Chapter 1715 - 136: The Floating Mouth

"Fisher, come try on this piece of clothing."

It was a leisurely afternoon in the Golden Palace, during early autumn when the temperature hadn’t quite dropped to freezing yet, and the heat of summer hadn’t completely faded. The atmosphere was most relaxing.

Elizabeth, surprisingly not working in the front hall, was instead in the bedroom, happily holding up a brown suit jacket as she moved to the living room, gesturing up and down to the somewhat speechless Fisher sitting on the sofa.

Honestly, in recent days Fisher had truly experienced what it meant to live without effort.

If he were any ordinary Nali, he would probably be immensely jealous of the life he was leading at that moment.

During this time, Elizabeth would, despite her busy work schedule, tirelessly buy all sorts of gifts for Fisher from outside. Although this was her residence, within a few days, the emptied wardrobe had filled up with countless new clothes Fisher hadn’t worn before.

Eat, wear, use—everything he asked for was provided for, even outdoing the Empress of the past Nali Emperors.

In return, seemingly aside from "duty" every night, there was nothing more Fisher had to offer.

The happiness from being pampered by a rich person was perhaps unimaginable to Fisher before, but being troubled now by the "Doomsday Prophecy," the joy he felt was significantly diluted.

"Try again? It’s the third outfit we’ve tried today; aren’t we supposed to be heading out?"

Fisher spoke with mixed feelings, as from morning he’d been asked by Elizabeth to choose clothes, and by noon he’d tried on the ones she found appealing. Just after Fisher started to change jackets, Elizabeth couldn’t help but pounce over for some "daytime duty."

After indulging completely, barely a moment of peace passed before she raised a new outfit again, making Fisher scrutinize her with a wary eye.

He began to suspect whether this was a signal of some kind of hunger from Elizabeth?

In a slightly amusing twist, even Fisher Benavides had a day when his "attack and defense" shifted in this regard.

It wasn’t due to his body nearing exhaustion, no chance of it. Among the women he knew, no one could match Helair in this regard.

Elizabeth was just too easily unsatisfied, yet when it truly came down to it, she was not adept in the clash, causing him headaches.

Imagine you are now the leader of a great army, with General Elizabeth calling for battle outside, eagerly accepting and preparing for an all-out struggle.

You muster your soldiers for a bedchamber battle, expecting a proper skirmish back and forth, only to find your opponent collapses at the first touch, too easily pleased. You hardly go all out before she’s calling it quits.

In disappointment, there’s no other choice but to sound the retreat.

Then, after you’ve dressed and settled the withdrawal, it’s barely passed before she’s calling for another battle...

This is probably the annoying predicament, so aside from nighttime, Fisher was even too lazy to undress (muster soldiers).

"Relax, it’s really just trying on clothes, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Fisher’s suspicious gaze, even Elizabeth couldn’t help but slightly blush, offering this explanation.

This afternoon’s incident wasn’t her intention; if possible, she would still want to maintain basic restraint in front of Fisher. Whatever happens, it should be at night...

But having such an outstanding appearance as your beloved changing clothes in front of you, someone who remains unfazed is rather rare, right?

As for others, who knows about their situation; but for Elizabeth, waiting as long as she had, her accumulated desire couldn’t be eased in a matter of days. Hence, when she took a deep breath back then, she couldn’t suppress but call for battle instead.

"We’ll soon be out on our honeymoon; we should have some spare clothes prepared... By the way, aside from the beach we’re originally going to, is there any other place you’d like to visit?"

"Why ask this suddenly?"

"Thinking carefully, going only to one place for the honeymoon seems too stingy, though I can’t think of other places to visit right now, so just asking if you have any suggestions?"

Such a good deal?

Actually, after these few days of research, Fisher had almost studied everything about Alicia’s treasures to the fullest. Further exploration required Extraordinary Power, so he had to reclaim the Blessing force that the Demi-human girl control dispersed.

He had been wondering how to find a reason to visit places outside their honeymoon to recover the Blessing force, and now Elizabeth mentioned it. It’s like she brought a pillow when he was drowsy, incredibly considerate.

"Well, if that’s the case, before we leave, I’d like to visit the orphanage where I grew up... I won’t stay there long, don’t worry."

Elizabeth smiled slightly and agreed cheerfully,

"Of course, no problem."

She gently approached Fisher from behind, her hands sliding down his shoulder contours, slowly unbuttoning his jacket to help him change clothes.

Fisher reached out to do it himself, but Elizabeth gently patted the back of his hand, stopping him,