Necolia turned back just once, and the group lined up imdiately seed startled, holding their breath, afraid to move, terrified that these seemingly formidable two demi-humans would deal with them all.
What was most peculiar was that Fisher keenly noticed that the leader of these humans, upon seeing Fisher and his group, would first turn his head to look back. Behind him at the forefront were three elderly n holding pieces of fractured stone slabs. When the leader turned back, the elderly man in the middle pursed his lips towards him, then slowly slid his finger along the slab upwards until it stopped at the topmost area.
Fisher instantly understood what these humans were doing; they were likely informing the leader of the humans roughly about the Guardian Rank of these two demi-humans, to better assess the threat level present.
And when the Clan Leader heard the rank reported by the elderly behind him, he also instantly made the decision: run.
Thus, even without having the first formal conversation, both parties watching silently in the woods saw Fisher’s group of humans imdiately turn tail and run, and in a dispersed fashion no less. Fisher guessed this was to prevent the demi-humans from catching them all in one go.
"Stop, everyone."
At this mont, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind Fisher. He turned around and saw Uncle Chun standing inside the Barrier wearing garnts similar to what he wore in the past. Not only did he speak in the Dragon Continent’s tongue, but the humans who ran away at the first sign also seed to trust him greatly and soon halted, cautiously looking back at Uncle Chun and Fisher’s group blocking their way.
"...Would you mind stepping aside? They’re friends I invited."
"No problem."
After Fisher and his group let the pathway open, Uncle Chun also opened the violet Barrier that refused outsiders, addressing the humans,
"Co in, everyone, enter your new ho. You are safe now."
"Thank you, Elf Lord..."
As the group of tattered humans filed past them into the Barrier, they made sure to keep their distance from Necolia, seemingly more fearful of her than of Hooked kiss, as her non-human parts were much more extensive than Hooked kiss’s.
On the Dragon Continent, there are countless demi-human species, while the human’s activity range is usually very narrow. The interactions between clans are not as frequent as during Fisher’s ti; many spend their entire lives wandering in roving tribes, unable to record all demi-human species even across generations.
Of course, so patterns can be summarized: generally, the stranger a demi-human looks, the quicker they die.
Actually, this is not true for the Elf Species among Mythical Species; it’s just that they’ve never seen a Mythical Species.
Tangze Asuka’s gaze followed the last human as they entered the Ideal Country surrounded by the Barrier, and only when the last human was inside did Uncle Chun turn his gaze to Fisher and his group standing before him.
Seeing this, Hooked kiss imdiately wanted to step forward and pay respects, yet Uncle Chun raised his hand and interrupted him,
"No need for formalities, Margaret and I already know the purpose of your visit. She has seen it through the Weaver... Co in, you show sincerity by not bringing any Angels along. Margaret wishes to have a conversation with you."
Upon hearing this, Fisher and the others looked a bit surprised towards Helair, the Angel at the back of their group, who then waved with a bright smile, signaling the others not to obviously expose her.
Uncle Chun didn’t linger long; he quickly turned around towards the direction of the Ideal Country, leaving behind the open mouth of the Barrier and Fisher, puzzled and looking at each other.
"How did you manage that, he didn’t recognize you at all."
Leading the others, Fisher followed Uncle Chun ahead while whispering to Helair floating behind him, and she floated up to Fisher, pulling out a circular mirror from within her arms.
Although it was a mirror, its entire body was made from a type of tree Fisher had seen before, yet at the center it ford a surface like a water mirror. She didn’t fully display the mirror but sneakily revealed a small corner, explaining to him,
"You know my ability is like power as radiant as the morning light, but the concept of transformation wasn’t originally mine; it cos from this mirror. I found this mirror while playing on Dragon Continent; it probably belonged to an Elf I don’t know. Through it, I can freely change my appearance without being detected by any ans...perhaps the Demigod and True God can detect it, but I wouldn’t know."
Helair quietly spoke, leaning her head by Fisher’s ear with a smile, whispering,
"However, once the mirror’s effect works, I absolutely cannot make a move, as my power would destabilize the mirror, easily revealing . That’s why I couldn’t act before. I don’t forge, so unlike other Angels, I don’t have many Holy Objects as trump cards. This is my trump card. I only tell you, don’t tell the others, okay..."
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