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Silhouette 132: 50.
Silhouette Walking against the night breeze, Fisher was heading towards the woods where he had agreed to et Carlo, with so ti still left before their appointed ti, so he took out the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual from his embrace to check if the content he had just studied was completely recorded in there.
He saw the golden text beautifully recorded the content Fisher had written in the experintal progress report on the Completion Manual, and his gaze lingered for a mont on the glowing words “Demon Species.” Then, he looked towards the illusory text floating in front of him.
[Demon Species Research Progress: 22%]
[Demon Species Social Research Progress: 1%]
Reached a progress of 22% just like that?
Fisher was quite astonished at this research progress.
It was mostly thanks to Elliog being too lazy; he offered no resistance to the research, allowing Fisher to do as he pleased, which is why the progress was so fast.
In contrast, Rafael’s uncooperative nature ant it took far longer to reach the sa progress.
Thinking of that red Dragon Lady with her tail curled up, looking at him, Fisher couldn’t help but wear a faint smile.
His gaze drifted down, and the next line of golden text read,
[Unlocked Rewards: Constitution 3, Charm 2, Fallen Resistance]
[Fallen Resistance: “Conquer those damned Demon Girls with an iron will and body!”]
Why did the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual seem very excited with such descriptions, as if it was clapping in the background, egging Fisher on to freeze his hand against those demons.
And where exactly was the increase in charm supposed to manifest?
Fisher felt his body beco stronger just now, but there was no change to his face, and no other physical part of his body changed either.
The concept of charm is quite vague; different people and races have different aesthetics and needs.
Could it be that this charm was universal for all of them?
Without an answer forthcoming, Fisher simply put the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual back into his embrace.
He had not asked Elliog about the so-called “Dynasty” she hailed from previously, in order to lower her guard and avoid hindering the progress of the physical research since she had clearly ntioned not to ask about the Dynasty.
However, Fisher was in no hurry.
He was now interested in the body training that Elliog had ntioned.
After observing her earlier, he felt that the Demon had a deep understanding of how to enhance physical training, and he believed he could gain significant results from her.
While pondering the events that transpired earlier, Fisher quickly arrived at the woods where he had arranged to et Carlo.
At this ti, the sunset had completely descended behind the mountains, and the bright moon was rising from another direction.
There were not many people in the outskirts of Saint Nali, especially in the direction of Gedelin I Imperial Mausoleum.
Fisher leaned against a tree, quietly listening to the sound of the peaceful night breeze brushing past.
After waiting for not too long, the sound of footsteps approached faintly from afar.
Fisher didn’t poke his head out prematurely and waited until the steps got closer.
Then the person stopped in place, scanning the surroundings, and a gentle female voice, slightly trembling, said,
“F-Fisher?”
Carlo’s body trembled slightly.
Even though his mind was male, at that mont he uncharacteristically hugged himself with both hands, seemingly afraid.
Strangely enough, before he beca an Artificial Witch, he used to fear nothing.
Now his feminization was getting more severe, to the point where even the object of his fantasies at night started to beco n…
He clenched his teeth, suppressing the fear of darkness arising from his heart, and the next mont, he saw a tall gentleman slowly erging from the shadows of the trees, startling Carlo almost to the point of falling to the ground.
The gentleman was holding a Handcane with a sowhat stern expression, cold as the moon in the sky.
“I’m here.”
“…I thought you had stood up.”
Carlo pursed his lips, but his body honestly moved in Fisher’s direction, as if being close could dispel so of his fear.
Only when he got closer did Fisher see a faint green glow on him, which was an One Ring Insect Repelling Magic that was often used during wilderness expeditions.
“You’re late.”
“Hey, why don’t you take a look at the place you chose for this eting?
Calling soone out in the middle of the night…
I had to run to the outskirts of Saint Nali, and I still have to think about how I’m getting back.”
Carlo glared at Fisher and then suddenly rembered sothing,
“Right, I forgot to remind you last ti.
There’s a strange sensation about you, similar to the Mother Goddess’s Blessing that Witch Research Association is researching…
If they see you, they’ll definitely go crazy trying to catch you, so you better be careful.”
Fisher rembered the Bart Witch who had charged at him like a lunatic before, saying that he carried the “Mother Goddess’s Blessing.” There were several special things about him; the first might be the two Completion Manuals, and another possibility was Renie.
He thought the second option was more likely, as the madn of the Witch Research Association believed that witches were the closest beings to the Mother Goddess, and he had spent a long ti with Renie, so it was very possible she had left a Trace on him.
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