Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1636 - 110: Like the Sun (2)

The music outside grew more intense, yet Keken, who waved goodbye, became increasingly distorted. Soon, it wasn’t just the person standing before them that was twisted, but the entire scene.

In the next second, Fisher and Emhardt completely vanished from where they stood, heading toward an unknown elsewhere.

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...

"Buzzing!"

"Ahhh! Fisher, hold on to me! I’m about to fly away!!"

"Hold tight!"

Within the illusory and twisted space tunnel, Fisher maintained his balance. Amidst Emhardt’s howls as he flew around, Fisher swiftly extended the Fluid Sword, pulling him back. The next second, he plummeted to the ground, and the surrounding illusion gradually transformed into reality, turning into a small room with no furnishings.

He panted for a moment, reached out to retract the Fluid Sword back into its handle. Emhardt, who was entangled, also landed dizzily on the ground, muttering,

"Oh, my head is spinning."

After Fisher took a deep breath of the room’s air, as that familiar smell of burning coal and sea breeze once again filled his nostrils, he couldn’t help but look toward the curtain-covered window in the room and softly said,

"...We’ve arrived."

It was now noon, and even with the curtain’s cover, the faint sunlight outside could still be seen. He pondered for a moment, picked up Emhardt from the floor, and tucked him into the gap of his coat, leaving just his dazed eyes exposed to survey the outside.

He rubbed his face, and the power of the Life Completion Manual quickly activated, slowly morphing his facial features into a more typical Nali appearance. The distinctive traits of his Kado heritage – black hair and black eyes – vanished instantly. Only then did he pick up the box of cash Keken had supported him with and headed out.

"Where are we?"

"You’ll know when we step outside."

Fisher stepped out of what seemed to be a long-abandoned room. Just as he pushed the door open, a white-haired old Nali man came down from the stairs on the other side of the corridor, leaning on a cane,

"Who is it? Is it those kids protected by the new law? You brats have turned my unrented rooms into your secret base, haven’t you?!"

The old man cursed but didn’t see any sneaky youngsters upon descending. Instead, he saw a blond Nali stranger dressed in all black. As soon as he saw him, the old man instinctively shivered, as if the man in the corridor was some monstrous beast.

"Who... who are you? Are you a prospective tenant introduced by the agency?"

Fisher blinked, instantly realizing they had been transported to a rental vacancy. After a moment’s hesitation, he suddenly put on a smile and replied in Nali Language,

"I’ve just arrived in Nali from abroad, looking for a place to stay, but I’m not very familiar with this area."

"Oh... oh... I thought it was those brats..."

"Brats?"

"Yes, those underage rascals... The new juvenile protection law from four years ago is practically a shield for these little maniacs to get up to no good. Smoking, drug abuse, vandalism, it’s all a big headache. I tell you, that’s the only thing Your Majesty did wrong... perhaps she places too much hope in the youth of Nali, but there are always bad apples..."

Fisher raised an eyebrow, committing the old man’s words to memory, but simultaneously couldn’t help but interject,

"So, sir, how far is the Great Cathedral of Nali from here?"

"How far? It’s a quick ride, especially since... that cardinal railway line opened; about twenty minutes... Mother Goddess bless, it’s surprising to see a gentleman like you as a devout believer too..."

Perhaps Fisher’s elegant attire and polite demeanor eased the elder’s worries. After some thought, he offered to Fisher,

"I tell you what, sir, if you want to rent my place, I’ll give you a discount. Without the agency fee, the suite behind you is just 600 euros a month, how about it?"

"No need, I’ll consider it."

Having roughly figured out that he was in the city center, Fisher smiled, declining the old man’s offer. Before leaving, he added,

"But that’s already a very good price, cheaper than when I was here five years ago."

"Wouldn’t you know it, it’s all thanks to the housing subsidy signed by Your Majesty, encouraging more rural Nali people to move to the city. Sir, you should be part of that, right? But think carefully, because once I’m gone, such an opportunity won’t come around again; my price is..."

"Thank you, but I must leave now."

Before the elder could finish, Fisher had already moved toward the lower floor, abruptly halting his pitch for the room.

Downstairs served as the building’s communal area, and the living space for the older landlord.

The atmosphere of daily life was strong, as with most Nali people, there was always a lit hearth, boiling fish soup, and an open radio.

But compared to before, there was now a bronze Mother Goddess Statue and a portrait of the Empress hanging on the wall.

Fisher’s steps paused slightly as he looked at the Empress’s portrait on the wall, which seemed to be a folk workshop’s reproduction. In it, Elizabeth, dressed in regal robes and crowned, calmly closed her eyes, holding a scepter in one hand and a golden cup in the other.