Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 50 - 46

50: 46.

Prepare

50: 46.

Prepare

Beneath the ground of Philone City, in a room filled with darkness, only a transparent container filled with pale blue liquid emitted a faint glow, perfectly illuminating Philone, who sat in front of it without speaking, wearing a gas mask.

Inside the container, countless circuits connected to a human brain.

Philone’s fingers incessantly pressed on the adjacent instrument, and differing levels of electric shocks flowed along the circuits linked to the human brain.

As the lights inside flickered, the recording device next to it would tick away, producing curves.

“Perfect, this is the spot!”

Philone’s magnetic voice sounded as he lowered his head to note the area stimulated by the electric current at that moment.

He then attached another metal-shaped glove to his left hand and silently gazed at the brain in the container.

Suddenly, he plunged his hand through the glass container, seizing the fragile brain.

The next second, shockingly, the glove slightly vibrated emitting the same electric current that had been directed by the device.

The brain trembled, and when Philone withdrew his hand, it appeared as though he was holding an ethereal human figure.

Philone pulled it out from the small brain.

“The experiment is successful, Nana…”

Philone lowered his head and placed the ethereal soul into a small metal container.

As it closed, eerie screams soon echoed.

Philone had sliced the test subject down to just the brain, but it was still alive, aiding Philone in completing the hypothesis previously mentioned by Fisher.

By stimulating a certain part of the brain, it really produced the same effect, thereby facilitating soul extraction.

From behind, amidst the shadows, innumerable unconscious murmurs and roars faintly echoed, and then, a Bull-man girl in a dress appeared behind Philone.

“Is it successful, Sir Philone?”

“Yes, we can start preparing now.”

Philone placed the brain, now oozing blue blood, back into the container, casting his gaze toward a nameplate beneath the tank, “Harry.” After a few seconds of silence, he diverted his gaze, removed the metal glove from his left hand, and casually held the metal container at his feet.

“But, what about Fisher?

You brought back all the captains who had been in contact with him—are you trying to conceal his tracks?

But you must have seen his fight in the venue; the magic in his hands isn’t very advanced, and we could have searched for soldiers or even poisoned…”

Yet Philone raised his hand, cutting off Nana’s words,

“I saw more than a hundred Magic Emblems on Fisher’s Handcane.

He didn’t use much magic against that Dragon-man, which means he is already cautious of us.

Other methods won’t be effective against him.”

Philone’s gaze deepened, as if he was contemplating something,

“Moreover, Fisher is a rare talent of this era, with such a brilliant mind I won’t kill him until the last moment…

Let’s finish this task first.

Once I am fully prepared, I will have a discussion with him.”

Besides, he still hadn’t gotten the answer he wanted.

That day in the theater, Philone clearly saw the certainty in Fisher’s eyes regarding the answer.

Philone was eager to know.

“Yes, Sir Philone.”

“Thank you, Nana.

You’ll also need to ensure everything goes perfectly.”

“Yes…”

Without a word, Nana extended her hand and grasped Philone’s shoulder, gently working the muscles there.

In front of the container, blue blood dripped steadily down, disappearing into the deep blue floor.

…

…

“Miss Nana!

I’m back!”

Having just disembarked from Fisher’s carriage, Qi Qi saw the Bull-man girl standing by the mansion’s gate with her hands on her abdomen.

She ran over, smiling, and threw herself into her arms.

“Welcome back, Qi Qi.

How was your day?”

Nana’s smile was gentle as she stroked the long ears on top of Qi Qi’s head, allowing Qi Qi to comfortably lean into her embrace.

“It was great, I met Angela!

She’s a bit taller than me and even treated me to coffee.

Although her uncle was quite scary, luckily Mr.

Fisher helped me!”

“That’s wonderful,” Nana said, standing up and looking towards Fisher, “Mr.

Fisher, please come this way, we’ve prepared dinner.”

“Thank you.”

Fisher nodded and entered the room with Rafael and the others.

The Maid had already set the food in the dining room where Philone also sat.

This time, it was also filled with more than a dozen other children he had adopted.

“Mr.

Fisher, thank you for today.”

“You’re welcome, I didn’t do much, just took Qi Qi along the way.”

“Ha ha, Qi Qi, did you not thank Mr.

Fisher?”

“She definitely didn’t say thank you!

