Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1595 - 97: Dead Fetus

"Splash!"

As Holan’s headless corpse collapsed onto the ground, Fisher slowly lowered the blade he was holding up and silently muttered, "May the Mother Goddess bless him."

The Death Completion Manual had already been placed aside when he took off his shirt earlier. Fisher reached out to pick it up, and as he touched the book cover, a deeply strange feeling surged through his heart.

It was like his body was stained by something filthy, making him feel completely uneasy. Fisher instinctively glanced at his skin, but there were no signs of any filth on him.

The next moment, this eerie feeling disappeared as quickly as it had arrived, as if it had never been, returning to normal.

"..."

At that moment, he also felt the Chaos Guide Manual of Master Tao tremble slightly.

Quickly, he reached out to take it out and open it. Sure enough, as he had suspected, underneath the phantom shadows of four large trees, a new line of names suddenly appeared, capturing Fisher’s full attention.

"The End of Uncleanness..."

The Completion Manual, recently transferred to a new owner, had not yet seen an increase in chaotic power, so this tree was bare, without any leaves around it.

Lacking further information for now, Fisher tucked the Death Completion Manual and Chaos Guide Manual into his pocket. Then, he stepped forward and used the Fluid Sword to quickly dig a pit in the ground, as Holan’s eternal resting place.

Even though he was a person from the Western Continent, in Fisher’s view, he probably didn’t miss his homeland that much. After all, all he felt there was hunger and slaughter.

This is a nice place, at least the scenery is beautiful, he should like it.

After taking care of Holan’s remains, Fisher finally turned back to Moli and Emhardt’s side.

Moli pursed her lips, her expression somewhat complicated. The Whale-man Species had always been loyal followers of the God of Hundred Forms, Ramasitia, with an extremely devout respect for life, so she couldn’t understand Holan’s behavior of seeking death.

When Fisher approached, she was still staring in utter confusion at the pool of blood remaining on the ground, feeling the ebb of life.

"Let’s go, to Rafael’s."

"Okay."

Moli quickly nodded and left the place with Fisher.

The scarlet mist beyond the gap in the sky churned continuously. While the gap had not yet shattered, it appeared illusory, like a mirage, often puzzling the living creatures on the earth whether it was real. But Moli and Fisher both knew that it was the polluted look from the Spirit Realm.

Thinking of the chill transmitted from the base, Moli looked down at her palm somewhat distressedly, and pondered,

"Mr. Fisher, is that thing in the sky the pollution in the Spirit Realm, that is, the source of the base?"

"Yes." Fisher nodded, his expression having just turned serious before he thought of something and, looking at Moli, smilingly asked, "Why do you sometimes call me Fisher and other times Mr. Fisher?"

"Eh eh?"

Moli blushed for a moment, pouting,

"Because... habit? I’m not sure, I said earlier I’d change the address, because calling ’Mr. Fisher’ all the time still makes me feel... like a student. But I always forget, subconsciously calling you that."

"Ah, it doesn’t matter, student-teacher relationship, so what, Fisher likes this kind of address the most. Moreover, isn’t it more exciting if it’s a student-teacher relationship, don’t you think mubhubhuh!"

This time, Fisher didn’t lift a hand, the offended Emhardt was already patted off Fisher’s shoulder by a blushing Moli,

"It’s... it’s not because of that kind of interest, it’s just because of habit!"

"Sure, habit indeed."

Emhardt was too lazy to argue with Moli, merely flying to mutter over Fisher’s head,

"Ha, the great Book Knight is in a good mood right now, too lazy to argue with you. Do you know why? Because we defeated Paimon! Ha, just thinking about that being put in a tough spot by us is satisfying!"

"But Book Knight, you clearly didn’t do anything..."

"..."

Emhardt was slightly taken aback, turning his head with a huff above Fisher and exclaimed,

"You noisy little whale-man! Just say it, without my mental support, could you have made it this far? And instead of quibbling with my contribution, you two should think about how to explain to Rafael! Ha, you better apologize to me right now, or I’ll embellish the stories of your antics once we get back and tell them to Rafael!"

Fisher reached out to grab the upset Emhardt from his head, but when talking about this, Fisher did feel a bit guilty. If Rafael were to find out that in such a critical situation, Fisher had eaten Moli... oh, and also Elliog, it’s hard to assure whether Rafael might regret coming down to save him.

Yeah, perhaps it’d be better if he just died in the Demon Dynasty...

Though none of this was Fisher’s initiative, if he claimed it entirely unintentional, it would also contradict the objective facts, so Fisher indeed had a headache.

Theoretically, neither of them has accepted each other yet. Earlier, because the two Demon Gods were present, it was temporarily put aside, but what about next? Telling her the Doomsday Prophecy is coming, although I secretly had Moli, let’s not care about these details, who told you to let her come with me?