The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 357: Teacher of the Moon Princess

Deep within the Sema Mountain Range, there had never been preceding records documenting the existence of such a spectacle here. One could only see the space here twisted and folded. Clearly there was an extremely close mountain peak right before your eyes, yet when you walked towards that mountain, you would instantly appear at another mountain peak situated extremely, extremely far away. The sensory organ of vision was being deceived at all times. Only the misty clouds drifting amidst the floating, distorted snowy mountains paved this scenery—which originally exceeded human imagination—with considerable charm.

"Be a bit careful, the... path here is very strange. If you walk wrongly, it's possible to instantly arrive at a very, very distant place. Even our Elder hasn't recorded that place in the map. If you go, you won't be able to come back."

Originally, Fisher wanted to rely on this group of female Trolls' respect for Valentiina to inquire about the situation within their tribe. As a result, this bunch of fellows were clumsier with their words one after another. They basically didn't remember much at all, at most just grasping the situation regarding the male demons in their own homes. Then, whatever was asked was answered with "how about you go to the tribe and ask the Elder," rendering Fisher completely speechless.

Finally, lacking any alternative, they could only follow this group of Trolls to the place they resided to take a look first. The surrounding air remained thin as before, and the cold wind blew incessantly. Facing such wind, he only then slowly withdrew his thoughts from the painting by Baimon obtained previously, although he still tightly gripped the picture frame of that painting.

Valentiina watched him continuously gripping that painting, thinking he was worrying about the extremely terrifying Baimon that Eimhart spoke of previously. But thinking it over herself, she couldn't help him with anything at all. Thus, she gently reached out her small hand and rubbed his shoulder, interrupting the process of Fisher actually pondering the clues regarding Renee.

He turned his head to look back, only to see Valentiina burying her head behind his back, preventing him from seeing her face.

"What are you doing?"

"N-Nothing, I just feel the environment here is so magical. To think even space is distorted, can Mother Nature accomplish this kind of thing?"

Fisher recalled the myth he saw in the corridor. He suddenly remembered that it was very dark inside the corridor and she couldn't see anything, while he himself had also forgotten to tell her about that myth. Thus, taking advantage of this period of time following the Trolls ahead to travel, he roughly recounted that myth.

Valentiina listened with relish. She didn't seem to have heard this story anywhere else. Conversely, Eimhart in his embrace finally recovered somewhat from the traumatic stress of Baimon. Looking at the folded and twisted sky in the distance, he suddenly spoke up,"Giant tree... Ah right, Fisher, have you heard of the Elf-kin?"

"No, is it a demi-human species?"

"Ah, and it's a very disgusting and cruel Mythical Species, that likes to eat the fruits of trees planted using other intelligent living beings as seeds. They reside upon a giant tree even further south than the Southern Continent. That tree is their homeland, mother, and worshipped deity. That bunch of disgusting fellows called it the 'World Tree'. It sounds very similar to the giant tree in this myth..."

Once the Elf-kin was brought up, Eimhart was like he had been injected with chicken blood, practically wishing he could fly out of Fisher's embrace and deliver several slaps to them. However, perhaps due to the lingering aftermath of the fear towards Baimon just now, he merely rolled over inside Fisher's pocket and spoke indignantly,

"That bunch of fellows were the enemies of the Holy Progeny, immensely evil. Thankfully they and that broken tree all perished in the Mythological War, otherwise all of you would have been taken by them to plant trees right now. However, I heard they could travel to different places in the world through the branches of that World Tree..."

Fisher silently recorded Eimhart's words down. However, he currently had no other evidence capable of verifying the relationship between that giant tree previously and the World Tree.

"World Tree, huh..."

Right at this moment, Valentiina raised her head and gazed toward the twisted, levitating mountain ranges in the sky, as if sensing something. In a trance, she seemed to see flocks of Cangniao-zhong flying wantonly in the sky. And upon the path they were traversing right now, there originally should have been numerous races of varying sizes walking. Further in the distance, there should have been countless conversational voices, a massive quantity of buildings levitating in the sky, as well as the faintly transmitting divine light of True Ice...

Valentiina rubbed her eyes. The next second, that once-bustling scene before her eyes vanished without a trace in an instant. All that remained were the chilling gales and the Giant Troll-kin leading them on their walk.

Was this a prophecy?

Or the past of this place?

Valentiina didn't understand. She only felt the surrounding environment was incomparably magical. However, right at this moment, her originally pale silver irises were growing increasingly bright, like two beautiful pieces of True Ice inlaid within her eyes.

"Hazzara is back!!"

"Wait, they seem to have brought others back too..."

The journey heading toward the place inhabited by the Trolls was not easy to walk. Because the path they took to arrive deep within the Sema Mountains was the extreme distance requiring this group of Trolls to organize personnel patrols. Even though this bunch of fellows were four meters tall, returning still required a half-hour journey.

When the Trolls led Fisher through a jumping space, they suddenly blinked to another mountain range hidden within the clouds and mist. Just as he stepped into this mountain peak filled with clouds and mist, Fisher suddenly heard somewhat bustling human voices. He sized up the surroundings, only to see that within this flat land traversing the mountains, situated beside a babbling brook rested an expanse of gigantic stone buildings. They were exceedingly similar to those broken walls and ruins Fisher saw previously.

