Free Web NovelChapter 1425: Chapter 47: The Secret of the Soul
"Fermat Baha, Fermat Baha!"
"Woo! Woo! Woo!"
Temporarily moving his gaze away from the distant and cold Northern Realm, back to the South Continent, crossing lands and oceans.
At this moment, within the Red Dragon Court at the southern end of the South Continent, the atmosphere was fervent. In this not-so-spacious nation nestled in a corner, numerous Red Dragon Court paper effigies, dyed with some natural red pigment, were fluttering in the breeze.
This was a ritual tradition inherited after the establishment of the Red Dragon Court, a tradition that helps promote unity, making the Red Dragon Court more cohesive.
Looking out from the window of Fisher’s room, the surface of the dragon heads floating in the sky was entwined with several transparent threads, the other end tied to the hands of many Red Dragon Court citizens shouting on the street below.
It was Fisher’s first time seeing such a scene, but it wasn’t his first time participating in a ritual of similar nature; it’s just that activities concerning other deities were new to him.
During his childhood in the church, Sister Theresa often took him to participate in various services and festivals. Many demi-humans in the South Continent naturally worshipped Fermat Baha, just like the belief in the Frost Phoenix in the Northern Realm. On the other hand, the Western Continent’s faith was more singular, and followers of different beliefs displayed distinctly different personality traits.
For example, Alagina, who solely worshipped the Frost Phoenix, was broad-minded in accepting demi-humans, emphasizing the bonds of family, love, and friendship; whereas the ocean subhumans who believed in Ramasitia exhibited a simple honesty and benevolence. Interestingly, the Whale-man Species may have inherited the true personality of this God of Hundred Forms, resulting in a serene demeanor inclined towards idleness and indolence (excluding Xuan Can).
In the South Continent, although the belief in Fermat Baha was interrupted for historical reasons, his character continued to thrive in the blood of the Dragon-man Species within the Dragon Court.
Fermat Baha’s belief gave Fisher a very complex feeling, akin to "a fierce tiger sniffing roses," appearing somewhat contradictory, especially in Rafael.
Specifically, it manifested as seeming wild and clamorous on the surface, but actually being delicate and gentle inside.
Thinking about these various notions, the magic circuit in Fisher’s body gradually dimmed, as though the lively scene outside had slowly calmed his thoughts.
At this moment, Fisher was sitting shirtless at his desk, positioned close against the window sill, revealing the bright morning sky outside.
The desk placed before the window sill was a habit Fisher had since his time in Saint Nali, as it helped him to think and clear his mind, particularly now, his mind was remarkably clear, like a sage that history remembers.
On the bed beside him, the disheveled bedding wrapped around Rafael’s weary figure, under the shadow of the morning sun, her slightly dim dragon horns and sweet sleeping face revealed—whenever she rested, the pair of horns that were part of her soul would undergo corresponding changes, a conclusion Fisher reached after observing over time.
Interestingly, she had been busy with affairs of the Dragon Court war lately, running around everywhere, and yesterday was no different; it wasn’t until dawn that she returned to lay beside Fisher.
In Fisher’s usual thought process, if you’re extremely exhausted and return to rest, you should just fall asleep immediately; however, this didn’t seem to be the case for the Dragon-man Species.
Every day upon returning to Fisher, the first thing Rafael did was attend to him, often multiple times, as if this was part of her way to unwind or rest.
Only after being thoroughly satisfied did she happily drift into a deep sleep, then after a brief rest, she would be re-energized and fully revitalized.
This was the lifestyle of the Dragon-man Species, making it hard for Fisher, a human, to understand. Fortunately, he had already reached the Mythical Rank, and who knows how high his Reproduction Rank was, so Rafael’s demands seemed like a mere trifle to him, easily overlooked.
Today was no different; she soon fell into a deep sleep after seeking him out, leaving Fisher to enjoy a peaceful morning alone.
Emhardt rested outside; a few days ago, Rafael, to prevent this annoyingly intrusive figure from ruining her plans at night, specially arranged a room for him, assigning him a book to stay in a room...
This idea likely arose several nights ago, when Rafael, returning enthusiastically to Fisher’s room at night ready to wash away her fatigue, saw Emhardt asleep on Fisher’s bed.
But this arrangement was fine; it gave him a good chance to study the Completion Manual thoroughly. ƒreewebɳovel.com
At this moment, Fisher’s mind was unusually clear, and upon confirming that the Life Completion Manual was unreadable, he temporarily turned his attention to the Soul Completion Manual he had.
He had already read this manual before but hadn’t finished it completely, leaving some loose ends, because back then, his soul’s quality or rank was insufficient to continue reading the subsequent content, so he put it aside for the moment. freewebnovel.cσ๓
He still remembered reading to the part where Caleb Wuz conceived the idea of heading to the Red Dragon Court to enter the Spirit Realm, as if the Spirit Realm was a destination for members of the Creation Society. They believed firmly that the way home was somewhere within the Spirit Realm.
