Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

Chapter 1458 - 56: Gathering Strength (Part 3)

"What, am I not gentle and demure?""..."

If you’d loosen that Dragon Tooth buried in me right now, I might actually be able to agree with you.

But perhaps even Rafael herself felt that "gentle and virtuous" really didn’t suit her, because in the next moment she lightly released Fisher’s skin and said,

"So yeah, I’ve never really believed in fate. That so‑called fate—timing, momentum... Maybe there really is some moment we don’t know about where we’ll迎来an unavoidable end, but before that, we must have made countless choices ourselves that led the ending to fall on that moment. Maybe I once had the chance to truly become a gentle ’Rafael’, but the moment I decided to leave the tribe, decided to be with you, and then decided to part from you for a while, everything that fate had set for me went its separate way from mine..."

Listening to Rafael’s words, Fisher also thought of how the Phoenixes interpreted fate, and of the choices they had made.

That made his heart ease a little. Perhaps his fate had been forged in the blank space of his previous life, but from birth until now, every decision he’d made came from his own heart.

Even if, because of that, everything he did ended up being calculated by some truly powerful existence (for example, that woman with the strange scar on her hand), he should still do it.

"...I understand, Rafael. I’ll get ready tomorrow and head for the Demon Dynasty. You must be careful when you lead the army. Don’t take the initiative to go on the offensive. You are no match for those two Demons. Only by sealing them back into the Dynasty can the Dragon Court have a sliver of hope."

Rafael had been patiently persuading him, but when he said this, her tail lifted up a little unnaturally.

She’d originally been worried that Fisher might do something foolish because of her and the Dragon Court, and now look at this—her little speech had actually helped him make up his mind?

"Pa... pa..."

Her restless tail began to sway, smacking against Fisher’s thigh, making him look at Rafael in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"...Nothing. If that’s the case, then tomorrow... I’m planning to have Moli go with you."

Fisher froze for a moment; his first thought was: I get something this good?

Could this really be the Gift of Destiny, quietly resolving the conflict between them without him even noticing?

If that’s the case, then whether fate is a good thing or a bad thing becomes a bit debatable...

But seeing the look of "unexpected delight" on Fisher’s face, Rafael narrowed her eyes dangerously and used her tail like a needle to poke him here and there, adding,

"Heh, it’s just that Moli doesn’t have much to do here for now. With her there she can help you, and I can also learn the exact situation within the Dynasty through her so I can arrange our strategic deployments. In a situation this urgent, if you dare sneak off and do anything bad behind my back..."

"...My friend and I can handle it, just the two of us. Moli can stay with you. You and she will both be safer that way."

"..."

Rafael didn’t answer. She simply closed her eyes in contentment, lay down on top of him without moving, and prepared to rest.

The room gradually grew quiet, slowly sinking into a deep, shadowy sleep.

Only, no one expected that the Sea of Souls within the Spirit Realm seemed at that moment to form a strange link with Rafael, locking firmly onto her lower abdomen...