Chapter 1798 - 162: Her Prophecy

"Is this... how the research is done?"

Inside Valentina’s room, her somewhat shy voice echoed. As one turned their gaze inward, they could see Valentina on the bed stretching her wings, displaying them as clearly as possible for Fisher to observe.

"Yes, stay still for now, Valentina."

Fisher squinted slightly, examining the azure feathers on her outstretched wings.

The massive wings of the Phoenix Species actually don’t extend from the sides of the butterfly bones but rather extend from the spine down to around the waist. However, since the wings need to be folded, the appearance doesn’t differ much.

Fisher had witnessed Necolia’s phoenix wings thousands of years ago, and although she generally had a low presence, back when Tangze Asuka went down to the river to bathe, Fisher had been so attentive, worried she might encounter danger, that he scrutinized her phoenix form completely.

In comparison, Valentina’s wings were much smaller than Necolia’s, and the feather color was also significantly different, whether due to a dilution of the bloodline or because each Phoenix is inherently different.

Feeling Fisher’s focused and probing gaze, Valentina awkwardly twitched her wings.

Well, although it’s nice that he’s distracted from his previous worries, isn’t he a bit too serious, showing no hint of charm...

Yes, at first, Valentina thought the so-called research was just a playful game between them as a couple, but once things got started, she realized he genuinely considered her a research subject.

Am I really that lacking in allure, saying you’d come at night, and you really did come at night?

Valentina mused with conflict while Fisher stroked his chin, tracing the feathers emanating a chill, discovering that, in reality, phoenix wings don’t generate frost by themselves, but their temperature is relatively low.

The frost during flight is probably due to their wings’ temperature dropping while flying at high speed, causing the water in the air to condense?

Fisher didn’t quite understand this aspect, yet he found the construction of the Phoenix Species incredibly fascinating.

However, seeing the wings extending from Valentina’s waist, there were a few tail feathers extending downward, the long feathers part of her wings, draped over her slightly raised hips like garments, usually hidden within her curled-up wings, so Fisher hadn’t noticed them before.

As for the legs...

"Valentina, can you take off your shoes?"

"Huh?"

Valentina blushed, lightly biting her red lip but still nodded, slowly curling her legs, untying the buckles of her short boots.

This feels... a bit embarrassing...

Valentina’s throat moved, feeling embarrassed at heart, as her hand’s motions slowed further.

Previously, during the Holy Marriage, her legs were numb, and during such intimate moments, her legs felt like a burden. To prevent her from sensing her own imperfections, Fisher carefully avoided looking that way, allowing her to stay completely immersed in the love without realizing her flaw.

So now, this seemed to be the first time Fisher brought up such a thing...

Could it be, Fisher likes feet?

Her own feet... could men really have a liking for these?

While Valentina felt puzzled inside, Fisher said, at this moment,

"I’ve been curious, do the feet of the Phoenix Clan resemble bird claws..."

"Not at all!"

Valentina froze slightly, then puffed her cheeks in anger as she looked up at him, seemingly wishing to punch him, quickening the removal of her short boots in a show of proof, revealing the little feet wrapped in white socks.

The tight white socks outlined her five toes, appearing delicate and cute.

"See, they’re not those scary things!"

Valentina pouted and placed one foot in front of him, possibly recalling the time before entering the Wutong Tree when she and Fisher discussed her fear of turning into a huge ice chicken, a subject that had likely given her nightmares, resulting in a strong reaction now.

"Alright, alright, I was just suspicious, after all, the feet of the Grey Bird Species are shaped like bird claws, they just made specialized shoes to adapt to them."

Fisher reached out and grabbed her mischievous little foot, the cold, silky feel of the white sock stirring his thoughts, confirming his suspicion.

He had previously considered a matter, that other demi-humans need to walk long distances on their feet, so structurally, the feet must be more suited for movement, the condition of the feet reflecting, to some extent, an individual’s physical health and athletic abilities.

In the past, Saint Nali had conducted related research, studying why men have a sexual preference for women’s feet. One reason was that a good arch and feet conditions could demonstrate a woman’s health status.

But because the phoenixes have wings, many times they rely on wings for movement, so there’s little use for the feet. Moreover, Valentina’s legs were originally disabled, lacking the structural features typical of physical activity, having a refined, rarely-used appearance.