Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 15 - . The so-called transaction

"Ah!"

Rafael charged at Fisher with her body steaming hot, and her red dragon tail streaked across the sky like lightning, fully unleashing the ferocity of the Dragon-man Species at that moment.

As she had previously stated, all Dragon-men were born warriors, and that was no lie.

However, the gentleman at the end of her attack showed no sign of panic. Instead, he glanced at the people scattering around to ensure they had put some distance between them before his body suddenly sank. He lifted the hand cane in his left hand, which aligned perfectly with her claw that was sharp as a blade.

"Rip!"

Sparks flew from the hand cane as Rafael's claw, about to slice into Fisher the very next moment, was met with a fierce punch to her abdomen from Fisher, halting her terrifying cutting motion. Her body, propelled by inertia, flew backward.

But Fisher caught her arm as she was about to be sent flying and yanked her back, tossing her to the ground with a turn.

"Cough cough..."

Rafael looked down, covering her mouth as she coughed several times. Fisher's blow had been merciless, leaving her stomach in disarray. The pain, the sensation of tearing on her unhealed wound, and a mixture of humiliation and rage burned within her, causing her scales to bristle.

Fisher glanced at her condition and waved to the curious onlookers around him to keep their distance, realizing that the little dragon's temper had not fully subsided yet.

After the other citizens stepped back a few paces, Fisher then looked down and locked eyes with Rafael's angry green pupils. His own eyes showed no emotion, or perhaps it was just that Rafael, in her current state, could not discern any from him.

The next second, her tail lifted slightly, her mouth opened enough for a deep breath. As she breathed in and out, a faint glow emanated from her red scales, causing Fisher to look askance.

"Boom!"

With the glow intensifying, her body leaped up, and she smashed a fierce punch straight for Fisher's face, which, unsurprisingly, was blocked by his hand cane. Unlike before, Rafael's attack was terrifyingly powerful. So much so that the hand cane itself lit up with a ring of Magic Emblems—a Reinforcement Emblem Fisher had inscribed for the sake of strengthening the hand cane against more formidable attacks. He had not expected that it would be triggered by Rafael's punch.

Feeling the immense force transmitted through the hand cane, Fisher took a step back and tilted the cane, deflecting the dragon-like strength.

It seemed the Dragon-man Species had a way to momentarily enhance their physical capabilities, as shown by Rafael, whose scales visibly glowed. It was unclear whether it was because Rafael wasn't fully mature yet, but the light was faint, more like a reflection of the Sun on her body.

Had Fisher not felt the immense strength himself, he would have been oblivious to the difference.

While fighting Rafael, Fisher was deepening his research on the Dragon-man Species. After this assassination attempt ended, he might even unlock more content about the Dragon-man Species in the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual.

His mind was racing, yet Fisher's actions in reality did not break.

He dodged to the side and, with a swing of his hand cane, aimed for Rafael's body. The power of her punch was so great that, once the strength was deflected, she fell forward.

She turned her head to see Fisher's move but felt a sudden pain in her arm—the place where Fisher had once tended to her wounds.

Had the wound... split open?

She had just had this thought when Fisher's staff came down on her back with the sound of rushing wind.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Ugh..."

Fisher hadn't used much strength, his blows were akin to those of a primary school teacher sternly striking a student's palm with a rod. Those three strikes struck her back, buttocks, and tail, causing her to lie in agonizing pain on the mud-soaked ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

The abdomen that Fisher had punched began to throb faintly again, and the pain in her calves and left hand grew even more intense, rendering her whole body sore and difficult to control. But even so, she struggled to try and stand up.

It was only when Fisher's faint voice reached her,

"Think it over for yourself, was this assassination attempt a success or a failure?"

"Hahaha, well done, such a stupid Dragon-man slave deserves..."

The slave trader watching Rafael's miserable state quickly propped up his body, which had been frightened into weak knees due to the fight, and burst into laughter at Rafael sprawled on the ground, as if he was the one who had beaten her.

But suddenly, he caught sight of Fisher's eyes, cold as an ice cave

"...."

"Bzzz bzzz bzzz!!"

Rafael gritted her teeth wanting to struggle onto her feet but then saw the staff by Fisher's side suddenly light up with a deep white brilliance. Layers of halos circulated, not even waiting for all of the Magic Emblems to light up, Fisher flicked his staff causally, turning the light at its edge into a Light Blade that streaked past the Hunter's cheek faster than sound.

That Light Blade emitted a buzzing sound akin to a bee, slicing his face as easily as cutting through vegetables, and in an instant, all the hunter's shotgun and luggage behind him were cleaved by such magic.

By the time the Hunter realized what had happened, he felt his entire right face numb as if it had been injected with thousands of doses of anesthetic. He tremblingly touched it with his hand, only touching deep red blood on that sensationless skin.

That Light Blade had left a gash on his face, making him think he had already been killed by that man.

"Don't..." The slave trader's legs gave out, and he fell backward, hitting his head on his shotgun, which had broke in two, but before he could even feel the pain, he frantically began to plead, "Don't kill me...don't kill me...don't kill me...please..."

