Helaire's temptation, he was still able to control it.

At least not here.

He thought so.

So on his face, Fisher avoided the beautiful Helaire who was looking at him at the moment with some embarrassment, and his words were brewing for a long time before they came out,

"yes, it's still that one or something... Easter..."

Hellel smiled and didn't move, just looking at him, gauging his reaction.

“… Didn't you say I'm going to give you a gift tonight, go get it now? ”

"Okay, okay, where?"

Hellel spoke.

"You should have noticed it in that camel, right?"

"No, after all, I'm not very sensitive to things like relics."

"I haven't said it's a holy thing yet."

Heller, who was exposed to the lie, did not panic at all, and only smiled naturally,

"This shows that we have a good guess, my dear."

Fisher didn't reply, only swallowed the rest of the food that Tang Ze left for him in front of him.

Then he did not have time to check that he had eaten enough, and he stood up and went with Hellel to the house where he had been before to get the gift he had prepared for her.

They walked down the stairs side by side, into the dimly lit but bustling Ideal Realm below.

The ideal country was full of residents walking around, talking, and playing with each other, and at this moment from the ground rose one thick branch after another, and the branches connected to the ground, but like a faucet, some kind of crystalline liquid kept dripping.

The smell of wine and the innumerable number of drunken inhabitants throughout the kingdom all indicate what the dripping liquid is.

Remembering that Fisher had entered the Peach Prince's enchantment before, in which they had seen Tsubaki's "shabby" tribute for the Elven King - of course, perhaps for the Elven King, it would be shabby to pay tribute without a large number of slaves to continue his life.

Among the offerings on Tsubaki is a kind of sake called "Iriki", and I wonder if it is the one that the residents of the Ideal Land drink today.

It was the wine and excitement that set up the festive mood, though Fisher didn't know if that was how Margaret's original festival was celebrated.

Seeing that others were drinking, Heller, who liked to join in the fun, naturally squeezed in, and came back with two bowls of fine wine in pottery.

"Would you like to try it? It smells good. ”

"Let's go back and talk about it."

Fisher reached out and naturally tried to take the bowl she was holding in her left hand and right hand, but to his surprise, Helaire gave him only one.

As Fisher looked inquiringly, she raised her free left hand and aimed it at Fisher's free right hand.

"Do you want to take a look at it, it's different from before."

What could be different?

What a cunning angel.

"Okay."

Fisher thought so, but the words and actions took her palm very naturally.

He only felt that Heller's bare hands were as soft as before, but now they seemed to be as hot as a ball of fire.

The burning heat followed the link between their hands and went straight to Fisher's heart.

"Bang bang. Bang."

He let out a sigh of relief, but that wasn't the end of it, she twisted her palm slightly, until she closed her fingers firmly.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

The whispering around him seemed to deepen with Helaire's contact at this moment, which may have been the result of Fisher's slight mental movement, but unlike before, he seemed a little intoxicated by it at this moment, and wanted to follow the whisper to an unknown place.

But fortunately, at this moment, Fisher and Heller, who had been walking hand in hand towards the original house, finally saw the strange dromedary at the edge of the house, and the originally sleepy camel came over with a light in his eyes and humming an affectionate song when he saw Heller.

Hellell smiled and touched its head, so that Fisher, who was holding a wine next to him, couldn't help but complain,

"This guy was kissing me before, but now he ignores me when he sees you, I really don't know why, is it just because of his eyes?"

"Is it because I'm cute?"

"It's a female camel."

"Who says that females can't like me cutely? I'd like you if Fisher were a woman, because you're cute. ”

“.”

Helaire took the stairs leading to the door of the room, and the voice of the response came from inside the room, only to hear her say,

"It's good, they haven't come back, it's just the two of us here."

Hearing this, Fisher reached out and fumbled for the small bag that was placed on the side of the dromedary in front of him, and then drew the glittering jewel crown with his fingers.

