The moment he felt Milica hugging him, Fisher was slightly stunned, but he still gently reached out and grabbed her shoulders to pull away a more polite distance. It was at this moment that he had the opportunity to take a closer look at the student in front of him who he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Long time no see, Mirika."

"You are, Mr. Fisher, and I've been worried about you ever since you and Jasmine left St. Nari, and Her Majesty Elizabeth wanted you and you were dismissed, especially Isabel, I heard that she seems to have been kidnapped by pirates at sea, and I don't know about her."

"She should be fine now, I left Isabel in the care of the Iceberg Queen, and she has a good relationship with me."

"That's right."

Seeing that Milica in front of him had no tendency to lean over again, Fisher gently let go of her shoulder, after all, he had promised Rafael that he would no longer have contact with new women, not to mention that he had only regarded Milica as a student he knew for a long time, so naturally it was impossible for him to behave as Emhardt thought, he just said,

"I'll be back this time"

"Teacher Fisher must have come back this time to attend Master Haytham's funeral, right?"

Before he could finish his words, Mirika spoke up in advance, making him nod his head and admit,

"Well, because I haven't been back for a long time, and even the news of the teacher is still known through overseas friends, and I have just arrived in Saint-Nari, and I don't know much about the situation in these years, so what is the situation of Mr. Haytham all these years?"

"Well, in fact, soon after you left St. Nari, Master Helson announced his retirement, refused to be retained by Her Majesty Elizabeth and the Griffin New Party, and returned to his native city of Chitel, where he spent his days in retirement. After that, Master Haytham was not often in the public eye, until this time he died suddenly. ”

Fisher looked at Mirika in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he still asked,

"In other words, Mr. Haytham is real."

"Well, of course it's true." Listening to Fisher's question, Mirika didn't react at first, but after a second or two, she opened her mouth wide and said, "Are you worried about Her Majesty Elizabeth?" ”

“.”

Fisher didn't respond, but it was more like acquiescence, making Mirika more determined. Even though there were only two of them in the room, she still had to turn her head to look around, as if she was afraid that someone else would hear it.

"Well, Mr. Fisher, the death of Master Haytham must be true, because Dad sent members of the church to Chitl City a week ago. Not only did his death be confirmed, but he also took over the task of presiding over the funeral. But Mr. Fisher, if you are going to a funeral, you should be careful of Her Majesty Elizabeth. Ever since she came to power, I've always felt . She's getting more and more terrifying, and even more so this year that even Dad doesn't dare to see her. ”

"Terrible?"

"Well, anyway, I can't say it, a few years ago, my father took me to her birthday party, but every time I see her, I also have a creepy feeling, I always feel that she is staring at me all the time, every time I have this thought, my body is as stiff as turning into stone, so I don't dare to go again. Although the people loved her, both Daddy, Principal Damian, and the ministers were increasingly afraid of her."

Mirika hesitated for a moment, glanced cautiously at Fisher, and finally whispered,

"They're all secretly saying it in private. Her Majesty Elizabeth was cursed for slaughtering too many blood relatives and was no longer human. ”

“.”

From Millica's mouth, Fisher was able to get a glimpse of what the upper classes of St. Narri thought of Elizabeth today, which sounded very different from the cult of personality of the ordinary Narry masses and the middle class.

Of course, perhaps the reason for these fears of these people comes from the prosthetic eyes that Elizabeth now wears.

After going through the events of 10,000 years ago, Fisher knew that the prosthetic eye seemed to be related to the archangel Pandora, who had died in the ideal country.

So the question is, Pandora and Lemuel died together in the underground of the Ideal Kingdom, so how did that holy relic be forged? What's more, it seems to be a teardrop relic, which Emhart said earlier could communicate with, could it be that the angel found another teardrop that disappeared in the Ideal Country?

He had forgotten to ask Helel about this, and while she didn't know how to forge relics, she should have known all about the history of the time.

"I see, yes, one more thing"

After that, Fisher did not forget to show the map to Mirika, and lived up to his expectations, as a child raised by the Archbishop, her father had more than once taken her in and out of the cathedral that ordinary people had never had the opportunity to visit, so she quickly recognized the place depicted on the map.

The place left for Fisher by the subhumans was beneath the cathedral, the resting place for the souls of the faithful.

Hearing this answer, Fisher seemed a little surprised, which meant that what the Asian mother had left him was under Teresa's ashes depository. The resting place of the church is divided into two parts, above ground and underground, and the ground is mainly used to mourn the family and friends of the sleepers, and it is this place where Fisher used to visit Teresa.

Access to that place was also strictly restricted, and not only were the sleeper's family members eligible, but entry was also by appointment, of course, not needed by a powerful person like Elizabeth, who was there when Fisher first met Elizabeth.

And the underground, as the true resting place of the souls of the devout believers in the Mother God Cult, is forbidden to all outsiders, which is the real destination of Fisher this time.

