Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 35 - 33Philone City

35: 33.Philone City

35: 33.Philone City

From Keken City to Philone City, it took about ten days’ journey.

After setting off with the soldiers of Philone City through the wilderness, they encountered no trouble in front of their luxurious equipment.

Along the way, it was peaceful, and they occasionally stopped to rest and talk.

At first, Fisher thought they had taken these children for some special purpose, but during the journey, they actually coddled the children as if they were human children.

If the purpose was special, wouldn’t it be enough to ensure all captives were alive upon delivering them to Philone City?

There was no need for such excessive effort.

After ten days, Captain Harry met with other squads returning to the wilderness outside Philone City, unlike his group with only a few children, the other teams had living adult demi-humans.

There were all sorts of demi-humans; werewolf species, goblins, and even the insect race that didn’t resemble humans at all.

Judging by their clothes and numbers, they seemed to be the remaining few from their tribes.

Recently, entire tribes had been slaughtered by humans, and he originally thought all remaining demi-humans had been captured as slaves; he didn’t expect Philone City to have preserved so many.

Then, what was Philone’s purpose?

“Mr.

Fisher, please look, we have arrived.”

Fisher peered through his hat brim towards a gigantic wall in the distant wilderness.

That enormous surrounding wall, several times larger than any other city on the South Continent, appeared especially magnificent amidst the wilderness, with huge airships drifting among the clouds, and even from afar, the lively shouts from the city and the whistles of the air were audible.

The city had no chimneys, its outer walls were white as new, and the walls were patrolled by guards holding rifles.

Fisher opened his mouth in awe; if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a large city existed on the South Continent.

A few armies dressed in unified blue gathered in front of the city gate, then entered in a sequence.

The massive gate was lifted by steam winches, the sound of the iron gears clearly visible.

The gates usually stayed closed unless large numbers of people were moving in or out, with a side archway for individual access, similar to other cities.

“Chief Harry, who is this gentleman?”

“Ah, he’s a partner we met during the mission.

You take the report; we are taking the demi-humans to the City Lord Mansion.

We will inform the City Lord about this.”

“Remember to come over to sign the record later.”

“Definitely.”

The gate inspector glanced at Fisher’s carriage amidst the soldiers, marked a few things on the paper in his hand, then set down the document, looking towards the demi-humans entering the city with the soldiers, he couldn’t help but say,

“The City Lord has saved so many demi-humans again…

really, how much money this must cost.”

“Since those demi-humans all live in the City Lord Mansion, it’s none of the common people’s business; don’t worry about it for him.”

“That’s true…

go ahead in.”

After Harry finished coordinating with the inspector, he remounted his horse, gestured to the soldiers behind him, signaling them to enter the city.

Once inside, only a few officers and their soldiers escorting the demi-humans walked towards the city center, while the rest went to the military camp by the city walls for rest.

“Mr.

Fisher, that ahead is the City Lord Mansion.

If Philone City is your final destination, we can part ways here, but if you plan to leave the city heading north, you better meet with the City Lord.”

“Oh?

Why?”

“Northwards, a large gold mine has been discovered.

The Schwali City Lord Alliance has sent troops to blast the mountains and mine, and a war broke out with the goblins and other demi-human tribes that have lived there for generations.

The City Lord has signed a non-aggression pact with those lords from Schwali, and currently, the city prohibits leaving.

If you see the City Lord, he may allow you to leave.”

“I see, then please lead us to the City Lord.”

The distance from here to Krit Port farther north is significant, making the supplies in Philone City crucial; Fisher couldn’t possibly bypass this city and head directly to Krit Port.

Moreover, Fisher was curious about the lord of this place, the man named Philone.

“No trouble at all.

I will report truthfully to the City Lord about your help to the demi-humans.

He appreciates kind-hearted people and will definitely not make things difficult for you.”

The state officer led Fisher’s carriage through the city, and Fisher observed the city’s environment for the first time.

Unlike other South Continent cities which only have a few shops and key facilities, this city not only had paved tiles but even boasted parks and greenery.

Fisher even noticed a shop selling musical instruments, and in a coffee shop at a street corner, maids in black and white attire were serving customers.

The residential houses were neat and organized.