In the darkness, the light of the crown was so dazzling, although he had no talent for forging, and even the gems on it were thrown into it at random, but just as parents had a preference for their children and the author's work, Fisher also felt that he could forge it well.

He stroked the uneven jewel in the crown with one hand, and then walked up the stairs to the dimly lit room.

Helaire wasn't in the living room, and a faint voice came from Fisher's room.

“.”

Fisher's throat throbbed for a moment, and with the wine in his left hand and the beautiful crown in his right hand, he pushed open the half-hidden door with his feet, revealing the back of Helaire in it.

Fisher's bed was facing the window, revealing the dim glow of the moon outside.

The moon was dim and narrow, far from the moon he remembered in later generations.

This reminds Fisher that this is not the future, but the past.

In the darkness of the room, she turned her face slightly sideways, allowing the faint moonlight to cast a shadow on her beautiful face.

It was at this moment that she lifted the clay bowl full of wine, and in her throat, the elixir wine hung in the air and fell into her jade mouth.

After taking a sip of the wine, she blushed slightly, turned her head with a smile, and looked at the jewel crown in Fisher's hand.

"Ah, how do you know I like this kind of shiny thing?"

"Do you like it? I do not know. ”

"Because, I like everything you give."

Fisher placed the glass on the table next to her, then raised the crown in his hand, and looked at the halo that hung crookedly over her head, unlike any other angel, and suddenly made a mistake.

The crown is brought on, so what about this halo?

You can't occupy the magpie's nest and squeeze it out, as if this thing is quite important to the angels.

Undecided, Fisher tentatively lifted the crown in her hand, and then the crooked halo on her head seemed to sense his movements, and circled around Helaire's head.

As the halo swirled, Fisher felt a sudden suction, and he let go of the crown in his hand, allowing it to slowly levitate over her.

The aura seemed to be very happy and excited, circling around the floating crown, and from time to time it bumped into it with its body, causing some light to shine on the surface of the crown.

It wasn't until the halo encircled the crown like a sun ring, and changed into the same slightly skewed shape on Helaire's head, that she turned her head generously for Fisher to take in her beauty.

At this moment, Herel is like a holy angel, the mother of believers, the morning light of the rising east, bringing down God's blessings to the world.

At this moment, Helaire was like a beautiful king, and his blue-gold eyes seemed to contain the knowledge and mysteries of an entire universe, so deep that Fisher longed to sink into them to find out.

At this moment, Helaire was like an evil demon, and his intoxicating smile like fine wine was an iron hook from hell, and he clung to Fisher's soul to fall with him.

Looking at Heller, who was so dazzling with the crown in front of him, Fisher was speechless for a moment, and after a long pause, he continued,

"This relic was forged by Sorobatar, but the final process was put into the gemstone molding, and I didn't know it would be a crown......"

At this moment, the desire has subsided slightly, and the next sentence may be sincere,

"But the good thing is that you look good in it."

Helaire covered her mouth and chuckled, the halo around the crown on her head shrank little by little, until it was completely entangled, and then the originally lifeless jewel above it lit up in turn, as if at this moment, the crown became the halo on her head.

On the bed, a little jade-like skin appeared in her loose white robe, which was a jade foot she poked out, and she opened her mouth softly as Fisher's gaze was dragged away.

"Thank you, I love your gift..."

"If you like it."

Before Fisher could finish his words, an extremely soft morning light flashed before his eyes, and the morning light was warm, enveloping Fisher like a cloud and pulling towards Helaire himself.

He didn't resist, and obediently approached her on the bed, just a stone's throw away from her scent. In her sudden seductive scent, her soft fingers gently swiped over Fisher's body, from top to bottom, ending at Fisher's waist,

"You're still wondering, dear"

"Confused?"

Where her fingers swept, there was a slight itch like an electric shock, and for some reason, the sensation penetrated deep into his soul, casting a dark shadow over his eyes, accompanied by the whispers that began to ring in his ears.

