The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

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

"Jasmine..."

Jasmine wiped the tears from her eyes, tightly hugging Fisher before her. Since their last parting, it had been a very, very long time since she had seen Fisher again.

She still remembered that originally she was supposed to stay sleeping at the bottom of the water just as Fisher expected. But ever since she heard that the world on the surface might very likely usher in an apocalypse, she made an agreement with her mother, Xuan Can, out of concern for Fisher and came ashore, hoping to enter the Mythic Rank before the apocalypse arrived.

Now, having gone through untold hardships, the apocalypse was imminent, yet she was stuck just before the Mythic Rank, unable to advance further for a long time. This kind of depression and confusion was not a bit less than Raphaela, who was beaten into suffering continuous defeats by the puppet supported by Naris.

Not to mention, as the Grand Priest of the Red Dragon Court, the affairs of the Red Dragon Court were not merely Raphaela's matters; she was also working hard for them, never slacking off for a single day over the past five-plus years.

Only today, upon seeing the person she longed for day and night again, even Jasmine couldn't help but have her eyes turn red, feeling sentimental in her heart, wishing she could tell the person before her all her past experiences, thoughts, and feelings.

But for all this, she still had to thank her good sister Raphaela. Thanks to the surprise she brought her, she could reunite with Teacher Fisher.

In the distance, Raphaela stood with her mouth slightly open, staring blankly at Jasmine in Fisher's embrace. Her mind had gone completely blank.

At this very moment, her brain was like a sluggish machine filled with rusted parts, desperately trying to calm her explosive emotions and questions, attempting to analyze the current situation.

But seeing Jasmine's proud bosom constantly pressing against Fisher's body, she still almost died of breathlessness and planted face-first right there.

"Um, Lady Jasmine..."

Fortunately, there were also two Dragon-kin guards with hesitant faces beside them, as well as Eimhart acting as the eagerly trying "war correspondent" commentator.

Faxir looked at Raphaela, then looked at Jasmine, who was currently completely immersed in the joy of reunion and still thought the surprise Raphaela prepared for her was Fisher. Faxir was somewhat hesitating to speak, but after a moment, she still opened her mouth and asked doubtfully,

"Is Fisher related to you? It seems you... know him?"

"Why ask that? Of course I know Teacher Fisher, Ra..."

Jasmine was somewhat bewildered, not understanding why Faxir before her would ask this. But when she turned to look at Raphaela over there, who was looking at her in unbelievable shock, even the dullest person should realize something was wrong...

A somewhat terrifying possibility suddenly surged into Jasmine's head.

What if... she meant what if, Teacher Fisher wasn't a surprise prepared for her at all, but originally, the husband Raphaela was waiting for was Fisher.

Raphaela bringing Teacher Fisher over this time was originally meant to introduce him to herself, but because she hadn't thought in that direction, so she...

Didn't that mean the person she and Raphaela had been waiting for so long was actually the same person?!

Good, the Dragon-kin guard's first probing punch woke up the still-unclear Jasmine, dragging her into the battlefield in passing!

"Jasmine... th-this... what's going on?"

At this moment, the incredibly stiff Raphaela in the distance, after several seconds of struggle, finally moved her steps. She slowly walked over here in small steps, her eyes full of doubt and incomprehension.

"Raphaela, I... I thought you... it was Teacher Fisher who came to find me, so..."

"Teacher Fisher?"

Indeed, Jasmine had told her previously that the person she admired was an incredible human, but she never said the person she admired was precisely Fischer Benavides of Naris.

She even thought Jasmine, like herself, had fallen in love with some gentleman from the West Continent, which was why she...

No, actually, if one really looked into it, everything made sense...

Because she had never deeply questioned Jasmine's privacy, just as Jasmine had never questioned about her feelings with Fisher...

They rarely discussed this point with each other, merely working hard individually, hoping to achieve their goals one day.

She needed to become stronger until she was powerful enough to face various crises; while she herself also wanted to liberate the Southern Continent from the dark clouds of slavery, no longer being looked down upon by humans...

