The moonlight was like a natural bedding in Fisher's bedroom. He opened his eyes and stared straight at the moonlight outside. Under that huge full moon, there were many things hidden in the light.
The shadows surge, painting the colors of the night.
Beside him, long red rose hair spread freely. Rafael gently put a hand around his shoulder, and his beautiful face leaned on Fisher's neck, breathing in and out.
The room was filled with his breath, making her sleep comfortably.
She had fallen into a deep sleep, but her feet, hands and tail were all wrapped around Fisher's body, especially her own tail. At this moment, it even stretched out from the quilt and trembled from time to time.
For a moment, I didn’t know what I was dreaming about.
Her originally hard scales became soft and smooth in Fisher's arms, as if they were conveying a warm feeling like her skin. Especially that softness was heart-wrenching, making Fisher feel a little hot again now.
Come.
The reproductive bonus of the dragon race is too exaggerated. The original Fisher would never have such a strong desire, but the benefits are also extremely obvious. Even the dragon race Rafael can satisfy it. From a certain
To some extent, Fisher is now far beyond human beings.
Thinking of this, he covered his face with black lines on his face. Rafael also moved his body in a daze because of his movements, then stood up and rubbed his eyes.
Fisher turned to look at her, thinking she was awake, but found that her eyes had not been opened at all. She just adjusted her position, then put her arms around Fisher comfortably again and remained motionless.
"..."
There was complete silence, and Fisher's thoughts were turning surprisingly fast now. In his mind, he sorted out all the clues he had seen in the past few days.
First of all, Philon definitely has an abnormal purpose for his group.
His original target should have been dragonmen like Rafael, but he probably didn't expect to be intercepted halfway, so his appearance was something he didn't expect.
So what is his purpose in wanting these dragon people?
Fisher suddenly reflected on a simple question, which was why Philon was so rich.
The first possibility is that he has a steady stream of backers supporting him, so the other party must have a certain reason for supporting him, whether it is an economic purpose or a political purpose.
But under the constraints of the "Southern Continent Protection Act", the political purpose seems very embarrassing, and if it is a political purpose, he should expand the territory and occupy the territory as much as possible. There is no need to take in the demi-humans and still have to deal with Schwa
The Alliance of City Lords signed a treaty.
If it is for economic purposes, it doesn't matter whether he has a backer or not, because Philon will definitely have a product line with high economic benefits, and it is most likely related to demi-humans. Only in this way can he explain his
Having so many demi-humans trapped in the inner city explains that he needs a certain number of demi-humans.
Moreover, this product must not be a simple trading of demi-humans. This kind of simple human trading does not mean that it cannot make money, but it cannot bear the cost of a city as large as Philon, otherwise those slave merchants would have become rich enough to rival the country.
In other words, his product must be very unique, of great value, require a small number of demi-humans, and be a little-known product that must be deeply processed by him.
Fisher suddenly thought of the metal cylindrical jars that the soldiers were carrying that he and Rafael had seen before.
So, what exactly is that thing?
Fisher couldn't think of an answer to this question for the time being, because based on what he had seen so far, he really couldn't think of anything with such a high value that didn't require large-scale production costs.
But one thing is obvious, Philon has ill intentions towards himself, Rafael and the others.
Fisher had already noticed his little moves while watching the Choir, and was ready to fall out, but after he answered Philon's question, he suddenly gave up.
He saw something in himself that was as valuable as Rafael and the others, and he would not easily attack himself and Rafael before getting it.
During this period, Fisher must first go to the city to resupply, so that he can fall out with Philon at any time and then rush into the wilderness and go straight to the port of Crete.
Fisher let out a long breath, then stroked the red hair of the girl next to him from behind.
The red dragon queen?
In fact, in my own eyes, she still has many immature aspects. Because of her lack of understanding of human beings, and her hatred and anger, she often makes impulsive decisions without knowing it, leaving Fisher speechless.
But the longer they get along, the more he understands that the still childish girl in front of him is definitely the [Red Dragon Queen] in the language. One day, as time goes by, she will become stronger and smarter.
, unrivaled in the Southern Continent.
As a human being, no matter what, we should strangle her in the soil where she has not yet grown, and prevent her from shining like the sun.
Fisher stared at Rafael's sleeping face for a long time, but made no move.
But when the moonlight got darker, I didn't know who gently hugged the red dragon lady, and Fisher's somewhat vague murmur.
"You're so selfish, Fisher."
...
...
"ah..."
The early morning sunlight shone on Rafael's face with her eyes open. She stared blankly at the ceiling in the room, waiting for several seconds as if she realized what happened last night.
Flustered and shy, she turned her head to look at the bed beside her, only to find that there was no one there. Then, the shyness and panic disappeared without a trace, replaced by a profound emptiness and loss.
Maybe that human just regarded what happened last night as punishment, and he didn't understand the importance of a suitable mate to the dragon people. After all, humans are a species that is very casual about courting, and they are definitely not as good as the dragon people.
But the bed clearly still smells of him.
Rafael's tail flapped feebly on the bed, and he turned sideways to look at the place where Fisher slept last night, not knowing what to think about.
After waiting for a long time, she got up from the bed. As soon as she turned around, she saw Fisher next to her bed, wearing a new and neat Nellie suit, holding a book in his hand, with his legs crossed and his face expressionless.
Looking at Rafael on the bed with an expression.
Rafael's face turned rosy instantly, and he pulled up the quilt to cover the body that Fisher had seen.
"Fisher! You, you, you, why are you in the room?"
"Where am I when I'm not in the room?"
"I thought... it was wrong, then why didn't you make any sound?!"
Doesn't that mean that all his movements during the time he got up were seen by him? Even so, this guy actually didn't say a word, just teasing himself like this without saying a word?
What bad humans!
"I'm studying and improving your magic, I'm just focusing on it for the moment."
In fact, he was looking at Rafael, but Fisher refused to admit it, which made Rafael, who was pulling the quilt on the bed to cover his body, very angry.
"Now that you're awake, let's go wash up and go downstairs to have breakfast. In the afternoon, we'll take Lal and the others to the city to buy some supplies."
Seeing that she was awake, Fisher closed the book and stood up.
Rafael pouted and responded. Watching the tall Fisher put the books back next to his luggage, she suddenly had an unrealistic guess.
Wasn't Fisher just sitting here waiting for him to get up?
Or... just got up and happened to see myself awake?
This human being is as puzzling as ever.
Although it is still not pleasant, it feels like a strange hollow feeling has been filled and there is no longer any ventilation.