The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Raphaela and Fisher set off alone towards the south of the Southern Branch Mountain Range. According to Fisher's calculations, they would likely enter the hinterland of the Red Dragon Court by tomorrow afternoon.

After all, the Southern Branch Mountain Range was the most majestic and spectacular natural landscape in the Southern Continent. Its square structure spanning across the southern end made it difficult for enemies to attack, while also creating a vast distance between the frontlines and the rear. Truthfully, if Raphaela and Fisher's ranks weren't relatively high, it would be entirely possible for an ordinary group to take half a month to a month to cross this mountain range.

Even though Fisher's rank had already reached the Mythic Rank, there was no need for him to overload himself to travel at full speed.

"Speaking of which, Fisher, you should have heard of the 'Femabaha Dragon Court' founded by our ancestors previously. When we were traveling here in the past, you even gave me a Relic of the Dragon Court, that magic book."

At this moment, due to traveling, Eimhart was once again stuffed into Fisher's bosom. He wore light gray Dragon Court attire. If he still tied up his previous long hair and wore some hair accessories unique to the Southern Continent, then he would indeed look very much like a wild prince among the indigenous humans of the Southern Continent.

It was just a pity his skin was fair and clean; that fitting gentlemanly aura wasn't concealed by the clothing on his body at all, thus appearing somewhat bizarre.

Hearing Raphaela's voice beside him at this moment, both Fisher and Eimhart in his bosom looked at her. Fisher replied,

"I have indeed heard of it. It's just that a long, long time ago, it perished along with the fall of Dragon God Femabaha, ultimately evolving into today's Four Branch Tribes."

"Indeed..."

Raphaela nodded. After a moment's pause, she continued,

"Actually, I personally saw Dragon God Femabaha previously."

Fisher's footsteps abruptly halted. He looked at Raphaela beside him somewhat astonished, only to see her nod in confirmation, smiling as she said,

"You forgot, the Scroll you gave me when you left, saying it could open the gates of the Dragon Court. I originally thought I could dig out some Dragon Court Relics from inside. The result was that after going there, I actually saw Dragon God Femabaha resting down inside. He seems to have stayed there ever since the Dragon Court perished in the past. I begged him to help us, but he told me that the Dragon Court wasn't established by him, but rather by his descendants, the Dragon-kin, and had nothing to do with him..."

"You're saying Femabaha is still alive to this day?"

"Yes, very surprising, right? It was also my first time seeing it. It turns out existences like him truly exist in this world..."

"Is he still lying in that ruin now?"

"Probably, I don't know either."

"In these past few years, haven't you gone to find him again?"

"Of course not. Since he already stated that the Dragon Court was actually established by the Dragon-kin and not him, then rightfully, the Dragon Court's wars are also the Dragon Court's, not Dragon God Femabaha's... Moreover, in reality, he even gave me a divine weapon."

As Raphaela spoke, she reached out her hand. Subsequently, under the probing gazes of Fisher and Eimhart, from her hand, a red Longspear seemingly bearing fiercely burning flames abruptly extended out.

The instant that Longspear appeared, Fisher sensed the twin horns on Raphaela's head and the Scales on her body become extremely bright. Furthermore, whether it was an illusion or not, Fisher kept feeling that right now on Raphaela's body... no, it should be within her Soul, something seemed to be glowing.

But because that thing was hidden within Raphaela's Soul, he couldn't see it clearly for the moment, merely feeling that the thing seemed to resonate with the Longspear in Raphaela's hand. He didn't know if this was also a Blessing from the Dragon God.

"This weapon is extremely miraculous. When thrown, not only is it immensely powerful, but it can also trigger violent Explosions. In past wars, it has helped me many times... It's just a pity you weren't there at the time, not knowing how spectacular Femabaha's true body is; it's very similar to the legends depicted in our Dragon Court. When we go back, I'll take you to our [Prayer and Blessing Tower] to see. There's a portrait of the Dragon God there."

Fisher thought to himself that he had seen the Dragon God twice. Once was inside the Sanctuary, when he barged in and poked his head out from the Crevice; the other time was when the accident occurred in the Ideal State on Dragon Tail Island, he and the World Tree descended together to handle the outbreak of Chaos...

But Fisher always felt that Femabaha was one of the three Demigods after all; the things he bestowed upon his descendants shouldn't merely be a single weapon comparable to an Angel's Holy Artifact. However, this weapon truly was given to Raphaela by Femabaha, which either meant there were other secrets hidden on this weapon that Raphaela hadn't discovered.

Speaking of which, if Helaire was Baimon, and the Chaos outbreak within the Ideal State spawned the Demon-kin, then Dragon Tail Island might probably be today's Southern Continent split by the Mother Goddess, and the location of the Ideal State was the location of the Demon Dynasty...

Based on his general memory, Fisher felt he could roughly deduce the specific location.

