Fisher had a dream.

He dreamed that many years earlier, within a few years of his separation from Elizabeth, before she had led her army to battle Schwally, he had overcome his hesitation and sent the letter to the Golden Palace, which had not been sent for a long time.

He dreamed that Elizabeth had come to his rental house from the Golden Palace in a golden carriage, and threw herself into his arms with great joy, as if all these years of estrangement could be dissolved by a simple letter from him.

He dreamed that she had taken her back to the Golden Palace to face her father and brother, and that after all the years, the young man in the ivory tower was finally able to stand on his own, and to prove to Godlin that he was the young talent worthy of Elizabeth.

At that time, Elizabeth, who was standing beside him, would look at Fisher with a radiant gaze, and then change her relatives' minds with her own determination when they wavered.

He dreamed that they were naturally married, and with Godling's acquiescence and in the spotlight of the Nari crowd, the eldest princess of the empire tied the knot with the disciple of the great magician, and became an enviable couple.

He dreamed that Elizabeth was wearing a very beautiful wedding dress, and when she lowered her head under the witness of the loving eyes of the Mother Goddess, and when the white veil as white as snow was lifted by Fisher, he could see her elaborate makeup, her pink red lips slightly upturned, and her eyes full of brilliance and emotion.

Beside him, Archbishop St. Nari had the honor of witnessing this ceremony, holding the Genesis Sutra in his hand, and solemnly asked the newlyweds in front of him,

"Elizabeth Godling, will you be the lawful wife of the man in front of you, and whether you are poor, rich, healthy, or sick, you will be with him, love him, and respect him until death separates you?"

"I do."

He dreamed that Elizabeth would say this without thinking, holding his hand tightly.

The archbishop nodded, then turned to look at the other newcomer,

"Fisher Benavides, are you willing to be the legal husband of the woman in front of you, and in the future, in good times and bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, young or old, you will be together through thick and thin, through thick and thin, through thick and thin, and as lifelong companions?"

"I do."

He dreamed that he replied without thinking, and out of his mouth was a promise as sweet as honey.

He dreamed that they had done a long ritual and had been busy all day in the grand national broadcast, until the noise had dissipated little by little at night, leaving warm time for their own time.

He dreamed that Elizabeth had drunk a lot of wine, so he snuggled up to him with some weakness and told him about the feelings he had not had time to confide in all these years.

And when all was left with them, he dreamed that Elizabeth gently stretched out her hand, took his cheek, and looked at him with loving eyes, and she said,

"Fisher, I give you everything I have, and you will always be with me in the future. You're going to be my husband, the father of my children, my only family, the one I love the most, okay? ”

He dreamed that she asked for warm love from him, and when he bowed his head and promised, she offered her warm lips to be one with him.

He couldn't remember the specific process, or was the primitive process of reproduction not what he wanted to dream of in the first place?

He only dreamed and felt the burning love from her, and he dreamed that Elizabeth whispered to his cheek more than once, and she murmured and moaned to Fisher,

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you so much that death can't separate us, Fisher"

In that misty dream, Fisher's consciousness, which seemed to be drowning in a filthy oil stain, could not hear the words at all. He just suddenly felt a little stuffiness in his chest, and when he was uncomfortable and tightened to the limit, his consciousness became more sober.

So the next second he opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was the gauze tent at the head of the bed that swayed slightly with the morning breeze.

It was still before dawn, and only the gray sky outside the window was visible to Fisher, who did not like it at this time, and always felt that the sun was too gray before it rose, but generally speaking, whenever he woke up at this time, he would have a sweet fragrance by his side as a comfort.

This time was no exception.

At this moment, Fisher's body was wearing strands of long golden hair that were scattered, and above the long golden hair was the lotus arm that the owner of the long hair had put on Fisher's body excessively, who was it not Her Majesty Elizabeth.

However, even when it comes to sleep, Her Majesty Elizabeth's sleeping position can be regarded as elegant, although the arms and face are resting on Fisher's chest and shoulders, but in fact this action is more like snuggling, compared to the octopus-style "no grace".

On the bed next to it, the empty dinner plates, the bedding stacked on top of each other, the sheets that folded like layers of waves, and the silk balls that had been crumpled into balls and apparently used all told the story of the previous night.

