The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

There was new movement from the Naris human allied army ahead. For the Red Dragon Court in the south, this was an urgent military matter. The very first thing Raphaela did upon returning was to issue the corresponding orders, and she also needed to confirm the current situation of the army.

Fisher didn't follow her inside, merely waiting for her in the city, which incidentally allowed him to observe the situation here.

The city emerging here didn't have a specific name. Even after residing here for a few years, this wasn't a place for permanent residence for the Red Dragon Court, so it still retained the name of their initial stronghold: Sunset Valley.

But actually, this place was quite a distance away from the Sunset Valley where the true Bat-kin lived.

Originally, before the Red Dragon Court raised its army, they bided their time in Sunset Valley near the coast at the southernmost tip. But ever since Raphaela ignited the flames of war in the Southern Continent and emerged prominently before the world, Sunset Valley became a target of public criticism, having been bombarded by numerous warships from the West Continent.

Even hiding beneath the ground couldn't escape Schwari's cannons and magic. So later on, they migrated a distance northward, entering the hinterland beneath the mountain range, while utilizing the original Sunset Valley as a defense line.

Currently, in the city of Sunset Valley, many different species of Demi-humans walked by. Of course, humans were also among them. That's why Raphaela said that coming here would be much more convenient; at least right now, his standing on the street waiting wouldn't appear conspicuous. It was just that occasionally some Demi-human females looked over, as if puzzled about when a handsome human male had appeared here.

Of course, Fisher didn't think their gazes held romantic interest. He estimated they merely suspected if he might be a spy from the north.

The residents here dressed plainly and were all busy, as if everyone was operating highly efficiently like components in a machine.

"Fisher."

Just as he and Eimhart were surveying their surroundings, Raphaela also returned from behind. It was just that unlike the conspicuous appearance of wearing armor when she arrived, she now wore a light red robe that covered everything on her body.

Immediately after, she also draped that robe over Fisher, turning their outfits into "couple's attire".

"Raphaela?"

Fisher glanced at Raphaela, whose face was completely hidden beneath the cloak. The cloak's hood was loose, just enough to accommodate the Soul Twin Horns on her head without letting them stick out abruptly.

"This is the attire of the Prayer and Blessing Tower. Just like you, I also can't easily show my face in public, otherwise we'll be surrounded in a moment... Previously when I returned, I always came back with the army. The onlookers could block the streets, and there were almost accidents a few years ago... This way is good, neither you nor I will attract attention."

Looking at the bustling city around her, the corners of Raphaela's mouth also curved up naturally.

It could be seen that she had poured a great deal of painstaking effort into the Dragon Court she established. She wanted such peace to blossom across the entire Southern Continent, so they would no longer be scattered and bullied as in the past.

Of course, there would also be conflicts amongst themselves, but right now the main conflict was still the Green Dragon Court in the north and Naris.

"They love and respect you very much..."

"I don't know about that either."

Fisher smiled faintly, casting another glance at the grown-up Dragon-kin beside him. He didn't speak much more, merely following her towards the next stop, the Household Affairs Court.

"...Because the war hasn't ended yet, in order to directly mobilize resources to the maximum extent, a wartime system is still adopted here. For many matters, the Prayer and Blessing Tower requires officials of the Dragon Court to directly intervene and handle them. The Household Affairs Court is precisely such an existence. Mill is currently working inside."

Not long after, amidst this casual introduction, the two of them had already passed through the streets and the busy residents of the Red Dragon Court, arriving at the depths of the city, the heart of the Red Dragon Court.

In the past, within the glorious, vast Femabaha Dragon Court, these tangible administrative institutions were not only separate from each other, but also had parallel projections functioning downward.

The Four Branch Dragon-kin Tribes were previously units through which the Dragon Court administered the surrounding territories, and beneath them were similarly established institutions fulfilling the identical duties. They belonged to the administration of the Four Branch Dragon Courts while also being directly subordinate to the Femabaha Dragon Court. In past years, such a system helped the Femabaha Dragon Court appropriately manage the Southern Continent until their demise.

