Demi-human Girls Completion Manual - Chapter 67 - 58

Chapter 67 - 58

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Krit Port “In fact, the wound had already healed quite well last night,” Kexier had said to Rafael, using it as bait to lure the enemy deeper before catching her off guard when she realized something was amiss.

It had to be said, the Constitution and reproductive ability enhancements from the “Demi-human Girls Completion Manual” were genuinely formidable, as evidenced by a minor incident the night before.

Inside Fisher’s carriage, there was Space Magic providing exceptional soundproofing.

Otherwise, with just a room in between, Mier and Lar’s expressions that morning couldn’t have been so natural.

Early the next day, after getting ready, Fisher prepared to head north to Krit Port.

With the carriage fully rested, it set off northwards at full speed from the resting forest into the wilderness.

By midday, Fisher could already make out traces of the battle that had taken place between Schwali and the demi-humans.

Schwali was also known as the “Sun Country,” and before the technological revolution, it was extremely skilled in melee combat.

Centuries ago, during the war with Nali, they reached the capital of Nali three times, historically known as “Gedelin’s shame.” Gedelin was the surname of the Nali Royal Family, given by the Great Pope of Kado to the most distinguished emperor of ancient Nali after his conquests reached the east, symbolizing his authority over the entire continent.

But his descendants, centuries later, were routed to the corners of the coast by Schwali’s Sun Knights, playing hide-and-seek on their own soil, losing wives and children who each fled for their lives, which shows just how fierce Schwali was at that time.

Therefore, Schwali respected martial strength and authoritarian power, developing a unique centralized political structure where the Council was essentially nominal, with real power held by the King and a few noble families.

Oh, and by the way, that must also be the origin of their nobles’ penchant for bravery.

Fisher guessed, though he hadn’t published an article on it for fear of being verbally and literarily attacked by Schwali’s scholars.

Since the technological revolution, Schwali had embarked on a one-way journey of studying explosions.

Schwali’s gunfire was the fiercest in the Western Continent; they had different specialized bombs for different types of structures and groups.

They didn’t prioritize re

“Is that…

the steamship you mentioned?”

“Mhm.”

Fisher lit a cigarette and replied thus.

“It doesn’t seem like it’s alive.”

“I never said it was alive.”

Rafael stopped talking, just staring deeply at the distant huge ship, watching it sound its horn and then, driven by a mighty force, depart from the port and sail into the boundless ocean.

One by one, carriages loaded with humans entered the wilderness of this continent; people from various nations, from Nali, Schwali, Kado, even from some smaller countries.

The two of them stood there for a long time before Fisher patted her shoulder,

“I said I’d take you to see a steamship; have you seen it this time?”

“Mhm…”

Rafael retracted her turquoise eyes, turned her head to look at the man beside her, took a deep breath, and her expression gradually became serious.

“I have one last chance to assassinate you, right?”

Fisher, sucking on his cigarette, nodded calmly,

“Yes.”

Rafael just looked at him while the scales on her body began to stand up bit by bit.

Her red horns also burst into intense light, the steam from her body slowly moving, invisibly stirring the surrounding lavender.

“Your magic was used up in Philone City, even if you have inscribed some these past few days, it certainly won’t be as much as before…

but this time, I’m still going to give it my all.”

Fisher pinched out the cigarette and silently made his way to the edge of the carriage, picking up the folded meat saw.

His expression was calm, returning to the sternness they had when they first met.

The Western-style suit of a Nali gentleman adorning his body made him look incredibly handsome.

Indeed, human clothing only looked good on him.

This is what Rafael thought.

But clearly, Fisher was unaware of her thoughts; he simply unfolded the meat saw with a bit of silver-white pattern shining on it, the magic he had inscribed temporarily these past few days.

The wind stirred the lavender fields, carrying his voice,

“Come on, Rafael.”

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