Fisher saw children in uniform carrying school bags walking on the street, apparently headed to school.

Nearby, a happy, bread-holding adult listened attentively as a child complained about something that happened at school.

Most residents spoke Nali Language, but you could also see Kado’s church.

The living environment here was beyond Fisher’s imagination; it was indeed a rare flower among the cities of the South Continent, and it certainly wouldn’t lose out even compared to some cities on the Western Continent.

No wonder when he was in Keken City, Keken even compared it to Saint Nali.

Although there was still a gap, Saint Nali was, after all, the pearl of Nali with a long history and national dignity, so comparing this city to it meant that Saint Nali had already lost.

Fisher retracted his gaze and looked towards the end of the road.

Ahead, in the center of the city, was another wall, segregating the inside from the outside.

“Mr.

Fisher, the City Lord Mansion is just ahead.”

“The mansion of the Lord Philone is really grand.”

Compared to a mansion, Fisher felt it resembled more of an “Inner City,” as the area was indeed quite large, approximately one sixth of the entire city, with four separate gates for entry and exit.

“It’s not that the City Lord is indulgent.

He mainly shelters many demi-humans who have suffered…

You know what humans think of demi-humans.

So the City Lord specifically developed a place for the displaced demi-humans to live.”

“I see.”

“Yes, I heard the facilities inside are basically the same as those outside, you’ll know once you enter.”

Fisher nodded and then entered the City Lord Mansion of Philone City with the soldiers.

The moment he entered, he didn’t feel anything special; it was as vibrant as the city outside, the only difference being that here, demi-humans rather than humans constituted the majority.

Along the street ran several school-dressed demi-humans of different races, and on the road, humans in work clothes were teaching new demi-humans how to fetch water.

Inside, there were many humans too, but the majority were demi-humans, some of whom seemed to be working, while others were selling goods.

The gate behind them opened, revealing Rafael’s green eyes, she too was quite surprised by the harmonious coexistence of humans and demi-humans inside the city, seemingly incredulous.

Even as Fisher found it hard to believe, frantically searching around for any flaw that might suggest they were coerced or restrained, the expressions on their faces made him abandon such thoughts.

If it was possible, it might require some enormous magic that manipulated minds collectively to fake such expressions on their faces, unfortunately, no such magic existed.

This also indicated that these demi-humans willingly lived here, unaffected by threats or discontent.

“Miss Nana, the demi-humans instructed by the city lord have all been brought here.”

“Ah, let them wait here for a bit, Mr.

Philone will arrive soon.”

Front soldiers had stopped, and a somewhat elevated female voice caught Fisher’s attention.

At the end of the road, in front of a tall house, a young girl in a standard Nali dress was smiling as she spoke to several soldiers.

The girl had a gentle face; if one were to ignore the small cow horns on her head, her appearance was almost indistinguishable from that of a human.

However, the right horn on her head was only half intact, seemingly chopped off, and the remaining part was replaced by a golden human-made prosthetic horn.

She was a young Bull-man.

“Ah, who is that gentleman over there?”

The Bull-man girl had also noticed Fisher sitting in the cart, and thus she spoke to Captain Harry.

“Ah, that’s Mr.

Fisher, and his Dragon-man friend, we met them during our rescue of the goblins…”

“Dragon-man?”

Facing the girl’s gaze, Fisher got off the cart, holding his handcane and hat, and walked forward.

“Hello, I am Fisher Benavides…”

Before he could finish, a deep, magnetic male voice came from the direction of the building,

“Nana, have the demi-humans been sent over?”

Fisher’s gaze moved forward, and he saw a group of people coming out from the large house ahead, the speaker being the man in a suit at the front.

The man was tall, but his entire face was covered by a mask resembling a gas mask, with one lidless eye visible through the mirror on the mask, and the inside of the mask seemed to be filled with some sort of liquid, making it completely sealed.

Not just his face, the man’s right hand was entirely replaced with some sort of steam-powered machinery.

Following his exposed arm, some steam occasionally emitted from beneath the mask.

Several young demi-human children of various races were following him, some curiously sucking their fingers as they looked at the distant soldiers.

“Oh, and who is this gentleman from Nali?”

The tall man saw Fisher through the single lens and then spoke in his magnetizing voice.