As random thoughts flashed through his mind, Fisher also noticed an unfamiliar term in Raphaela's words.

"Prayer and Blessing Tower? What is that?"

"Ah, this term originates from the institutions of the previous Dragon Court. At that time, the higher the status, the heavier the authority, and the more matters an individual of the Dragon-kin who worshipped Femabaha was responsible for, the more they could represent the Dragon Court to offer sacrifices to Femabaha. Besides the Lord of the Dragon Court, there was also a Priest to assist the master of the Dragon Court in handling various affairs... Ah, although the current Priest isn't a native of the Southern Continent, she is a close friend who shares weal and woe with me. She was present when we met Femabaha previously."

As Raphaela spoke, Eimhart in Fisher's embrace seemingly went deaf, retracting deeper into the clothes as if showing absolutely no interest in this topic. Fisher, on the other hand, held some interest in this Priest Raphaela mentioned.

According to Raphaela's explanation, the Prayer and Blessing Tower should be a relatively high-level authority organ within the Dragon Court. Yet currently, the person serving as the leader within this organ was actually an outsider who wasn't from the Southern Continent.

Setting aside factors like his own "Enemy of Naris" halo, then it certainly signified that this Priest had contributed greatly and won the deep trust and affection of Raphaela and the Red Dragon Court.

Since this was the case, Fisher also opened his mouth to ask,

"She?"

"Yes, she is an extremely outstanding doctor. Moreover, previously when I was facing that human general and was almost about to lose my life and die, she was the one who risked her life to rush into the battle formation and save me... Otherwise, I might not have been able to see you today."

"...I see. Then I must thank her properly."

Only a faint smile hung on Fisher's face, but a trace of solemnity surged in his eyes. He felt the several Completion Handbooks lying in his bosom, not letting go for a long time.

Compared to Fisher's solemnity, Raphaela merely smiled slightly. Looking at Fisher, she said,

"Moreover, she and I both have goals we pursue, both have people we want to wait for and rush towards. In the past, we mutually supported each other to overcome hardships in this way... It's just that today I've reunited with you, the person I've waited for a long time, while she doesn't know how much longer she still has to wait..."

Towards the end of her words, Fisher could also hear Raphaela revealing a slight sympathy for the "Priest" she spoke of.

Sometimes, towards truly cherished companions who walked a journey together side-by-side, even if oneself arrived at the destination a step early, one would still feel heartfelt worry for the companion who was still rushing about.

The same went for Raphaela. She didn't even know how much longer destiny would make that gentle and hardworking girl wait before letting her reunite with the person she wanted to see.

"It's okay. Since she has a deep relationship with you, then as it should be, we will also help her, right?"

Hearing the "we" in Fisher's words, the slightly downcast Raphaela quickly felt a sliver of sweetness overflow in her heart. She secretly shot a glance at Fisher, then crossed her arms, turned her head away, and smiled with a light snort, speaking up,

"Of course, we are the best of sisters. If I don't help her, who will? Anyway, Fisher, she is a very, very good person. These years, thanks to her help, I was able to keep pressing forward indomitably. When I was fighting on the frontlines, she consolidated the rear for me; when I faced life-and-death tests, she risked her life to save me. She helped me so much yet never demanded any repayment, which makes me feel somewhat guilty... In short, it's hard to describe her goodness with words. You'll know once you see her with your own eyes."

"Alright, then I'll rely on the Queen for an introduction."

Raphaela shot Fisher a reproachful look, but after a moment's pause, she still couldn't resist reaching out to grip his palm,

"Hmph."

Only then did she retract the red spear held in her other hand, leading Fisher to continue their previous journey.

Watching her advancing back, Fisher couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Like himself, as these years passed, not only did she encounter new enemies, but of course she would also meet new friends. And forging a relationship with them also meant her enemies would become your enemies, and her friends would become your friends...

It's just that Raphaela's enemy might precisely be Empress Elizabeth far away across the ocean. She might not be Fisher's enemy, but those secrets and Demons hidden beside her still worried him.

He didn't believe that group of world-destroying Demons would act out of the goodness of their hearts to work for a human like Elizabeth. But no matter what they plotted, Fisher was certain this was absolutely not a good thing for Elizabeth and Raphaela and the others...

He still needed to climb.

He had already decided that upon reaching the rear of the Dragon Court, he would begin attempting to read the other two Completion Handbooks in his hands according to the hints from the Demi-Human Completion Handbook, no matter how dangerous it might be.

"Fisher, hurry up! We're almost to the second half of the mountain range!"

Ahead, Raphaela's calling voice sounded. Fisher's eyes also raised a bit, preparing to keep up with her pace.

But before that, Fisher first lowered his head to look at Eimhart, who had completely shrunk into his clothes playing dead, and couldn't help but ask,

"What are you doing? Why did you suddenly hide away while listening?"

