The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 675: Sound Within the Mist

"..."

Fisher opened his mouth. At this moment the soft voice of the Alajina within his embrace echoed within his brain. Seemingly at this moment she entirely wasn't a person of the Sardin Woman's Country, but a truly fragile soul.

Or it's said, even if it's the women of the Sardin Woman's Country actually internally would also possess struggling and fragile places that's right.

"I have always thought the thing between me and Fisher ought to be named love, a certain kind of carnal desire towards the opposite sex. But looking at it now it yet isn't completely so. Otherwise I ought to possess absolute possessiveness towards your body, ought to every moment think of pressing you upon the bed that's right. But during the long time, I yet realized it wasn't like this...

"I attempted searching for answers, also very quickly discovered the answer... By reason, Mr. Jack is already old. Moreover whether it's from his outward appearance, or character of Naris, are absolutely not the type welcomed by the women of the Sardin Woman's Country. But the crew members upon the ship yet are extremely envious towards Pakhz; And Fisher your appearance is this excellent, physique is this enticing. The expressions they look at me yet lack that kind of envy. This perhaps is because, from beginning to end what we pursued wasn't a perfect lover or the pouring out of desire, but a home..."

Fisher precisely accurately recalled the words she spoke with him before separating with her at the Patroshen Islands back then. She said "One day in the future, I want to form a family with the person I love deeply". So it originated from here.

"So, the words you spoke when separating with me back then exactly are because of this, right?"

"Mm..."

Alajina was muffled, always burying her head within Fisher's embrace. Like a student seeking answers.

"I suddenly suddenly realized, when I first saw Fisher you why my heart would possess that kind of touching. Because within my subconscious, that figure of a person I fantasized thousands and tens of thousands of times capable of giving me a home walked into Reality. So I only then exhausted all methods wanting to approach you. But I also gradually discovered, a home isn't personally arriving beside you by itself. But requires yourself to build and ultimately reside within it..."But I have always possessed no great ambitions. I don't know what the appearance of a family I want to build is like. Actually even my constant drifting upon the sea year-round was also based on the 'splendor and wealth' of worldly viewpoints, wanting to bestow return to my sisters. How would I know how to build a family ne. My family since childhood was a twisted, oppressive place. I exhausted all methods wanting to flee there. Even not shrinking from seeking revenge from that woman..."

Fisher pondered for a bit. Seemingly this topic is also extremely difficult to discuss. Mainly lies in the family concepts between Naris and the Sardin Woman's Country actually possessing differences.

The division of labor between men and women in society inevitably causes differences. This kind of difference cannot be simply judged using the method of interchanging men and women. Because even if it's the females of the Sardin Woman's Country also possess the capability of bearing children. This then makes the concepts of their society and family become especially complicated.

"Did you inquire opinions from Pakhz ma?"

Thinking back and forth, this transnational twilight romance couple Pakhz and Old Jack conversely became an extremely reference-worthy sample case.

But the Alajina hearing this merely lightly smiled. Pointing her head then said.

"...Pakhz hopes I stay distant from you. She feels beside you I am unable to construct a family I imagined. Look, Fisher, besides me you have so many people residing in your heart. David suggested I snatch you from the hands of other females, possess you. But regretfully, I surprisingly am cowardly to the point of unable to even raise this thought up. Because I feel you are not an object, the other females possessing relationships with you are also not Demons.

"During this period of time at the Wutong Tree, even if I viewed Valentiina Turan as 'the person snatching a husband'. Examining her every move wearing tinted glasses. Yet still felt she already did impeccably. She treats my sisters equally without discrimination. Broad-mindedly treating the people of every race residing here. Otherwise my sisters also wouldn't possess the thought of settling down here... Besides her possessing a relationship with you, did she do anything wrong ma? Can I go snatching the feelings between her and you like this ma? Can I make the time you both experienced be eliminated ma?

"But if I completely disregard it ne, how should I conduct myself? From the ideology of a person of my Sardin Woman's Country speaking, my every single strand of hair, every inch of skin is resisting accepting her. Emotionally, I loathe the existence of a her like this. But rationally I yet cannot be hostile to her, using whatever despicable methods to compete with her..."

