Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 19 - . The Continuation of the Journey

"Sorry, sorry..."

The afternoon's research was forcibly interrupted, and Mier's level of daydreaming often made Fisher wonder if she was a complete fool. Even after he had explained things to her, her face remained flushed, and she dared not even make eye contact with Fisher, as if she feared his gaze would scorch her.

In the evening, Fisher took dinner to the Dragon-men in the carriage. It was then that Mier, whose face had been red for half a day, couldn't resist speaking out this simple apology. Before this, her brain had been in a crashed state, even more muddled than Rafael who was undergoing the coming of age ceremony.

"It's fine."

Ignoring his own bashfulness, Fisher placed a roast chicken into her hands.

He had previously said that the little dragon's food was to be shared with Rafael, but now that she wasn't in a good state, he gave up on the idea. Fisher still ordered an extra dinner, which was an additional expense, but fortunately, there was still plenty of money in his wallet, enough to keep his savings from bottoming out.

At night, Rafael stayed in a hotel room upstairs, while Fisher and the little dragons stayed in the carriage, recording the day's findings on the Dragon-man species into the Completion Manual.

As each golden letter was engraved onto the manual, the biological research and societal study on the Dragon-man species had both progressed to about twenty percent. He estimated that in a few more days they would reach the twenty-five percent needed to receive the reward.

Later in the night, Fisher sat in the study room, picked up a small knife and various Magic Materials, and prepared to engrave the fire-making Magic Items he had planned to do previously. This magic wasn't difficult; it was about the level of One-Ring Magic.

The level of magic is measured by ring number. The so-called ring number refers to how many rings of Magic Emblems a spell needs to be engraved with. The higher the ring number, the more exaggerated the "Reverberation" the Magic Emblem could invoke. Regardless of size, an engraved Magic Emblem could function. In theory, even if the Emblem was only one millimeter, it could display the full power of the magic, though this is a real test of the engraving mage's skill.

Fisher was a mage who liked meticulous crafting because the Witch liked to do so. Since he had picked up some of her habits while learning magic from her, and another reason was that Fisher didn't have many items to use for engraving magic; one item often had many Magic Emblems engraved on it by him.

But making a fire pit didn't require so much fuss.

He took the iron fire pit, whose Magic Emblem had already vanished, and while recalling the Magic Emblem of "Rootless Fire," he first sketched a rough shape of the Magic Emblem with the knife. As he began to carve, applying Magic Materials onto the knife, his hands slowly shone with a pale white light, which was his Magic Circuit.

The light that the Magic Emblem shone with matched the color of the mage's Magic Circuit. Fisher's Magic Circuit was pale white, same as most Humans. Some fewer Humans and demi-humans had more unique Magic Circuits, for example, Rafael's was red.

The ancient, ethereal script was carved into the surface of the iron fire pit, and Fisher soon blew away the carving residues with a breath, revealing the particularly bright Magic Emblem. The ancient script shimmered with a strange fluorescence, as if forming an indescribable connection with this world.

With that, the task was accomplished. A One-Ring Magic had been engraved, taking Fisher around ten minutes.

Low Ring Magic carving took little time and consumed very little Magic Power. However, engraving High Rank magic would require much more time, and the enormous demand for Magic Power could completely deplete you, typically requiring segmented carving to prevent hazards.

Saint Nali Police frequently discovered cases of unprofessional mages that attempted to carve beyond their limit and turned themselves into dried corpses. Carving magic carries certain risks, especially for high ring number spells, which could even cause additional losses if one is not careful.

After storing the newly engraved Magic Items properly and checking the purchased supplies, Fisher completed all of tonight's tasks. Under the moonlit night, even a mischievous child like Lar had fallen into a deep sleep in the neighboring bed, let alone the other Dragon-men. After reading through some documents, Fisher also rested.

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The next morning marked the day Fisher had originally planned to depart from Keken City. Rafael was feeling much better compared to yesterday, though he still seemed quite limp, unable to even wiggle his tail, feeling numb all over.