"Okay, I'll go over and have a look now, and after that, you"

Fisher, who got the answer, quickly stood up, he thanked Mirika, and after a few words of greeting to confirm the other party's current state and get the answer he needed, he was about to leave, and Milica pursed her lips, watching him suddenly interrupt,

"Wait, Mr. Fisher, my father and I are going to Master Haytham for the funeral of Master Haytham later, and I can take you in, maybe even bypassing Her Majesty Elizabeth."

"Then your father will have a headache."

If the little one's father knew that she was going to get involved in the affair between himself and Elizabeth, he would probably forget the teachings of the Mother Goddess and would clean up Mirika.

Mirika stuck out her tongue when she heard this, but she didn't refute it again, but she still said a little unwillingly,

"This is something I want to help you myself, and it has nothing to do with my father."

"Yes, but your father has something to do with you. He loves you very much, don't let him down. ”

"He doesn't love me, he loves his archbishop."

Fisher was noncommittal, just smiled and said,

"If he didn't love you, he wouldn't have asked me to tutor you in math, after all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that your math level is hopeless, but at least he hasn't given up treatment at that time, and is willing to spend a lot of money to try it. Although in the end it still failed. ”

"Mr. Fisher!! I. If you do this again, I will accuse you of sneaking to the boudoir of the Holy Maiden!! And tell Her Majesty Elizabeth about it! ”

Mirika blushed and clenched her fists angrily to complain, she was angry when her old bottom was revealed, but Fisher had already walked to the door at this moment, and said with a smile again,

"You must be the one who is unlucky."

"Hmph, you don't know how real I can make up."

"No, you don't know Elizabeth."

Fisher wanted to push the door and leave, but behind him, Mirika's voice hesitated for a moment before it came,

Also, Mr. Fisher, do you know about Jasmine all these years, has she returned to the sea? No, how did it affect you? ”

Fisher was slightly stunned, then turned her head again to look at Mirika who was a little worried on the bed, obviously, she hadn't let go of what happened five years ago, her two friends, all of them had been away from her life overnight.

But perhaps at this moment, with Fisher's return, everything should be a little easier,

"She's fine, I promise."

"Yes."

In the end, Mirika couldn't help but smile, and said with some relief,

"That's great."

"Oh my God, Fisher, you know what, I was almost ready to tell that little human girl about you taking care of Jasmine to bed. Is it called Mirika? I wondered what kind of expression she would have when she knew. ”

Fisher changed his face once more, and walked silently down the hallway of the church. He was a little unfamiliar with the complex structure of this place, and could only follow the few references in his memory to get as close to the destination as possible, and at this moment, Emhart, who had been hanging up in his arms, finally poked his head out and muttered.

Fisher glanced at him and said expressionlessly,

"You've been accusing Hellaire most of the time, but I think you're still infected by her, right? Your 'fear that the world will not be chaotic' looks exactly the same as her, have you become her fan brother? ”

"Phew! It's unlucky! I'm just trying to be honest, Bymon is for fun's sake, and likes to make things up and deceive, can it be the same? Don't tarnish people's innocence out of thin air! ”

"Hehe, seek truth from facts." Fisher sneered, then continued, "Didn't you say what I was going to do to my students before, don't you see my attitude towards Mirika now?" Is this also your truth? ”

"No, I think the reason you don't feel for her is just because she's not subhuman."

“.”

Emhart said with dead fish eyes. Fisher was silent for a moment, as if he had no words to refute for a while, and did not respond until several seconds later,

"And what about Elizabeth, do I like her because she has some subhuman blood?"

"How do you feel that you are the same as you are now? At that time, you and I sounded quite pure, but now I can't say it. Hey, what are you going to do? Oh, if you can't say it!! ”

Fisher gently reached out and gave him a bit of a sense of knowledge, causing him to retract into his suit in a fit of rage to avoid Fisher's clutches.

And Fisher didn't bother to tease him anymore, because at this moment, after bypassing the many guards on the outside, he had already arrived in front of the sleeping memorial in the church.

This was a place he had frequented since he had been eighteen, except that he had always entered through a different door than he had taken through the Virgin Choir's quarters. Perhaps Sir Shu was right, he was no longer eighteen-year-old Fisher, at least it was natural that he would not have entered and exited the Virgin's Quarters like this then.

Just looking at the long-lost place in front of him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his expression became a little solemn.

It was the afternoon break, so there was no one near the memorial, so he pushed open the door of the memorial, revealing a large stone wall engraved with the name of the sleeper, and the statue of the mother goddess in the center of the stone wall.

His pace slowed until the door behind him slowly closed, and Emhart, who was in his arms, stood familiarly on his right shoulder, looking around curiously, seeing that no one had come out of his arms.

In front of a wall, at the edge of the wall, a small stone box was engraved with all that he had before he was eighteen years old.

[Thank you for giving me a home when I am lonely, even if you are gone and I am alone again, you will always be my family. 】

[In memory of: Teresa Benavides, a great and devout nun.] 】

【Fisher Benavides】

This is the tombstone of Mother Teresa, the place of remembrance.