And this also made it very difficult for Fisher to imagine how a unified nation possessing such a perfect system and culture could unexpectedly vanish into the long river of history overnight.

But he also understood that behind this speed that surpassed ordinary imagination and rules, there must be an extraordinary power at work.

For example, according to what Raphaela said, if Dragon God Femabaha was still alive today and still lying in the ruins of the Dragon Court, then why didn't he take action when the Dragon Court perished? Could it be because the Dragon-kin were weaker than the other two Mythical Species, so Femabaha, who revered power and barbarism, didn't value them?

Fisher thought it shouldn't go that far. The Femabaha Dragon Court worshipped him as a god and the source of their bloodline; it shouldn't just be wishful thinking on their part...

Or perhaps, the problems the Dragon Court faced at that time were extremely severe, and even the result Fisher saw today was already achieved after Femabaha took action.

If it was like this, then it meant: a Demigod, yet still unable to protect the Dragon Court created by his descendants...

Was it because of the Mother Goddess?

Was it because of his Demigod siblings fighting him?

Or was it like that time in the Ideal State...

Regardless, now that times have changed, the Red Dragon Court huddled here was already powerless to replicate the various institutions of the past. They merely adopted the names handed down from them, but in reality, at this moment they all fell in one place—

That was beneath the Prayer and Blessing Tower.

"We are here, Fisher."

Fisher's thoughts were yanked back by Raphaela's reminder. He naturally looked up, and right at this moment, saw a tall building constructed entirely of stone standing tall at the heart of the Red Dragon Court.

The building was simple, and the traces of rushed work could be clearly seen, corresponding precisely to the situation back then when the Dragon Courts were forced to retreat south and confront each other. But even so, one could still see that the stone tower together with the surrounding buildings uncannily resembled a giant dragon brandishing its fangs and claws. This different cultural architecture blowing against one's face was completely different from the Green Dragon Court's buildings that closely resembled Naris.

It was surrounded by walls for defense, and fully armed soldiers stood outside the gate. However, under the guidance of Dragon Queen Raphaela, Fisher and Eimhart, who was curiously observing from his bosom, were successfully led inside.

The scrutinizing gazes of the soldiers behind were keenly perceived by Fisher. Very clearly, they were also curious about who this person hiding beneath a cloak standing beside the Dragon Queen was...

If not for the reason of height, they estimated they would even think it was Priest Jasmine.

Following Raphaela into the Prayer and Blessing Tower, the hall on the first floor was spacious, with many Demi-humans working inside. Fisher even saw clearly divided functional areas on the walls:

Household Affairs Court, Weapons Court, Magic Court, Prayer and Blessing Tower, King's Court...

As Raphaela continuously advanced forward, the office areas of this place reached the Royal Court in the rear. Consequently, the surrounding personnel also became much fewer, and Raphaela finally could lower the hood on her head.

"Here is fine. There are no outsiders here, and it's also generally where I reside when I return to the Royal Court..."

"Lady Raphaela! You've returned!"

"Lady Raphaela!"

Fisher's ears twitched slightly. Eimhart in his bosom also seemingly like watching a play, flew out and landed on Fisher's shoulder. However, for an unknown reason, upon seeing the two figures appearing in the distance, he withdrew his gaze somewhat disappointedly.

He saw that the newcomers were precisely the two white Dragon-kin who were already as tall as Raphaela. Both wore a loose white short robe with a Dagger equipped at their waists. Behind them, tails that were slightly longer and thinner than Raphaela's wagged slightly, revealing their excitement at seeing Raphaela. Their faces were about ninety percent similar, each growing a long horn emanating milky-white light on their left and right foreheads respectively.

Furthermore, at this moment, they each carried a Dragon-kin infant in their arms. One big and one small, but neither had passed three years old. Sparse yellow Dragon Scales grew on their bodies, looking somewhat silly and quite cute. They just stayed in the arms of the two Dragon-kin, curiously looking at the distant Raphaela and Fisher beside her...

