Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1404 - 41: Elf in the Mind_4

Her trembling grew faster, accompanied by more and more teardrops, and she curled up in pain, trying to ease the agony from her heart.

"Wuwu...wuwu..."

The wings behind Valentina seemed to feel her sorrow, gradually folding until completely enveloping her.

But that wasn’t enough...

Suddenly, she felt as if everything she had gained now was meaningless, as if breaking away from the Turand Family, dispelling the curse, and restoring her body weren’t enough, weren’t bringing her happiness, weren’t enough compared to the illusory joy she felt that night with the Dream Magic left by her Mother.

Was that illusion so beautiful it was enticing?

No, perhaps it was because at that moment, the companion in the illusion was real. And now, everything she owned was real, except the person beside her had retreated into the illusion of memories, making it impossible for her to grasp his trace.

"Wuwu..."

She lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face, her heart aching as if it were being pierced, the more she remembered, the more painful it became, the more she thought, the more suffocated she felt.

She sobbed, regretting the pledges he’d made to her.

"I... I don’t want the ring anymore... I don’t want to go see the Colorful Winged Whale... Fisher..."

Naively, she might deceive herself, wondering if returning all she had demanded would mean the cost of those demands would be returned to her.

But the empty room was so silent, it gave no reply to her remorse and sorrow.

Only the fate of the ancestors who once cherished her gave her a response.

In those heart-wrenching cries of despair, Valentina’s heart was in darkness, but her vision grew brighter, as if "reality" was bringing about an extra change in her eyes.

"Buzzing!"

In her gradually brightening vision, Valentina seemed to see a thriving city rising like the Sun, where the flag of Nali flew.

She saw strange, blood-like machinery passing through, saw a creature using its tail to extract some substance from a middle-aged gentleman on a bed, saw a Golden Sword broken into several pieces, held by an extremely powerful being.

Approaching her were world-shattering tsunamis, numerous figures suspended in the Sky changing the color of the world, looking expressionlessly downward, yet Valentina couldn’t discern their features, nor their identities...

"The prophecy of annihilation... the end is coming, no one can escape it..."

Then, she heard a desperate cry from nowhere.

"Mother Goddess, bless us! Mother Goddess!"

Afterward, she heard thousands of devout prayers, smelled a pleasant fragrance.

"Ware sô sunawati hi sô...ninsô...shujô sô..."

Finally, she heard extremely chaotic, incomprehensible mutterings.

When she wanted to trace the direction of the sound and found it was coming from the Sky, she raised her head to see what was making the sound...

But what she saw was a struggling, writhing, contracting crimson that seemed to want to swallow everything in the pitch-black starry sky.

"Ah!!"

In an instant, Valentina’s mind felt like it was being pierced by ten thousand silver needles, causing intense pain.

That crimson power was so strong, instantly traversing the illusory lines of fate and pounding directly onto Valentina’s body.

She painfully clutched her head, her brain repeating those maddening mutterings, as if they would burst out of Valentina’s head.

"Ding ding ding~"

Just as she was in such agony as to want to die immediately, a clear bell rang suddenly by her ear.

Pink flowers bloomed all over her body instantaneously, and when they vanished once more, Valentina’s state warmed up again, as if going back to a minute before she had seen those prophecies.

Yet the content of those prophecies was already deeply etched into her mind.

"You...trivial Phoenix...what did you see...that could cause chaos in the Spirit Realm...cough cough..."

"It’s the prophecy, Phoenix’s proph...wait a second, you..."

It was at this moment, a weak child’s voice appeared in Valentina’s mind, one she was extremely familiar with, like she had just seen it...

No, she really had seen it!

"Tao?"

"...It’s me."

"You...how...wait, you’re in my mind? Still talking, is this an illusion?"

"No...just out of necessity, I transferred my consciousness temporarily to you from Mother’s tree roots."

"So you are...a ghost now?"

"Pretty much, truth is I already died long ago, it’s all due to Mother’s affection and that damned Chaos, by a twist of fate my branches grew again from Mother’s roots."

"In detail? How did you...achieve this?"

"In detail...it’s irrelevant to you, why ask so many questions?"

"My husband, my husband died. I want to know...is there a way to bring him back?"

"Want me to resurrect your loved one?"

"Yes!"

Valentina grasped Hope and sat up from the bed, ignoring why Tao appeared in her mind, asking this first, leaving the Tao in her mind speechless.

After a moment of silence, Tao reluctantly said,

"When did your husband die, how did he die, tell me the specifics."

"My husband is Fisher Benavides, he..."

"Wait!"

But before she finished her words, the Tao in her mind suddenly became agitated, almost in disbelief, speaking emphatically to Valentina,

"Trivial Phoenix, say once more, what is your husband’s name?"

"Fisher... Fisher Benavides, what’s wrong?"

"..."

In her mind, a strange silence ensued.

"...Tao?"

A few seconds later, Valentina couldn’t help but inquire again,

"I...I’ll continue..."

"Heh, you don’t need to, trivial..."

In her mind, Tao spoke with a mocking laugh, though Valentina keenly noticed the tone seemed off, like gritted teeth.

"...hunted by Death...Transferee...chaotic aura...World Tree’s teardrop..."

"So this is how it is...this is how it is..."

In her mind, Tao’s murmurs came through continuously, as if she figured out something, leaving Valentina, who was deeply concerned for Fisher and thought she held Hope, feeling restless and she couldn’t help but ask,

"What do you mean...what have you been saying..."

"I know, trivial, don’t interrupt my pondering...there are two pieces of news now, a good news and a bad news, I want to give you the good news first."

"Good news?"

"The good news is, your ghostly husband is still alive, and doing well."

"What are you talking about?! Fisher is alive, then...where is he now? How is he? How did you..."

"Don’t rush, there’s also bad news..."

"Tell me."

"The bad news is, although he may be alive now, he’s not far from dying..."

Tao’s words, that could anger anyone at this point, suddenly became very serious, she said,

"Chaos, may have already set eyes on him."

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