The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 547: Flesh and Blood

Facing Fisher's somewhat astonished expression, Jasmine appeared very confused. Not knowing if he hadn't heard clearly or if there was another reason, she had no choice but to repeat it once more,

"Named Gou Wen. Is there any problem?"

"..."

This time, confirming the previously received answer a second time through the Translation Relic and its accurate pronunciation, Fisher was thoroughly dumbfounded.

Even he, despite trying to speak several times at this moment, ultimately fell silent.

In this instant, a multitude of thoughts and ideas suddenly popped into his head, entangling endlessly like a ball of yarn. Even so, it couldn't express his shock at this moment.

The problem lay in the fact that previously, in Fisher's eyes, Gou Wen and he were roughly of the same generation. He regarded him as a friend who had experienced life and death together. Although sometimes he would say and do strange things, overall, Fisher still had a very good impression of this "henpecked" Whale-kin, but now...

Wait, "strange things", "henpecked"?

At this moment, awakened by Jasmine's words, Fisher looked back and scrutinized the things that had happened in the past, only to find that everything seemed so reasonable.

He had once mentioned "Xuan Can" in front of Gou Wen. Based on the situation that Whale-kin couples were mostly childhood sweethearts, he and Xuan Can must have definitely fallen in love and married each other early on. Therefore, at that time, Gou Wen, knowing he came from the future and hearing the name "Xuan Can", had already determined that he would have a relationship with his daughter in the future...His being so henpecked already demonstrated that his relationship with Xuan Can was extremely good. Thus, even for something as elusive as the future, something ordinary people wouldn't dare to guarantee or be certain of, he could be so sure. Sure that Jasmine must be her daughter, and looking at reality, it was indeed the case...

In other words, from the very beginning, he had viewed him as a "prospective son-in-law"... No, it shouldn't be considered "viewing", but rather "evaluating".

So that was why, ever since the Sanctuary, he had constantly been inexplicably interrupting his interactions with Helaire, Asuka, and even other ladies, and had often gotten strangely angry with Fisher for reasons he didn't even understand. It was all because of this?

But it's hard to say if this was a good thing or a bad thing. If Gou Wen regarded him as a friend or sibling, how could his relationship with Jasmine be explained?

I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my son-in-law?

In the future, we each call our own terms: you call me little brother, I call you dad?

Although Gou Wen indeed should be a Whale-kin who had existed since thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago, which should be the case calculating from current seniority and lifespan, but after all, Fisher had conversed and interacted with him when he was still young back then. Therefore, no matter how he calculated it, he felt it was weird.

Perhaps this was the limitation of the perspective of a Rank Zero human species with a lifespan as short as a hundred years. Even though Fisher had already entered the Mythic Rank at this moment, he still felt this way.

"Fisher, why is your expression so strange? Could it be... have you heard of or met my dad previously?"

"I... No, I haven't met him. I just felt like I've heard this name somewhere before."

"Is that so... After all, I heard from mother that when dad was young, he was a very famous doctor. Just like her, he had traveled to many, many places and made many, many friends. Fisher might have encountered his name in some ruin or other, perhaps?"

Fisher mentally remarked that actually, one of those friends he had made included himself, but how do I tell you this?

Say I once called your father brother?

Fisher's brain burned temporarily, unable to answer this question. Besides, he was preparing to seek out Gou Wen later anyway, so they could discuss this matter later. Therefore, he had no choice but to change the subject first,

"Perhaps that's the case. Regardless of what, if we have the chance later, let's go find him together."

"Mhm! He will definitely like you, Fisher."

"..."

As he listened, Fisher began to sweat on his forehead.

It was already making him feel guilty just talking about it, but hearing Jasmine say Gou Wen would like him left him even more speechless.

Perhaps "like" was completely out of the question; hacking him into a thousand pieces would be the reasonable outcome.

To iterate once more, Fisher actually had self-knowledge regarding the bad deeds he had committed. When considering outcomes and consequences, this mindset could sometimes be very useful.

