Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 31 - . Philone City Soldier (4500, request for pursuit reading)

"So, we set off."

The next morning, after breakfast, Fisher pulled the carriage out of the cave, and his companions Kree and the others came out to see him off.

"Is your next stop Philone City?"

"Yes, just passing through."

"Ah, I've heard from many demi-humans that the City Lord of Philone is a good human."

"Good person?"

Fisher was a bit interested. Most of the humans who came to the South Continent were after wealth, and virtues in the traditional sense seemed far-fetched for them. Even Fisher himself wouldn't claim to be a good person. It was surprising to hear a positive comment about a human from a demi-human.

"It's just a rumor. He has adopted many demi-human children who lost their families."

"It could be for experiments, or maybe he has some disgusting predilection towards children, or perhaps he's just a collector."

Fisher jokingly placed the worst assumptions on the City Lord, but if these were rumors, they must have originated from the demi-humans...

Kree, noncommittal, bid Fisher farewell again. After Fisher put his hat on and urged the horses forward with his whip, he said goodbye to the three demi-humans,

"Take care... You'd better find a different way to live, and don't trust humans too much."

Xi Ya and the injured Fama Xi, still bandaged, gaped at the gradually disappearing carriage, failing to grasp the meaning in his words.

Kree was the first to snap them out of it and floated back into the cave,

"What are you standing around for? Let's go back... But he's right, let's pack up and hide. Let's find refuge in the mountains. After all, it won't be long before war breaks out here..."

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Fisher drove for half a day, during which he and the Dragon-men got to know each other better. They weren't hiding in the carriage all the time now. Lar liked to squeeze into the small driver's seat with Fisher.

While pointing to the wilderness outside, she talked to Fisher about what those places were in the South Continent.

Although their home was in the far south of the continent, she said that traders from the north often traveled south; both humans and demi-humans came from whom they learned a lot about the north.

The South Continent had native humans, primitive in some areas and less so in others, but most were organized no larger than villages. Once the humans from the Western Continent arrived, most of these natives were dispersed and forced to flee.

Humans were cruel to demi-humans, no better towards their own kind.

The local mines and city labor were filled with these people treated like animals, while their wives and daughters filled the brothels. Fisher had heard such propaganda back in Keken City, where Western Continent's merchants even transported some natives back home to let the aristocrats taste "exotic flavors."

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"Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots echoed from afar, and Fisher quickly patted Lar's back, who was almost asleep in his arms.

"Go back to the carriage, let the others do the same, there's trouble ahead."

"Yes!"

Lar rubbed her eyes and called her companions in from the breeze to get into the carriage. Rafael was the last to enter, but the door behind Fisher left a small crack open, through which a pair of sea-green eyes peered outside.

The carriage moved forward and soon, many soldiers in uniform appeared, lining up with their muzzles aimed at a forest up ahead.

"Sir, sir, please stop!"

"What's going on ahead?"

A significantly differently dressed sergeant stopped Fisher's carriage, and after seeing Fisher's attire, took off his hat to explain,

"Ah, we are soldiers from the eastern Hamate City. This road often witnesses goblin attacks on passersby. We were ordered by the City Lord to clear them out. We didn't expect some residual goblins to have fled here. You can take a detour or wait for us to deal with these goblins; it won't take long."

Influenced by Kree's advice, Fisher decided to take a detour to avoid unnecessary trouble. The road ahead was the only one leading to Philone City.

"I'll wait here for a while."

"Alright, we'll finish soon," the sergeant smiled at Fisher, then put on his hat and shouted to the soldiers ahead, "Force them out quickly, let's try to get back before evening!"

"Yes, sir! On my command, fire!"

Behind the line of soldiers aiming at the forest, a few soldiers threw fire bottles into the bushes ahead. A pungent smell wafted towards them with the wind, and soon, the ancient forest began to burn fiercely.

"Kowda da la, Ula~"

The smoke thickened, and several two-meter-tall, fanged, green-skinned humanoid creatures burst out of the forest—goblins. A dozen male goblins, their clothing singed black, still roared as they charged towards the humans outside.

"Fire!"

But the outcome was predictable. With a volley of musket fire, the large goblins fell one by one to the ground, the leader who yelled the loudest almost turned into a beehive.

With just one volley, the last remnants were almost completely wiped out.

"Sir, there are still goblins at the back!"