But why... clearly such a matter worthy of singing praises... why had it turned out like this now?

Raphaela simply didn't understand.

She bit her lip, her mind a tangled mess. But looking at Jasmine's hands still tightly hugging Fisher's body, for some unknown reason, the more she looked at it, the more glaring it became.

She hastily looked at Fisher beside Jasmine, hoping he would give an answer and an explanation, letting her survive this difficult moment that instantly turned from "joyful surprise" to "painful shock",

"Fisher... th-this... what is going on?"

"Teacher Fisher..."

Jasmine also stayed beside Fisher, her eyes full of moisture as she looked at him.

Raphaela completely couldn't bear to look at Jasmine staying beside Fisher anymore. She repeated herself, opening her mouth towards Fisher,

"Fisher!"

Eimhart started laughing, quietly watching as he slid unprepared into this terrifying battlefield, preparing to see how he operates in this certain-death situation.

And Fisher, who was looked at by both of them simultaneously at this moment, also had his body become as stiff as metal.

To him, this was indeed a terrifying shock.

The key lay in that although he had made the decision to face the debts he owed in the past before returning to the modern era, he never said he wanted to immediately and unpreparedly welcome the furious bombardment of two ladies right away. Furthermore, what even he hadn't figured out was why it was Jasmine and Raphaela, and in such an unheralded manner!!

Earlier he even thought Jasmine was sleeping at the bottom of the sea. Even pushing his brain to one hundred and twenty percent of its limit, he completely couldn't figure out when Jasmine secretly sneaked ashore and stayed with Raphaela, and even became the Grand Priest... Wasn't she supposed to be at the bottom of the sea controlling her Curse?

Though on the surface it seemed Jasmine had completely mastered and harmonized with the Curse, Fisher didn't know if he should be happy or unhappy right now.

Electrical arcs continuously flashed through his brain, almost burning it out. Compared to the gentle Jasmine, who might also be completely bewildered but had not yet produced any emotions other than doubt, Raphaela was completely different. Aside from sensing the unbelievable shock, Fisher of course also felt anger burning like fire.

Seeing the person one loved hugged in the arms of one's sister, this feeling was obviously unpleasant.

Ideas of turning around and running away even began to form in Fisher's mind...

He turned his head away, his peripheral vision just catching Eimhart beside him, rocking back and forth with laughter, almost jumping up to open champagne...

It seemed this guy might have long since known a few clues. No wonder he was so abnormal yesterday; he'd even thought his brain was fried.

But then again, since he decided to come back and see Raphaela, then inevitably he had to face the situation of seeing Jasmine. And Eimhart also probably only got the news after arriving at the Southern Branch Mountain Range, precisely the night he chased him away.

In just a single day, what preparations could he make? Nothing more than a few deep breaths and thinking about the past.

Only clearly, running away wouldn't work.

Either hold on even in death, or have nothing left but a ravaged ground. How was he to choose?

Fisher took a deep breath, calming down as much as possible, treating this moment and any similar situation later on as a life-and-death crisis, necessitating him to rouse all his spirit.

He first temporarily separated himself a short distance from Jasmine who was hugging him tightly beside him. While Jasmine was standing there in a slight daze with her mouth open, he looked at Raphaela and opened his mouth to say,

"Raphaela, Jasmine and I indeed know each other. She had entered Saint-Nazareth at the time, and happened to be one of my students. Until later when I was forced to leave Saint-Nazareth due to Elizabeth placing a bounty on me, did we separate..."

Watching the near-zero-distance contact between Jasmine and Fisher being separated by Fisher, Raphaela's blank brain finally stopped crashing. Her tail rose in a slight arc, as if these words finally managed to enter her brain and be processed by her.

She didn't speak for a moment, but Jasmine beside Fisher nodded. Looking at Fisher rather worriedly, she opened her mouth and spoke to him,

"Teacher Fisher, ever since I could freely control the Curse, I came ashore. Previously, I've been constantly asking for news about you, but..."

