"Fischer, she's right in front..."

After Mir came to report the news, Fisher followed her to another room in the Blessing Tower. There was no professional demi-human doctor in the Blessing Tower, not to mention Ingrid's identity was sensitive, so

It was Jasmine who gave her the treatment directly.

"According to Lady Jasmine, the human lady's body is no longer seriously injured, but her soul has been slightly affected. I don't know why. Maybe it's related to those group of... demons?"

Mill did not go to the previous coast, and of course he did not know what the specific situation was just now. He could only repeat Jasmine's original words to Fisher.

Fisher nodded and did not respond, because perhaps the impact on Ingrid's soul was related to him, but the specific situation would not be known until he saw her in person.

Emhard stood on his shoulder, looking ahead seriously and nervously, carefully looking at everyone around him. Even Mil suspected that Heller was pretending to be there. Every time he looked at

When he sees someone, he will whisper to Fisher in a low voice,

"Look, Fisher, does this person look like Baimon? Hey, that person also looks a bit like..."

"..."

Fisher quickly arrived at the door of Ingrid's room, opened the door, and revealed a small room facing the sun. The room was relatively simple, with only a bed in the middle. His face was pale and his expression was painful.

Ingrid lay on it.

When the door opened, Ingrid immediately sat up in a panic, covered half of her face with the quilt, and looked at Fisher and his group at the door with trembling eyes.

"Uncle...uncle?"

Ingrid hesitated for a moment, and finally tentatively called Fisher's name. Fisher nodded, and responded expressionlessly as Emhardt looked at her carefully,

"Don't call me husband anymore?"

Hearing this, her face immediately turned pale and rosy. She pouted, glared at Fisher, and said,

"Uncle, you clearly know that I am being coerced... Although you are indeed good-looking, very powerful, and have a good temperament, you are too unhuman and not my type...

And I always feel that being with you will be a lot of trouble... Those two demi-humans scared me to death, they almost wanted to kill me, you know?!"

Okay, you really picked it up.

Fisher smiled slightly and did not answer the question, but after his joke, Ingrid's condition seemed to be better, and she was not as distracted as before.

Seeing that the other party's condition was improving, Fisher also spoke frankly and got to the point.

"You were captured by Narli's army after we separated, right? Did you meet that General Barbatos?"

"Yes! Uncle, I saw...and not only the general, but also another...chief of staff? His name was...Agares...They are all so scary...

They asked those three guys to bring me to Longting, saying they wanted to take some photos, but in fact they wanted to bring you a message..."

"Besides the two of them, are there any other 'people' that scare you?"

"In addition to the two of them... there seems to be a big inner court official named Diane. I don't know if it is with Nali... but I feel... that inner court official is not scary at all, and he doesn't seem to be.

I know the specific situation here, so..."

Are you an inner court official whose identity you are still unsure of...

Even if that inner court officer is excluded first, there is nothing wrong with Fisher's previous analysis. A conservative estimate is that he will have to face two eighteenth-level demon gods.

"I understand... But now, what did you see that made you so scared?"

"I saw it! I saw it!"

As soon as she mentioned this, Ingrid's little face turned pale. She shook her head in panic and said quickly to Fisher,

"You...are those two guys. The two guys who followed me are not dead yet...they have that...some kind of Duke's blessing. They became so weird that their heads were chopped off.

..They don’t know where they fled to, they look like a puddle of flesh and blood...Ah, there’s more! And there’s more!”

As Ingrid thought about it, she suddenly thought of something and said to Fisher,

"That's the news I just asked this dragon to tell you! At the beginning of that ceremony, I saw a huge pillar of fire... But that pillar of fire was locked up. Originally, that pillar of fire was locked up.

That ritual was to directly summon the terrifying... Agares, but for some reason, it was replaced by... a very strange blonde woman. I saw the shadow of that woman next to the pillar of fire.

Well...she said her name was 'Baimon' and she had something to say to Fisher."

