The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 620: Mystery of Birth

At the northern end of the Southern Branch Mountain Range, the Dragon Court's army appeared exceptionally busy. Although the previous war seemingly achieved victory bafflingly and unaccountably, and they didn't even participate in the front-line slaughter at all, their losses were not small in the slightest.

First it was the storm caused by Barbatos opening the portal, subsequently it was the head-on battle between Barbatos and Eliog, two Eighteenth-Tier beings. Although they had already stayed as far away from here as possible, just a little bit of the aftermath was not something these ordinary armies could bear.

The Human Allied Army and the Red Dragon Court's army were scattered like this and lost their formations. Previously after Lar woke up, she anxiously and hurriedly went to find Raphaela's traces. Only at this moment did they finally have the opportunity to gather the army, confirm losses, and collect the spoils of war left behind by the fleeing Human Allied Army.

Of course, these soldiers only knew the news that their Dragon Queen was still alive. Regarding the situation of her pregnancy and the Red Dragon Court having an heir, they were completely unaware. Because even at that time Raphaela and Fisher were still in a temporarily set up tent, anxiously analyzing the current situation.

Honestly speaking, the one mainly anxious was still Fisher, because the other people perhaps still hadn't figured out the situation clearly at this moment.

Fisher stood at the entrance of the tent, looking seriously at the movements of the Dragon Court soldiers outside, but actually his gaze was drifting, seemingly thinking about the method to resolve this matter.

Inside the room, Raphaela, Jasmine, and Lar all looked at him and the Eimhart on his shoulder. They, who didn't have a very deep understanding of the Mythical World, still didn't understand why Fisher suddenly became so anxious.

Ultimately, it was still Raphaela who spoke first,

"Fisher, if that Spirit World's locking onto the child in my womb disappeared, what will happen to him?"

"He will lose his soul, Raphaela, becoming a shell without a soul."Eimhart sighed, also speaking somewhat distressedly like this,

"The bodies of Mythical Rank existences will turn into a strongly unified state of body and soul combined. Under this kind of circumstance, the Spirit World has no way to lock onto the little life gestating within your body to bestow him a soul. Even if the Breeding Rank is sufficient, Mythical Rank existences are still unable to give birth to their own offspring..."

And Raphaela froze slightly, suddenly recalling those walking corpses in Pherone City who had their souls snatched back then.

Unlike them, her child might have to suffer this kind of misfortune from birth.

Thinking of this, she covered her lower abdomen, her complexion unavoidably becoming pale, and her voice trembling,

"Then is there really no method to resolve this problem?"

"Method? This..."

Eimhart opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing how to answer, thus turning his head to look at Fisher. Yet he still looked outside, remaining silent with an ugly expression.

Method?

A method might exist, but if it was truly that easy, then what Moon Princess birthed wouldn't have been a stillbirth. If it was truly that easy, then why would Gabriel still go make a wish to the Holy Grail for a child?

Although there was no longer a limitation on the number of Mythical Species now, where was Fisher supposed to go find a Holy Grail capable of realizing wishes?

But exactly at this moment, Fisher suddenly realized something. He turned his head to look at Jasmine and asked,

"Wait, Jasmine, you should be almost one hundred and sixty-five years old this year right?"

"Ah, yes."

Jasmine nodded. And the Raphaela beside them obviously also knew exactly how the age of Whale-kin was calculated. Because back then when they just got acquainted with Jasmine and she said she was only two years old, Raphaela almost dropped her jaw from shock.

Fisher hurriedly walked back from the entrance of the tent, his expression also becoming extremely doubtful,

"Yeah, but your mother is the God of Destruction Xuan Can, this is precisely the problem... She reached the Demigod level as early as during the Mythical War several thousands of years ago, being the most powerful existence among the Mythical Ranks. Yet she had you, and still within the recent two hundred years? If we exclude the possibility that you are not her biological daughter, then she definitely has a method to overcome the difficult problem of the offspring of Mythical Ranks being unable to possess souls!"

"Yeah, Jasmine, I almost forgot you are the daughter of the God of Destruction! Won't it be easily solved if you go ask the God of Destruction?!"

The Eimhart standing on Fisher's shoulder also remembered this complication, looking at Jasmine with a sigh of relief as he said.

"Eh, me?"

Jasmine opened her mouth, seemingly having some hesitation.

But looking at the Fisher before her eyes who finally found some hope with great difficulty, she ultimately still pursed her lips and said smilingly,

"Then I... will go back and ask mom right now. I will set out immediately."

"No way."

Yet the Raphaela beside them suddenly spoke resolutely and decisively, making the Jasmine who had just wanted to stand up look towards her.