"Faxir, Kexir. Ah, why are Mill's children also here? Lille, Rolle, quickly call auntie."

"Aba aba aba..."

Indeed, the two Dragon-kin appearing before their eyes were precisely the personal guards Faxir and Kexir who were similarly captured along with Raphaela back then. Five years had passed. The two of them, inherently older than Lar, had also passed their adulthood ceremonies, growing horns representing the spirit of the Dragon-kin.

"Lady Raphaela, Lady Yali'er came by previously, and incidentally wanted to see Sister Mill's babies..."

"And then Sister Mill brought them over, it's just that Hal is already at school, so she only brought Lille and Rolle..."

"But after Lady Yali'er left, Sister Mill just now also seemed to have some urgent business to attend to, so she temporarily entrusted Lille and Rolle to us to look after..."

"Lady Raphaela, you don't know, they're truly too noisy, I... Sigh. Fi... F-F-Fischer?!"

"Yeah, yeah, they are truly... Fischer?!!"

Just as before, even after becoming adults, Faxir and Kexir were as if their minds were connected, continuously finishing each other's sentences. Accompanied by their almost identical appearances and expressions, sometimes one truly would mistakenly identify exactly who was who among them...

However, what was better than before was that they had now grown horns, one on the left and one on the right, which could serve as a clear distinguishing mark.

When they saw the smiling Fisher appearing beside Raphaela, the two Dragon-kin sisters who were complaining with sorrowful faces both crashed simultaneously. Only after several seconds passed did Kexir open her mouth,

"C-Could it be the Naris ghosts attacked?"

"So fast? I-I didn't hear any commotion..."

The expression Raphaela previously had smiling instantly turned dark. If it wasn't for them still holding children in their arms, she might have truly given them each a Dragon Punch.

"Fisher just came to find me, he has nothing to do with Naris's affairs. Could it be you guys still don't trust him?"

Reaching this point in the words, their astonished and crashed expressions finally dissipated instantly. They also smiled, speaking to Fisher in the Nari Language,

"Just joking. We just didn't expect to still be able to see you after so long has passed..."

"Welcome back, Fischer Benavides."

Fisher also nodded, opening his mouth to reply,

"Rare indeed. Not only did you learn the Nari Language, but you actually also remembered my full name... Long time no see, Faxir, Kexir."

"Hmph hmph, understanding the enemy is the first step to defeating the enemy."

"Moreover, if you met Lar, you'd know that fellow is also incredible. Clearly hasn't come of age yet, but is surprisingly quite capable of fighting..."

Raphaela looked around, temporarily interrupting their exchange of pleasantries, and opened her mouth to say,

"Lar is the one who found Fisher. Alright, alright, you guys temporarily act as the wet nurses for these two little runts. When Mill returns, I still have to trouble her to help Fisher arrange an identity to move around in the Dragon Court... However, speaking of which, it's possible she became busy precisely because of the orders I issued previously in the military camp."

"Military camp? Right, Lady Raphaela coming back this time..."

"The Naris people and the guys from the Pseudo-Court are moving..." Kexir and Faxir's expressions turned somewhat serious, but before that, Raphaela shook her head and said, "No need to worry, I came back just to handle this matter. Before that, Fisher, you temporarily stay here. I want to tell her the surprise of my reunion with you. She should be inside the Royal Court right now..."

Needless to say, that "she" was the good sister Priest Raphaela mentioned previously.

"Alright."

Fisher nodded, watching Raphaela excitedly turn around to leave. But before taking a few steps, the tip of her tail behind her seemed to twist a half-circle as if reminding her thoughts. Subsequently, she was pulled by that tail to turn her head, looking at Fisher.

At this moment, her gaze was somewhat evasive, and her face was also slightly flushed. Just as Fisher was still puzzled over what words she couldn't bring herself to say, she suddenly spoke.