Then again, although Fisher inevitably felt somewhat guilty in his heart, at least there was one point worth being happy about, which was that at least Gou Wen was still alive.

Previously, Fisher had transmigrated to a very distant timeline in the past. Sometimes, linking to his current life and looking back at the past, he would discover that those glorious races and epic stories from the past had all turned to ash, vanishing in the long river of history, their traces nowhere to be found no matter what.

Helaire was still alive, having turned into the Demon Baimon and remained active in the world; Gou Wen was also still alive, at least according to Jasmine.

But what about the others?

Asuka Karasawa, she must surely be alive as well, right?

Fisher hoped so incomparably, just like the Lord of Fate of the Creator's Society, sincerely hoping that the fragile girl from another world had survived the baptism of the long years.

Whether in this world, or having returned to her homeland never to be seen again, as long as she was still alive, Fisher could feel a sense of comfort.

What about the others?

Mikhail, Gabriel, Michael, Nekelia... what about them?

Fisher didn't dare to think about their endings, only daring to temporarily shift his thoughts elsewhere, or rather, onto questions.

Firstly, if Gou Wen was Jasmine's father, then in his capacity as a miracle doctor, was it possible he had already solved the problem of Mythical Species finding it difficult to produce offspring?

Jasmine was only over a hundred and sixty years old. And when Jasmine was born, Xuan Can had long since entered the Demigod Rank. According to common sense, it was clearly impossible to normally produce offspring. Fisher had already learned this point from Gabriel's story when he was in the Sanctuary.

But Jasmine was still born. She was even a Whale-kin flowing with the bloodline of Xuan Can and Gou Wen. Besides possessing more Curses on her body than ordinary Whale-kin, everything else was normal.

However, since Fisher didn't have proof and didn't know the specific situation within, this point was put on hold for now.

And another question was, if Gou Wen was still alive, he had personally interacted with Fisher, knew Fisher's disposition, and knew he would lay his hands on his daughter. Why hadn't he shown up to stop the relationship between Jasmine and Fisher over these years?

To be honest, from Fisher's point of view, if he were Gou Wen, he would have rushed over long ago—even before the two had met—given himself a severe beating, and then pulled his daughter far away...

Mhm, based on analysis, the reason might lie in: Gou Wen didn't know the situation in Reality, or perhaps he knew but was unable to intervene.

According to Jasmine's account, he needed to pass messages through Xuan Can, so he most likely wasn't in Reality.

If he wasn't in the present world, then he might be in the Crevice or the Spirit World, and for some reason unable to return...

But as long as he was still alive, Fisher had a target to search for and a general direction.

Most crucially, if he found him, as an eyewitness to that journey in the Sanctuary, he also knew Asuka Karasawa and the other Transferred Persons, and had a very good relationship with them. Fisher didn't believe they had no interactions in the ensuing years, not to mention Gou Wen was such a kind-hearted Whale-kin.

At the same time, having lived through the entire history, there was a high possibility he knew Asuka Karasawa's whereabouts or ending. As long as he found him, many questions could find corresponding answers...

So... mhm, as long as he doesn't stab him upon meeting, he could inquire and obtain the corresponding answers...

This was very reasonable.

Although he once again did a little psychological preparation in advance, at this moment, Fisher still lost interest in that aspect.

Perhaps it was because of Jasmine's identity as Gou Wen's daughter, or perhaps it was because acting recklessly in secret behind the back of Raphaela, who was working hard, made Fisher hesitate...

In short, Fisher intended to pause temporarily.

"Um, Jasmine... previously Ingrid told me that those two Demon Attendants who escorted her haven't died and didn't know where they ran off to. Although those two Demons aren't strong, letting them run loose in the Dragon Court would presumably also cause trouble..."

Jasmine opened her mouth, then said,

"Ingrid? Ah, that human reporter... but, in that case..."

Jasmine certainly knew she couldn't go deal with those two what's-it-called Demons together with Fisher. Let alone the fact that as the High Priestess she couldn't just walk around everywhere, simply letting Raphaela know she was secretly... no, privately coming to find Fisher would be very troublesome.