Maybe when his mind fluctuates, the unstable factors in his body will become agitated? So he could feel this strange babbling and the madness that eroded his reason?

Fisher didn't know the answer, since he woke up yesterday, his time had been stolen by the bad angel of Helaire, until now.

"That's right, you're wondering what is causing us to be here, it's a mind that is outside of carnal desires at work.' It's all just fun, and she treats me as a pleasure,' 'I'm leaving soon, and she doesn't care about her sake,' 'It's all about desire.'"

As her words rang out, Fisher's heart quickened a little,

"You don't know, though I hate to know the future in advance, because that would be a lot less pleasant. But for you, I don't care if you know the future in advance

That's true, she suddenly doesn't seem to care if there are any surprises in the gift she gives, if she has been watching herself for the past four days, then she already knows that she will give the camel and the crown, right?

If she really cares about surprises, why should she have a seven-day appointment with herself in advance?

But there are so many secrets in her body that she seems to be buried in her heart forever and makes herself unpredictable.

Halfway through the words but not the reason for the game she helped herself

She was an evil angel, but undeniably so seductive.

In the dizziness, in the restless darkness, Fisher felt for the first time that he was being suppressed by a woman.

Everything else in the world, the noise outside, everything in the Ideal Country was quiet, as if it had vanished in the darkness under the moonlight.

It didn't seem to matter at this moment, except for the blue-gold dilated pupils and a nice fragrance to pour into his soul.

The next moment, Fisher felt her head drop and kiss her lips, as if she was going to devour Fisher from there.

"Po~"

With a kiss, a wisp of silver connected to the sound, and Helaire suddenly opened his mouth so meaninglessly,

"You will be mine, predestined from the moment you chose me, dear."

Fisher didn't have time to refresh her words, for he was soon pressed against the moonlit bed, making a slight "squeak" sound.

"Herd"

Fisher squeezed out a voice between his teeth, but the white robe that the other party slid down the moonlight waterfall was so easy to silence.

The dazzling beauty bloomed at this moment, but Helaire still bowed his head generously and let him look at it.

With a familiar evil smile, Fisher's body was about to burn out at this moment.

But that wasn't enough, Hellaire shook her finger and gently lifted the wine cup next to her, some of the condescending jade liquid fell into her mouth, but more slid down her body.

The falling elixir exudes a rich flavor that makes you want to taste it. Well, wine or body?

"Hahlel."

Fisher struggled unbearably to break free from her grip, but was unable to break through her defenses.

Faced with his request, Helaire did not refuse, she only condescendingly stretched out her hands to him, like an angel of the gospel from heaven.

At this moment, the crooked crown, which seemed to be one with the aura, returned to its place little by little, and became a state of integrity, dispelling her looseness and casualness together.

Bathed in darkness, she smiled and said,

"Leave everything you have to me, dear."

“.”

Fisher gritted his teeth, unable to hold back any longer, as if he had fallen into an intoxicating ocean that would not stop until he was suffocated.

The night is not yet deep, the festival outside is still the same, and no one has noticed that a touch of spring is quietly blooming.

"Mr. Fisher, I'll give you a lottery"

At this moment, a little girl panting outside the room came holding a basket full of easter eggs, who is it not Tang Ze Asuka?

She seemed to have been looking for Fisher for a long time, because she didn't see him or Helaire when she returned to the tower, so she searched all the way.

But as she got a little closer to the room in front of her, a slight sound from it made her feet plunge into the ground like nails.

She opened her mouth, and froze in place, gasping for breath.

It wasn't until a long time had passed that she pursed her lips and looked at the red-painted eggs in her arms and the smiling Easter bunny she had sewn.

The rabbit laughed, but for some reason it seemed to smile too deeply, and the decoration on its face was too heavy, making it a little similar

Well, Joker.

(End of chapter)