Jasmine's words paused briefly, then she looked hesitantly at Raphaela behind her, unable to help asking,

"Does this mean, Teacher Fisher, you... are truly Raphaela's husband?"

"Husband?"

This time it was Fisher's turn to be utterly bewildered. The rhythm he was using to turn the situation around was abruptly interrupted. He turned back to look at Raphaela, only to see her purse her lips and slightly avert her gaze, then unapologetically look back.

However, there was no tit for tat in those eyes; there were only the burning emotions she ought to have when saying this word...

Raphaela herself also knew that she hadn't had a marriage ceremony with Fisher. But she and he had already... moreover, he was also her Tail-Compatible Partner. According to the rules of the Dragon-kin, Fisher by right should have been her husband!

But... Fisher was a human from the West Continent. The humans there excelled at seeking pleasure; where was there any chastity to speak of.

She had even seen with her own eyes that a prostitute who might have had relations with many people had even sent Fisher flowers!

Looking at Raphaela staring straight at him with those emerald-green eyes, Fisher paused for a moment and was just about to open his mouth. But once unexpected changes occurred and the conflict began to intensify, it was no longer his turn to control the words.

He saw Kexir, hugging the child behind him, take the lead in joining the battlefield at this moment, muddying the already incredibly chaotic atmosphere even further. She was heard saying to Jasmine,

"Lady Jasmine, long before Fisher returned to Saint-Nazareth, he had already become acquainted with Lady Raphaela. Although indeed, due to objective conditions at the time, Lady Raphaela didn't have a wedding ceremony with Fisher, in the eyes and concepts of the Dragon-kin, as Lady Raphaela's Tail-Compatible Partner, Fisher is indeed Raphaela's husband... Lady Jasmine, you have stayed in the Dragon Court for so long, you should know exactly what a Tail-Compatible Partner means to the Dragon-kin."

"I... I know, but..."

Jasmine looked at Raphaela looking at Teacher Fisher beside her. Her eyes were full of passion, just like when she mentioned "husband" earlier. She had said she was very grateful to her husband.

When Raphaela was captured by humans and reduced to a slave as lowly as livestock, it was he who saved her. He didn't bully her, but instead treated her equally, respected her views, taught her many principles, and helped her overcome the difficulties of confusion and reality.

She had such deep feelings for him, and she also firmly believed that although parting was a necessary step, the feelings between him and her wouldn't dissipate because of it.

Raphaela had always been waiting for the day to see him again, hoping to stand beside him equally and break free from the worldly views.

Moreover, looking closely, not only did she meet Teacher Fisher after Raphaela, but it also seemed she hadn't had any substantial progress with Teacher Fisher.

Although Raphaela hadn't substantially become husband and wife with Fisher either, what about herself? She hadn't even broken free from the shackles of teacher and student yet...

Then what should she do?

Should she let go?

A slight ringing sounded by Jasmine's ears. She looked at Raphaela before her, then somewhat hesitantly withdrew her gaze.

But when she looked at Fisher beside her, that rhetorical question in her heart seemed so deafening again...

Raphaela had waited and worked hard for so long, but... had she herself not waited and worked hard for so long?

She...

Didn't want to let go.

"But, hasn't Raphaela not held a wedding ceremony with Teacher Fisher yet?"

After a moment of silence, Jasmine raised her head and suddenly spoke thus.

The originally soft, squeezed Whale-kin unexpectedly showed signs of fighting back at this moment, catching both the commentator Eimhart and the other party off guard.

Well fought, girl.

Raphaela turned her head to look at Jasmine, her footsteps inevitably taking a slight step back, her body unbelievably stiff.

Meanwhile, Kexir and Faxir, holding the children, also sighed and said,

"That's indeed true, but Lady Raphaela and Fisher have already consummated their relationship, a point that cannot be denied. Furthermore, matters like a wedding ceremony are human customs to begin with. As long as a Dragon-kin has seen the parents and obtained the acknowledgement of the elders and clansmen, then he is that Dragon-kin's partner."