"...I'm afraid of the cold."

From his bosom, his muffled voice, seemingly enduring something, reached him, causing Fisher to raise an eyebrow,

"Cold?"

He glanced at the surroundings with suitable temperature, involuntarily growing doubtful,

"You actually feel cold?"

"I don't know, maybe it's an illusion, hahahaha..."

Fine, this guy probably turned stupid from staying out for a whole night yesterday.

Fisher shook his head, having no choice but to keep up with Raphaela's footsteps ahead first, continuing towards the rear of the Dragon Court.

Their tracks were concealed, and their movements swift. After having breakfast in the morning and setting off with their luggage, by the evening of that very day, they had already arrived at the second half of the Southern Branch Mountain Range, which was also the highest point of the entire mountain range.

The route Raphaela traveled was special. It was unknown if this was a conventional secret path of the Red Dragon Court, but anyway, on this journey rushing back to the rear with Raphaela, not only was the road easy to traverse, but they didn't encounter obstructing forces like Lar from before midway, so the journey appeared exceptionally smooth.

They made do for another night in a mountain cave outside. Truth be told, Fisher originally thought the Dragon-kin's demands towards their Tail-Compatible Partner were a joke, or at least he thought it wouldn't be this exaggerated.

Everything was very normal and warm until tonight when preparing to retire, Raphaela once again quietly wrapped her tail around Fisher's hand with a slightly reddened face, and the atmosphere changed once again.

Seeing Raphaela's appearance where everything was understood without words, Fisher roughly knew her thoughts again...

Fisher fell silent for a moment. One must know, during past journeys, having been cursed by the bully that was the Demi-Human Completion Handbook, he was usually either enduring it or enduring it until he exploded. Taking whatever he wanted so freely—such a huge difference truly made him quite unaccustomed.

It was hard to imagine what exactly the newlywed lives of those Dragon-kin couples were like.

Fisher originally wanted to refuse. It wasn't due to reasons like a single day making food tasteless, or not yet recovering energy; principally, having chased Eimhart out... no, having let Eimhart volunteer to go adventuring just last night, doing this again tonight was truly somewhat unfair to him.

One must know, back then he wasn't even willing to stay long beside that Archangel Gabriel who might have created him, willing instead to return with Fisher. Treating him like this, even from Fisher's perspective, was indeed not handled well.

Just as Fisher was caught in the middle, caught in a dilemma, Eimhart actually willingly ran out to stay for another night!

Mhm, this time it was truly willing. Fisher guaranteed that even after urging him to stay repeatedly, he was unwilling to stay.

"We'll arrive at the Dragon Court tomorrow. Rest well, Fisher!"

Sunny and bright, just like a good book sincerely caring for a friend, he earnestly exhorted Fisher with these words right before leaving.

Then, he hummed a song and flew away extremely sensibly, faster than Fisher could imagine, leaving time and space to Fisher and Raphaela, who wished they could stick together every moment.

But regardless, another night passed like this.

Setting out again on the second day, Eimhart flew back very sensibly again, obediently hiding into Fisher's bosom without a single word of complaint...

It appeared that besides Renee, the person Eimhart had a relatively milder attitude towards was Raphaela.

Jasmine was relatively gentle, so his relationship with Eimhart could be considered passable or poor; Elizabeth chased Fisher and him all over the world, so perhaps he also felt she was terrifying; Valentiina often bickered with him and loved to bully him, so he probably had to hide from Valentiina...

Mhm, that should be it.

On the morning of the second day, after crossing the highest peak of the second half of the Southern Branch Mountain Range, the subsequent journey was entirely downhill.

Descending from the mountain range, plains similar to the north appeared before Fisher's eyes.

On those plains, he saw large swathes of farmland. Many Demi-human races that originally should have lived in the north had migrated here, engaging in the work of production. Due to the Red Dragon Court's smaller territory and dense population, looking at it from a density perspective, this place was actually far higher than the northern Pseudo-Court.

"Wu! Wu! Wu!"

In the distant cities, traces of military training and combat preparation could be seen everywhere; yet the Order of war and production was methodical, not appearing chaotic at all, displaying the vigorous vitality of this place to Fisher amid its high-speed operation...

It seemed the person managing this place was not to be underestimated either.

That Priest Raphaela mentioned...

"Fisher, let's go. We'll head to the outer Command and Battle Court first. I need to issue some orders. Then, we'll go to the Household Affairs Court. Mill is right there, she can also temporarily provide you with an identity for movement... Oh, speaking of which, her third child has also been born; I haven't even seen it yet..."

After descending the mountain, Raphaela had already arranged the matters for their return in advance. Finally, she turned her head, smiling as she told Fisher,

"After that, we will go to the Prayer and Blessing Tower. Faxir and Kexir are there, we'll be living there for quite a long time afterward."