"And then, after that, Fisher, you... the two of us, come with me to a place... to the Myriad Flower Court..."

"Myriad Flower Court?"

Fisher was somewhat puzzled, but Raphaela before him nodded with a flushed face.

Beside them, Kexir, carrying Mill's child with one hand, smiled faintly, and then opened her mouth to remind him,

"Fisher, that is the sacred land of our Dragon-kin. Not only is it the location of the school open to the Dragon-kin and other ethnic groups, but you don't know this, the names of the newborns of our Dragon-kin must be bestowed by the elders there... Crucially, Raphaela's mother, Lady Yali'er whom we mentioned earlier, is responsible for managing that place."

Faxir also chuckled lightly and said,

"Lady Raphaela, wants to take you to see her mother."

Fisher was slightly stunned, also understanding the deep meaning behind Raphaela's action. But turning his head to look, he saw the Dragon Queen's face redden even a bit more. Her gaze became even more evasive, yet her words remained as firm as always,

"Just... just taking him to see the situation over there, that's all. You... alright, you just stay here first. We'll talk after I introduce my good sister to you..."

A bit of thin steam curled up from Raphaela's body. Subsequently, wagging her tail, she turned around and walked briskly towards the distance, looking as if she was running away.

On his shoulder, Eimhart, who was originally looking around, for some unknown reason suddenly became energetic, hopping east and bouncing west, seemingly doing preparatory exercises like stretching movements. He didn't know if he was tired from staying in Fisher's bosom.

Meanwhile, Fisher watched Raphaela's back disappear little by little, and a slight smile also curled up at the corners of his mouth.

In truth, he didn't completely lack experience meeting the woman's parents before.

Early in his youth, when he was deeply in love with Elizabeth at the Royal Academy, he had entered the Golden Palace to meet Elizabeth's relatives and father. However, it went without saying that it was a rather unpleasant memory.

At that time, he experienced the disappointment of bringing the lover he was devoted to home with full anticipation, only to be ridiculed overtly and covertly by the relatives he trusted and relied on the most.

This pressure was difficult even for Fisher to face at that time, let alone the fact that it was during a public banquet where the Godlin Royal Family didn't dare excessively despise this young man who had already become Helson's student at the time.

Fisher could perhaps guess what Elizabeth faced privately at that time was obstruction hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of times greater than his. Yet even so, after that failed meeting, she still didn't give up on Fisher, even making that "Universal Request" representing her passionate emotions for him...

She stubbornly and recklessly refused to let go; the one who let go was Fisher, who was ignorant of everything at the time and only felt guilty now.

Fisher had learned the lesson from before, so at this moment he wasn't worried at all that Raphaela's mother might feel disappointed with this different-species human from an enemy nation. To put it better, he was certain the other party would inevitably be disappointed in him.

It couldn't be helped. Even if the other party was magnanimous enough to completely disregard his race and nationality, simply knowing he was a greedy bad person who didn't know how to restrain himself was enough.

The buffs on him were simply fully stacked. If the other party's brain was normal, they would definitely object.

Yet Raphaela's willingness to act like this had already displayed her emotions towards him, just like what Elizabeth did all those years ago...

It was just that this time, he would absolutely not let go again no matter what.

Raphaela walked briskly through the corridors of the Royal Court, passing by the lifelike drawings of the ancient Dragon Court murals and Fermabaha's true appearance along the way.

To say it was shameful, when she entered the ruins back then, she knew nothing at all, focusing solely on the Dragon God's true body that seemed to pop out from myths and legends. It was her sister who was meticulous, unexpectedly memorizing the murals that appeared along the way and reproducing them here.

And it was exactly these orthodox paintings and dossiers unknown even to the northern Dragon Court that caused many Demi-humans scattered all over to pledge allegiance to Raphaela's Dragon Court one after another, and even when defeated in battle later on they never abandoned it.

Just as Buer sang, even in Raphaela's heart, this sister's sentiment with her was even deeper.

