Chapter 628: Suspect List 94
Chapter 628 of "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" reveals: Chapter 628: Suspect List 94âŚâLine up, this way!âAs previously discussed by Mia and Valentina, having... Keep reading!
Chapter 628: Suspect List 94âŚ
âLine up, this way!â
As previously discussed by Mia and Valentina, having just stepped from the warm room into the frosty winds and snow, a neatly ordered group of soldiers was already waiting on the port road, and the carriage prepared by the Turand Family had slowly come to a halt to welcome Miss Valentina from Snowflake Fortress.
Previously, when they hurried to Sardinia Female Country to find Ilois, they had taken only one carriage, which caused a very cramped situation inside the carriage. Helldor and Fisher were squeezed together at the driverâs seat.
This time, Valentina thoughtfully instructed to have two carriages equipped with dedicated coachmen, so they wouldnât be so cramped. In the first carriage were Valentina, Heidlin, and Celti, and in the second were Fisher, Balzac, and Philis, with Ice placed inside Valentinaâs carriage.
âExcuse me, could one of the gentlemen in the back carriage lend a hand?â
Just as Fisher was about to board, Heidlinâs voice for help suddenly came from beside the first carriage. Fisher turned his head and saw Celti and Heidlin standing helplessly next to Valentinaâs wheelchair, bending over and calling back to the rear carriage.
Fisher didnât move to get into the carriage and turned his head only to find that Balzac and Philis had already boarded, with Philis hiding behind the carriage curtains winking at him and nodding toward their bossâs direction.
With no choice, Fisher turned and walked towards the front carriage to ask Heidlin,
âWhatâs wrong?â
âMiss Valentinaâs wheelchair is really too heavy. Itâs always been Helldor who helped lift it onto the carriage. Who would have thought it would be so heavy? The two of us together with the coachman just arenât strong enough. We had to call another gentleman to helpâŚAh, but I guessed right that only Mr. Fisher, being the kindest, would come over. Well done.â
Heidlin winked at Fisher, but he ignored her and instead looked at Valentina sitting in the complex Cardinal wheelchair below him, who slightly turned her head and bit her lips, seeming slightly embarrassed but also showing a bit of inappropriate stubbornness.
Fisher bent down and gently took hold of the Cardinal wheelchair beneath her, recalling how she had looked at Ice earlier,
âExcuse me, Miss Valentina.â
âThe gentleman here, let me helpâŚâ
As the nearby coachman wiped his sweat, watching Fisher singlehandedly grasp the wheelchair beneath the young lady, intending to help in case Fisher misjudged the weight and dropped her. Yet to his surprise, the next moment Fisher readily lifted Valentina completely, the swift lifting motion causing a rough feeling of weightlessness for her, making her flush and cover her black long dress beneath.
âUgh, wait, waitâŚslow down.â
Just as Fisher was about to look up, he felt a cold finger press against his forehead, appearing to stop him from looking up. The gentle action abruptly halted his motion of lifting his head, even tilting it a bit.
The sight of him carrying Valentinaâs wheelchair over his shoulder, combined with his head being pushed askew by a finger, looked rather comical, and together with his somewhat impatient deadpan, it even made Heidlin cover her mouth and giggle softly.
âAlright, alright, just get the young lady into the carriage before she develops a fear of heights.â
âHeidlin!â
Under the astonished gaze of the nearby coachman, Fisher easily moved to the front of the carriage, placing Valentina into the carriage. It was only upon setting her down that he noticed Valentinaâs hands tightly gripping her black dress in a shy gesture. It seemed his actions were indeed a bit rough, causing her some embarrassment.
Fortunately, Valentina was a very reserved person. Even if she was annoyed, the most she could do was to glare fiercely at Fisher, then wheel herself back into the carriage compartment on her own.
âAlright, alright, thank you, Mr. Fisher, but sadly, thereâs no reward⌠By the way, you really are strong, arenât you? Those muscles arenât just for show, do you work out regularly?â
Celti, shivering from the cold, quickly boarded the carriage, while Heidlin came over with a smile to express her masterâs gratitude. However, it was unclear why she had to touch Fisherâs chest gently with a finger while saying thanks.
Fisher had decisively and righteously refused her on the SS Unicorn, but after experiencing the reproductive ability enhancement from the Sheep-man, he took an extra glance at her figure concealed under heavy clothing. Just that glance deepened Heidlinâs smile significantly.
Thus, she pinched Fisherâs muscle hard, wiped off some oil, flirtatiously waved, and boarded the carriage. She adjusted the emerald tiara on her head and said to Fisher,
âGo back to the rear carriage, itâs cold outside~â
âThis womanâŚâ
Fisher exhaled a warm breath in the cold air, gritting his teeth as he walked toward the rear compartment. Unexpectedly, his words seemed to trigger something, abruptly waking up Emhardt, who was dozing in his arms,
âWoman? What woman, who have you been flirting with?â
ââŚNo woman, I just suddenly realized something. That Valentina, she resonates with Ice. Either she carries something related to the Phoenix Species, or she is a Mixed Blood of the Phoenix Species.â
As he spoke the last sentence, his voice became uncontrollably excited.
The Phoenix Species in the Northern Realm could imply many things: owner of the Frost Snow Phoenix Tree, leader of the Six Clans, holder of the Completion Manual label, highly probable identity of the Doomsday Sky GodâŚ
âYeah, yeah, keep making things up, keep making up⌠Owww, Iâm so tired, I thought it was something unusual. Okay, I got it, Iâll add Valentinaâs name to the list.â
Fisher paused slightly as he boarded the carriage, suddenly curious about Emhardtâs words that he had mostly ignored,
âList, what list?â
âThe list of suspects responsible for causing Fisherâs death.â
Emhardt yawned; ever since his body was injured by the Soul Completion Manual, he often nestled in Fisherâs arms to catch up on sleep, occasionally waking up once, this time being no exception.