Raphaela looked at Jasmine, then looked at Fisher with a sigh, saying entirely decisively,

"Fisher, do you not know how Jasmine came out from her mother's place? She made a promise with her mother to enter the Mythical Rank before an inevitable time arrives in order to let her leave the ocean. I don't know what that time is, nor do I know whether the current situation is it, but fundamentally, she made the promise with her mother to leave the ocean for you... Now you want her to return to her mother's side to seek an answer for your child in my womb. Do you actually think a character like her would tolerate your method of doing things?"

Eimhart also died down, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat.

Yes, just now because of the child's emergency situation, they were somewhat seeking any help in desperation.

Thinking carefully about it, the daughter of the God of Destruction didn't hesitate to violate her wishes to reach an agreement to come ashore for a human. Now the agreement hadn't been fulfilled yet, as a result her daughter still ran back to seek help from her for another woman of that scumbag?

Xuan Can not helping and locking Jasmine in the ocean could already be considered merciful. With her reputation during the Mythical War, the greater possibility was directly coming up and scattering Fisher into ashes instead.

"..."

Fisher also knew the reasoning within, but he still pondered somewhat.

After all, Moon Princess's cautionary tale was still placed right before his eyes. The only offspring of a Mythical Rank that had a good ending was precisely the Jasmine before his eyes. Nowadays Gou Wen was in the Spirit World. Xuan Can was the existence most likely to know the answer. He was merely...

Things not falling on one's own head won't make one know the pain. Returning to that time, he didn't understand the sadness beneath Moon Princess's calm words at all. He couldn't imagine exactly how painful it was for her to helplessly watch her own bloodline turn into walking corpses, and even be reduced to targets for humans to steal blood...

But the Dragon Queen didn't lose her sense of proportion. She was also the mother of the child.

"Alright, I said no so it's a no. He is also my child, of course I worry about his safety, but we absolutely cannot act recklessly... We will think of another method."

Raphaela sighed, yet still persisted in her own viewpoint. Looking at Jasmine she advised,

"Jasmine just braved life and death together with us to resolve the previous suffering, moreover she also... Anyway, we can still think of other methods. For a Dragon-kin to give birth to an offs

"Alright alright, Fisher, don't be anxious first. Everyone go rest a bit and eat something first, we still have time, okay?"

It was still Raphaela who first couldn't stand watching it anymore. She stood up, first patting Jasmine's shoulder, subsequently walking to Fisher's side and using her tail to pat his waist.

Waiting until Fisher came back to his senses and looked at her, he saw the scales on Raphaela's body flattening down bit by bit. At the same time she opened her arms to him,

"We just narrowly escaped death, and even resolved such a big trouble. Not even having the time to rejoice yet being so gloomy and distressed, how can that do? Come here..."

"..."

Fisher slightly lowered his head and hugged her, feeling her warmth tightly pressing against him, feeling her face buried at his shoulder,

"Alright, relax a bit, don't be anxious... I seem to be able to feel his existence, he is still alive, there is still a chance."

"Okay..."

Subsequently, Raphaela released Fisher, walking out of the tent like setting an example, lifting her spirits to go direct the Dragon Court army to confirm losses and seize spoils of war, among a series of other actions.

And Lar after casting a glance at Fisher also hurriedly kept up with Raphaela, walking quickly out of the tent.

"Teacher Fisher, I-I also want to go to the seaside again to try and see if I can contact Lord Ramastia."

Jasmine whose thoughts were somewhat unpeaceful also hurriedly stood up, saying like this to Fisher.

Evidently, what she wanted to confirm might not just be this answer, but also regarding her own mystery of birth.

Why had she never seen her own father since birth?

Why was the gap between her and mom so huge?

Could it be she wasn't mom's biological child? If so, why was her mom clearly a Mythical Species yet able to give birth to her?

All sorts of these questions drove Jasmine wanting to leave here, but right at the time of leaving Fisher actually pulled her back, making her turn her head to look at Fisher,

"Teacher Fisher?"

"Sorry, Jasmine. Previously I was just too anxious, unable to wait to want to know the method to save the child, so I told you to go meet your mother to seek an answer. I didn't consider the consequences within."

"I know, Teacher Fisher, I didn't take it to heart. I just suddenly became a bit uncertain whether I am actually mom's child so..."

Fisher smiled bitterly, suddenly recalling the appearance of that Whale-kin barefoot doctor back then,

"... You must be the child of Xuan Can and Gou Wen."

"Eh? W-Why?"

"Mm... realistically speaking, when I was in the Northern Territory I similarly encountered a Mythical Rank Phoenix who was pregnant. Five to six thousand years ago, her child was treated by a Whale-kin doctor who is highly likely your father. And after so long, with his intelligence and love for your mother, he might have already found the method for you to be born."

