Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1705 - 132: Ugly (2)

Indeed, Elizabeth truly resisted anyone approaching her eyes, even towards Fisher.

But the very next moment, perhaps worried about Fisher misunderstanding, she gently opened her mouth and bit his outstretched finger, licking his fingertip with her small tongue,

"..."

Fisher swallowed a gulp of saliva, looking at Elizabeth who was staring directly at him, suddenly feeling the atmosphere around him heating up, even Little Fisher was rebelliously curious about who was causing trouble.

"Calm down, there’s still plenty of time. Since we’ve already agreed on this, shall we work harder to welcome our baby soon?"

"..."

That’s just too much, using such a nickname for him.

Though he didn’t really want to admit it, Fisher’s heartbeat uncontrollably sped up a bit, evidently Elizabeth’s sudden change in the way she addressed him was tremendously effective.

He opened his mouth, yet before he could respond, Elizabeth had already seen through him and took Fisher down in a tackle...

Soon, they both lost sense of heaven and earth.

...

...

Fisher, Fisher, you can’t keep falling like this, don’t forget, you’re here to solve the Doomsday Prophecy!

Time seemed to pass unnoticed, Fisher changed into washed clothes, covering up the red marks on his neck, and started enjoying breakfast outside.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth had already contentedly changed her attire and gone to the front yard for official affairs, due to the unexpected "morning workout," she nearly ran late despite waking up early and had to take her breakfast to the front yard to eat.

Yet looking at her bright and happy state, Fisher felt that she likely did not regret it, or perhaps even if she was a bit late the ministers wouldn’t be able to do anything about it?

Originally, Fisher thought that upon meeting Elizabeth, they couldn’t avoid resolving intensified conflicts and was prepared for debates every five days and small arguments every three days, trying to persuade her in the midst of internal and external pressures.

But upon arriving at the Golden Palace, he found himself in a "Empress Queen" posture with no one to restrain or control him, essentially vacationing in this gentle haven.

Not only was Elizabeth adorable and dangerously gentle, but she also served him delicious food, and even if he sneaked out of the Golden Palace, there was no punishment, a few days later she even finalized the plan to take him on a honeymoon?

Just within one day, under Elizabeth’s sweet coercion, Fisher suddenly felt a "this joy, not thinking of Valentina" sentiment.

Of course, that’s just a joke.

He was well aware of the hidden dangers beneath this. Such as the well-protected prosthetic eye he couldn’t approach, and the chaotic enemies Renie had mentioned before, he couldn’t stay idle. Since Elizabeth refused to leave, the other ladies certainly wouldn’t leave everything behind to go with him, the only path was to solve the Doomsday Prophecy.

Now the question was, how he should research the nature of the Life Completion Manual treasure under Azan Ross’s blessing.

Does he really have to devour Alicia?

He swallowed hard, throwing this terrifying thought out of his mind, deciding to approach Azan Ross’s Avatar.

He wanted to try communicating with Azan Ross’s Avatar to develop the corresponding ability of this blessing.

"Azan Ross?"

He looked down, attempting to talk to the tentacle on his body, and as expected, upon calling that name, the hidden golden tentacle revealed itself, gently twisting but never leaving Fisher for a moment.

It seemed like it could hear him talking.

Fisher stared at the slippery tentacle coiled around him, momentarily unable to discern which was the head or tail, or perhaps to this Avatar, such concepts didn’t exist? Because Fisher couldn’t find any recognizably organs on it either, like mouthpiece or eyes...

On it, there were only bubble-like golden vortices and a faint pink body reflecting a strange texture, easily making one ignore its presence.

After some thought, Fisher tentatively asked,

"Azan Ross, can you slightly change the way of blessing? I need to use extraordinary power to analyze the nature of other chaotic authorities, but hiding away accomplishes nothing."

"..."

It stayed silent, seeming frozen upon Fisher’s call.

"Then do you know how to deal with the life chaos issue, with it locking onto a child in this world as the base of its existence, is there an alternative to devouring that child for obtaining the supposed treasure?"

"..."

No response again, leaving Fisher a bit disappointed.

This thing obviously heard Fisher’s voice, otherwise it wouldn’t reveal itself upon being called, yet regardless of what he asked now, the tentacle seemed to pretend deaf, utterly useless...

Wait a minute!

At this moment, inspiration suddenly flashed in Fisher’s mind.

Of course, he was speaking in Nali Language, so was it possible that this tentacle wasn’t ignoring him but simply couldn’t understand his speech?

Realizing this, Fisher drew a sharp breath, glancing at the Avatar’s tentacle on him with a complex mix of emotions.

You say it’s not powerful, yet it can isolate all other authorities’ influences for you, even autonomously choosing to shield Pandora’s Artificial Eye from functioning; you say it’s powerful, it can’t even understand your language, so all this time it’s been idle on your body unaware and just sleeping?

But the problem arises, besides Nali Language, what other language can it understand?

Fisher considered trying a few ancient languages in this world, similar to ancient human language closely resembling Kado Language, even trying the Angel’s language, but without exception, it showed no response.

So there was only one possibility left, the language used by Demi-human girl control.

Yet Fisher couldn’t speak this language, thus could only rely on the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual’s translation function to write it down, wondering if the tentacle could understand...

So he proceeded, pulling out one of his prior questions, copying it down, fetching a piece of paper, scribbling the extraordinarily difficult square characters crookedly on the paper and tentatively placing it before the tentacle.

He was uncertain whether his guess was correct, in case it understood other languages but simply chose to ignore him, there truly would be no solutions.

Yet fortunately, luck was on his side. Upon him picking up the paper slip, the tentacle, previously limp like a salted fish, reacted, raising its end to "thump" down on the paper.

Following a rhythmical pulsation, the ink fully vanished, within a couple of seconds it seemed to understand and suddenly emitted a sound,

"...&%%￥...#￥%!"

Was that Otherworld language from Demi-human girl control?

But Fisher couldn’t comprehend at all, and could only lift the paper again, indicating it to write the content down.

Seeing this, Azan Ross’s tentacle did another "thump" on the paper, coagulating a row of perfectly arranged directional characters, Fisher couldn’t read, he recopied them to the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual to help translate,

"Your handwriting is really ugly, even worse than your mom’s, hard to recognize."

"..."

Fisher blinked, somewhat dumbfounded at the Nali Language translated through the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual, then turned to gaze at the small tentacle languidly on him, with its elevated end studying him, seemingly in this instant he saw a senior reprimanding sentiment on its featureless appearance.