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Punishnt Segnt The Gate creaked open, revealing her clawed hand adorned with red scales.
Rafael slowly erged from the steam-filled bedroom, her tail swishing back and forth as she struggled to move half of her body out of the bathroom.
The man had apparently bought a whole set of shirts, having changed into them, and was now standing at the edge of the room, lighting a coal lamp.
“Although it’s not as bright as the lights in the carriage, it will suffice…”
In his hand was a small booklet with an unclear cover.
Fisher looked at the section for the Dragon-man Species in the second part, lines of text that only he could see floated before his eyes.
[Physical Research Progress: 10%]
[Dragon-man Species Society Research Progress: 2%]
[Next Phase Rewards: Physical Research Progress 20%, Dragon-man Species Society Research Progress: 20%]
[Rewards: Constitution 2, Reproductive Ability 10, Fermat Baha Dragon Court Magic Book]
Fisher closed the notebook in his hands, his gaze eting Rafael’s who was partially hidden behind the gate.
For so reason, after wearing those heavy clothes today, she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her linen clothing, especially when facing the human man who was about to perform a punishnt activity.
“Stop dawdling, co here and let redress your wound.”
Rafael glanced at the wound where scales had fallen off, revealing the deep red skin beneath which would definitely ooze blood if pressed.
“…”
She walked silently to Fisher.
Without a chair as wide as the one in the carriage, Fisher had no choice but to have her sit on the bed.
Experiencing this soft bed for the first ti, she curiously swept her tail over it and then comfortably curled around the pillow at the end of the bed.
Fisher picked up the bandages and the herbs, and suddenly asked,
“I’m rather curious about sothing.
You ntioned earlier that your Dragon-man family has strong reproductive ability, and such numbers should be relatively large among the demi-human species.
Why then, is the overall population of the Dragon-man Species not as large as other demi-human species?”
Rafael did not expect him to bring up this topic suddenly.
She initially didn’t want to answer, but since it was the ti for the ga’s punishnt, she hesitated and then said,
“Although we long for…
such things…”
Rafael’s scales slightly parted, releasing warm steam.
Fisher noticed the steam clearly reflected her different emotional states; shy monts produced this warm temperature while anger and rage made the steam even hotter than inside a steam engine.
So she was feeling shy now.
“But such things only occur with tail-matching partners.”
“Tail-matching partners?”
Fisher’s movent of bandaging paused montarily.
“Ha, you think like humans, courting so casually?” Rafael sneered lightly, perhaps rembering the incident today when a lady had passed him a rose, clearly disdainful, “A true Dragon-man’s tail-matching partner is selected through ticulous screening and must absolutely fit physically and spiritually for that kind of reaction to occur…”
It turned out that finding a compatible partner among the Dragon-man Species was extrely difficult.
If they couldn’t find a suitable partner, they would choose to live alone and would not develop the urge to reproduce.
But once they found a tail-matching partner, their hidden reproductive drive would burst forth, ensuring progeny numbers.
No wonder their tribe’s couples had many offspring, though most of those offspring ended up as bachelors their whole lives…
“I see.”
After clearing up the confusion, Fisher gently set her injured right leg on the bed, then stood up, “The wound has been taken care of, so let’s continue with our research.
Since this is a punishnt session, it might feel rather uncomfortable, please try to endure it…”
The more he said this, the more Rafael feared, dreading that he would do sothing terrible, much like a proclamation before torture.
“Lie down…”
His voice, devil-like, rang out, Rafael pressed her lips and followed his command, her untrimd long red hair spreading out like a sea of roses on the white sheets, highlighting the Dragon-man’s elongated, beautifully shaped body magnificently against the white.
“By the way, in case you’re not comfortable, here is a blindfold to cover your eyes, would you like it?”
“I could hardly be scared, just co…”
“That’s good then.”
“Wait!
Wait!”
Feeling her clothes being gradually pushed up, Rafael imdiately panicked and stopped his next action.
“Do you need a blindfold?”
Fisher asked again.
“…..No..”
Rafael shakily closed her eyes.
Fisher’s eyes seed devoid of warmth as he nodded, his finger tracing upwards from her abdon.
He was now about to confirm the Dragon-man species’s Magic Circuit.
As magic surged, the Magic Circuit, starkly different in color from that of humans, erged like nerves.
The bright red circuit began to glow,
It appeared that the Magic Circuit among different species was vastly different.
Though humans also displayed slight variations in shape, the fundantal structure of the Dragon-man species’s Magic Circuit varied significantly.
Rafael was unaware of the contents of Fisher’s research.
She could only feel his human fingers gently sliding over her scale-less skin, and as she saw his fingers sliding toward a more dangerous area, she quickly spoke,
“Maybe give the blindfold after all…”
“…”
The next second, her vision was shrouded in darkness, a pitch-black silence.
Deprived of sight, her other senses were heightened instead, as Fisher’s fingers traced slowly, causing her to unconsciously shiver.
“Wait, actually…
let’s not use the blindfold…”
Fisher’s look conveyed speechlessness as he reached out to remove her blindfold, ignoring her trembling gaze.
His expression was serious, indicative of his utmost seriousness whenever it ca to his research.
“Stay still.”
“Mmm…”
Rafael’s scales continuously emitted hot steam, reminiscent of a warm furnace or a sauna, so hot to the touch.
Fisher observed that many parts of the Dragon-man species were similar to humans.
Through the magic halo of his ring, he could even perceive the appearance of her internal organs beyond her exterior.
The tabolic organs buried under a Dragon-man’s skin were vastly different from those of humans, which perhaps explained why she could always emit steam-like substances, like now…
The entire room turned into a sauna, visibly steaming, causing the maid cleaning at the door to cover her lips and dash past; the inside of the room was unbearably hot.
Even Fisher, focused as he was, noticed sothing amiss.
He glanced down, only to see Rafael with her eyes closed, gasping for air as if she were enduring sothing unbearable.
“What’s wrong?”
“Ha…
ah…ah?”
Rafael, equally puzzled, opened her eyes, looking around at the misty surroundings and her own weakened body.
Her limbs felt a tingling, electric sensation from her scales, especially a severe headache.
Fisher glanced at her pale face, silently covering her snow-white body with a blanket, then stood up,
“Your condition seems off, I’m going to find Mier.”
“Mmm…”
He had just gotten up when he realized sothing was pulling at him.
Looking down, he saw a red tail had sohow entangled around his thigh.
Fisher looked up, Rafael’s feverishly flushed face stirring sothing within him.
As he had said, the body of the Dragon-man was indeed beautiful.
He gently reached out and grasped her restless tail, loosening the not-too-tight coil.
“This can’t be considered a punishnt, right?”
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