Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

Chapter 1441 - 51: Pisces (2)

But only alcohol and cigarettes were something he couldn’t give up at this moment; their importance was temporarily placed after death by the Death Lord."Snap..."

At this moment, in the wilds of the Dragon Court at dusk, the Death Lord, who had already indulged in quite a bit of fine liquor, hobbled with his extraordinarily tall body behind Fisher, watching him carry a bunch of oddly shaped materials like crystals and spices.

He opened his coat and pulled out two cigarettes from the inner lining full of cigarettes, offering one to Fisher, but it was politely declined with a shake of the head.

Helplessly, he could only lower his head, pick up a match to light the cigarette, and suck it into his mouth, his expression turning curious as he quipped to Fisher,

"It’s so rare to meet a Nali Gentleman who doesn’t smoke... someone like you is as precious as not believing in the Mother Goddess in Kado."

"I’ve quit."

In truth, Fisher’s habit of smoking was entirely developed during the times he conducted research and wrote; whenever his thoughts hit a deadlock, he’d resort to smoking, but now, having long left the Nali academic circle, there was no need for such things anymore.

He wondered how the Nali Royal Academy Research Institute was faring after he left, probably more comfortable now.

Emhardt peeked out from Fisher’s arms and, with dead fish eyes, explained to the Death Lord,

"No way, cigarettes aren’t as alluring as a Lady. I guess he just can’t quit those demi-human girls... ouch!"

Before he could finish, Fisher knocked on his head.

The Death Lord chuckled, took a deep drag of his cigarette with the sea breeze, and after a pause of two seconds, suddenly said,

"Speaking of a Lady... the young priest who left me here earlier, I don’t know what demi-human race she belonged to, but she seems to like you a lot."

The Death Lord was talking about Moli.

"..."

Fisher looked at him in silence, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, but soon he continued to hear the explanation,

"Her status in this godforsaken place is probably unusual, and it’s wartime, someone like her should be quite busy. But when I mentioned coming to see you, she personally arranged a temporary place for me... and she must have personally gone to find you. You should know why she would go to you so early."

Because she wanted to see him...

His two students, Tangze and Moli, were both like that, doing silent yet incredibly warm things.

Fisher didn’t continue the topic; instead, he quickened his pace a little,

"...Let’s hurry, we have a lot to do."

"Indeed, the atmosphere of war is about to fill this place, like the restless sound of a boiling kettle. In the past, when states waged war in my homeland, it had that scent. Soon, the aura of death would cloak the battlefield, claiming countless lives."

The Death Lord was enveloped in the smoke of the cigarette he lit, appearing somewhat indistinct in the gradually dimming twilight. But Fisher sensed a slight difference, a chaotic aura, from him compared to the Northern Realm, prompting him to ask,

"Did you read the Death Completion Manual?"

"Yes, just to pass the time, learned a bit."

"I see you were quite familiar with things about fate before, did the Cardinal of Destiny teach you?"

"Just by being around her, like an Old Immortal, she’d often talk to herself, sometimes even argue. But honestly, compared to the Death Completion Manual, I prefer the Destiny Complement Manual. Fate might tell me when I can finally die, but the Death Completion Manual just keeps dragging me further from death... So, over the years, I’ve been waiting for that Old Immortal to pass away, then she’d pass the Destiny Complement Manual to me."

"..."

"Enough about that, weren’t you going to see some Chaos Species to inquire about the president’s whereabouts; are these the materials needed?"

"Yes."

Fisher glanced at the items in his hands, to be honest, feeling uncertain inside.

Because the core caster required for Star Magic needs to be female, Chaos Species, like trolls, seem to favor human females with "Yin Yang Inversion"...

Otherwise, after all these years, there wouldn’t just be "Witches" without "Demon Men."

But the method is universal; even if he can’t become a witch because he’s male, it should still attract the attention of the Chaos Species, which is his intention.

He and the Death Lord soon arrived in the northern part of the Red Dragon Court, near the Southern Branch Mountain Range, a place scarcely populated, and high enough, although the "Stars" in the Spirit Realm bear little relation to the real stars, standing high might make him more noticeable?

"Do you need any help?"

"Just take him a bit farther from me for now."

Entrusting Emhardt temporarily to the Death Lord, who was vehemently reeking of alcohol, Emhardt would rather fly himself than land on him.

The Death Lord then enjoyed his freedom, sitting on a tall tree, not looking at Fisher, just leisurely and listlessly drinking.

Facing the breeze, Fisher took out the magic materials one by one from his hands, crumbled them into powder with his bare hands, then scattered them on the ground, engraving with Magic to write out a roughly elliptical shape.