Taking advantage of the time Fisher was staring blankly. She lightly patted then leapt down from his embrace. Landing upon the half-completed deck.

She slightly spread open both arms. Looking at the naval vessel before her eyes. Smilingly looking towards Fisher. Softly saying.

"Valentiina Turan I'm afraid didn't do anything wrong. Fisher you are also like this. If you didn't go to the Northern Border, didn't marry her according to the posthumous edict of the Moon Princess. Then I'm afraid she wouldn't even survive past twenty years old, the Wutong Tree will also no longer exist. Then the us currently betrayed by the Black Chieftain at the end of the rope even have nowhere to stay. I'm afraid would also die upon the ocean."

"Alajina, if without me, Isabel wouldn't even come onto your ship."

Detecting there was a bit of apologeticness within Fisher's tone. Alajina pursed her lips. Holding back for a very long time yet still couldn't endure opening the mouth.

"But, Fisher, does this world have this many ifs ma? If it wasn't me falling in love with you at first sight upon the ship you returned to Naris on. If it wasn't me wildly pursuing you at Naris. Then you also wouldn't board my ship. Then how much longer must you and Isabel, Old Jack and them still drift upon the South Oceanic ne? Will you guys encounter mishaps ne? If it's like this, then the outcome definitely would be good ma?

"Mother Goddess bless you, feeling guilty because of certain decisions of the past of course is a good thing. Because this implies you can clearly recognize the past. But please do not over-correct. You are the Fisher I like, even if having whatever faults I will also bear it together with Fisher you. What's important is the present, what's important is the future... I merely do not want to continue staying beside Valentiina Turan anymore. Doesn't imply I left my sisters, stepping upon a journey alone is a mistake.

"I still have matters needing to do for others. David's, for my sisters' revenge. And after that, I perhaps will still attempt going searching what exactly constitutes a true home. Fisher, within your heart perhaps possesses other people. But I precisely do not want to give up. This perhaps merely can explain the appearance of our home in the future is extremely very special. We require spending a lot of time to depict it, yet it doesn't imply it doesn't exist, isn't beautiful... I... I merely just don't want to separate from you, wanting to be together with you that's all."

Hearing Alajina's words. Whatever clogged thing within Fisher's heart yet suddenly was cleared.

For a long time, Fisher actually fell into a vicious cycle of self-proving.

His conscience made him unable to cast off his own sins. He indeed yielded to greedy desires possessing their feelings. Thereby generating owing within the heart. This kind of owing made him subconsciously want to repay. Thereby when doing many matters he would all use sacrificing himself to satisfy and preserve the other party.

This kind of thought cannot be said to be doing it wrong. Merely exactly did wrong when encountering Elizabeth.

Fisher greedily desiring possessing every single female encountered, yet concurrently also deeply loving them. Love makes Fisher feel owing for their goodness, for his own inadequacies. This point similarly is effective towards Elizabeth.

But the thing Elizabeth wanted wasn't something his yielding could satisfy. Because many things within this world exactly aren't things you can have just because you want them.

Fisher always felt, if back then he did better. Would Elizabeth not turn into like right now. If back then he didn't leave her behind, listening to her explain everything clearly. Then would she not go blind.

But, exactly as Alajina said. Many matters aren't able to reach a perfect ending.

If Fisher didn't leave Elizabeth. Then Raphaela, Jasmine, Valentiina Turan all would thoroughly die. He wouldn't know Renee. Wouldn't step upon the journey of resolving the World-Ending Prophecy. Might precisely shortly after his and Elizabeth's wedding night, this world then would stride towards Destruction amidst the bewilderment of the majority of living creatures...

If if if...

If that way, if this way, then the outcome definitely would be good ma?

Fisher from beginning to end loved Elizabeth. Because at the time Teresa passed away back then. He had no source of income, then went to be a private tutor, working multiple odd jobs. Still could merely barely afford handing over rent and meal money. When at one's wits' end towards the exorbitant tuition of the Royal Academy this kind of top-tier academic institute. It was she who sponsored the scholarship of the Royal Academy, and specifically exempted the tuition of Fischer Benavides.