Jasmine pursed her lips. At the same time her heart warmed she also couldn't help asking,

"Why does it feel like Teacher Fisher is very familiar with my dad's appearance?"

Fisher's forehead couldn't help breaking out in some sweat. He couldn't just say I used to call your dad brother right. He could only say,

"Moon Princess is very grateful to that Whale-kin doctor who might be your father, so she told me a lot."

"Like this..."

Jasmine smilingly lowered her head, and also suddenly opened her arms to hug Fisher,

"Thank you, Teacher Fisher. I will try to help you and Raphaela find the answer."

Having spoken, she also released Fisher, subsequently walking quickly out of the tent, heading rapidly towards the extreme distance, the direction precisely being the ocean.

Inside the tent suddenly only Fisher and Eimhart who had fallen back onto his shoulder were left. At this moment Eimhart was revealing dead fish eyes, turning his head again looking at Fisher complaining,

"Say are you lucky or not, they are all so good. When you look for other people, do you ever think of slapping your own mouth?"

"..."

Fisher cast a glance at Eimhart, yet his body walked back into the tent. In his heart of course there was still some lingering anxiety.

The World-Ending Prophecy was imminent. Chaos was glaring like a tiger, wanting to destroy this world. He gave up on Helaire's plan, choosing to save Raphaela and commence the World-Ending Prophecy. That meant he stepped onto the path of collecting the Completion Manuals to control Chaos.

The journey being arduous wasn't all, his own child also fell into this plight, making him feel even more that it was difficult upon difficult.

In silent contemplation, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Eimhart, asking,

"Do you have any related clues, records or ancient tomes of Mythical Ranks giving birth to offspring?"

"Where would there be this kind of thing?" Eimhart sighed, muttering, "The orthodox Mythical Species only have three types: Angels, Demons, and Elves. They all don't need to reproduce. So only those who enter the Mythical Rank post-natally will encounter a problem like yours. But those Mythical Species were too busy hiding to save their lives, how would they still use ancient tomes to record it down? The examples of Moon Princess and Xuan Can are probably the rare few cases within these ten thousand years, one failure one success..."

Doesn't this still mean there is only Xuan Can and Gou Wen this one path?

But having spoken up to this point, Eimhart's expression became exceptionally conflicted and awkward again.

Sensing something, Fisher turned his head looking at his awkward appearance, thus frowning and asking,

"What, are there other clues?"

Eimhart pouted, using dead fish eyes to look at the Fisher before his eyes. Only after several seconds did he say, giving up on himself,

"If you really have to say, there might be one other person who has related clues. Moreover if you ask, she is highly likely to tell you the answer. But from my personal perspective, I strongly advise unless you are forced to a total dead end, otherwise don't consider this method..."

"Who are you talking about?"

"... Who else could it be?" Eimhart used an extremely uncomfortable tone looking at the Fisher before his eyes, continuing to say, "Who else do you think can simultaneously satisfy the following conditions: Lived long enough, knowledge profoundly vast enough, related to the Xuan Can and Gou Wen couple you want to get the answer from, moreover, her relationship with you is still... pretty good?"

Lived long enough: Above ten thousand years

Knowledge profoundly vast enough: The world sings praises of her name, taking wisdom as name, taking thirst for knowledge as the label of the First Pillar.

Related to Xuan Can and Gou Wen: Ten thousand years ago, Gou Wen had also executed missions together with her and Fisher, their friendship was considered pretty good.

Relationship very good: The only female calling Fisher "honey".

Reviewing the above four conditions, do you suddenly find the answer has been narrowed down?

Fisher fell silent for a moment. Looking at the Eimhart before his eyes who looked like he had eaten ten thousand flies, he opened his mouth simultaneously with him,

"Helaire..."

"Right, it's that deserving a thousand cuts Baimon..."

Eimhart sighed, speaking extremely unwillingly,

"But I strongly advise you not to do this. After all look, she just previously used a plan to harm Raphaela. Although she said it was to save you, but who knows? What if when she spared Raphaela's life she had already considered this layer right now, then what to do? What if she is precisely waiting for you to ask, and then give you a direction. No matter whether this direction is right or wrong, she laid a conspiracy on your path of advancement, making you wordlessly achieve her goal?"

Fisher indeed also considered this layer, he could even be certain that if he went to ask Helaire he could definitely get a corresponding answer.

But what if it really was exactly as Eimhart said, this was really a plan Helaire had considered many layers of, then choosing to believe the proposed plan she provided was probably worse than doing nothing at all.

So after a moment of silence, only then did he say,

"... You're right."

"Yi, you became smart Fisher!"

"..."