Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

"I want to write down this experience, with the title ’Unsolved Mysteries—Monsters Clad in Human Skin’..."

This girl seemed to work in a field related to journalism in Schwali. Earlier, when Fisher noticed her new picture keeper on her chest, he hadn’t reacted. After all, when he left, picture keepers were still very bulky, and he didn’t know what new technology had emerged in recent years.

He covered Emhardt’s eyes, turned around, and took the lead towards the factory, casually saying to her,

"Do you want to see what’s being produced in the factory?"

"I’m coming, I’m coming. Wait for me a moment."

Although this place was vast and still appeared mysterious, it had severe manpower shortages, just like past human-colonized towns on the South Continent.

The factory’s production was in full swing, but except for the guards at the walls, there weren’t many people inside the factory.

Ingrid walked and took photos at the same time, eager to record everything in a colorful video.

She walked too slowly, and Fisher couldn’t rush her, so he had to watch her picture keeper and ask,

"Did you come to the South Continent just for this? To take photos?"

"It’s not just taking photos; this is valuable information, okay?"

Ingrid put down the picture keeper, finally having recorded all the road information, then walked to Fisher’s side and explained,

"Several years ago, the City Lords here were being defeated by that terrible Red Dragon King, which led to an unprecedented wave of retreat. The City Lords on the South Continent were in a state of fleeing for their lives, fleeing back to the Western Continent to complain to their bosses, monarchs, and families. At that time, the atmosphere between the Western and Southern Continents was near the breaking point. Even Schwali and Kado had assembled an alliance to cross the sea to teach that cruel and arrogant Red Dragon King a lesson...

"Just as the two continents were about to go to war, another Dragon King brought news to the Western Continent. The Green King Isael from the Northern Branch sent an envoy to Queen Elizabeth expressing a wish for peace, telling her that the cruel Red King is not the rightful heir to the Dragon Court, but rather a daughter of the exterminated South Branch Tribe, who holds a bitter hatred against humans and wishes to annihilate them. The Green King Isael does not wish for the hatred to spread further, so he asked Queen Elizabeth for help to quell the war in the South Continent and hoped for joint prosperity with the Western Continent..."

Looking at the rising factory in front of her, Ingrid pouted at Fisher and said,

"Queen Elizabeth deeply felt the past mistakes of humans, so she abolished the slave system imposed on demi-humans by past humans, granting freedom back to Isael, and declared that Nali is a friend of the New Dragon Court. She would help Isael reclaim his homeland. Thus, the Red Dragon King went to war with the human alliance led by the New Dragon Court and Nali. The fight continued for years until last year, when the Red King’s aggressive attack was gradually pushed back with our help, retreating into the Southern End Mountains..."

"Before I came to the South Continent, many people spread the story like this. But as for the truth, hehe... it can probably be seen from this factory."

Fisher nodded but did not make further comments.

He had a pretty good understanding of the true situation.

If Green King Isael was truly the rightful heir of the Dragon Court and had come with the idea of peaceful relations between the South and West Continents, then why didn’t he stand out when humans occupied almost all the land of the South Continent? Why not when many demi-humans were taken away as slaves? Why did he only stand up when Rafael’s army was driving humans out, and why did he contact Elizabeth?

The reality is that the new Dragon Court created by the Green King is a puppet regime supported by Nali.

From the moment he returned to this era and came to this town, Fisher had realized this through how the demi-humans revered the Nali Language and pursued Narliou.

And crucially, he knew where Rafael was now.

She suffered military setbacks but was not utterly defeated, and she is now confronting the puppet regime supported by Nali in the deep mountains and jungles of the southern end of the South Continent. The situation, presumably, is not optimistic.

But at least, Fisher knew where to go next.

All along their way, they had been quietly conversing without encountering anyone, so they quickly found their way to the main production workshop.

"Uncle, over there must be the production workshop of the factory. Let me take a few pictures to see what this place produces that the Dragon Court City’s officials and people from the Western Continent are so secretive about..."

Bringing his attention back from his thoughts, Fisher glanced at the particularly excited Ingrid and couldn’t help but ask,

"You came to the South Continent just to take pictures of these things."

Ingrid raised her hand and held up her picture keeper, but this time she wasn’t taking a photo. She just turned it around, revealing a work card attached to it.

It had her information written in Schwali language, and her photo was attached,

"Schwali and Nudu Giant Serpent Newspaper, Intern Journalist, Ingrid Tomic"

"Graduate School: Schwali Queen’s College of News"

The giant serpent had a special meaning in the country of Schwali, generally associated with royalty, so the Giant Serpent Newspaper probably also had a background in such media.

And the Queen’s College was the most famous women’s college in Schwali, known to rival the Royal College of Saint Nali in certain disciplines.

After showing her work card, Ingrid lifted her sunglasses and said to Fisher,

"I’m a journalist, of course, I came here to take pictures. Please open the door, uncle, let me see what kind of nonsense the Nali people are doing inside... Oh, I forgot, you’re also a Nali, sorry."

"I’m an escapee. I don’t even know if I can still be considered a Nali."

"You’re serious, uncle, I guessed it right! And what about that ugly Book Knight in your arms, is he an escapee too?"

"You..."

Emhardt couldn’t stand the girl behind him who could do "demon art" any longer. He was "ready to speak but refrained," fearing she would use that light on him again, so he squeezed further into Fisher’s clothing with a headache.

Fisher placed his hand on the warehouse’s side door handle, sensing no signs of any living person inside. He gently twisted the doorknob.

The door was actually locked, but Fisher broke the lock with a twist, and the door opened regardless.

The next moment, the structure inside the huge workshop came into view of Fisher and Ingrid, who was hiding behind him. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

It turned out this wasn’t the main production workshop but a storage room for products, which explained why there was no sound outside.

Inside, many shells and various components made of some alloy were neatly categorized and placed. The aesthetically pleasing, mechanically language-like products quickly captured Ingrid’s attention, and she was curious, even before taking a photo.

She crouched in the warehouse aisle, reached out to touch the material of those mechanical parts and shells, and wondered,

"Huh, what are these things, some kind of steam engine mechanical parts? But I’ve never seen them before... Uncle, do you know what these are?"

"Let the great Book Knight take a look; what is it?"

Sensing the question, the Book Knight quickly popped his head out of Fisher’s clothing, but before he could give an answer, Fisher already knew what these were.

He and Emhardt had both seen these not long ago.

"Cardinal... these are parts for producing cardinals."

Fisher murmured as he looked at the mountains of components in the warehouse, momentarily dumbfounded.

Ingrid paused her motion of raising the picture keeper and then turned around, puzzled,

"Cardinal? What’s that?"