Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

Chapter 1505 - 71: A Slight Change in Perspective (Part 3)

"This gentleman...""Get lost!"

"Boom!"

Seeing Mitra beside him trying to flatteringly say something, Fisher, whose irritation had reached its limit, could no longer control his emotions and exploded. His terrifying power instantly crushed the box in his hand. With a wave, a gust of wind mixed with explosive sounds stretched in that direction.

As the sound of bones cracking echoed, a huge, fearsome chasm rose from the pink floor, at the end of which lay the scattered and unconscious Enchanting Demons who had been flung into the air.

They were merely workers and most likely unaware of all of Helair’s plans. Fisher punished them only for deceiving him.

However, this deception did not originate from them but from Helair. In other words, Helair had probably been doing many things under the cover of lies that one dared not imagine.

Including this time, if those demons truly entered Saint Nali under her manipulation, could misleading him to think Elizabeth knew about it be Helair’s scheme?

Perhaps what he really needed to ask in person was Helair herself. He wanted to know if she had done anything before they met... but even if she had, she would probably lie. As a result, Fisher lost any desire to directly ask her about it.

He could now probably confirm that Elizabeth possibly knew nothing about these Enchanting Demons or the demons in Saint Nali. Was all this due to another plan Helair had kept from him?

Although during the Pink Hall and Healing Room times she secretly manipulated Blake to execute her plan, if she knew, even during that certain victory, she told him about Erwin, there was no need to hide anything on this front.

Therefore, is it likely that Elizabeth is now unknowingly surrounded by a group of Demon Servants?

Fisher gritted his teeth, seeming to gain a new understanding of "Helair," something Emhardt had told him before but had never displayed in front of him.

"Mr. Fisher, they..."

"Let’s head out now, hurry... they have nothing to do with your aunt’s matters. At least, Blake and Elizabeth know nothing of their existence."

"Ah, it must be that guy, Paimon."

Emhardt sighed again, speaking as if accustomed to the situation, even without understanding the specifics, believing that blaming Paimon was always correct.

However, Fisher, who wasn’t usually bothered by Emhardt’s pet phrase, was now irked by his words. This uncertainty, especially concerning Teresa, made him impatient to find answers. Unfortunately, the current situation forced him to put it aside temporarily.

He also needed to find the base and resolve Rafael’s matters.

"Let’s just go, don’t say anything more."

"Oh, let’s go."

Moli pressed her lips together. She rarely saw Mr. Fisher so angry, not even when he lost control in Saint Nali. She felt somewhat worried about him but realized Fisher didn’t want to say anything right now, so she stayed silent, glancing at the Enchanting Demons heavily injured on the ground beside her, and quickly followed Fisher’s steps.

Death Lord didn’t pay much attention to Fisher, or even thought his behavior odd but, due to a lack of familiarity, like Moli, felt it was inappropriate to speak. As a stranger, he couldn’t possibly say anything.

He merely tugged his pants, walked a fair distance, picked up the fallen belt, and fastened it.

Then he glanced at the ground not far away, gently flicked his hand, and those birds, which were dead beyond recovery, twisted their heads eerily, struggling to get up and "chirp chirp" around him...

"...Where are we going now? Have you found that base?"

Looking at Fisher’s unfriendly expression at the front,

"We need to go through here, to Barbatos’ palace, close his portal to buy time."

"Oh... and about my death, do you have a clue?"

Fisher paused in his steps, looked at Death Lord, not wanting to conceal anything anymore, using conjectural motives to drive him.

"...Yes, be prepared, I’ll tell you everything when we reach Barbatos’ palace."

"Okay, Mr. Fisher."

Death Lord squinted, seemingly having guessed something, but said nothing further, just silently followed Fisher.

The group’s atmosphere was somewhat heavy, unlike when they had just left Elliog’s palace.

Fisher was due to Helair’s deception, Moli was reminded of her aunt’s matters, and Death Lord was because of the answers he vaguely guessed...

Oh, it seems the Book Knight was in a good mood, even humming a little tune.

You could see him humming some unknown tune in a drake’s voice on Fisher’s shoulder, appearing cheerful, and even floating around to record the scenery beside the Love and Desire Gate.

Seeing Fisher and the others in low spirits, he even muttered a few words, speaking earnestly to Fisher,

"Hey, why so silent? Isn’t this a good thing? At least you’ve realized Paimon is entirely untrustworthy. She’s a bad person, and you should stay away from her, the further the better, with no ties whatsoever... Oh dear, I can’t wait to see her crying mess when she fails."

"Shut up."

"Oh, fine."

With Paimon not around, Emhardt’s good mood remained unimpacted; indeed, he even started speaking bravely... Hmm, either way, even if Fisher voiced opinions, Emhardt didn’t mind.

Their pace was swift, advancing as initially planned, ignoring the Demon God’s palace within the Love and Desire Gate and disregarding those Little Demons and Demon Servants hiding or spying on them from the dark.

They pressed forward solely towards the heart of the Performance Gate and were soon to arrive at that gale-filled place.

There, behind the door, was the First Pillar, Demon God Barbatos.