He blinked in a daze, his body was awakened from a long night's sleep, and he raised his hand to grasp the arm on his body, but because of this simple action, he also woke up the person next to the pillow.

"Buzz"

In the next second, Elizabeth, who was snuggling up to him, suddenly opened her bright, hollow golden eyes and looked at Fisher beside her.

Soon, a rare look of satisfaction was revealed, she smiled slightly, squinted her eyes again, pressed her face against Fisher's chest, and held his palm with her palm, and said softly,

"Good morning, Fisher."

"Good morning."

Elizabeth closed her eyes, as if she was still adjusting in the afterglow of sleep, so that Fisher couldn't help but look at her and ask,

"Still sleepy?"

Elizabeth nodded in his arms, and her voice sounded dull,

"A little, but it's still early, let me lie down a little longer."

"Okay."

After Fisher agreed, Elizabeth, who was lying in his arms, seemed to laugh again,

"Huh."

"Laughing at what?"

"I ate well last night, and I want to do it tonight."

It's all sprinkled water for Fisher, let alone tonight, and even now it doesn't matter, he can even last all day.

If you think about it, although all the extraordinary characteristics of his body have been restored by the blessing of Azanrose, there is no sense of abscuration in this regard.

Isn't that an extraordinary feature?

Fisher thought so, but such a short fugue time would be caught by Elizabeth, she raised her eyes to look at the thinking Fisher, gently reached out and pinched his chin, turned it in the direction of looking at the ceiling to look at herself, and then the movement of her hand turned into a gentle stroke,

"What are you thinking, so focused, you can't wait now, and you're looking forward to the evening?"

"I thought I had a dream."

"Dreams? What is it about? ”

Elizabeth looked patiently at Fisher, waiting for his next step, and he hesitated for a moment, not repeating the sweetness of the dream, but thinking of Renee's earlier proposal.

He adjusted his wording for a moment, and then said,

"Elizabeth, one day in the future, would you like to leave and live with me in a far, far away place?"

"Far away? How far away? ”

I don't know, it's just a hypothesis, so there's only one concept. If you have to say it, it should be farther than the end of the world and the cape. ”

Elizabeth blinked, smiled and agreed without thinking,

"Okay, I'd like to go with you."

"Is that so?"

"But." Elizabeth, who was in his arms, nodded her chin and whispered, "That should be a long time later." ”

"After a long time?"

"Well, when our child is born, we will educate this newborn little prince and princess to adulthood. Then I will hand over Nari and her people to him, and I will leave with you, no matter how far away. ”

Fisher thought about it for a moment, and added a more stringent condition to this assumption,

"What if it wasn't that long, before we had children?"

"Well, if that's the case, it's a bit of a frustration. Although I will also see my child as an independent individual, in essence, as an extension of my bloodline, he will eventually have my thoughts and inherit everything I have in terms of blood and personal education."

"Can't you let go of Nari?"

"It's not that I can't let go of Nari, it's that Nari can't let go of me. Although it may seem to you that I killed my relatives and usurped power entirely for my own sake, and I do not deny it, I know what it means to be 'responsible'. I promised Damian to do better than Dexter, and I vowed to the people to change everything about Nari, and it wasn't something I could easily leave behind, and I had to be accountable to them. ”

Elizabeth looked straight at Fisher in front of her, Fisher could also hear that she was not joking, he nodded, in fact, her words also strengthened his refusal to flee in a sense,

"That's right."

Elizabeth tilted her head, looked at Fisher in front of her, and suddenly wondered,

"Why do you suddenly ask this, do you think it's boring to stay in the Golden Palace?"

"It's okay, I just want to ask, who told me to have a dream last night."

"Dreams are a reflection of reality, thinking about it day and dreaming at night, does this mean that your subconscious mind thinks so?"

Elizabeth's eyes were hollow, as if she was scrutinizing the man in front of her in detail, but after a pause, she only blinked, as if she had found nothing.

She had some doubts, but she didn't show them, and said so.

This suddenly made Fisher realize that her prosthetic eye didn't seem to be working as intended.

Five years ago, when she was in Nari, her prosthetic eye could not distort Fisher's desires, but she could observe his physical reflection in detail, and even his unspoken feelings for Jasmine were seen through by her prosthetic eye.