"Could it be... Teacher Fisher has already met Raphaela's mother?"

Jasmine turned back blankly to look at Fisher, seemingly seeking confirmation. But in Eimhart's view, this punch connected solidly, directly silencing Raphaela along with Faxir and the rest.

Yes, not only had Raphaela not taken Fisher to meet her parents or gained their approval, but she didn't even dare to make Fisher's identity as her husband public and have her clansmen witness it. Because Raphaela deeply understood that her compatriots, who had been violated by humans for so long, would inevitably not accept a West Continent person becoming the Dragon Queen's partner. This was also the reason why all these years, Raphaela rarely mentioned Fisher except to Faxir and the others...

This had always been Raphaela's pain. To break this, she had to achieve victory, placing victory and freedom before her compatriots. Only then would she have the right to speak such words.

But now, she was beaten into suffering continuous defeats by the Pseudo-Court, finding it difficult even to protect herself, let alone...

Jasmine pursed her lips. Perceiving the unfavorable expressions of the several people before her, she realized she might have said the wrong thing, so she hastily waved her hands, wanting to remedy it,

"No, no... I mean... I... have kissed Teacher Fisher... Moreover, Teacher Fisher is a person from the West Continent, isn't he?"

Eimhart was floored. This Jasmine behaved as if possessed by some dirty entity. These words were probably not intentional, but the lethality was solid, every move hitting the vital spots, all dealing true damage.

It appeared classmate Jasmine was a talented competitor...

The tail behind Raphaela also trembled slightly. She looked at Jasmine's lips, and even emitted a faint searing steam from her body, as if a steam engine had started operating.

Faxir and Kexir were even more furious. Temporarily disregarding whether Jasmine before them was the Grand Priest of the Dragon Court, they merely hastily opened their mouths to retort,

"Lady Jasmine, according to what you say, if a West Continent person completely unrelated to Fisher had a marriage contract with her... then does he belong to that woman? If that's the case, we might as well directly send Fisher over to Naris Empress Elizabeth mentioned in those gossip news."

Faxir and Kexir had seen that newspaper recording the gossip news between Fisher and Elizabeth back then. The Raphaela at the time was obviously also angry, even tearing Elizabeth off the newspaper.

It wasn't until later when Faxir and the others saw Elizabeth placing a bounty on Fisher that they felt the news was merely gossip... But regardless of whether it was Jasmine or Raphaela, both more or less knew of the connection between Fisher and Elizabeth.

Sure enough, upon mentioning this name, the expressions of both Raphaela and Jasmine changed slightly, especially Jasmine, because she had personally seen Elizabeth's terror; her own aunt had even...

Eimhart thought to himself, you two guys sure know how to speak, unexpectedly daring to even bring up Elizabeth. Afraid the fire isn't burning fiercely enough, right?

He coughed, looking at the fiercely burning battlefield before his eyes, looking at Faxir and the others, and said,

"You also can't say it like that. You don't know, back then Fisher even preferred fleeing with Jasmine over returning to Saint-Nazareth to marry Elizabeth."

"Huh?! The matter between Fisher and that whatever... human Empress is real?"

"But even so, that was a very, very long time ago, even before Fisher came to the Southern Continent, wasn't it?"

"But, back then Elizabeth and Fisher clearly..."

"Clearly what?"

"Yeah, spit it out!"

The argument before their eyes was truly too exaggerated. Inside the entire hall of the King's Court, it was entirely the voices of Faxir, Kexir, Jasmine, and this guy Eimhart. Within a few short minutes, golden quotes emerged frequently, disturbing the already chaotic situation into even greater disarray.

Raphaela remained silent the entire time, only quietly looking at Jasmine standing before Fisher. But the scales on her body trembled ceaselessly, and even she couldn't help but begin to pant, clearly indicating the fluctuations of her emotions.

