Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

"General, two quarters ago, two guys mysteriously snuck into the warehouse where the products are stored. We couldn’t see what they looked like because when we found them, they were right in front of us, suddenly flying from the ground to the sky. Hundreds of meters high, directly crashing through the warehouse ceiling. They’re really too... We suspect they might be from the ’Pseudo Dragon Court’ of the south, so we’re seeking your advice on what to..."

The tall figure draped in a gray cloak looked down at the reporting officer. Even under the cover of the clouds in the sky, it was the first time the officer faced the visage of this [General].

It turned out to be a very handsome man’s face, seemingly young but giving a sense of being seasoned by time. A mane of gray-white hair was hidden under the cloak, and only at this moment did the officer notice that the General had a folded bow and arrow slung on his back, made of unknown materials.

"I understand, take me to see it..."

The General nodded, shifted his body to slide off the horse. As he landed, most of the animals in the factory had already fled, leaving only a few rats that were still in the warehouse, lingering aimlessly, waiting for someone or something.

"General, look quickly, it’s here."

The gray-robed General soon arrived at the warehouse with the hole, under the officers’ guidance, the large hole in the ceiling, the cracks on the ground, the shattered Cardinal, all entered his view.

Other soldiers hadn’t disturbed the scene, only standing quietly outside the warehouse, watching the General enter alone.

It was said by other soldiers that the General didn’t like places with cramped sight lines, nor did he like enclosed spaces with others around him, so now there was only the General inside the warehouse, no one else.

The General glanced at the cracks on the ground, then raised his gaze towards the big hole in the sky without saying a word. Instead, for some unknown reason, several rats nearby with white-glowing eyes all ran over and lifted their heads to squeak at him incessantly.

After a long while, the General finally, expressionlessly, lowered his head,

"A myth that’s not from the Myth..."

"Squeak squeak?"

"...I understand, you may go."

"Squeak!"

Next, as soon as the General spoke, the rats tilted their heads and then began to madly tear into each other, biting viciously until they cruelly snapped each other’s necks, tore out brains, losing life completely, then finally stopped.

And the gray-robed General, expressionless, took down the longbow slung on his back. From somewhere, he fetched a long Arrow, then armed the bow facing the warehouse’s gaping hole.

"Creak creak creak..."

The sound of the bowstring tautening came, and the General lightly spoke to the bowstring, reciting a phrase,

"Bring back his name."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The next second, the Arrow was off the string, shooting towards the sky.

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...

"Wow! Uncle! This is too cool! We’ve flown so far!!"

At this moment, Fisher, having leapt who knows how far, was descending from the sky with Ingrid. Though initially quite unaccustomed, Ingrid was already starting to enjoy this unique "Mythical Rank flying service" delight.

In the high sky, as she clung joyfully to Fisher’s hand, she raised the Picture Keeper to capture the blue sky and white clouds.

Even after landing in the wilderness, she was still exuberantly running and jumping, looking back at the factory and the walls that had vanished from view and shrieked,

"My God, we flew so far!? I... I thought I was dreaming..."

"Shut up, girl... Fisher, we better hurry, I... I just feel something’s not quite right, like an ominous foreboding."

The Emhardt in his embrace poked his head out speaking to Fisher, whose expression wasn’t too pleasant either. Because he had felt a strange heart-pounding sensation in mid-air.

"Ingrid, come with me now, this place feels..."

No time to delay, Fisher intended to lead Ingrid away to a safer place, but at the next moment, from afar, from the direction they came, a strange explosive sound like thunder and wind suddenly echoed through the sky.

"Boom rumble rumble!"

"Buzz buzz..."

Fisher’s hairs stood on end, his expression changed as he looked back and saw in the sky a massive blue-green storm tornado tearing towards them.

Under the terrifying disaster-like blue-green tornado, the once clear sky had turned dim, everything around seemed to be still, leaving only Fisher and Ingrid.

And having reached the Mythical Rank, Fisher could clearly see that horrible attack was heading straight for him and likely originated from the direction of the factory.

"Ingrid!"

"Huh? Uncle... What is that..."

She blankly intended to turn around, but quicker than her movement was the terrifying tornado’s prelude-like impact force that hit.

Ingrid was uncontrollably flung by the tornado’s force, her fragile human body was akin to a straw; with a clear fracture sound, she was violently thrown towards Fisher.

And Fisher gritted his teeth to brace her retreating body with one hand, using his own strength to support her.

Simultaneously, he solemnly looked towards the nearby tornado in the sky...

No, it should be said, that Arrow.