"Click-clack..."

Raphaela quickly traversed the corridor in the Royal Court and arrived before the bedchamber, the place where she usually handled affairs—after Raphaela went to garrison the front lines, she completely entrusted this place to the Priest sister she trusted, up until today, without even worrying the slightest that she would seize her power.

And indeed, just as she expected, she quickly saw a figure writing something in front of a desk in the hall ahead.

That was a Demi-human completely different from the creatures of the Southern Continent. Long ago, Raphaela already knew she was a Demi-human from the Ocean, and every once in a while, this friend even had to go back to the sea to take a swim.

Just from a distance, the gentle and humble aura emanating from the other party spread out.

Like a spring rain moistening things silently, making people comfortable; like a soft embrace close at hand, making people sense warmth.

Raphaela's footsteps slowed down little by little, but ultimately couldn't stop herself from stepping into the hall, looking at the blue-haired girl recording something before the desk, the long ears on both sides of her cheeks constantly moving.

Compared to before, similar to Raphaela, her appearance hadn't changed much, her face still carrying some cute baby fat. However, having experienced numerous matters of the Dragon Court, she was long since unlike when she first came ashore, so inexperienced and helpless.

The youthful and extremely beautiful face of the Whale-kin, almost seeming as if never ravaged by the years, paired with a Soul that had undergone some measure of wind and frost, added a contradictory yet unobtrusive Soul to her.

Yes, this current Dragon Court Priest Demi-human girl was...

"Jasmine!"

"Eh, Raphaela? You came back from the front?"

The girl sitting before the table fell into a brief stupor, momentarily pulling herself out from the busy affairs before her eyes. When she saw the red-haired Dragon-kin standing at the doorway, joy instantly enveloped her face. She stood up to greet her and opened her mouth to say,

"Is there some urgent intelligence needing handling that made you actually take the fast route to come back personally?"

Raphaela opened her arms to embrace her for a moment, and only then took a step back to speak,

"That's indeed the case... but before that, I also want to tell you a surprise."

"Surprise?"

Jasmine smiled, looking at Raphaela before her with a bit of perplexity. However, she saw Raphaela looking extremely happy. Subsequently, Raphaela nodded and asked in return,

"Yeah, Jasmine, do you still remember our promise from several years ago?"

Yes, the promise...

Back then, when she had just arrived at the Dragon Court, she learned how strikingly similar her situation was to this Dragon-kin shouldering heavy responsibilities.

Both were waiting and searching for some person, both were working hard for their own goals...

So they had made a promise to help each other, to together become the person they wanted to become in their hearts, and achieve the goals they wanted to accomplish.

This vision had never been forgotten by Jasmine, until today.

She had tempered herself in the mortal world on land for so long, continuously accumulating strength to raise her rank and state of mind...

"Raphaela, are you saying..."

Could it be that Raphaela had already waited for the person she wanted to wait for?

Although the battle situation for the Dragon Court wasn't going smoothly right now, even so, waiting for the person in one's heart was also a matter worthy of rejoicing.

If it was like this, Jasmine would also be happy for her from the bottom of her heart.

Raphaela before her smiled faintly, yet couldn't bear to spend time on explanations that appeared superfluous at this moment. The two had been sisters for many years; sometimes just a single look was enough to read each other. Therefore, she merely grabbed Jasmine's hand and while pulling her outside, smiled and said,

"Jasmine, follow me and you'll know."

"Haha, alright."

Watching the sister before her be so happy, Jasmine gave a helpless smile and had no choice but to temporarily put down the matters in her hands and follow her.

Returning quickly along the original path, that urgent joy wishing to share, that impatient mood wanting her to meet her beloved one...

For many years before, they had always endured and didn't confide in each other, deeply afraid of hesitating and becoming impatient halfway through the journey.

But now, she could finally solemnly introduce the person she had waited for to the other party.

Their footsteps were very fast, so the hall where Fisher and Faxir and the others were previously standing quickly appeared in their sights.

