Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1642 - 112: Hidden (Part 2)

Entry to that place is also strictly restricted. Not only do you need to be a sleeper’s family member to qualify to enter, you also have to reserve in advance. Of course, someone powerful like Elizabeth doesn’t need to. The first time Fisher met Elizabeth was right there.

And underground, as the true sleeping place of the souls of devout believers of the Mother Goddess Sect, all outsiders are forbidden to enter. That is Fisher’s real destination this time.

"Alright, I’ll go take a look right now. As for later, you..."

Having gotten his answer, Fisher quickly stood up. He thanked Milica, and after a few pleasantries to confirm how she was doing and getting the information he needed, he was ready to leave. Milica pressed her lips together, watched him, then suddenly spoke up and interrupted,

"Wait, Mr. Fischer, later my father and I will also be going to Master Helsen’s funeral. I... I can take you inside. Maybe we can even get around Queen Elizabeth..."

"If you do that, your father will have a headache."

If this Little Guy’s old man found out she was once again getting herself involved in his and Elizabeth’s business, he’d probably forget the teachings of the Mother Goddess completely and give Milica one hell of a beating.

Milica stuck out her tongue at that, didn’t argue further, but still said a little unwillingly,

"Th-this is me helping you of my own accord. It has nothing to do with my father."

"Yes, but your father has everything to do with you. He loves you; don’t let him down."

"He doesn’t love me. What he loves is his Archbishop’s seat."

Fisher neither agreed nor disagreed, only smiled and said,

"If he didn’t love you, he wouldn’t have hired me to tutor you in math. After all, anyone with eyes can see your math is beyond saving, but at least back then he hadn’t given up Healing yet and was willing to spend big money to give it a try... even though it still failed in the end."

"Mr. Fischer!! I... If you keep this up I’ll accuse you of sneaking into the Holy Maiden’s boudoir!! And I’ll tell Queen Elizabeth about it too!"

Milica’s face flushed bright red as she clenched her fists and launched her accusation, furious at having her shortcomings exposed. But by then Fisher had already reached the Gate, and once more he smiled and said,

"Then the one who’s unlucky will definitely be you first."

"Hmph, you don’t know how convincingly I can make things up."

"No, it’s you who doesn’t understand Elizabeth."

Fisher was about to push the Gate open and leave, but behind him, Milica’s voice hesitated for a moment and still came,

"...Also, Mr. Fischer, all these years, have you known how Moli is doing? Did she go back to the sea? She didn’t... suffer any kind of influence, right?"

Fisher paused slightly in surprise, then turned his head again to look at Milica on the bed, worry in her eyes. Clearly, she still hadn’t gotten over what happened five years ago. Her two friends had both vanished from her life overnight.

But perhaps now, with Fisher’s return, everything ought to become a little lighter.

"She’s doing very well. I promise."

"Really..."

In the end, Milica couldn’t help but smile too, a relieved smile as she said,

"That’s really wonderful."

...

...

"My God, Fisher, you know, I almost went ahead and told that Human little girl just now about how you took care of Moli all the way into her bed... Was her name Milica? I’m dying to see what kind of expression she’d have if she knew."

Fisher had once again changed his face and was silently walking down a corridor in the church. He wasn’t very familiar with the complex layout of this place and could only rely on the few landmarks he remembered to get as close as possible to his destination. At that moment, Emhardt, who had been AFK in his arms, finally poked his head out and muttered like that.

Fisher glanced at him and said expressionlessly,

"Most of the time you’re busy denouncing Helair, but I actually think you’ve been influenced by her. This ’thrilled to see the world burn’ look of yours is exactly the same as hers. Have you become her fanboy?"

"Pah, pah, pah! What bad luck! I’m just being fact-based, alright? Paimon chases fun for fun’s own sake and loves making things up and lying. How is that the same? Don’t go smearing an innocent demi-human out of nowhere!"

"...Heh, fact-based." Fisher let out a mocking chuckle, then continued, "Earlier you were going on about how I was about to do something to a student. Don’t tell me you still haven’t noticed what my attitude toward Milica is? Is that your fact-based too?"

"No, I think the only reason you don’t have feelings for her is because she’s not a demi-human."

"..."

With dead-fish eyes, Emhardt declared this with full conviction. Fisher fell silent for a moment, apparently at a temporary loss for words, and only after several seconds did he respond,

"...Then what about Elizabeth? Do I like her because she secretly has some demi-human blood in her veins?"

"How can you think the eighteen-year-old you and the current you are the same person? The you back then, from what I’ve heard, was still fairly pure. As for now... tsk tsk tsk, I really don’t know what to say... Hey, what are you doing? Can’t win the argument so—ow!!"

Fisher lightly reached out and gave him a bit of "know-your-place" education, making him angrily shrink back into the suit to avoid Fisher’s evil claws.

And Fisher really was too lazy to tease him any further, because by now, after skirting around many guards on the outer side, he had arrived at the Sleeping Memorial Hall inside the church.