But after all, she hadn't stayed with Fisher for long, not even half an hour yet. How could she be satisfied? That was why she appeared somewhat hesitant right now, unwilling to let Fisher leave.

Looking at her conflicted appearance, Fisher smiled slightly and added a sentence,

"You forgot, this place is very close to your room."

Jasmine pursed her lips and looked at him. Only after hearing these words did her eyes brighten a bit, her expression appearing both expectant and restrained.

She hesitated for a moment, but still decided to prioritize the big picture and official business, temporarily letting Fisher off first.

But before that, Jasmine still softly added a sentence,

"Furthermore, from this hallway, generally no one else will be able to see. Normally, Raphaela also won't walk through here... My... my room also has very good soundproofing..."

"..."

Why did Fisher feel like Jasmine seemed to be in contention with Raphaela? She clearly didn't let him speak of her, but every time, she was always the first to bring her up herself.

"Then Fisher, I'll take my leave first?"

"Alright."

Having obtained Fisher's reply, Jasmine lightly kissed him once more. This seemed to be the most daring action she could take at this moment.

Subsequently, she stood up, smoothed out her High Priestess robes, and arrived beside the room's door. First, she turned her ear to listen to the movements outside. After confirming it was extremely quiet outside, she grasped the door handle and gently pushed the door open a tiny crack. After that, she peeked outside through the small crack. Only after truly confirming no one else was present did she glance back at Fisher one last time.

She smiled, then silently pushed open the door, walked out, and closed the door again.

"Click..."

This self-taught routine left Fisher dumbfounded watching her. He didn't know where she had learned this trick.

Regardless, it wasn't until her soft, sweet fragrance gradually dissipated that Fisher returned to his senses.

He looked at his own hands, then helplessly shook his head, lying down on the soft bed behind him.

Why did it feel like ever since returning to the Dragon Court, every day and every night had been very stimulating?

Of course, for Fisher, this "stimulating" had derogatory connotations.

He shook his head, just preparing to take out the Soul Completion Handbook from his chest to read. However, when he reached in to grab it, what he brought out was actually the Demi-Human Completion Handbook, this Completion Handbook that had accompanied him from beginning to end.

Only at this moment, Fisher suddenly narrowed his eyes and carefully scrutinized the exterior of this Completion Handbook once again, as if after a long separation.

The golden handwriting inside was all the condensation of his own thoughts, so there was no need to observe it. He merely looked at the title page recording the World-Ending Prophecy, raised his hand, and touched the row of square handwriting at the bottom.

"What exactly do you want me to do, Demi-Human Girl Con?"

In the beginning, he thought this World-Ending Prophecy was directed at humans, targeting the crimes committed by humans. He wanted to protect his own race, wanted to escape the Saint-Nazareth that contained Elizabeth, so he set foot on the journey.

But having been swept along the way till now, this prophecy suddenly popped out from Jasmine's mouth again; a prophecy that even made Demigods like Xuan Can want to go into hiding...

What on earth did it mean? Was it a Curse, or a favor?

"Firstly, I am not a Demi-Human Girl Con..."

Fisher scrutinized these cold, golden square words for a long time. Of course, he couldn't obtain any answers from a book. Therefore, he had no choice but to take a deep breath, snap it shut with one hand, then sit up and turn his head to look at the sky outside the small window, where the afternoon sunlight shone.

He still had to go find those two hidden Demon Attendants. He decided to come back tonight to read the Soul Completion Handbook.

"What did you chat about in the room?"

Outside the Prayer and Blessing Tower, Fisher once again donned the red Prayer and Blessing Tower work robe. That heavy robe could effectively conceal his appearance and lower the cost of his movements. After telling Mill that he was going out to find Demons, he left with Eimhart again. One person and one book walked through the noisy afternoon streets of the Dragon Court.

Eimhart shrunk in Fisher's chest, staring forward with dead-fish eyes, and suddenly asked this.

Fisher didn't look at him, merely asking in return,

"How are you certain we just chatted?"

"Come on, as if I don't understand you, what could you do in such a short time."

