Chapter 528 - 53. Flying Fish
Chapter 528 of "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" kicks off revealing secrets: "Not going to steal the key? Why are you still here?""My subordinate has already gone,... Keep reading!
"Not going to steal the key? Why are you still here?"
"My subordinate has already gone, just waiting here now."
Jesse raised his eyebrows, looking at Fisherâs shoulder which was bare at the moment, unable to comprehend the love-hate relationship between him and that book. Watching Fisher calmly sit in the small boat, Jesse did not move, just standing on the shore. He swore that if anything went wrong there, he would immediately take off.
Fisher did not respond, his fingers lightly tapping on the silk linked to Emhardt, the other hand wearing a ring also touching the silk,
Three-Ring Modern Magic, "Guard Transmission".
"Humming~"
The brightness of the ring intensified, and a milky-white halo that was invisible to the naked eye burst out instantly transmitting via the Spinner. The light spread and displayed the situation on Emhardtâs side to Fisher.
He first saw Emhardt staring intently at a girl sleeping in bed, as if he saw a treasure that he could not shift his eyes from.
Fisher raised an eyebrow. Could it be that Emhardt has shifted his interest to human ladies, or was he influenced positively by Fisher himself?
Fisher still hadnât entangled Emhardt with the silk thread to remind him to focus on stealing the key, but out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the ancient Kado book that the girl was holding in her arms, seemingly a version of the "Creation Scripture"âa kind Fisher had never seen.
The Creation Scriptures have many versions, each country accepts a different one, especially those small countries on the eastern coast of the Western Continent, each nationâs version varies greatly, and the more outrageous ones even include the plot of the Mother Goddess killing her child, far different from the original version.
Nali uses the original church version as in Kado, which was what Fisher studied too, but this did not prevent many other versions from being circulated historically and presently.
Emhardt struggled to glimpse at the book in the girlâs arms, then decisively twisted his body and floated towards the room opposite the girlâs, whispering as he went,
"Canât see, canât see, canât see..."
While hypnotizing himself, he floated into the accounting room, still lit, where a man holding a shotgun was dozing. Emhardt cautiously examined the shotgun in the manâs arms, quietly observing the decorations inside.
All sorts of national currencies, this monthâs bills and income records, beauty magazine published by Nali, and a rustic iron key hanging on the wall!
As soon as Emhardtâs gaze landed on that key, Fisher immediately tugged at the silk connected to his body, signaling him to bite and bring out that key.
Emhardt pursed his lips, brought his square face close to the key, opened his mouth and bitten into the end of the key, slowly taking it off the hook on the wall.
Success!
But before Emhardt could praise himself for how capable he was, upon turning his head sharply, he suddenly saw a pitch-black muzzle aimed at his face; the gangster, who was dozing before and now staring in astonishment at the floating books,
"What are you and how can you look so ugly?"
"Your mom..."
As Emhardt was about to utter something harsh with the key still in his mouth, Fisher suddenly stood up on the distant small boat, his right hand ferociously tugging at the void, and Emhardt immediately felt a huge force pulling from behind; he instinctively bit down on the key to prevent it from falling.
The scenery around him swiftly receded, with the night wind and moonlight unable to catch up with him until the next second he suddenly landed in Fisherâs hands.
"Ugh! Damn, Fisher! Why didnât you warn me you had this trick up your sleeve?!"
The Book Knight spun his eyes while in Fisherâs hands, endured a moment of faintness and after waiting a second, he managed to spit out the key in his mouth and was ready to confront Fisher. But Fisher completely ignored him. He grasped the brim of his gentlemanâs hat on his head, looking towards the gradually noisy gangstersâ base, and handed the key to Jesse,
"Captain Jesse, this is the key to the Flying Fish. No need to worry, Iâve tampered with their boats; we can depart now..."
Jesseâs eyelids twitched unavoidably; he glanced at the elegant Fisher and then stared at the key he had been dreaming of. Cursing under his breath, he jumped onto the boat and took the traditional steam engine key,
"Madman... youâre absolutely a madman."
Jesse took the key from Fisherâs hand, the greedy flames in his eyes igniting instantly. Without waiting for Fisher to speak, he had already picked up the wooden oar at the rear of the small boat and began rowing frantically.
After such a long wait, he could finally return to the Flying Fish, even if he has to die, heâd die on the Flying Fish!
Fisher placed his hands on the Handle in front of him, and with a flick of his left hand, he damaged all the machinery on the gangâs docked boats. After doing all this, he finally retracted the transparent silk in his hand and turned his head towards the wooden boat docked in the middle of the seaâthe Flying Fish.