Demi-human Girls Completion Manual - Chapter 734: 129. Trace of the Witch Research Association (5k)

Chapter 734: 129. Trace of the Witch Research Association (5k)

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Chapter 734: 129. Trace of the Witch Research Association (5k)“But back then, I ran hither and thither and didn’t feel tired at all. I carried her ashes all the way from the countryside where she grew up to the hospital where she passed away, collecting one by one, every proof of her devout faith to the Mother Goddess, and I fulfilled her last wish—to enter the Church Holy Tomb and to rest eternally bathed in the Mother Goddess’s radiance…”

Valentina opened her mouth, but alas, since she had been carried on Fisher’s back the whole time, she couldn’t see his expression clearly. So, she quietly hugged Fisher a little tighter and whispered,

“I am really sorry, Fisher.”

“It’s okay, she lived a life as a devout follower of the Mother Goddess, and at least now, Benavides is still alive in the world.”

Fisher recounted the past calmly, as if to add a bit of interest to this monotonous journey of climbing mountains, but Valentina, for her part, couldn’t wait to spend the entire day talking with Fisher, suspecting that she would find even the deepest of philosophies interesting.

Just as Fisher was about to broach another cheerful topic to lighten the mood, he suddenly spotted a gloved hand sticking out beside the steep mountain path. The hand lay there motionless at the edge of the path, with no telling how long it had been there.

Fisher stopped in his tracks and extended his Fluid Sword to grasp the protruding arm, easily pulling out a man dressed in heavy clothing. However, the man’s body was rigid, obviously dead for some time.

Valentina wasn’t scared; after all, she had just blown the heads off two Nali Agents with her own hands, and along this journey, she had grown much tougher than a traditionally delicate lady.

“Is this a Kado person?”

Valentina glanced at the other’s long black hair, wrapped in a mountaineering hat, and conjectured.

“Yeah, and he’s also from the Witch Research Association.”

Fisher used the Fluid Sword to prod the man’s clothing, discovering a bottle of blood almost frozen dry, a few replica carving tools from the Middle Ages, and an unopened letter in his pocket. He then cut open the man’s frozen clothes with the sword, revealing bandaged wounds that appeared to be dressed not by Human hands…

Wait, hadn’t the Snow Fox Species mentioned they had rescued a person from the Western Continent climbing Sema Snow Mountain? Could it be this member of the Witch Research Association before him?

Mountaineering Sema Mountain with injuries was tantamount to seeking death, bringing plague to the Snow Fox Species, and meeting his own end here. If this man persisted in his course, it must mean he had something very important to do… like that letter.

Fisher used the Fluid Sword to slightly lift the unopened letter and bring it back, opened the envelope, and found he could not understand the Nali Language written on it, nor the little Kado Language she had picked up since Fisher joined the team. But Fisher had already started translating for her,

“‘Honored Elder Farlute, trouble is afoot. A serious incident has occurred in the Association recently. That Kazawood and the appointed acting President you assigned have come into conflict. In your and Elder Quico’s absence, his influence within the Association grows stronger by the day, and we, along with the acting President, cannot suppress him any longer. He is still leading most of the adherents towards the head institute, intent on overthrowing the missing President Helman… We implore you two elders who receive this message to immediately abandon the search for President Helman and return to take charge, or all will be lost… Ian stays.'”

By the time Fisher finished reading, he was at a loss for words. He had already heard from Carlo about the clues related to the Undead Witch’s black hair, mentioning that their former President had disappeared in the ruins of the Snow Mountain, but they ultimately returned with a real Witch’s hair. Years had passed and several elders of the Witch Research Association were still searching for that missing former President…

And now, with their own ranks stolen from under them, the hurried messenger who came to deliver this news also perished on the mountainside. Fisher had heard that the Snow Fox Species rescued this person a month ago, so by now, the Witch Research Association’s coup had likely already concluded.

“So the notorious Kado people who came to mountaineer years ago belonged to the Witch Research Association, no wonder Kado people have been climbing the mountain for the past few years, it seems all to deliver messages to the two elders still in the mountains…”

Hearing Valentina’s remarks, Fisher indifferently tossed the letter off the cliff, completely unconcerned with the fate of the Witch Research Association, as even if he knew, he would only remark ‘served them right’. However, what truly concerned him was the experience of the Witch Research Association that had sought the Wutong Tree years ago,

“Ruins? But the scroll only marks one entrance. If the marked place is a ruin, it’s highly likely that it’s been arranged by the residing Troll Species.”

The steep climbs were trivial for Fisher, but the destination, the tree foot of the Wutong Tree according to the Slime King’s words and the Witch Research Association’s experiences, seemed to be in two parts: one was an ancient ruin of significant size, and the other, a hidden Troll Species habitat, which was the true entrance to the Wutong Tree Entrance. Orıginal content can be found at ????????????????????•????????????????⚫????????????

The previous Witch Research Association probably had not found the Troll Species habitat, or at least, not everyone found it, otherwise missing now wouldn’t be just the former President of the Association…

As for the conditions of the ruins and the Troll Species habitat, Fisher still didn’t know, but he decided to head there first. After all, he carried on his back the remaining bloodline of the Phoenix Species, and while the Trolls might refuse others entry, surely they wouldn’t prevent the Phoenix Species from returning home?

The distant mountain path was rugged, and the snow and wind continued unabated. Fisher quickened his step a bit as he climbed towards the summit of Sema Snow Mountain.

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