Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1664 - 119: Old Woman (3)

She was like a madwoman, attacking animals and people with a knife. The expression on her face as she savored and analyzed the blood she swallowed would remain etched in Vileli’s memory forever. Grandfather couldn’t bear to stop her with magic, so he tried to intervene by hand, only to be cut by her knife...

It was after that incident that grandfather’s health began to decline day by day, even though he had been so vigorous before, yet within just a year...

It’s all the fault of this monster in front of us!!

But after all, this was a funeral. Even though she was full of resentment, Vileli did not show it outwardly. She had already vented enough in the past.

She only glared at Alicia with hatred before leaning into her husband’s embrace and closing her eyes. Even the seat she originally had next to Alicia was changed so that her husband sat between her and Alicia.

Alicia pursed her lips, sensing her sister’s pure malice. At only five years old, she felt particularly helpless.

But she said nothing, silently walking to her assigned seat and sitting upright. She glanced at the two seats beside her, which belonged to Queen Elizabeth and her older brother...

However, didn’t grandfather say that her older brother might never return openly? Why is there still a seat for him?

It wasn’t just Little Alicia who was puzzled; Damian, who had entered and noticed this as well, frowned and asked Vileli’s husband,

"Why is Fisher’s seat also here? Has he returned?"

"Oh, you mean... oh, we don’t know either. It was... Her Majesty who arranged it this way, but didn’t interfere with the funeral process, so..."

"Her Majesty?"

Damian was slightly taken aback, feeling a bit more uneasy upon hearing that Elizabeth had arranged it.

He felt some guilt towards Fisher. Back then, they had assisted Elizabeth in seizing power, not realizing it would drive Helson’s only beloved disciple to flee Nali. He hadn’t returned for five years, not even seeing Helson off before he passed away.

So now, what is Her Majesty doing this for...

Damian couldn’t help but swallow hard, silently praying to the Mother Goddess, hoping Elizabeth wouldn’t do anything outlandish at Helson’s funeral, otherwise...

"Her Majesty!!"

"The Empress has arrived!"

At that moment, a sea of voices, either surprised or admiring, surged from behind. When the people seated in the front row finally looked back, they only saw the dignitaries in the back standing one by one.

"Your Majesty!"

Even before seeing the principal herself, everyone instinctively stood up. On the church floor in the morning, a sunlight-like majesty flooded in, quickly making it hard for people to breathe.

At only five years old, Alicia was very short, and this feeling was even more pronounced for her. Even while standing up in a daze, she could only see the backs of the adults in the second row turning back around, towards that elder sister she hadn’t seen in a long time.

It wasn’t until the person entering from the front raised a hand that all the greetings began to subside, leaving only the unhurried sound of footsteps clear in the silent atmosphere...

As the steps gradually approached, a lady in a pure black long dress with neatly arranged, low-key golden hair accessories came slowly to the front with a faint smile. For the sake of solemnity, she wore a black veil, resting on her bun.

Behind her were the priest holding the Creation Scripture and the prayer staff. When she slowly sat down next to Alicia, a strong fragrance filled Alicia’s nostrils. The dignitaries behind her followed suit in sitting down, while the priest and the prayer staff who initially followed her moved heavily forward to Helson’s crystal coffin, preparing for the upcoming funeral proceedings.

"Your Majesty."

"Your respected Majesty."

"Empress..."

"My condolences, please be seated."

The Vileli couple and Damian greeted her, and Alicia mimicked their gestures. Elizabeth, however, seemed to not even glance at her, expressing condolences to all of Helson’s family and friends before quietly watching the front.

It seems this elder sister had already forgotten about her, even though they had clearly met before.

Alicia thought so, assuming Elizabeth had forgotten her, and thus climbed onto the seat next to Elizabeth, quietly awaiting the beginning of the funeral.

But in the next moment, Elizabeth beside her suddenly spoke softly,

"Little Alicia, we meet again."

"Oh, Your Majesty, I..."

"I have a small question I want to ask you."

"Oh, what question?"

"The book in your arms, did it come from a man named Fisher Benavides?"

"Oh?"

Alicia was slightly stunned; Emhardt, pretending to be lifeless in her arms, shivered as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Alicia looked fearfully towards Elizabeth beside her, but saw her still smiling and facing forward. However, those eyes flashing with an eerie golden hue were already moving slightly toward Alicia, looking alive yet bearing a profound emptiness, probing for an answer she seemed to already know.

"..."

Amidst Alicia’s blank mind, the priest before her slowly opened the Creation Scripture, preparing to officiate Helson’s funeral ceremony.

...

...

At the back of the chapel, Fisher had just hidden the dangerous item in an unknown spot and was now sneaking back behind the chapel, where the gifts were stored, about ten meters behind the Mother Goddess Statue.

From there, he could faintly hear the sounds coming from the front, the dialogues of the dignitaries. However, due to structural issues, Fisher couldn’t directly see the scene in front. The chapel seemed hastily constructed; there should be a spot from which to see such a place.

And Valentina...

"Huh, I left it behind the family caravan last night, how is it gone now? Was it discovered... Damn, I planned to let that foolish ex get triggered properly after the funeral."

"..."

"I’m not stupid, okay? How could they possibly discover it? I investigated beforehand; those transporting these items are Golden Palace servants, rushing to deliver them in the morning; they wouldn’t check the prayers on the gifts. Those noble dignitaries wouldn’t either; they might’ve just arrived themselves..."

"..."

"If worse comes to worst, I’ll write another one now. I must let that guy see... How dare she threaten me in the letter, saying she kissed and spent the night with Fisher while I was playing with toy cars at the Turand family! As if Fisher is her husband now! That old woman... Yes, I’ll write just like this, how did I not think of it before, she’s over thirty now..."

Fisher froze in place, clearly recognizing this all-too-familiar voice, yet for a moment, he dared not speak.

He just couldn’t grasp why Valentina was here muttering to herself so bizarrely.

He carefully felt his way towards the source of the faint sounds, swallowing hard before quickly seeing a figure in a black veil dress, wearing a large black hat, crouching among a heap of gifts, stealthily searching for something, whispering as she checked...

And the figure before him clearly wasn’t a Phoenix, but a... human?

Fisher blinked, thinking that.