"Baimon! Fisher, close your ears!

Don't be deceived by her, you will definitely be played by her! Come on, close your ears, everyone!"

Emhardt quickly flew over Fisher's head, opened the pages of his book, and tried to cover Fisher's ears like an earmuff. But due to the structure of the book, he couldn't do it anyway.

, and Fisher took him down speechlessly, apparently ignoring his opinions.

He just looked at Ingrid, paused for a moment and then asked,

"What...did she say to you?"

Ingrid swallowed, and then said to Fisher with a trembling voice,

"She said she knew you weren't ready yet, so this was just a small reminder. She changed the summoning ritual to... a demon who was still locked in the abyss, so the ritual wouldn't work anyway

Successful, but she won't be able to help you next time...

"She said, [The game] is still going on, don't forget that...that's all."

Emhardt listened, his heart almost flying out of the book cover.

"Game?! Fisher! How dare you play a game with her?! You, you, you are so brave. What are you playing? Isn't it because some part of your body is missing?"

Compared to Emhardt's worry and collapse, Fisher seemed very calm. He frowned and fell into deep thought.

Of course he knows what game Heller is talking about...

"One price, three gifts"

But when he left the sanctuary, three fingers on Heller's hand had been broken off, so does this mean that two of the three gifts have been consumed?

But, what are the two gifts for oneself?

What is the corresponding price?

Tsk, this bad woman is really...

For some reason, Heller's beautiful smiling face suddenly flashed through Fisher's mind...

But at this moment, he seemed to have the same feeling as Emhart.

Perhaps her alluring pair of blue-gold scattered holes are hiding somewhere, staring closely at her, watching her every move.

But no matter what, this will still return to a problem that Fisher can't solve...

What is Heller's purpose?

"...I see."

But he did not dwell on this completely clueless question, and did not continue the topic. Instead, he said to the unlucky reporter in front of him who was as frightened as a little chicken,

"I didn't understand many things here before, so I agreed to let you enter the factory, which ended up putting you in danger. But you are lucky. At least your life was saved, and it may prevent you from being so dumbfounded in the future.

Qing, you know how to keep yourself safe..."

Ingrid nodded quickly. Only when she faced something terrible could she be woken up. Previously, this guy wanted to come to Longting with Fisher regardless of life and death, but now he sheds tears only after seeing the coffin. It is estimated that a lot of tears will fall in his heart.

shadowed,

"Uuuu, uncle, I was wrong...I won't dare to do it next time...I want to go back to Shivali's hometown to farm, wuwu...I will never be a reporter again..."

"It's not like..."

Fischer, dumbfounded, took Emhardt, who had been hitting him on the shoulder and wanted to know the inside story of the game between him and Heller, in his hand and stuffed it into his arms, and then suggested to her,

"For the next period of time, you should stay in Longting. Don't move around at will. This place is no better than Shivali or other places. If you are not careful, I will not be responsible for what happens. When you settle down, I will

I’ll find a way to send you back.”

"Hmm... um. By the way, those two demons are not dead yet. They are hiding somewhere. Uncle, you..."

"Those two guys are not real demons, they are just servants who serve them. They are just a greater threat to you ordinary people... I will deal with it, don't worry..."

"Um..."

"winter!"

At this moment, the door behind Fisher was slowly pushed open a little, and Ingrid immediately shrank into the quilt to hide. Fisher and Mill both looked back, and saw a figure in the door.

A big, watery eye was staring at everyone in the room.

"Jasmine?"

Fisher spoke doubtfully, and the whale-like girl outside the door who flapped her long ears did not expect that there were so many people here.

After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door and said sheepishly,

"Teacher Fisher..."

Mil was a little surprised, so he subconsciously asked,

"Lord Jasmine, didn't you tell Lord Rafael earlier that you had something to do? Why...oh..."

As she was talking, she saw Jasmine looking at Fisher next to her. No matter how slow Mill was, he should have noticed something.
To be continued...