Demi-human Girls Completion Manual - Chapter 936: 37: Turning Over a New Leaf (2)

Chapter 936: 37: Turning Over a New Leaf (2)

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Capítulo 936: Chapter 37: Turning Over a New Leaf (2)Fisher paused for a moment, denying while looking at her profile,

“No.”

“Really? I just saw your eyes were fixed.”

Helair turned her head, smiled mischievously, and confirmed her conclusion, prompting Fisher to rub his temples and continue to deny,

“It’s just academic curiosity. I’ve never seen this kind of demi-human species before. As you said, humans are mostly curious about the unknown.”

“Academic affection is still affection… Would you like to study me? I am an Angel Species.”

At her words, Fisher instinctively looked at her and their gaze met as her face suddenly moved a bit closer. Fisher calmly stayed in place, making Helair’s smile deepen slightly, and Fisher couldn’t help but ask,

“What are you doing?”

“Lying.”

“Your eyes are lying… When you first met me in the Holy Land, your gaze was similar to how you look at that little Deer Race girl, with a barely noticeable eagerness. But when I mentioned angels are neutral, though my appearance still caught your eye, it seemed lacking something… Now I know, what you actually want isn’t a demi-human species, but female demi-human species, right?”

Fisher suddenly recalled Erwin’s comment about him before he died; maybe he might indeed have a slight preference for female demi-human species, but not too much, just a bit. Besides, he has already promised Renie not to mess around anymore. He might indeed be reflecting, as debts of flirtation will need repayment someday—he is clearer than anyone about that.

The contradiction was already evident at the Pirate Harbor before. Although it settled with Renie being wronged, Fisher knew deeply he couldn’t continue like this; those blades should have fallen on him… So, even considering his future self, he should practice restraint.

He seriously thought about this, then sighed, turned around, and joined Hooked Kiss and the others while responding to Helair,

“Even if it’s female demi-human species, it’s only for research or other purposes; I have already mended my ways.”

In the end, he still didn’t know what method Helair was referring to for “helping oneself reach the Mythical Rank.”

Helair paused slightly, watching Fisher’s slowly departing back, seemingly sensing the sincerity in his words and noticing a certain resolve against greed in him.

But somehow, Helair’s smile deepened, as if witnessing something even more interesting in Fisher’s present redemption, pondering a more fun scheme. She waved silently and followed Fisher, her voice, audible only to her, saying,

“Mending your ways? Interesting, really interesting, haha…”

“Ah…”

At this moment, inside the Holy Land floating outside the planet, the Wisdom Vortex on the Sixth Day was as quiet as ever… or maybe slightly noisier than usual, because there was suddenly a self-pitying book by the windowsill on the Sixth Day.

Its square body lay limply before the window, endlessly watching the desolate universe outside, just like those numerous dead, handwritten books by Gabriel Angel on the shelves behind it, as lifeless.

But after a while, it sighed long and deeply,

“Ah…”

Emhardt couldn’t bear to look at the outside scenery, fearing prolonged gazing would lead to more thoughts, more longing, so it pulled down the window curtain with its mouth, then wobbled towards Gabriel at the center of the Wisdom Vortex, lay down, surrounded by countless unread books as the evidence of its melancholy.

“Ah…”

It sighed once again, unknown how many times today, as if trapped in the Abyss where Paimon resides, the separation from Fisher was terribly tormenting.

“Quiet… baby… quiet…”

Above, Gabriel still lacked consciousness, merely repeating the process of lulling a child to sleep, and Emhardt in the vortex sighing lamentably perhaps shared unwitting similarity.

Emhardt lying on the ground looked at her, previously annoyed but now with added understanding, muttering seemingly to himself,

“Ah, Holy Descendant, you are just as much a pitiable angel as me… Well, you might even be a bit more pitiable than me. It’s just that I’m really worried, really, really worried. Since I can remember, I’ve been wandering all over the world, during which I’ve of course encountered many people or demi-humans, but never stayed long by their side… Although Fisher is a bit annoying, he should still be a decent person…”

“That guy loves Ladies the most, especially demi-human Ladies; oh, he is only a human, yet possesses such a strong reproductive desire, taking hours and hours every time! Without my supervision, he might’ve found a new love within a few days, ah…”

“Boohoo, but by his side lurks Paimon, that guy! You surely don’t know how vile that person is; even amongst demons worshipping chaos, she is a rare breed of wicked! Devouring people without leaving a skeleton, how terrifying, you haven’t seen the Records she’s written, they really are… And Fisher is currently by her side; perhaps he hasn’t noticed that’s her, having never seen Paimon in person.”

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