Fisher from beginning to end loved Elizabeth, because back then he a single orphan. Without resources, without connections. Even to the extent magic books to learn magic couldn't be borrowed out of the library because he had no money. It was Elizabeth taking him to meet Helson. Making that Grand Mage witness the academic potential of this young lad.

Fisher from beginning to end loved Elizabeth. Because back then he knew Fisher couldn't bring out any valuable gifts to attend the Eldest Princess's birthday banquet. She then secretly bought extremely precious things putting into the pool of gifts. The signature yet was Fischer Benavides. So when the young him merely brought a gift of several hundred Nario coming to such a high-class banquet. Yet didn't have a single noble, didn't have a single person of Godlin because of this going to satirize him.

Yes, gold always shines. Fisher capable of obtaining the champion of the Griffin Race of course undoubtedly is an intelligent talent. But within the society of Naris, even if gold is covered by a piece of ragged cloth, it will also be dim its entire life.

Elizabeth brushed off the dust covering that piece of gold. Embracing it within the embrace. So that gold from beginning to end felt it was himself doing wrong. Making the person from back then turn into the appearance of nowadays.

But right now, perhaps that piece of gold only then can realize. Loving her doesn't imply needing to infinitely indulge her.

"Alajina, no matter what you want to do in the future, I all want to do it together with you..."

Fisher's pupils little by little lifted up. He is extremely grateful Alajina could speak these with him. At least these words didn't make him self-confident and complacent to the point of believing Alajina's actions and deeds are as it should be right,

"As for that concept of family, regretfully, I haven't studied sociological content regarding the Sardin Woman's Country of the Northern Border. But presumably even if possessing involvement, also unable to clearly state exactly what kind of thing it is... Perhaps, family exactly is like what you said, merely us being satisfied, heart-willing to be together?"

Alajina's heart bit by bit beat faster. But cautious and cowardly she still wanting to confirm once more.

"Fisher, afterwards willing to continue willing to step upon the journey with me ma? If Valentiina Turan, or someone else's is unwilling, also willing ma?"

"Ah, I am willing..."

Alajina yet could endure no longer taking a step forward. Tightly hugging Fisher, clasped within her own embrace.

She buried her head at Fisher's neck area, softening her voice saying.

"That's great, Mother Goddess bless you, Fisher, Mother Goddess bless you..."

Hearing this Fisher yet ultimately couldn't press down curiosity. While patting her back while saying.

"...Seemingly you truly extremely loathe Valentiina Turan ne. Even the Frost Phoenix you worshipped in the past changed belief. Since when did you start believing in the Mother Goddess? Even David was influenced by you to speak like this..."

Alajina slightly backed off a bit. Yet with a face full of doubt looking at him, not understanding why he spoke like this.

"When... Fisher, haven't I... always believed in the Mother Goddess ma?"

"..."

Fisher blankly gazed at her. Carefully stringently sizing up that extremely serious expression on her face.

Until quite a few seconds passed. Wait until he completely confirmed the Alajina before his eyes wasn't making a joke of a Scene of Fierce Conflict but truly believed so. His expression also instantly became serious.

"Incorrect, here isn't right, Alajina."

"What isn't right, here..."

Fisher hurriedly released Alajina's body. Looking towards the extremely empty space outside the naval vessel. From all directions brightly lit. Unable to see at all exactly what the situation outside the Spirit World was. Just exactly resembling a sealed research facility like that.

But Fisher yet felt exceptionally abrupt after Alajina spoke those words. Exactly like the space, time even to the point of everything here was all not right.

He slightly blanked. Gently releasing Alajina. Closely following pulling her to his own side saying.

"Alajina, you didn't believe in the Mother Goddess in the past."

"I... I ma?"

Alajina's expression of that doubt was simply exactly like suspecting the present self isn't herself like that.

Only at this time Fisher felt he was stupid. Himself having Azanroth's Blessing. Previously opening it would influence his own Rank. Leading to now Ranks able to be released then directly neglected to open it again. Instead leading to now might have entered danger being discovered by whatever thing within the Spirit World.

