Chapter 1689 - 127: Little Cake (2)

Of course, the response was to let Renie make the arrangements.

"Mainly because you’re by my side."

Upon hearing this, Renie gave a mischievous smile. Out of the corner of Fisher’s eye, he saw Renie’s toes in black cloth shoes slightly lift off the ground, as if Fisher’s words had lightened the gravity on her.

"Then follow the tour guide Renie; I actually want to see the places you used to stay earlier."

"The places I used to stay..." Fisher pondered for a moment, but suddenly felt there was nowhere significant to go. "It seems like it’s just the Royal College and Saint Nali University where I stayed the longest. Those places emphasize people more than things; otherwise, I wouldn’t have insulted Principal Damien at graduation."

"Doesn’t sound like a bad memory, does it?"

"Well, for back then, yes. But now, it seems meaningless. The more you know and the more you encounter, the mysteries you once sought and the things you wagered everything for suddenly become hollow and meaningless... So, Renie, I’ve always been curious. For a Divine, don’t you ever feel that way?"

Renie, holding Alicia’s hand, thought for a while, then smiled and said,

"Maybe, I don’t know."

"..."

"Because, you see, if you really count it, I’m not exactly a Divine. Be it the Mother Goddess humans worship, the Fake God opposed by the gods, or the leader revered by the stars, they all essentially are another existence. Compared to my predecessor, I’m actually more like a Witch holding only authority, bound by the Oath with the gods. In the long past, I couldn’t interfere with reality, couldn’t converse with any wisdom. So, for me, everything I’m experiencing now is brand new, so naturally, I don’t feel that way."

"I see."

"Fisher..."

Just as Fisher nodded in understanding, Renie before him suddenly seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

He lifted his head to look at Renie, who was smiling at him, and after contemplating for a while, she seemed to conclude or emphasize something,

"So, once my predecessor dies, everything of that existence turns to ashes, and even if humans remember them, even if the stars still worship them, gone is gone."

"..."

Fisher blinked, noting this down as necessary knowledge for her Infinite Authority.

The Spirit Realm holds too many secrets, and since he’ll have to find a pure soul for the child in Rafael’s womb, he might delve into it later; learning more now doesn’t hurt.

Actually, having Renie help find the pure soul for Rafael in the Spirit Realm isn’t impossible, but it sounds too irresponsible.

Having a Lady find the soul of a baby for the pregnant Rafael...

Such a thing, it’s better for the future Fisher to handle it himself.

For now, he was just out for a dessert with Renie.

"Little Alicia, is there anything you want to eat?"

"Eh, me? I’m... I’m okay with anything."

"And little Emhardt, you... hmm, forget it."

"Your mom!"

An irate Emhardt grumbled in Alicia’s arms, while Renie covered her mouth and chuckled like a true witch.

Despite her words, she still picked out appropriate gifts for Alicia and Emhardt.

She first picked a newly released issue of the "Nali Cardinal Journal" for Emhardt; he hadn’t read books recording cardinal knowledge before, but it suited his taste.

And the pastry shop Renie used to frequent was still open. She gleamed with joy, picking out some desserts for herself and Alicia, and then sat outside to enjoy a delicately packed little cake from a small box.

Seeing Alicia carefully using her tiny hands to bring the cake to her mouth, Renie rested her chin in her palm and laughed, making Alicia think maybe there were crumbs on her lips, her little face turning slightly red with embarrassment.

Renie seemed to really like children.

Back in the Southern Ocean when they met the Crabman Lingna, Fisher could also easily see her fondness.

Emhardt lay on the table reading, Renie watched Alicia, and Fisher watched Renie.

But in the next moment, as if Renie knew Fisher was watching her, she turned to meet his gaze and asked,

"How about you, is there any gift you want?"

"Speaking of which, you’ve always been in the Spirit Realm, where did you get the money?"

"A lady’s little treasury, gentlemen don’t ask~"

"You don’t seem like someone who saves money; surely you don’t secretly take some from the bank every time you come to reality?"

Fisher rubbed his chin, analyzing with a lack of romanticism, which made Renie pout, but she soon grinned mischievously,

"What if I said I took it from the treasury of the Golden Palace?"

"...What?"

Fisher blinked in confusion, watching as Renie played with Narliou banknotes like flipping through cards; each bill bore Elizabeth’s likeness, and in a daze, it seemed as if Elizabeth was looking at him from the notes.