Mier stated this was normal as his scales and body were both growing. It was fine as long as he rested on the bed.

Fisher let him onto the carriage and, after saying goodbye to the Duke of Keken at the City Lord Mansion, he headed towards the city's outskirts.

According to information provided by Keken, Cal Port was temporarily impassable. He didn't want to spend half a month looping around Schwali, being scrutinized by various departments from beginning to end, before returning to Nali. His wallet wouldn't support such a decision either.

So he had to change his route, heading towards Philone City in the northwest direction.

"In which direction is your home?"

"Over... there..."

Having previously promised Rafael that he would send the little dragon away, Fisher called him out as soon as they left the city and asked this.

He hesitated for a long time before finally pointing in a direction.

"Be careful on your way back, don't get caught again."

"...."

It was only after walking in that direction for a while that he caught sight of a dense forest. The little dragon nodded at Fisher and jumped off the carriage at the entrance of the forest, quickly running into the thicket. He looked back at the departing carriage for a long time before sprinting deep into the forest.

"Thank you.."

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The door behind Fisher opened slightly, revealing a pair of emerald eyes watching Fisher holding the reins outside. Rafael was still uneasy. She came to personally see the little dragon being released by Fisher before she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"No thanks, fair trade, we each got what we needed."

"..."

Fisher didn't look back, focusing his gaze instead on the endless wilderness. The weather was overcast today, the clouds heavy and terrifying. A gray fog had also started to spread in the distance, obscuring the view of the wilderness.

The only company was the sound of horse hooves. After a long wait, Fisher finally turned back to look behind him, seeing the door still wide open. Inside, Rafael leaned on the edge of the stairway, her eyes closed as she rested, her tail coiled around her body.

"If you're feeling unwell, go back and lie down to rest."

"...It's a bit stuffy inside, and Lar is really noisy. I'd rather stay here for a bit."

Fisher didn't continue the conversation, only focusing on the journey. What he didn't realize was that as soon as he turned his head away, Rafael silently shifted her gaze onto him. The sound of horse hooves continued, and after watching for a long time, she finally closed her eyes to rest, fatigue setting in. Her tail swished lightly, unclear what she was thinking.

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However, in that wilderness slightly obscured by the clouds, the gaze of two shadows quietly fixed on the speeding carriage.

"Did you see clearly, Fama Xi?"

A cold female voice sounded, and within the mists, the vague outline of a graceful female figure appeared. Beside her, another small shadow peered toward the distant carriage with hands cupped like binoculars.

"Umm... Ah, I see it. Two black horses, gilded carriage, only one coachman, a human male... Looks like a private human vehicle, not a merchant or transport company..."

"Heh, what do you know? It's exactly this kind that pays off—low risk and might even hit a big fish... What is the coachman wearing?"

"Black clothes... what's it called again?"

"I can't remember either... Is it dirty?"

"No, it's not."

"That's right then! Go quickly and call Kree over, we have work tonight. Even the coachman is dressed so well, there must be someone inside from those filthy rich humans. If so, we could make a killing this time... They're heading northwest now. I'll follow them first, remember to send a signal after you've called for help."

"Hey! Xi Ya, wait a minute."

Upon finishing her statement, the female suddenly rose to her feet. The statuesque upper body suddenly rose to reveal a massive, ferocious spider body beneath. The blade-like legs moved swiftly across the wilderness, and the menacing red glow from her eight crimson eyes appeared terrifyingly from her face.

Without waiting for her partner to finish speaking, the spider's silhouette bolted away into the distance. Fama Xi reached out to stop her, but the fog was too thick, and the huge figure quickly vanished from sight, leaving her to helplessly purse her lips.

"Damn, I always have to do these errand runs. Xi Ya is such a... "

She muttered, placing cracked goggles over her head, then began to slowly dig at the earth. Her movements seemed slow, but the dust piled up more and more. Soon, she had dug a tunnel in the ground in front of her. She dove down into it, quickly disappearing from sight, leaving the fog to drift over the rest of the wilderness.