He just preparing to open his mouth chanting the incantation opening the Blessing. Yet suddenly felt his own chest area was hotly.

He slightly blanked. Opening his own coat. Then seeing the Demi-Human Completion Handbook already burned through the pocket of the clothes. Tightly adhering upon his skin. Just exactly like when he reverted back to similar to the true body of a Chaos-kin viewing that.

Upon the Demi-Human Completion Handbook precisely alternating bright and dark flickering golden light. It's just this golden light was even dimmer than any time in the past. As if a candle in the wind like that might extinguish at any moment. Seemingly precisely arduously resisting something.

He doubtfully touched the Demi-Human Completion Handbook a bit. The strength balance of that golden-colored light then abruptly faded. In the next moment, the scene before his eyes then abruptly changed. Yet seeing it was still this empty Shipyard, still upon Alajina's that uncompleted naval vessel. It's just contrasting with the emptiness seen just now the difference is, here seemingly everywhere permeated with scarlet-colored mist. Even to the extent instantly letting the Alajina before his eyes clearly be enveloped within. Looking also unable to see clearly.

Such thick scarlet mist, he just now surprisingly didn't realize anything?!

"Mother Goddess bless you, Alajina, you here..."

Just opening the mouth without any realization. The golden-colored radiance upon the body of the Demi-Human Completion Handbook within his embrace then again bloomed open. That golden-colored light formed a barrier visible to the naked eye shielding him up. His brain stiffened. Instantly then realizing surprisingly subconsciously shouted a phrase of Mother Goddess bless you just now.

"Azanroth!"

He hurriedly called upon the name of the avatar upon his own body. In the next moment, the tentacles upon his body then revealed shapes. But yet drooped extremely listlessly. Everywhere upon the body those exactly like golden-colored whirlpool suckers also convulsed spitting out bubbles, exactly like having food poisoning like that.

Cannot be ba, Azanroth's avatar all collapsed?!

This Scarlet Mist exactly is...

"Fisher, what exactly happened to you, could it be feeling unwell ma?"

"Did you not see anything ma?"

"Does here have anything ma? I merely see Fisher you suddenly precisely started speaking some words I cannot understand towards the air before your eyes..."

Alajina also couldn't see this thing. Just identical to him just now, didn't see anything.

"...Nothing, Alajina, you first stand at the side waiting a bit, I'm thinking of some matters."

Fisher's train of thought very quickly calmed down. He firstly opened the mouth comforting the Alajina beside a bit. Didn't first tell her the situation beside.

Mainly is, Fisher completely doesn't know besides making her believe in the Mother Goddess what other influences this Scarlet Mist has towards Alajina. In case there is still whatever other operations able to influence consciousness he carelessly accidentally touched. That instant Alajina becoming a trouble is all considered light. Mainly is afraid she has whatever dangers.

The problem came, why is the most obvious alteration of this Scarlet Mist surprisingly making people believe in the Mother Goddess? The Spirit World Contamination and the Mother Goddess actually have whatever connections ma?

"Okay..."

Alajina swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Still noticed Fisher's unnaturalness. Yet doing according to Fisher's words. Without moving indiscriminately anymore.

Fisher furrowing his brows, stretched out a hand swaying ahead a bit. Then watching his strength stirring this mist moving like a whirlpool.

He looked around all around a bit. Seemingly discovering this mist had a source. At least able to confirm it came from a certain direction.

This direction is...

Fisher blankly raised his head up looking towards the direction of the ceiling. Then suddenly seeing, the upper part of the gigantic space of this Shipyard possessed a similarly incomparably gigantic loophole.

Innumerable Scarlet Mists tangibly poured into it from above. Seemingly because of Fisher's existence then became increasingly restless.

That scarlet-colored mist exactly like tide waters unceasingly surging. Yet again exactly like illusory air like that elusive. Until from within slowly transmitted an indistinct and extremely horrifying terrifying hoarse noise. As if some kind of monster like that.

"Sensê... Sensê... Itai..."

"Tasukete..."

(End of this chapter)