Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1625 - 106: The Farewell Scene (Part 3)

"Otherwise? The soul power you transferred to me earlier is almost used up."

"...You know what I’m asking." Fisher shook his head and then added, "Will there be a chance to free you from the seal and return to freedom later?"

"Why, do you think this world isn’t chaotic enough yet?"

Elliog smiled, though his words were such, he looked at him happily, and then said,

"Well, as I told you before, when the Mother Goddess used the Gods’ power to seal us, the True God’s power intervened in reality, causing irreversible consequences. The power of the Gap was weakened, and part of the rules governing reality was affected. The Holy Land collapsed as a result, and Dalasgon was also impacted, eventually resulting in the inability to reclaim the Blessing given to Fermat Baha, which became polluted until it exploded completely earlier and ignited the Gap...

"Fisher, [Divine intervention in the world has serious consequences], this is not an empty statement. Previously, the Mother Goddess’s actions were buffered by the Gap at Dalasgon, but once the Gap is burned out, then the authority of Chaos will fully reveal itself, and it’s likely that all currently operating rules will collapse. So, when the Mother Goddess issued such an imprisonment, She was already prepared for an unending struggle. Who knows how we demons provoked Her.

"Moreover, the seals of us Demon Species are connected. Even if you release me, I still have a bunch of troublesome comrades. They are a thousand times harder to communicate with than Barbatos and Agares, though they may not completely devolve to Chaos-like disasters; they’d surely be troublesome nonetheless. And then, finally..."

As she spoke, she lightly hooked her finger, pulling Fisher’s chin and face closer, then assertively kissed his lips, letting the warm touch and breath pat against his face, but before he could deepen it, Elliog withdrew with a smile,

"Finally, I’m already quite satisfied now. My true body is the source of my nature, and whether it’s released or not makes no difference to me. I’m not entirely immobilized; as long as there’s soul power, we can meet anytime. That Paimon fellow, though always up to no good, indeed deserves thanks for this matter. After you finish everything, come find me... of course, don’t go looking for Paimon then, otherwise..."

Looking at Elliog before him, as cat-like as ever, a slight smile curled on his lips, but there might actually be another clue to help Elliog break free from the seal, involving the power related to "Gui" that Helair used to release Barbatos and the others.

But indeed, she was right about waiting until all this is over.

He still has to labor over the world’s Doomsday Prophecy, knowing Elliog can no longer help, she said so only for that reason.

"When it’s all over, either I’ll perish, or I’ll definitely come back to you."

"...Pah."

Elliog pinched Fisher’s face, distorting his mouth as he spoke, perhaps fearing the bad omen in those words.

Yet she didn’t say anything else, just stretched lazily and looked into the distance.

For her, stretching might have the opposite meaning: while others stretch to refresh and relax, she... well, was preparing for her next sleep in advance.

"Okay, I’ll be waiting for you to come for me at that time... As for now, won’t you escort me back to sleep, my dear?"

As she spoke, she even provocatively glanced at the Helair seal on Fisher’s left chest, as if engaging in a distant struggle with Helair, trying to defeat her in this verbal skirmish.

"..."

Perhaps without Fisher saying a word or Elliog guessing, she should know that Fisher’s farewell journey upon this return includes a stop at Helair’s place, but she seemed unconcerned, confident that her importance to Fisher was no less than that of Paimon.

Like Emhardt had always privately asked Fisher tirelessly,

"You’ve met so many Ladies, who exactly do you like most?"

Of course, every time Fisher responded with silence.

It wasn’t survival instinct compelling him to keep quiet, fearing to mention a name that Emhardt might later convey to those women, but rather because he truly didn’t know how to answer.

Perhaps from a playboy’s perspective, it’s more proper to answer this question?

Whoever I’m with at the time, I like most?

Then last night, when he was with Raphael Moli, who did he like more?

Fisher didn’t know the answer, but simply smiled as he took Elliog’s hand, responding softly,

"Alright, my dear."

"Grumble~"

Elliog satisfactorily squeezed his hand, placed her other hand on her hip, wagged her tail slightly, and finally looked towards the Performance Gate leading to the Love and Desire Gate, preparing to slowly walk back with Fisher to the level of her true body.

Along the way, their idle chatter gradually drifted past, making it hard for the Little Demons and Demon Servants hiding out of fear of them to eavesdrop.

"Hmm, were you really not scared of my true body then? I have six hands, you know, and I’m so tall; you only reach up to my chest..."

"No, not really."

"Have you dealt with someone even weirder than me?"

"...Not exactly."

"Grumble~"

"What’s the matter, looking at me suddenly like that?"

"Nothing, just suddenly curious what it would feel like to do that sort of thing with my true body... Hmm, now thinking about it, seems I have some yearning for freedom too."

"How odd to find motivation in such a strange place..."

"Grumble~"

"What’s it again? Your gaze is getting weirder."

"Hehe, or else..."

"Or else?"

"Or else, before I fall asleep, shall we do it once more?"

"..."

That was the scene of Fisher’s parting with the lovely Elliog before leaving.