Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1372 - 32: Night of the Witch (4)

"First... come with me, I’ll take you to a beautiful place."

Thus, she began to drift away as if making an escape, following the vast moonlight and venturing further from the Dragon Court.

Observing her receding figure, Emhardt looked at Fisher beside him with vacant eyes and declared,

"Suddenly, I no longer feel like accompanying you all. Perhaps I shall return to my slumber."

"Can you truly sleep soundly without me?"

"...I can already foresee the tender moments that await. I have no desire to be a third wheel, witnessing you two embracing under the moonlight amidst such lovely scenery."

Fisher let out a faint smile, gently nudged Emhardt off his shoulder, and responded,

"That is not my intention."

"Ha ha, as if I had just met you today."

"You do not comprehend your Lady Renie, nor do you truly grasp my feelings when I am with her."

Before Emhardt could reply, Fisher inhaled deeply. As he watched Renie’s silhouette vanish into the distance, Erwin’s words suddenly echoed in his mind.

Initially intending to leap, he paused, and then from his back, a peculiar pair of wings, reminiscent of a Phoenix, began to unfurl. The unsettling sound of flesh and bone shifting startled Emhardt, who peered out, his mouth agape in astonishment.

"My goodness, you've just mastered that... I can only imagine Lady Valentina will be overjoyed."

"This is but a crude imitation. I have yet to fully grasp Erwin’s Completion Manual, let alone the secrets within the Mythical Gate. I haven't even scaled the first two mountains..."

"Mountains? What mountains are you referring to?"

"...It matters not."

Without offering further explanation regarding the Life Completion Manual, Fisher was lifted by the ethereal wings. With a sound that ripped through the air, he was instantly carried aloft by the frosty appendages, swiftly catching up to Renie, who was utilizing the Witch's form.

"Fisher, over here!"

The moon remained a steadfast sentinel in the heavens, its brilliance the only testament to its existence, casting a radiant glow upon the ocean's surface. In comparison, the Witch, suspended in the air ahead, shone even brighter, much like the moon itself—a dazzling beacon in the night.

Their journey commenced from the southern reaches of the Dragon Court, traversing the ocean southward, weaving through waves and playful pursuits. After an indeterminate period, as the moon reached its apogee, a gentle luminescence began to shimmer upon the sea ahead.

Renie gradually descended, and Fisher, still adjusting to his newfound Phoenix wings, mirrored her descent.

The ocean, once dark, transformed into a clear, light blue, suggesting a surprising lack of depth. Emerging from the vast expanse were several jagged mountain peaks and small islands, cloaked in verdant foliage, hinting at an untouched mystery.

Moonlight poured from the sky, transforming the cloudless night into a panorama of scattered starlight across the undulating sea. The mountainous islands ahead revealed a network of dispersed islets.

An profound silence permeated this place; only the rhythmic crashing of waves against the rocks could be heard.

Nestled within the crescent-shaped island, overshadowed by towering mountains, a pool of azure water emanated a soft glow, resembling a sapphire concealed amidst an emerald-green tapestry.

Fisher, captivated by the breathtaking vista, momentarily forgot his pursuit of Renie. Upon looking up again, he discovered she had vanished.

"Renie?"

His voice broke the profound stillness of the locale.

"I am here!"

Just as he called out, Renie reappeared, having transcended her materialized form. She placed a hand on his shoulder, gesturing towards the beauty below.

"What do you think, isn't it magnificent?"

"It is indeed... Say, where exactly are we? It feels like we've traveled quite a distance."

"Since we embarked on this nocturnal excursion, does the precise location truly matter?"

"That’s true..."

"However, you should have been here before."

"I have?"

Fisher gazed at the island, situated far beyond the Bilan Continent, pondering that even the most intrepid explorers of the Western Continent might never have set foot here, deepening his bewilderment.

"Yes, did you not mention visiting the Elves' homeland in the past?"

"?"

Fisher turned to face her, disbelief etched on his features.

"You mean..."

"Ah, precisely, Fisher. This is all that remains of the Tree Continent, which perished during the Mythical War."

Renie and Fisher surveyed the sharp peaks before them and the scattered islands behind. It became apparent that this island chain, spanning mere dozens of kilometers in radius, represented the sole remnant of the colossal Tree Continent Fisher had once explored...