But now, she actually used a "guessing" tone to tell a possibility, as if she didn't get any information from Fisher

Could it be that the function of the prosthetic eye did not work for him?

But when she was in the church in Chitl City with Valentina, she was obviously able to find her location through the ability of her prosthetic eye

And so on, as if there is a slight difference between the functions of these two prosthetic eyes.

Previously, in Chitl City, he was looking at the illusion left by the prosthetic eye, so that when she looked at the seat, Elizabeth could also spot the gaze of the presence looking at the seat from the perspective of the seat.

That is, the subject who sees himself here is Elizabeth, not Pandora's prosthetic eye.

It may be a little difficult to understand this, but to think about it, it is known that both Pandora's prosthetic eye and Elizabeth are conscious, and Pandora's prosthetic eye, as Elizabeth's eye, helps her see foreign objects.

In the process, what is seen is actually seen by both Elizabeth and the prosthetic eye.

Elizabeth saw the sight, and the prosthetic eye also saw the vision, and she was able to use her ability to discover the deeper information in the vision and pass it on to Elizabeth, so she was able to use the prosthetic eye to discover the hidden details in detail.

And now, perhaps because Fisher is wrapped in a secret blessing, he is subjectively emotionally connected to Elizabeth and not Pandora's prosthetic eye.

So, in fact, only Elizabeth can see him now, and as a subjective consciousness, Pandora's prosthetic eye cannot detect and observe him, which also causes Elizabeth to no longer rely on the ability of the prosthetic eye to analyze whether Fisher is lying and what he is thinking?

This is a bit exaggerated, and to be honest, if it weren't for the drag of that "reverted to normality", this blessing would definitely be very exaggerated.

In fact, under Renee's prompting, he felt that this drag could actually be avoided, but what conditions needed to be met.

Otherwise, because he had to fight against the chaos of the invasion, he had to read the Supplemental Manual, and to complete the Supplemental Manual, he needed to meet the conditions for reading, and when he met the conditions for reading, he would be discovered by the Chaotic Gods and blocked from it, and in order to avoid being blocked by the Chaos Artifact, he wrapped the Secret Blessing, and as a result, he could not read the Supplementary Manual and meet the conditions for reading.

Isn't this a meaningless closed loop?

Yaren Niangkong shouldn't be so boring, and use the blessings of gods who are even more powerful than Ramastia to trick him, otherwise he would really have to say "good play".

"By the way, Fisher."

But in the middle of thinking for a second or two in his mind, Elizabeth next to her blinked, but as if she thought of something, she opened her mouth to Fisher,

"You said earlier that you were going to live in a far, far away place"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"In the assumption of this scenario, it's just the two of us leaving, right?"

Elizabeth looked at Fisher with a smile on her face, as if there was some deeper meaning in the sentence that was not indicated.

“.”

Fisher opened his mouth, and was suddenly asked by Elizabeth's words, not knowing what to answer.

Well, that

In fact, he wants to leave with all the women in a relationship? At the time of the prophecy of the end of the world?

Oh my God, I'm afraid that at that time, the destruction of the world will be counted, and they will have to fight several rounds of fierce contradictions in the "Ark" team.

He didn't dare to think about it, but at this moment, in the face of Elizabeth's smiling expression, knowing that her prosthetic eyes could no longer judge whether he was lying or not, he had more confidence in his heart, and said,

"Of course, it's just me and you."

"Great"

Elizabeth put her arms around his neck contentedly, kissed him on the lips lovingly, and said happily,

"I love you, Fisher."

“.”

At this moment, listening to Elizabeth's contented words, Fisher suddenly felt some guilt in his heart.

Because he suddenly discovered that Elizabeth would still subconsciously believe in herself after losing the judgment of her prosthetic eye, and it was so easily satisfied.

Look at yourself

Fisher was not to be judged, but Elizabeth had already thought that the early lover had said this to herself because he did not want to be locked up in the Golden Palace, she raised her body a little, thought for a moment, and then suddenly proposed,

"If you don't want to stay in the Golden Palace, how about I take you to the royal private beach in a few days?" Just the two of us, I'll take you to have a good time, and by the way, I'll take me a vacation."

"Honeymoon?"

Her hollow golden eyes curled in anticipation.

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