Looking at Heller who had completed the transformation in front of him, Fisher's heart became uncontrollably hot.

Boosted by the desire to reproduce at the mythical level, her words seemed not to be a simple word, but a temptation to commit a crime.

The burning fire of desire seemed to have turned into a pillar of fire to completely engulf Fisher.

At this moment, his consciousness was like a small boat struggling to float in the violent ocean.

The captain of the small boat howled in the heavy rain, facing the ocean ups and downs, struggling to hold on, and then shouted to Fisher,

"I can't hold on any longer!

I'm going to be sunk!

"

At this moment, his consciousness was like the artillery that was pushed to the front line during the war between Shivali and Narli. Facing a steady stream of enemies ahead, the artillery also shouted at Fisher,

"Commander! The enemy's attack is too fierce! I'm going to launch!"

To this extent, it is probably such an urgency.

But fortunately, Fisher was not an out-of-control beast. Faced with Heller's temptation, he was still able to control it.

At least not here

He thought so.

So on the surface, Fisher looked a little embarrassed and avoided the beautiful Heller who was looking at him at the moment. His words also took a long time to come out.

"Yeah, today is the same thing...Easter..."

Heller smiled and remained motionless, just looking at him and gauging his reaction.

"...Didn't I promise to give you a gift tonight? Go get it now."

"Okay, okay, where is it?"

Heller spoke.

"You should have noticed it on that camel, right?"

"No, after all, I'm not very keen on things like sacred objects."

"I didn't say it was a holy object."

Heller didn't panic at all when his lie was exposed, he just smiled naturally and said,

"This shows that we are in tune with each other and can guess accurately, my dear."

Fisher didn't reply and just swallowed whole the remaining food that Karasawa left for him.

Then, without even having time to check whether he had eaten enough, he stood up and wanted to go with Heller to the previous house to get the gift prepared for her.

They walked down the stairs side by side and entered the dim but lively Utopia below.

The Utopia is full of residents walking around, talking and playing with each other. At this time, one thick branch after another rises from the ground. The branches are connected to the ground, but like a faucet, they are constantly dripping some kind of crystal clear water.

of liquid.

The strong aroma of wine exuding throughout the country and the countless drunken residents all indicate what the liquid dripping from it is.

I still remember that Fisher had previously entered Taogong's realm, where they had seen the "shabby" tributes that Chun had provided to the Elf King - of course, perhaps for the Elf King, tributes without a large number of slaves to sustain his life were useless.

It's shabby.

Among the things offered on Chun Shang was a fine wine called "Rumu". I don't know if it is the kind of wine that residents of the Utopia drink now.

It is this kind of wine and excitement that embellishes the festive atmosphere, although Fisher does not know whether the festival in Margaret's original world is celebrated like this.

Seeing others drinking, Heller, who liked to join in the fun, naturally squeezed in and imitated them using pottery to receive two bowls of wine.

"Here, would you like to try it? It smells delicious."

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Fisher stretched out his hand, naturally wanting to take the bowl she was holding in her left and right hands, but to his surprise, Heller only gave him one.

Just when Fisher was looking inquiringly, she raised her free left hand and pointed it at Fisher's free right hand.

"Would you like to see if it's any different from before?"

What else could be different?

What a cunning angel.

"good."

Fisher thought so, but his words and actions held her hand very naturally.

He only felt that Heller's hand was as soft as before, but now it seemed to be a little more burning like a ball of fire.

The burning heat was transmitted along the link between their hands, reaching Fisher's heart.

"Bang bang bang bang"

He let out a sigh of relief, but that wasn't the end yet. She actually twisted her palm slightly until her fingers were firmly closed together.

"Winter~winter~winter~"

The murmurs around him seemed to intensify at this moment with Heller's contact. This may be the result of Fisher's mind moving slightly, but unlike before, he actually seemed a little intoxicated by it at this moment, and just wanted to follow along. Those babbles lead to an unknown place.