Eimhart arched his book body, probably changing to a comfortable posture before saying so... Fisher also had no idea what posture counted as comfortable for a book.

He merely smiled slightly without retorting, just continuing to ask,

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Why should I be angry? For one, I'm used to it. Who asked me to be the Great Sir Book Artifact, and also your friend? For two, seeing you caught between the Dragon Queen and Jasmine in a dilemma, I'm too busy feeling great and amused; being angry is completely unnecessary."

"So it's like this."

"What about you? Are you angry that I previously didn't tell you about Jasmine being here?"

"Why should I be angry? Even if you told me in advance, I had already followed Raphaela to the gates of the Dragon Court; dodging it was impossible. The deeds committed will always usher in retribution one day. I deeply understand this point, and naturally, I must also accept it. Besides, this is just the beginning. I don't even know how many more situations like this I'll have to handle later..."

"Who asked you to always be like this? Look, every time you part with a previous lady you had a deep relationship with, and then meet a new lady, it's as if the previous woman didn't exist, and you immediately start another relationship, just like an irresponsible scumbag who eats clean and runs away. Furthermore, if you were truly irresponsible, that would actually be fine; the entanglement wouldn't be this deep instead. But turning around, you're not willing to let go of anyone. It's simply asking for trouble."

Fisher smiled slightly. Perhaps he already had an answer in his heart, but just as he was about to say it, his Soul suddenly caught a sharp whiff of some inappropriate scent. That scent directly caused his flesh and blood to begin squirming, as if sensing a scent that excited him.

Chaos...

His expression grew somewhat grave. Consequently, he pressed down on Eimhart in his robes and looked toward a certain direction within the bustling market.

"Found a bit of a clue."

"Clue? Those two De... Ahhhh!"

Just as Eimhart was about to speak, in the next second, Fisher's entire figure vanished from where he stood, silently heading in the direction of the scent he had caught.

The sun in the sky was gradually obscured by drifting clouds, bringing a hard-won afternoon coolness, shrouding large swaths of Dragon Court architecture in shadows.

Fisher soon stepped into a deep alleyway cloaked in shadows, not knowing what it was used for.

Just upon entering here, Fisher smelled a faint bloody scent. If Fisher's Rank weren't extremely high, he probably wouldn't have even noticed such a smell.

He raised his eyebrows and looked into the alleyway together with Eimhart.

However, he discovered that at the entrance of the alleyway, beneath an awning used to escape the heat, numerous figures of male and female Demi-humans were copulating with wild abandon, as if throwing an open-air party.

"This..."

Eimhart couldn't bear to look, while Fisher stared indifferently at everything before him, taking in the identities of those copulating individuals.

Judging from the clothes scattered around, they should all be ordinary residents of the Dragon Court.

He raised a hand to cover Eimhart's single eye, then slowly stepped into the alleyway pulsating with a heated atmosphere, scanning everything around him.

It seemed they were indeed too engrossed. Even when a living person like Fisher walked over, not a single one paid him any mind, wholeheartedly immersed in the extreme bliss of this moment.

"These filthy Demons! Hurry up and catch them and destroy them, they're simply just like those crude Elfs..."

Even with his eyes covered, Eimhart couldn't help cursing.

"No, they aren't here."

But Fisher merely looked down at his surroundings and didn't detect the aura of those two Demons.

Beneath the awning, on the ground of the party, clumps of continuously squirming flesh and blood were throbbing amongst the individuals participating in the party. From that flesh and blood extended tentacle-like arrow tails, constantly surveying the surroundings, waiting to extract the Fallen Self-Nature from the bodies of these people submerged in extreme bliss...

Looking at that squirming flesh and blood, Fisher gradually furrowed his brows, unexpectedly putting the matter of the two Demons aside temporarily.

For no other reason than, as someone who had confronted the Lord of Life head-on, he naturally understood the opponent's methods and power.

Previously during the Demon summoning ritual, he hadn't felt it, but now he suddenly shared the exact same feeling as Jasmine...

Why did it feel like this power was inexplicably similar to what Erwind used previously?