"That kind of machinery can do many things—reconnaissance, attack, transport... Moreover, even if we miraculously find the wreckage, we simply can’t study it; the level of its technology is practically unimitable. While they increase their power, ours diminishes, resulting in significant losses to our military. But even so, we’ve persevered when we were so close to winning... However, at the most crucial mont, the general nad ’Barbatos’ suddenly..."
Rafael felt a bit unwilling, her open claws gradually tightened as if about to crush sothing.
"Barbatos? Are you saying that human general was Barbatos?!"
Emhardt incredulously floated up, his voice trembling as he repeatedly exclaid,
"That was a demon god of the Eighteenth Rank Demon Species, it’s strange if you could defeat him! With soone like that helping them, why hasn’t Nali flattened the South Continent yet? But... but weren’t they supposed to be still locked in the Demon Abyss? How... Ah! It’s definitely because of Paimon! It’s all Paimon’s fault, I understand now!"
"Demon?"
Rafael had heard the na from the Bat Species Chief; it seed to be an extrely ancient concept, dwelling underground hotter than lava, their existence predating even the rise and fall of the Dragon Court.
She both felt ambiguous and sowhat enlightened about this powerful concept.
The ambiguity stemd from her lack of systematic and deep understanding of the concepts of the Mythical Species and Mythical Rank as Fischer and Emhardt did, thus she didn’t know the massive chasm between the Demon Species and the living creatures here, including herself.
The enlightennt ca because she had narrowly escaped from their grasp, and she had glimpsed the enormity of that terrifying power.
She did not feel fear or despair towards such a formidable enemy; she was rely curious about how those humans managed to align themselves with demons, a mystery that indeed baffled Emhardt and Fischer.
Fischer suddenly recalled the unidentified Mythical Rank they encountered that day entering the factory with Ingrid. Either the one who acted was who Rafael ntioned—Barbatos; or worse, it wasn’t Barbatos at all but another Demon Species, indicating that Nali’s side had more powerful demons than just Barbatos.
Regardless, so demons have escaped the shackles of the Mother Goddess, leaving the Demon Dynasty to reach the surface, even going incognito as part of Nali’s forces.
For Fischer, who had lived through the Mythical Species’ glorious era a millennium ago, the infiltration of mythical beings into the human dynasty was indeed an absurd notion.
Since it’s absurd, there must be a sche.
Perhaps Emhardt was right; all of this is indeed related to Helair.
But why?
What does she want to do?
Fischer pondered deeply, but Rafael beside him did not fall into a mire of self-doubt and stagnation. She quickly pulled away from such news, turning to the solemn-looking Fischer next to her, she smiled seeing that he seed to worry about her, so she said,
"Sorry, I shouldn’t talk about heavy topics today. No need to worry, after their last official attack was repelled by us months ago, they haven’t attempted a large-scale attack in a while. Occasionally, a few rats try to sneak in, and that’s why I’m here right now."
Fischer snapped out of his thoughts, looking at Rafael who seed to ignite like a blazing fla, he couldn’t help but be moved by her optimism and fearlessness. He reached out wanting to grasp her shoulder, but Rafael glanced at his hand, then gently leaned her cheek towards it.
Fischer was slightly startled, feeling the warmth of her smooth skin and the flowing gaze like water, his heart couldn’t help but stir.
It was ntioned earlier, once the Dragon-man Species find a tail-matching partner, the desire towards them becos unimaginable, ensuring their tribe’s reproduction rate.
Clearly, even Dragon Queen Rafael follows this rule, besides, it’s been a long ti since she last saw Fischer, and she’s restrained herself for quite a while.
Looking at Fischer, there’s no need for an introduction, since having the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual, the most unfitting book within the manuals, his health improved day by day, the sa with his waist.
A dragon species who hasn’t seen its tail-matching partner for a long ti, a greedy human who doesn’t know satisfaction, they are like dry wood eting raging fire, ready to ignite at any mont.
Emhardt floating in the sky, glanced both east at Fischer and west at Rafael, noticing their glances almost turning fibrous, and their proximity ever closer.
He showed an expression of having nothing left to live for, feeling he’s starting to glow like a light bulb.
He probably shouldn’t be here but should be on so tree outside.
"Woo! Woo!"
But at this mont, a suddenly erged lodious horn sounded outside the cave.
Rafael’s lips were less than a hairbreadth from Fischer, the dazed and flowing gaze instantly focused, then her excited tail protested as if doused with cold water.
Gazing at Fischer up close, Rafael’s face turned crimson, feeling not just greedy anymore, the desire to devour him was plainly apparent.
However, they just t half an hour ago!
This is...
This is too shaless!
But... if he’s a tail-matching partner, it’s... it’s unavoidable... right?
"Pata pata!"
Her tail behind tapped the ground impatiently like an impatient custor urging the waiter for dishes in a restaurant.
But she herself was already blushing as she stood up, turning her face slightly while ekly saying,
"It’s... it’s my subordinates summoning , the rear troops ca to take over defense. Tonight, I’ll secretly take you to the temporary bedchamber, then in a few days, I’ll return to the rear to handle so matters, there are many humans there, then you won’t have to be... so cautious."
Fischer chuckled as he stood up, she’s not like before, now she’s the Queen of the Dragon Court, burdened with many responsibilities and worries.
Fortunately, he showed no intention of refusal, leaving everything to Rafael’s arrangents.
He smiled slightly, saying to Rafael,
"Then, it’s up to the Queen to arrange."
Hearing this, Rafael, unsure what she thought, her face’s rosy radiance deepened, and even fine steam erged from the scales that initially lay flat on her body.
She shook her tail, with an evasive glance sweeping his body and face, then lightly coughed and said softly,
"Cough, cough, first follow tonight... tonight I will... summon you."
She tidied her armor, then bashfully turned her head, straightened her armor, escaping first out of the cave like fleeing a disaster, leading Fischer to her temporary residence.
Watching her departing silhouette, Fischer smiled slightly, without knowing exactly why, just felt like smiling.
He glanced at Emhardt, who had a dead-fish look in his sky eye, calling out,
"Let’s go, Emhardt."
Emhardt glanced at him, muttering,
"No way, she is going to summon~ you~ tonight... ah ah, let go of !"
He was about to say more cheeky words, but couldn’t resist Fischer’s unyielding grip, and was easily captured, following him to catch up with Rafael’s steps.
The cave, losing their figures, suddenly seed a bit empty...
Yet the place where they sat, despite the absence of sunlight, retained a lingering warmth, accompanying the cave through its future solitude.
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