But fortunately, at this moment, Fisher and Heller, who were holding hands and walking towards the original house, finally saw the strange dromedary camel at the edge of the house. Immediately after coming, his eyes lit up, and he came over humming a song affectionately.

Heller smiled and touched its head, causing Fisher, who was holding a drink next to him, to complain.

"This guy was kissing me before, but now I see that you are ignoring me and ignoring me. I really don't know why. Is it just because of eyesight?"

"Is it because I'm cute?"

"It's a female camel."

"Who said that females can't like me, who is cute? If Fisher were a female, I would also like you, because you are very cute."

""

Heller walked up the stairs leading to the door of the room first, and the replying voice came from inside the room. She only heard her say,

"That's great. None of them have come back. There are only two of us here."

After hearing this, Fisher reached out and fumbled with the small bag placed on the side of the dromedary in front of him, and then used his fingers to draw out the shining gem crown.

In the darkness, the light of the crown is so dazzling. Although he has no forging talent, even the gems on it are thrown in at will, but just like parents have preferences for their children, and authors have preferences for their own works, Fei Fei Scheer also felt that he was pretty good at forging.

He touched the uneven gems on the crown with one hand, then walked up the stairs and came to the dark room.

Heller was not in the living room, and faint sounds came from Fisher's room.

""

Fisher's throat surged for a moment, holding the wine in his left hand and holding the beautiful crown in his right hand, he pushed open the half-covered door with his foot, revealing Heller's back.

Fisher's bed faced the window, revealing the dimly glowing moon outside.

The moon was dim and narrow, far different from the moon in his memory in later generations.

This reminds Fisher that this is not the future, but the past.

In the darkness of the room, she turned her face slightly sideways, letting the faint moonlight cast a shadow outline on her beautiful face.

It was at this moment that she raised the pottery bowl filled with wine, and as her throat surged, the wine just hung in the air and fell into her mouth.

After taking a sip of the fine wine, she blushed slightly, turned her head with a smile, and looked at the jeweled crown in Fisher's hand.

"Ah, how did you know that I like this kind of shiny things?"

"Do you like it? I don't know."

"Because I like everything you give me."

Fisher placed the wine glass on the table next to her, then raised the crown in her hand. Looking at the halo hanging crookedly on her head, which was different from other angels, she suddenly felt troubled.

Now that the crown is on, what should we do with the halo?

You can't just occupy the magpie's nest and squeeze it out of the way. It seems that this thing is quite important to angels.

Undecided, Fisher tentatively raised the crown in her hand, and then the crooked halo on her head seemed to sense his movement and circled around Heller's head.

As the halo rotated, Fisher suddenly felt a suction, so he let go of the crown in his hand, letting the halo drag the crown to slowly float above her.

The halo seemed to be very happy and excited, spinning around the floating crown, and occasionally bumped it with his body, causing a little light to shine on the surface of the crown.

It wasn't until the halo surrounded the crown like a sun ring and changed to the same slightly tilted appearance on Heller's head that she turned her head generously and let Fisher take a look at her beauty.

At this moment, Helair is like a holy angel, the loving mother of believers, the morning light rising in the east, sending down God-given grace to the world.

At this moment, Heller was like a beautiful wise king. Those blue-gold eyes seemed to contain the knowledge and mysteries of the entire universe, so profound that Fisher was eager to sink into them to find out.

At this moment, Heller was like an evil demon. That smile as intoxicating as fine wine was an iron hook from hell, tightly grabbing Fisher's soul and asking him to fall with him.

Seeing the dazzling Heller wearing the crown in front of him, Fisher was speechless for a moment. After a long pause, he continued,

"The prototype of this sacred object was forged by Sorobato, but in the final process, I poured gemstones into it to shape it. I didn't know it would be a crown before..."

At this moment, the desire has subsided slightly, and the next sentence may be sincere,
To be continued...