Qi Qi, you went out today without telling us, are we not friends anymore?”

“That’s right!”

Children, when too many, make the entire room seem extremely noisy, like countless amplified horns chirping non-stop.

But Philone seemed quite tolerant and didn’t reprimand them; instead, he guided them by saying,

“At the dinner table, you should always maintain propriety—it’s too much to keep disturbing Mr.

Fisher.

Bochi, stop fidgeting.”

The children pouted, made faces at each other, then obediently picked up their cutlery to eat dinner.

After a relatively quiet dinner time, Philone didn’t send the children back but allowed them to play in the living room to use up their energy, so they grabbed toys and started playfully fighting with each other.

Seeing Lar envying them, she looked at Fisher tentatively and waited for his nod before she joyfully ran over.

“Ah, the little dragon is coming over again!

Quick, hide the toys!”

“Bochi, lending her the toy to play for a while isn’t bad!”

“Qi Qi, you traitor!”

Noise came from their direction.

Philone sat next to Fisher, watching this peaceful scene.

After a long while, he reflected and said,

“Every time I see them, I feel like I’m seeing myself as a child, and my brothers.

They always liked to use apple tree branches as knights’ treasure swords, and they made the youngest me be the knight’s horse…

of course, it was by turns, so each one of me and my brothers has been a brave and selfless knight, hahaha.”

His magnetic and bland voice recounted the past, with a tone that fluctuated and rose, yet always revealing an untimely hollowness.

“Really…

I hardly remember things from my childhood, I just remember attending a Church School that taught the Creation Scripture…”

“Oh, but you’re not too fond of the Church, so why go there?”

“Because the nun teaching the Creation Scripture was a young blonde girl with big breasts who would teach us to write the Creation Scripture by hand.”

Watching Fisher speak such astonishing words with a deadpan face, Philone was momentarily stunned and then burst out laughing,

“It seems Mr.

Fisher was destined to be a man of Saint Nali, haha.”

In fact, it was because the Church School had a free library, free bread and jam, and dormitories with warm bedding.

“Dad, today I learned a new poem from Mr.

Fisher by Lady Lao Fang, about the love story of swallows and giant dragons!”

Qi Qi happily ran into Philone’s arms and told him about the day’s events, allowing Philone to touch her ear, then he said,

“Oh dear, such poetry is still too early for you…

However, the skill of writing is universal; as your emotions grow richer, your writing skills will also become more adept in your hands.”

“Alright, Qi Qi, it’s about time.” Philone’s hand on Qi Qi became gentler, comforting her as she squinted her eyes contentedly, “You should take your brothers and sisters back to sleep now, it’s been a tiring day, and you need a good rest.”

“Okay, Qi Qi is the best!”

Qi Qi climbed down from Philone’s arms, and Nana had already begun instructing the playing children to head back,

“Qi Qi, hurry up and go to sleep!”

In front of Nana, several children noticed Qi Qi was still around, so they began calling out to her.

“Ah, coming!” Qi Qi stuck out her tongue at them, then said goodnight to Philone before running off but then halfway seemed to remember something, turned her head, her cheeks somewhat flushed, and quietly said to Fisher,

“Mr.

Fisher, goodnight.”

“…Goodnight, Qi Qi.”

After Fisher finished speaking, she made her way, like the other children, noisy, following Nana who was leading them back to rest.

The door closed, shielding their figures, just leaving behind their fading conversation from the outer corridor.

Lar sat on the floor holding a toy, unhappy playing alone, so she went back over to Mier and the others.

In the room, only Fisher and Philone who had stood up remained.

He was also ready to rest.

As he picked up his coat, he suddenly turned to Fisher and said,

“Thank you for today, Mr.

Fisher…

by the way, do you like drinking alcohol?”

“I must admit, I am good at pouring drinks.”

Actually, Fisher could hold his liquor, but here, it was better not to drink.

“Haha no worries, trying it out occasionally is fine.

There will be a wine party here tomorrow afternoon in the courtyard outside.

I have prepared lots of good wine for it.

I heard that academic meetings at the Royal College always provide champagne for attending guests.

We can use the occasion to continue discussing some other academic topics.”

Fisher looked at Philone for a while, then smiling, replied,

“Thank you for your invitation.

Goodnight, Mr.

Philone.”