Free Web NovelChapter 1492: Chapter 67: Whose Person_2
The furious Elliog paused slightly, the reflection of Fisher’s image in her eyes as she spoke without thinking,
"This is different!"
"...Can you be more specific?"
"I..."
Once again, Elliog’s tongue seemed to tie itself, unable to speak, but Fisher could clearly sense that the specific answer was always within her heart. However, that answer never turned into words that she could speak.
Even at the end of the conversation, this Demon God acted like a child, sulking and saying,
"Anyway, I said it, ah, I am different from her, just different!"
"..."
Fisher’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he simply didn’t understand why that answer couldn’t be spoken directly to him. Instead, they had to go around in circles, avoiding straightforward communication. This never solves the problem, and Elliog is probably aware of this, yet she still acts this way, which leaves Fisher completely puzzled...
"Hmm..."
Just as he was about to pursue the question further, Moli, who was sleeping soundly next to Fisher, furrowed her brow and let out a cute, uneasy whimper, as if questioning the noise outside, wondering why it was so loud.
The two exchanged a glance, and both tacitly fell silent, making Moli’s sudden sound appear like the whistle for "half-time pause," forcibly separating the two who were in heated debate, and dividing the conversation into two halves.
But "Moli the Referee" remained oblivious to this, satisfied to bury her head under the quilt after sensing the noise had subsided, snuggling closer to Fisher.
"..."
Elliog, already annoyed, extended her hand silently after witnessing this scene, gently pulling Moli by the back of her neck away from Fisher, only releasing after dragging her a considerable distance, then nonchalantly raising her head to look at Fisher, ready for conflict.
Originally ready to question Elliog, Fisher’s excitement unknowingly faded upon seeing her childish behavior, and his initially firm inquiry gradually dissipated, becoming nothing.
Thus, in the "second half," the two maintained a peculiar and silent agreement.
Elliog roughly didn’t know what to say, yet felt bothered, something evident from the pink fists constantly pounding on Fisher in her sleep-talk, mumbling something about dreams,
"Rafael...hit...Elizabeth...hit...hit you..."
"..."
It seems she was influenced by Elliog’s power, but honestly, Fisher himself didn’t seem to feel anything significant, except for a slight sensation the moment he entered.
After a long silence, it was Fisher who first broke it,
"Don’t you want to know how I came to know Helair?"
"No, I don’t want to know at all, ah, not at all."
Elliog’s tail swayed behind her as her expression turned disdainful, feeling the green seal was about to leap onto her head through Fisher’s words, but Fisher persisted in finishing the story,
"The reason I call her Helair isn’t because it’s an intimate nickname between us, but because that’s her real name, the name she had as an Angel when I met her... To escape Death’s embrace, I once went back in time, back to ten thousand years ago."
Fisher told Elliog roughly about these events, and Elliog was just short of covering her ears in rejection when Fisher mentioned "He went back ten thousand years," which genuinely surprised her.
Then, as she listened to his concise recount of going back in time, Elliog’s eyes scanned Fisher up and down in thought, and eventually concluded her own answer.
"...Back then, I didn’t know she was Paimon, nor did I know when she placed the seal on me, and I knew little about the Demon Species. But as I said, the relationship between her and me is indeed extraordinary... After I left the past, she waited for me for ten thousand years, up until now. I cannot and do not wish to let her down, so... I can’t make this choice, sorry, Elliog."
Actually, if one were to measure the depth of feelings between individuals, the correct answer is probably Helair, who waited and accompanied Fisher for unknown lengths of time, and who surpasses the nature of "fleeting romance" with Elliog.
However, greedy Fisher won’t give up on Elliog, because of that possessiveness, even if their time together was short, he still keeps the unclear relationship firmly in his heart. The higher the rank, the more he understands Elliog’s and demons’ powers, the more he wonders and remembers why Elliog gave herself to him back then.
When the story ended, he no longer spoke, silently waiting for Elliog’s response.
If, despite all this, she still seeks his answer, Fisher would rather refuse her help as he must avoid this choice.
After hearing everything, Elliog, contemplating, embracing herself, finally spoke as Fisher stopped narrating,