Atop several tower-like buildings whose doors alone were six or seven meters tall, quite a few female Trolls with green faces and fangs were continuously sizing up this side, hollering from afar. Conversely, outside this settlement, there were also a few Troll children as tall as Valentiina playing around. Further away, Fisher seemed to hear the cries of some kind of animal. Along with this, several male Trolls with an overall blue exterior appearance also walked out from the rooms holding stone basins and stone bowls.

Fisher placed his gaze upon that group of male Trolls. The females of this Troll group generally stood at a height of four to five meters, yet male Trolls were commonly only two to three meters tall. Furthermore, they appeared quite slender and handsome. Not only did their faces lack fangs, but their heads also possessed flowing, smooth long blue hair. The patterns on their faces weren't sharp either, appearing soft and fine like clouds instead, causing Fisher to raise an eyebrow.

No wonder. The people of the Sardin Women's Country, having inherited the Troll bloodline, would also manifest this special situation of [Yin and Yang Reversal]. Was the discrepancy in external appearances between male and female Trolls a bit too obvious?

"Hazzara, who did you bring back? Didn't the Elder say? Any creature trespassing from the [Phoenix Bridge] must be executed..."

Just at this moment, a male Troll standing over two meters tall wearing a white robe walked over. Distinct from that group of female Trolls hemming and hawing, the male Troll's eyes flickered with a faint light, and his words flowed with clear logic. He cast a glance at Fisher and Valentiina on his back, subsequently glaring at Hazzara who shrank her head back.

"I didn't... It's the Phoenix! The Phoenix has returned! Her eyes are exactly as the Elder described, possessing the light of the divine ice."

"Phoenix?!"

"Let me see!"

"It's the Frost Phoenix, the Frost Phoenix Daddy spoke of has returned..."

Once these words were spoken, all the Trolls began to yell out. The originally quiet village immediately grew noisy. That male Troll wearing the white robe was slightly stunned. He frowned, quickly locking his gaze onto Valentiina leaning on Fisher's back. Subsequently, he hesitated for a moment and spoke to Fisher,

"Can you have her open her eyes and take a look?"

Fisher was slightly stunned after hearing this. He turned his head to look behind, only then discovering that at some unknown point in time, Valentiina had completely leaned against his back, panting incessantly, seemingly experiencing some difficulty breathing.

"Valentiina?"

Hearing Fisher's calling voice, Valentiina slowly opened her eyes. Amidst Fisher's somewhat astonished gaze, her originally pale silver irises had completely transformed into the color of True Ice. It was as if within an oppressive fog mixing pale blue and pale silver, wisps of golden-green colors shuttled back and forth. Now there wasn't even a need for those Trolls to make a judgment; even Fisher felt her eyes were already vastly different from human eyes.

"Valentiina, it seems your condition hasn't been very good ever since you arrived here?"

"I... I'm fine."

Valentiina pursed her lips, only to discover Fisher was still looking at her. Only this time did she speak with a smile,

"Alright, I'm a tiny bit uncomfortable... It feels like my back and legs both hurt a lot, and I also can't quite catch my breath... Perhaps I truly am about to turn into a Phoenix covered entirely in feathers immediately."

Not wanting Fisher to worry too much, she supplemented another sentence akin to a joke.

The male Troll ahead narrowed his eyes to size up the light within her eyes, subsequently immediately lowering his head as well, saying in a low voice,

"As such, I understand. Please follow me immediately. Our Elder has awaited you for a very long time, exalted Phoenix Bloodline."

That male Troll straightened his body, waving his hand at the group of female Trolls who brought them here. Just as they were about to turn their heads and leave, he suddenly spoke up again,

"Oh right, Hazzara. Starting tomorrow, you guys will no longer need to go patrol over at the Phoenix Bridge. Wait for my orders later."

Following this, he then led Fisher and Valentiina walking towards the deeper parts of the village.

While walking, Fisher and Eimhart located within his embrace constantly sized up the surroundings. Upon such an elevated mountain range, the living conditions these Trolls resided within were actually exceptionally crude. The surrounding tower-shaped buildings completely lacked any aesthetic value; they were merely fashioned out of rocks found nearby, polished and stacked together relying on brute strength. This was without even mentioning the places they personally resided in.

But even so, directly in the center of the village, Fisher still saw an extremely familiar object. That was the sole object capable of being considered an "exquisite carving" to this group of Trolls. It was an enormous statue depicting a gigantic tree.

That was a statue of the Frostwood Sycamore Tree.

Fisher gazed at that statue for a long while, until following the male Troll before his eyes arriving at the end of the village. Within an enormous palace hall, the rear view of a gigantic female Troll was sitting cross-legged right in the center of the main hall. Faint flickering candlelight lingered within the hall. That Troll seemingly clutched a gigantic engraving knife in her hands, currently carving a huge boulder in her hands.