And subsequently emerging was the handsome Naris gentleman who was dealing with the lively infants in the arms of the Dragon-kin sisters, Fisher.

He was conversing with Faxir and the others, and a living, strange book stood on his shoulder, constantly looking in this direction.

He was at the Mythic Rank, so of course he could hear the newcomers' voices, and thus had long since looked over there a step earlier...

But with just this single second of eye contact, the expressions of this human gentleman and the book on his shoulder became varied.

Fisher's face abruptly gave rise to stiffness, as if he had suddenly seen some terrifying scene. For a moment, even someone as powerful as a Mythic Rank was unexpectedly entirely unable to move; while the book on his shoulder... well, actually bizarrely revealed a "Ah, finally comfortable" expression of gratification...

While in the corridor, Raphaela and Jasmine's expressions were also different.

Raphaela first looked at Jasmine beside her, then smilingly looked forward again, at the lover she had waited for so long.

Subsequently, she gently let go of Jasmine's wrist beside her and reached her hand out towards Fisher ahead, whose expression and posture had both turned stiff, making the gesture of introducing the other party to the sister beside her.

And it was precisely this sudden action of turning her head and introducing that made Raphaela completely fail to notice the strange state of the sister beside her.

Actually, even before she and Raphaela walked out of the corridor, her extremely sharp vision had already discovered that blurry figure in the distance. Her heart almost stopped beating, and she could barely maintain even her breathing.

Earlier she still thought Raphaela had found the lover she had waited for so long, but... but that figure really resembled...

Thus, reasonably, another conjecture surged into her mind.

Could it be Teacher Fisher heard about her situation in the Southern Continent, so he didn't consider traveling ten thousand miles far and came to the Southern Continent, wanting to find her?

So, he came to the frontlines, and the result was he met Raphaela who was garrisoned there. Teacher Fisher was very strong, so Raphaela and the others shouldn't have been able to take him down easily. That was how he got the chance to tell Raphaela about his and her matters...

So, actually, the surprise Raphaela spoke of, is this!?

Right now, Raphaela, gazing at Fisher ahead, smilingly introduced to Jasmine beside her,

"Jasmine, let me introduce you. This is Fischer Benavides, precisely my husb—"

But right as she opened her mouth, the teary-eyed, moved Jasmine ran out a step ahead, bypassing Raphaela's introducing hand, and under Raphaela's somewhat surprised gaze radially ran towards her own husband.

Subsequently, she fiercely plunged into Fisher's embrace, and amidst the surprised gazes of the whole room excluding Fisher and Eimhart, tightly hugged the Fisher she had been separated from for so long,

"Teacher Fisher!!"

The smile on Raphaela's face instantly stiffened, transforming into unbelievable, terrifying shock.

And her introducing hand stretched out previously, still remained stiffly suspended in mid-air just like that.

The tail behind her drooped down fiercely, and subsequently the entire dragon became completely motionless just like a statue...

While Jasmine tightly embraced Fisher, burying her head deeply in Fisher's chest. Blame it on her being truly too excited. The joy after a long separation was truly too difficult to put into words, even sufficient to overshadow everything in her heart.

Therefore, she didn't realize that the body of the Fisher before her eyes right now was so stiff. She didn't realize that the expression on the face of the cheap Lord Book right now was grinning secretly to an unknown degree; she also didn't realize that the hall right now had fallen into a dead silence where dropping a needle would be like thunder...

Even the two little babies of Mill staying in Faxir and Kexir's arms seemed to read the atmosphere; they treated one of their little claws as a pacifier, stuffing it into their mouths while timidly looking in Fisher's direction.

And right now, the completely oblivious Jasmine also turned her head back with tears in her eyes extremely excitedly, looking at Raphaela who was frozen on the spot like a zombie.

She wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, and choking with sobs, spoke to her with both excitement and gratitude,

"Raphaela... sob sob, thank you... this surprise I'm really... sob sob... thank you, Raphaela..."