Demi-human Girls Completion Manual
Chapter 247 - 104. Pink Hall’s flyer_2

Chapter 247: 104. Pink Hall’s flyer_2

Through tear-blurred eyes, she still saw the same expressionless Mr. Fischer,

"Tears won’t help you achieve anything, whether it’s guilt or sorrow, and should cease with the falling of a tear. You need to find your aunt, find a way to achieve balance, and I need to investigate and avenge certain deceitful elders. Only our fists and rational minds can help us achieve our goals..."

"Although I’m no longer your teacher, for now, we still have common goals to achieve, and I’m very interested in you as a Whale-man... You once promised to let me study you, right?"

"Ah?"

Hearing Mr. Fischer’s words, Moli’s tear-streaked face turned red. She sat up straight, nodding subconsciously in response,

"Yes... Mr. Fischer."

His obedient demeanor made Mr. Fischer question if he was deceiving an innocent girl like a bad man would, but he helplessly shook his head to dismiss the thought and dragged a bag filled with Magic Materials to his workbench,

"Let’s eat first. Milica, Isabella, and you are true friends, and they won’t shun you for being a demi-human. There will still be opportunities to meet in the years to come, of course, after everything is settled. Until then, let’s focus on our respective goals."

"By the way, you were so careless last night that you even forgot to take the Narliou and the items your aunt sent back. Luckily, I stayed behind and tidied up before the officials arrived, it’s over there, and later I need to study the clues your aunt left..."

Moli pursed her lips, looking at Mr. Fischer’s back as he took out one Magic Material after another. He wasn’t looking at her, his calm words sounding like both instruction and comfort, warming her heart slightly.

So she told herself to be strong, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and subconsciously nodded, but then she belatedly realized Mr. Fischer couldn’t see her gesture, so she just gave a silly "hmm" in response.

The conversation ended, and Moli began to replenish her energy with food, while Mr. Fischer took a deep breath and gripped the carving knife next to the table.

He was about to begin engraving the Magic Emblems he would use later.

Apart from the habit of carving Magic onto his Handcane, he had also bought a deck of cards to engrave magic on.

Some spells didn’t work as well on something like a Handcane, and it was common to design specific carriers to maximize the effectiveness of magic.

Previously, Mr. Fischer didn’t have the funds to buy specialized carriers, so he used playing cards as a substitute – after all, his physical strength was strong, and he could throw them accurately.

Hmm, the name Fischer Thrifty Version Benavides was not undeserved.

His Magic Circuit on his arm lit up, and his eyes focused intently on the playing card laid on the table, delicately carving the magic.

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It was close to dusk and Lady Martha returned home when Mr. Fischer’s engraving work was interrupted. Lady Martha asked from downstairs if he wanted dinner, which Mr. Fischer accepted, taking the opportunity for a break.

He relaxed his shoulders and reviewed his progress.

In these four hours, he had somehow carved out three Middle Ring Magic.

The pace wasn’t slow...

Rather, it was too fast.

Although his Magic Power had indeed increased after previous training, what truly accelerated Mr. Fischer’s engraving was the feeling that he was more adept at carving Emblems, as if his soul was more sensitive to World Resonance.

He looked down at his Magic Circuit, which was beginning to deform slightly, uncertain if this was a good or bad thing, but his intuition told him it wasn’t purely good...

Even though it sounded unreliable, Mr. Fischer did trust his instincts sometimes, especially when facing certain Ladies.

Moli behind him had already swept the plate of roast chicken clean, leaving hardly any jus.

While Mr. Fischer carved Emblems, she hadn’t been idle and had taken down books about magic from his bookshelf to read.

Mr. Fischer didn’t want Lady Martha to know that a demi-human girl was staying in his room, so he went down to get food to eat in his room, also taking several pieces of fabric upstairs.

The room was well soundproofed, with only very close vicinity to the room allowing sound to be heard, but Lady Martha was elderly and hard of hearing, so Mr. Fischer wasn’t worried about her discovering Moli’s quiet chatter.

Downstairs in the boarding house was a sewing machine that Lady Martha had used before, which Mr. Fischer would occasionally borrow to make clothes.

Despite being a twenty-eight-year-old gentleman, Mr. Fischer had many skills.

He could play the piano as well as operate a sewing machine. The clothes he had made for Rafael were specially designed Nali Lady attire for the Dragon-man Species, and Rafael wore the clothes Mr. Fischer made for her until they parted ways in Krit Port.

Now, there was still plenty of fabric left over from making Dragon-man clothes for Rafael at home, and Mr. Fischer planned to make an outfit for Moli to try on, one that not only fit her Whale-man Species shape but also complied with her supermodel dimensions...