Fisher, with an expressionless face, put down his staff, ignoring the Hunter, his voice cold as iron,

"Think it over for yourself, was this assassination attempt a success or a failure?"

He was speaking to Rafael, repeating the question he had asked earlier.

Rafael stared blankly at the magic-split wall, shotgun, and luggage, even the stone bricks of the nearby building had been cleanly sliced, yet not leaving a single Trace, attesting to the lethality of the magic.

She opened her mouth but quickly bowed her head again, teeth clenched tightly, yet remaining silent.

Rafael's body ached terribly, but it was the blow to her heart that was even more painful.

"I... I've lost..."

Her voice was thin, carrying a sob, as blurry as a little spirit in the wilderness, but Fisher heard her.

Not knowing what expression the human had, Rafael only felt discomfort and sadness, for the helplessness of her clan being captured, and the pain of burning anger with nowhere to go, scorching her heart and lungs.

The power of this human man made her suddenly doubt whether she could save not only the captured Dragon-man clansmen but also herself and Lar...

"Are you still able to walk?"

"..."

Not responding to Fisher, Rafael hung her head low, even her tail, dragging in the mire, was still, as if struck by a terrible blow.

"Truly..."

Following this simple utterance, a pair of strong hands suddenly grabbed Rafael's waist, hoisting the entire Dragon-man up. The mud that clung to her clothes dripped onto the human man's clean black suit, leaving conspicuous traces with every drop.

The sight of Rafael biting her teeth entered Fisher's eyes. Her emerald eyes shed steamy teardrops, constant as the warmth of mountain springs.

So, Dragon-men can cry after all.

That's what Fisher thought.

Just as Rafael felt immense embarrassment, Fisher reached over, placing his hat over her face, conveniently covering her tear-streaked visage.

Her vision plunged into darkness, with just Fisher's voice remaining clear,

"Foolish... You attacked me in anger despite your wound not being healed, not only wasting my effort in dressing your wound but also wasting the chance to assassinate me... If a warrior of the Dragon-man Species is just a little dragon that dances with its emotions, then it seems there's no injustice in you being captured..."

Detestable human...

Detestable human...

Rafael lightly grasped Fisher's suit; she wanted to cut open his chest with her claws but found that even a slight movement was a luxury for her.

Because beneath that garment, the searing blood was trickling down through the bandages, the wound underneath fully split apart, perhaps even worsened by the recent fight.

So, for now, she cannot kill this human... in his arms.

"You wish to save that Dragon-man but have utterly no means to do so. The only way to save him is me, yet you persistently refuse to speak to me... heh..."

"What makes you think you can help me save him?"

Rafael finally remembered to retort and spoke up, but her voice was still tinged with a sob.

"Fair enough, after all, I'm not a philanthropist. But it seems you're overlooking that you still have something to negotiate with me, like the chance to assassinate me... If you trade one such opportunity with me, I might just agree."

"..."

In his embrace, Rafael seemed to feel Fisher moving towards the carriage. She pursed her lips in struggle, as if speaking to this human and interacting with him was an extremely difficult thing to do.

His footsteps didn't falter, each step sounded like a death knell against Rafael's chest. The next second, her claws gripped Fisher's clothes, and his footsteps stopped along with her movement.

Even though her face was covered by Fisher's hat, she seemed to feel so embarrassed that she unconsciously turned her face deeper into Fisher's chest, unable to speak to him directly.

"To exchange with you... save that child..."

"One assassination attempt?"

"Yes..."

"If you voluntarily accept the punishment, you'll face it twice now. And there are only two attempts left at me, are you sure about this?"

The man sounded like a demon speaking, making Rafael's head tilt further into his embrace, unable to speak directly to him.

"Yes..."

She said so.

"Deal."

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The next second, the hat was removed, and light returned to her view. They were standing in front of the cage that held the captive demi-humans.

He hadn't gone back...

Rafael suddenly realized.

Fisher looked at the slave trader sitting on the ground, dumbstruck, and said,

"I want to buy that Dragon-man slave, for how much?"

"Ah... Ah! That one! For free! For free! Please, just take him, take him!"

The sight of this Death God-like figure approaching scared the slave trader witless, not daring to bargain, he would have knelt down and apologized if he could.

Fisher nodded slightly, the sounds of the carriage from behind and city guards arriving at the scene filled the air, the guards, guns ready, formed lines and surrounded the area.

"Sir, please refrain from moving; this is Keken City's security squad. You are suspected of disturbing the peace, according to Nali and Keken City laws..."

Many voices and noises from the humans behind her started to rise, and only then did Rafael's body and thoughts seemed to return to her, stunned as she looked at the young Dragon-man Species confined within the cage.

Even she hadn't expected that the child would be rescued just like that...

The pain in her body slowed her thoughts, so naturally, she didn't notice her tail making its own decisions again, as it sneakily wrapped around Fisher's waist and comfortably wiggled at the end before becoming still once more.