Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1695 - 129: Elizabeth’s Banquet

"..."

Looking at Renie in front of him, whose eyes were trembling slightly and seemed to be shimmering with a hint of tears, Fisher found himself unable to respond at the moment because, subconsciously, he felt that the method of escape was not feasible.

Not to mention that no one probably knows what the specific situation beyond the boundary is like, it’s unclear whether the outside is Heaven or Hell for them.

Just taking into account the presence of the six chaos deities who are eyeing this world, neither Fisher nor the others could be counted on to change anything. Would they allow Renie, who possesses authority, to swagger out? Would the gods let her escape like that?

However, Fisher couldn’t harshly refute Renie’s idea because, at this moment, he could only see worry and fear in her eyes.

What was she afraid of?

Recalling all she had said to him today after their meeting, Fisher quickly realized the true emotions hidden beneath her seemingly natural demeanor.

She said that she wasn’t the former Mother Goddess, who’s selfless and loving, willing to sacrifice for this world, for humanity.

She cared about Fisher in front of her, which was why she felt fear, because once her consciousness dissipates, even though the infinite authority would give birth to another consciousness just like it birthed her, it ultimately wouldn’t be her vision, but that of another existence.

She feared that after she failed to prevent the outbreak of the Doomsday Prophecy, she herself, along with her memories and Fisher, would vanish into smoke and dust.

So, at this moment, the "Prince" who felt fear was actually Renie; she was the one who truly needed to make a choice.

"...Let me think this over, Renie."

It was for this reason that Fisher couldn’t give a definite answer.

If he said "yes," he’d be going against his own heart, but if he said "no," how could he reassure a Renie of divine authority not to feel fear?

An empty promise has no effect, and a painted cake has no taste.

He could only hold Renie’s hand and speak,

"There is still some time before true extinction, isn’t there? Give me a chance to try and think. If it really comes to that point, I am willing to take you away from here."

"Really?"

"Yes, I will be with you."

"..."

Renie tightened her grip on his hand. Since she said those words earlier, she had kept her eyes lowered, seemingly unfocused, only now gradually calming down,

"...I understand, I... am just a bit scared... Ha, does the word ’scared’ sound not quite fitting for the great Mother Goddess?"

"You’re not her, and precisely because you have the warning from her past experience, you fear becoming her."

Renie smiled slightly upon hearing this, whispering,

"...Yes, I am Renie, and simply just Renie."

Emhardt blinked, sensing the atmosphere beginning to flow again, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly flying out from Alicia’s embrace.

Renie glanced around, noticing that most of the audience nearby had already left. Her expression gradually returned to normal as she recovered the trace of fear and worry from earlier, saying,

"The show is over. Let’s go, Fisher."

"Alright."

Renie took the soft hand of Alicia beside her and stood up, leaving the theater in the face of the waiter’s smiling farewell akin to "Have a safe journey." It wasn’t yet dusk; the sun had tilted westward but hadn’t reached the point of a setting sun.

From Elizabeth’s obvious intention to have dinner with Fisher, it seemed there wouldn’t be any more activities afterwards. Yet Renie showed no other signs, simply holding Alicia’s hand and walking in the sunlight ahead, through the bustling streets, within Fisher’s gaze...

Looking around, the people of Saint Nali were still bustling for their livelihoods, and perhaps the biggest matters were that a family member had passed away, they got into legal trouble, or were contemplating divorce.

But generally, everything was still peaceful. No one knew that a Death God, ready to annihilate them all, awaited them in the not-so-distant future. Only the few who knew and bore the responsibility could feel this apprehension and tension, unable to dissolve it among the lightness around them, having to bear it alone.

Like paddling against the current, Renie walked far along this road, then smiled and looked at the bewildered Little Alicia beside her, asking,

"Alicia, did you have fun today?"

"Eh? Fun... fun?"

Alicia’s sleepy face even used a questioning tone for the words of her answer, causing Renie to chuckle lightly while covering her mouth.

And after receiving her answer, Renie, with a smiling face, turned her head back to look at Fisher, asking him the same question,

"What about you, Lord Fisher?"

"Shouldn’t I be the one asking you this question?"

"Ah, since that’s the case, I need to think carefully..."

She spread her five fingers open, like flaunting, displayed the silver ring on her middle finger, and came up with the corresponding answer,

"Pretty good, thanks for the hospitality."

"I’m glad you’re happy, Renie."

Renie smiled slightly, then said,

"Then, it’s time to send you back to the Golden Palace. Don’t forget the task I assigned to you; it’s crucial. If you don’t want to resort to methods that harm Little Alicia, you must hurry, and don’t get lost in affairs with Elizabeth. Moreover, you have to be careful of her. All my power is now invested in the plan, yet I still find Elizabeth’s presence odd. You must be more careful, Fisher."