Furthermore, surrounding the palace hall, various items similar to stone bowls, stone tables, and so forth piled up. Naturally there were also toys and crude handicrafts that little Trolls would like. Meanwhile, these daily commodities utilized by the other Trolls seemed all to be carved by the Troll sitting cross-legged with her back facing Fisher before his eyes.

"Elder Darivuvu, the Phoenix has returned..."

Just after that male Troll spoke, the Troll turning her back to Fisher and Valentiina before their eyes suddenly paused the movement of carving the stone in her hands. Subsequently, she actually stayed stunned just like that for several seconds. Then she abruptly trembled her shoulders, covered her face, and began to sob.

"Wu-wu... wu-wu... wu-wu..."

That leading male Troll sighed and closed his eyes. It was unknown what his meaning was. Meanwhile, Fisher was entirely focused staring at the female Troll before his eyes. Even Valentiina, who was slightly uncomfortable, opened her eyes, staring at every move and action of that Troll.

"Little Kokolia, even if you don't like me you can't tell this kind of stimulating lie. What Phoenix has arrived? Even if the Phoenix arrived and our mission terminated, you still have to continue acting as my partner. Divorcing is impossible!"

That female Troll sobbing with her head lowered abruptly threw away the carving tool in her hand as she spoke. Afterwards, she violently turned her head back and opened her arms aiming a hug toward the male Troll beside Fisher. However, that male Troll referred to as "Kokolia" already familiarly retreated a step back, letting Darivuvu pounce on empty air and fall onto the ground.

"Ouch, it hurts..."

She fell flat on her face onto the ground, while Kokolia before their eyes didn't intend to let her off. With a fierce stomp, he stepped onto her head, swearing viciously at her with a malevolent expression,

"Darivuvu! Can you be a bit more serious for a day? A Troll who's lived for a thousand years, yet still acting like a little child here day by day! I said, the Phoenix has arrived! If you still don't fulfill the promise left behind by your grandmother, then jump off the cliff for me right now, and yield the position of Elder to me!"

"Wu-wu-wu... why are you rewarding me? Kokolia, you absolutely towards me... Oh, there are really other people arriving?"

That female Troll having her head stepped on twitched her nose. Subsequently, slightly stunned, she lifted her head, turning to look at the expressionless Fisher and Valentiina on his back whose raised eyebrow indicated she felt things were too noisy. Upon seeing Valentiina's eyes, she abruptly sat straight up. That massive body physique surpassing four meters caused the ground terrain to subtly tremble for a moment.

"I'm truly sorry, truly sorry. I originally thought it was just my husband flirting with me..."

The female Troll before their eyes slowly sat upright. Unsure if an illusion, the originally dim firelight surrounding them suddenly turned much brighter, revealing the figure of this Troll wearing a black robe before their eyes. Kokolia also sighed and stood by her side. Lowering his head, he spoke to the two people before their eyes,

"I am truly sorry, exalted Phoenix bloodline. Our domestic matters between wife and husband made a fool of us in front of you. But as descendants of the Trolls, we've never forgotten the teachings of our ancestors and the responsibilities passed down..."

That Kokolia spoke lowering his head in all seriousness. Conversely, Darivuvu sitting next to him kept looking around east and west. One moment looking at her partner's back and hair, and another looking at that handsome yet expressionless human man in front. It was also precisely at this moment that she caught a sudden glimpse of the painting Fisher had been continuously gripping in his hand from the corner of her eye.

Her expression suddenly became surprised. Reaching out a finger pointing at Fisher, she abruptly interrupted,

"Oh? Human, where did you pick up the belongings of Lord Moon Princess? A few years ago, I suddenly misplaced this thing and didn't know where I put it. How was it suddenly picked up by you?"

"Misplaced?!"

Hearing these words, Kokolia's face suddenly changed. Angrily turning his head, he stared at Darivuvu and said loudly,

"The key in the tribe managing Lord Princess's Holy Artifacts has always been in your hands! We male demons cannot enter! I even repeatedly exhorted you to take good care of it! When did you lose it? Why didn't you tell me?!"

Darivuvu scrunched her face and covered her ears, subsequently saying quietly,

"It was just a few years ago. There have been a ton of things kept inside the Princess's treasury for a few thousands of years. I thought how about I take them out to bask in the sun. Escaping identical conceptual mapping explicitly corresponding mapping identical painting characteristics corresponding, I worried it would get damp or something so I took it out. Who knew when I gathered them back I accidentally lost a single painting. Worried you would scold me, I didn't tell you... Oh my, it's fine. Look, hasn't it been picked up by someone and delivered back now?"

"Darivuvu! Which painting did you actually misplace?!"

With a dark face, Kokolia pulled out a branch of some sort of plant from his white robe and walked towards Darivuvu. That Darivuvu crazily retreated while shielding her head, yelling out with her eyes closed,

"I was wrong! I was wrong... It's that painting depicting the Moon Princess's teacher! I remember it crystal clear! Don't hit me anymore!"

The instant these words came out, Fisher—who was watching the show from afar with dead-fish eyes—experienced a violent change in expression. Somewhat incredibly, he lowered his head to look at the painting clutched in his hands.

The Moon Princess's teacher?

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