Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1598 - 98: The Mystery of Birth

At the northern end of the Southern Branch Mountain Range, the Dragon Court’s army appeared especially busy. Although the previous war seemed to have been won mysteriously, they hadn’t directly participated in the combat, yet their losses were not insignificant.

First was the storm caused by Barbatos opening the teleportation gate, followed by the direct battle between Barbatos and Elliog, two beings of the Eighteenth Rank. Even though they had tried to stay as far away from here as possible, just a bit of aftermath was too much for these ordinary armies to withstand.

The Human Alliance and Red Dragon Court’s forces were scattered and disarrayed like this; after Lar woke up earlier, they rushed to find traces of Rafael. Now, finally, they had the chance to reorganize the troops, confirm losses, and seize the spoils of war left by the fleeing Human Alliance.

Of course, these soldiers only knew that their Dragon Queen was still alive, unaware of her pregnancy and the Red Dragon Court’s continuation of their lineage, as at the time even Rafael and Fisher were still nervously analyzing the current situation in a hastily set-up tent.

Honestly, Fisher was the one mainly anxious, as others might not have fully understood the situation yet.

Fisher stood at the tent’s entrance with a serious expression, watching the actions of the Dragon Court soldiers outside, but in reality, his gaze was unfocused, seemingly pondering a solution to this matter.

Inside the tent, Rafael, Moli, and Lar looked at him and Emhardt on his shoulder. Not deeply acquainted with the mythical world, they didn’t understand why Fisher suddenly became so anxious.

In the end, Rafael spoke first,

"Fisher, if the Spirit Realm’s lock on the child in my womb disappears, what will happen?"

"He will lose his soul, Rafael, becoming an empty shell without a soul."

Emhardt sighed, similarly distressed, and said,

"The body of a being of the Mythical Rank would turn into a unified state of body and soul; in such circumstances, the Spirit Realm cannot lock onto the small life growing inside you to grant him a soul. Even if the Reproduction Rank is sufficient, beings of the Mythical Rank still cannot birth their own offspring..."

Rafael was slightly stunned, suddenly recalling those soul-less walking corpses in Philone City that had their souls taken away years ago.

Unlike them, her child might suffer such a fate from birth.

Thinking of this, she covered her abdomen, her complexion turning pale, and her voice trembled,

"Then... isn’t there any way to solve this problem?"

"A way? This..."

Emhardt opened his mouth but suddenly didn’t know how to answer, turning back to look at Fisher, who still stared outside with a grim expression, speechless.

Method?

A solution might exist, but if it were truly that easy, the Moon Princess wouldn’t have given birth to a dead fetus; if it were that easy, why would Gabriel wish to the Holy Grail for a child?

Although now there are no restrictions on the number of Mythical Species, where would Fisher find a Holy Grail that could realize wishes?

But at this moment, Fisher suddenly realized something, turned to Moli, and inquired,

"Wait, Moli... you should be nearly one hundred sixty-five years old?"

"Ah, yes."

Moli nodded, and Rafael beside her obviously knew how the Whale-man Species’ age was calculated, because when she first met Moli and heard she was just two years old, Rafael almost dropped her jaw in surprise.

Fisher hurriedly returned from the tent entrance, looking extremely puzzled,

"Yes, but your mother is the Destructive God Xuan Can, and that’s the crux... she ascended to the demigod position, becoming the most powerful being of the Mythical Rank in the Mythical War several thousand years ago. Yet she had you just in the past two hundred years? If we exclude the possibility you’re not her biological daughter, then she must have a way to overcome the obstacle of Mythical Rank offspring lacking souls!"

"Indeed, Moli, I almost forgot you’re the Destructive God’s daughter! Why not ask the Destructive God directly to solve the problem!"

Standing on Fisher’s shoulder, Emhardt also remembered this, sighed in relief, and looked at Moli while speaking.

"What, me?"

Moli opened her mouth, hesitating slightly.

But looking at Fisher, who had finally found hope, she ultimately pursed her lips and smiled while saying,

"Alright... I should ask Mother, I’ll leave right away."

"No."

But Rafael suddenly spoke firmly, causing Moli, about to rise, to look at her.

Rafael looked at Moli, sighed again, and turned to Fisher, speaking resolutely,

"Fisher, don’t you know how Moli came out from her mother? She and her mother made a promise to enter the Mythical Rank by a determined time to leave the ocean. I don’t know what time that is, nor if now is the time, but fundamentally, she left the ocean and made that promise to her mother for you... Now you ask her to go back to her mother for answers because of the child in my belly that’s yours. Do you think her kind of character would tolerate your actions?"