Faxir and Kexir were helping Raphaela; their main argument was of course "Raphaela and Fisher have consummated their relationship, they should rightfully be husband and wife", wanting to make Jasmine let go. Jasmine appeared to have a very soft attitude but showed absolutely no intention of backing down, becoming completely entangled in the argument.

And Eimhart kept shouting, wishing he could loudly yell,

"Is Fisher not at fault?!"

And then direct the flames towards Fisher, letting him see what it meant to have flames devour one's body, what the price of greed meant.

But he ultimately didn't do this, leaving Fisher a path to survival.

The two children held in Faxir and Kexir's arms understood nothing, only continuously clapping their hands, smiling and babbling "Aba aba".

"Enough, you guys!"

"Enough!"

Right at this moment, the continuously silent Fisher and Raphaela opened their mouths simultaneously. They were truly getting a headache from the noise. It was still the Dragon Queen who truly couldn't bear it anymore, looking together with Fisher at Faxir and the others beside them, who were even rolling up their sleeves to reason things out.

"Lady Raphaela, you've waited so long, if you don't make it clear..."

"Yeah, moreover originally..."

"You guys arguing like shrews like this, how can anything be explained clearly? Besides, this is an issue between us, of course we'll handle it. You guys... take the children and leave first."

"La..."

"I don't want to repeat myself."

Faxir and the others were hesitating to speak, but finally nodded, carrying the two chuckling little babies away from the spot.

Jasmine pursed her lips, feeling the gazes they shot at her when leaving, and for a moment remained speechless.

And Fisher also grabbed Eimhart, who was still excited to no end on his shoulder, and subsequently whispered to his slightly stunned eyes,

"You guy, I'll settle accounts with you after I'm done."

"..."

Eimhart blinked innocently, and subsequently was casually tossed by Fisher, falling precisely like the wind into the hands of those two departing children. Frightened, he hastily started screaming, yet couldn't escape the claws of the two curious Dragon-kin babies no matter what.

Under the Dragon Queen's compulsory order, irrelevant personnel were quickly cleared from the area, leaving the space to the three trapped in the vortex of contradictions.

For a moment, the previous noise receded like the tide, but the atmosphere here didn't change in the slightest; it even became more chilling...

The tail behind Raphaela wagged dangerously. She panted for several breaths, yet regardless couldn't slow her continuously accelerating heartbeat.

She looked at Jasmine in the distance, then looked at Fisher before her, her fists clenching bit by bit...

She just didn't understand why a matter that should have originally been joyful would turn out like this.

Clearly, the lover she waited so long for with great difficulty finally appeared; clearly, she wanted to share her joy of reunion with the sister she had accompanied for so long; clearly, she wanted to gain her mother's blessing to turn him into her true husband...

Clearly, it should have been like this...

But why had her husband suddenly been targeted by others?

Why didn't he reject others? Was it because she was just an inferior Southern Continent Dragon-kin? Perhaps he always just saw her as a fleeting romance? What exactly was she in his eyes? But he clearly was willing to come over to find her...

Jasmine was unwilling to let go, what about that Elizabeth? What about Fisher and Elizabeth, what was their relationship? Was it truly just as he said, merely a first love who broke up?

The sudden impact wasn't only aimed at Fisher; it was even more so for Raphaela, which was why she hadn't even spoken a complete sentence just now.

So many questions, so many changes; she needed to find answers to them all.

It was just she couldn't accept the changes that occurred for a moment. She didn't want to fight with Jasmine, didn't want to argue with Fisher and question him, but all this appeared so inevitable...

Could she just completely wash her hands of it?

But clearly, whether it was getting acquainted, falling in love, consummating the relationship, promising, or constantly holding him in her thoughts... she came first.

The wind of the Southern Continent they blew together in the past was still before her eyes; even if she didn't want to admt it, she also knew she yearned for that time so much.

She, also didn't want to let go.

Amidst the silence, her panting slowly became sluggish. Soon after, she once again shifted her gaze, looking at Fisher and Jasmine before her...

Obviously, everything was still far from over.