"This is Teresa's sleeping place. Wait, haven't we all been gone for five years, and you see that there are still a lot of burned ashes under this stone box, and there are other orphans besides you who have come to visit her? ”

Emhart turned his head and asked, and Fisher raised his eyebrows in surprise, he shook his head and said,

"Teresa did everything by me, and the rest of the church school didn't bother to participate in the tedious church sleep process, they didn't even know where Teresa was sleeping. But there should be a record of the priest's confession over there. ”

Still, Fisher was a little unsure, so he walked over to the wooden table in front of him and checked the note of the priest on duty who had written there. As part of the appointment, the prayers brought by the believer's family to be burned should be recorded.

Following the serial number of Teresa's tombstone, Fisher quickly flipped through the record book in it, and in the next second, he opened his mouth, obviously with some surprise, even Emhart on his shoulder blinked, and then immediately turned his head to look at him.

For above that record, there was clearly a column with the same name: Elizabeth Godling.

A month ago, a copy of the indictment was burned; Two months ago, two copies of the notice were burned; Four months ago, a copy of the indictment was burned.

In the long run, although this record book only records this year's situation, it is clear that in the five years since Fisher left Nari, she has been here to take the place of Fisher, who could not be here, to burn a message for Teresa.

Generally speaking, the injunction tells what the living want to say to the dead, although Fisher does not know what Elizabeth wrote for Teresa, perhaps just to convey Fisher's current situation, or simply to express his thoughts about Teresa on behalf of Fisher

But at least, she had been here in place of Fisher for all these years to carry out his unfulfilled duties.

"Well, I now have to admit that your liking for Elizabeth back then may really have nothing to do with the so-called subhuman blood."

Emhart blinked. Fisher, on the other hand, couldn't help but look up at the rows of tables and chairs in front of the statue of the Mother Goddess, somewhere behind them, where they had first met one afternoon many years ago.

Let's go."

"Oh, okay."

After a moment of silence, Fisher slowly closed the notebook in front of him, and then he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and turned towards the unattended underground area.

The underground tomb was connected to the ground by a tunnel separated by a wooden door, and it took Fisher a long time to find the locked wooden door.

With a slight stretch of his hand, the lock fell to the ground like a fragment, revealing some cold space underneath.

Fisher grabbed Emhardt, and after he glanced back at Fisher with his dead fish eyes, he floated silently, his body lit up with a golden light, illuminating the space below like a small floating lamp.

Below it was more like a basement, with countless stacks of bottles and cans piled up on the ground, all of which were already covered with dust, and it was clear that no one had cleaned the place for a long time.

The surroundings were dry and cold, Emhart glanced around, but did not find any suspected secret room, except for the ashes, he couldn't help but shake his body and turned back and asked,

"I guess I'm mistaken, it's so narrow here, there's nothing. And didn't that little human girl say, this place was newly built later, and even if your predecessor left something, is it possible that it has been demolished? ”

"No way, she's not an ordinary person."

Yaren Niangkong has lived for so long, and she still talks and laughs with myths such as hook kisses, angels and elves, just looking at her so much owe but still lives for so long, you can see that her skills are extraordinary, how could it be that what was left behind was demolished by a group of human construction teams.

It's only possible that they haven't discovered the location of the vault yet.

But the problem is that Sidi said that he needs to come to the designated place to write the runes and read the runes to open the secret room, but it is all ashes and empty, where is he going to write?

Fisher's mind was spinning around the rune writing and pronunciation that he had memorized many times, and as he thought about it, he suddenly realized that the so-called "rune" seemed to be a text from the language used by the Asian people.

If nothing has been found for a long time to write a rune, then it is likely that it is a riddle, and it is very likely that the answer to the riddle is hidden in the meaning of this rune.

Fisher didn't know what the specific meaning of this rune was, but don't forget, he had just gotten a brand new feature in his sub-human mother's manual, which could translate the language used by sub-human mothers.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly reached out and took out the manual hidden in his arms, and while opening it, he reached out and manipulated the surface of his fingers to distort, seeping out a drop of blood as ink to write the symbol.

"Female" and "Horse".

He wrote the square symbol on the page of Yarenniang's completed manual one by one, and then, he opened his mouth softly and read the rhyme of this symbol,

“ma”

"Buzz"

In the next second, on the page of Yaren Niang's completed manual, the Chinese characters written by Fisher's blood began to twist unexpectedly, which meant that it did refer to some specific meanings and was being translated by Yaren Niang's complete manual.

And finally, the blood-red text gradually changed to Fisher's recognizable Nari language, which means:

"Mother"

The moment he saw the words, Fisher's pupils shrank slightly, and he frowned, and said in disbelief in Nari,

"Mother?"

"Click!"

The moment he spoke, in front of the catacomb, with the distortion of a strange force, a door that seemed to be hidden in an imperceptible secrecy slowly revealed its specific shape and appeared in front of Fisher. (End of chapter)