Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1682 - 124: Dianne_3

Even the uncanny feeling towards Dianne seemed to arise from some instinct within him, without knowing where it came from. Rationally, Fisher simply found it odd that Dianne privately entered Elizabeth’s bedroom and appeared to be searching for something.

He suddenly thought of those demons infiltrating the Demon Dynasty’s Nali. Could this inner court chief before him also be one of Helair’s dispatched demons?

"Tsk..."

In the next second, Dianne, standing in the room, suddenly clicked her tongue lightly, as if her unfathomable emotions, like the ocean, revealed a ripple visible to the naked eye.

Then, this inner court chief uttered a strange sentence,

"...Has that ’coward’ already found it?"

Coward?

What coward, who is the coward?

Fisher blinked in confusion, but it seemed that Dianne no longer intended to linger.

She swiftly turned her head, causing Fisher to sidestep slightly by the door—a move akin to hiding one’s ears to steal a bell. But fortunately, Dianne could not perceive his existence, treating him like mere air.

Turning around, Dianne’s demeanor abruptly shifted, transforming from the monster clad in human skin back into the loyal inner court chief Fisher had previously seen.

She hurriedly left Elizabeth’s bedroom, as if nothing had transpired, simply delivering something per the Empress’s directive.

But she failed to realize that Fisher had witnessed the entirety of events unfold.

"Crack, crack..."

"..."

With the closing of the hall door, Dianne, the inner court chief, vanished from sight, leaving Fisher uneasy for a long time.

Something’s not right...

There’s a profound sense of unease.

He now realized that the situation corresponded to what he envisioned before arriving here; the complexity within the Golden Palace was beyond imagination.

An aware relic, an inner court chief who, while acting loyally beside Elizabeth daily, behaved suspiciously?

He stroked his chin, forgoing his meal, and looked towards the bedroom. Rising, he entered the bedroom as she had, inspecting the surroundings, pondering Dianne’s identity and possible motives.

No matter her origin or identity, analyzing her purpose led to two chief possibilities.

One possibility: she’s targeting Fisher.

This scenario stems from Helair and the Demon Dynasty. Imprisoned at the dynasty’s base, she might still dispatch enchanting demons to monitor outsiders, especially watching Fisher. However, wrapped by Blessing, Helair’s charming demons couldn’t detect him, inadvertently revealing true reactions.

Another possibility is she originates from different factions, potentially even those coveting Chaos. Lifeforce Chaos began associating with Alicia; perhaps other chaos origins find agents, too?

Especially given the activation of the Doomsday Prophecy and the burning Gap—Nali can’t see the fiery scenes, but the weakened Spirit Realm defenses are palpable. Could something strange enter?

The second possibility: she’s targeting Elizabeth.

On reflection, Elizabeth possesses Pandora’s Artificial Eye. If Dianne has problems, her eye’s source must surpass the Artificial Eye’s tier. Pandora reached a Nineteenth Rank Angel before death, thus anything higher must be Chaos... Fisher can’t conceive other possibilities...

Wait, Chaos Species might fit the theory—they seek refuge in reality, don’t they?

Both possibilities hold logical ground and to some degree explain Dianne’s actions.

If targeting Fisher, she must have sought traces enshrouded by the Hidden Blessing.

If targeting Elizabeth, could she be searching for something Elizabeth concealed...

Perhaps the cup depicted frequently but never revealed in true form in the painting?

Of course, it could be other things.

Mulling over this, Fisher, like Dianne, meticulously examined potential hiding spots within the room.

Standing where Dianne stood, he surveyed the area silently, then crouched to see if anything was hidden beneath the bed.

Upon inspection, a wooden box lurking beneath the bed frame instantly filled his vision, his pupils constricting slightly.

Indeed, something’s here?

Fisher gasped, never imagining his fortuitous luck, finding Elizabeth’s hidden possession by mere happenstance.

But without supernatural powers, he couldn’t discern the box’s aura, seeing it merely as an ordinary, plain wooden box...

Hmm, it certainly appears suspicious.

Elizabeth—of all people—hiding something like this?

This triggered Fisher’s vigilance; he promptly hefted the weighty box onto the floor and carefully unlatched its lock.

As the box opened, it seemed to emit countless holy lights enough to blind Fisher instantly...

However, the fact was, the box emitted no holy glow, and with a single glance, Fisher darkened his face and slammed the box shut.

"Click!"

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, as if doubting his perception, momentarily unwilling, he reopened the box.

Yet reality remained indifferent to his wishes; inside reappeared the myriad toys of varying sizes, models intended for lonesome amusement.

"..."