"Just find a place to sit and sit down. Today's research is just for some basic external data."
Rafael followed Fisher into the previous room, and while he was explaining, he took out a paper manuscript from the table that Rafael could not read.
External data?
Rafael hugged his hands uneasily, and the door behind him closed automatically, and the whole room became quiet in an instant.
This human will always say some words that are incomprehensible, such as research, data, and other words with unknown meanings in dragon language. Most of them are replaced by similar words by Fisher. If you can't find them, just use them directly.
Transliteration of Nali.
"Don't sit still, sit on the chair in the back."
"...."
Rafael sat on the wooden chair behind him without saying a word. Then, the man in front of him touched the long black objects erected around him, and a bright light emitted from the transparent cover.
It startled her.
It's not magic...are there some bugs or rocks that are glowing? Or are the demihuman souls he collected glowing?
She had heard her mother say before that the dragon people's souls were burning, so they would emit light and guide dragon people who were lost in the wild back to their hometown every year, but she had never seen it before, so she didn't know if it was true.
She didn't know that the light gathering on her body only allowed Fisher to better observe the research object.
He put on a monocle that gave off a little bit of light. This is a special magic item that can see the flow of magic in living creatures. The physical characteristics of some demi-humans will change with the flow of magic in the body. I don't know if Dragon
Are people like this too?
It is rare to directly study dragon races in the Western Continent, and he traveled all over the southern continent to find this red dragon race. According to other dragon races, dragon races of this color are very rare. If
If this was the so-called "Red Dragon Queen", he would have no choice but to admit defeat.
"From now on, don't move."
He pulled the small mobile table that stood next to the desk over, and placed some tools that Rafael didn't recognize on it. But seeing the iron objects shining brightly under the light, she suspected that they might be some kind of strange thing.
instrument of torture.
Is this research?
She gritted her teeth.
As soon as Fisher took out the tape measure, he saw her closing her eyes and looking generous and self-sacrificing. He was slightly startled, but the expression on his face did not change. He just started to do his own thing.
The first thing to do is to measure some of her basic data.
Such as height, weight, tail length and age, etc.
"You're afraid of guns."
Feeling something cold and cold suddenly covering her legs, her eyelids trembled slightly. But the man's calm statement, as if he had made a conclusion, made her open her eyes again.
"If you were hit by that thing through your body, you would look like a caterpillar..."
"Caterpillar?" The tape measure was slightly opened, reflecting Fisher's serious face, "It's easy to describe."
"..."
Rafael gritted her teeth and clenched the claws in her hands. She wanted to tear the annoying human in front of her into pieces.
The dragon's scales were not all over the body, but they covered a large part of it. For example, there seemed to be no scales from the knees up to the lower abdomen, but she was wearing linen clothes now, so Fisher was not sure.
When will you assassinate me?
If it fails, you can study further.
Fisher lowered his head and looked at the scales on her calves. There, a small portion of round scales that were slightly lighter in color than other parts caught his eye.
He gently stretched out his hand and pinched her calf. He could fully feel the warm scales and the shape of the calf muscles. The dragon scales were not irritating and felt very comfortable to the touch, except for a few who had a protective effect after adulthood.
Except for armor-like scales.
"Well..."
Rafael took an unnatural breath, and the pinched right paw curled up slightly.
"The scales are very beautiful...you were hit by a gun here, and the scales here are newly grown."
"Haha...if it weren't for those nasty guns, not only would those humans not be able to catch me, but they would all be dead..."
She licked her lips, her green eyes full of animality, as if she wanted to devour someone. In order to catch her, humans sent out a dozen slave catchers with firearms, but she killed three-quarters of them.
So she received "special care" after she was caught.
She still remembered how those humans beat her severely, how they pulled out her scales with pliers, and how they cut her skin with blades.
Rafael's eyes shrank into a vertical pupil again. As long as she kills the humans in front of her, she can go back. She wants to take revenge on humans and make them pay for everything they have done...
Her murderous intent was so obvious that the scales in Fisher's hands began to stand up. Every time Rafael became emotional, these scales stood up in response to express her feelings. I didn't know the steam.
What happened will be studied later.
He gently smoothed the standing scales with his hands, then turned sideways and took the silver knife on the table. When he saw him picking up the weapon, Rafael roared like a dragon again. Fisherton felt the temperature in his hands rise suddenly, and
Like grabbing a hot kettle, he let go of his hand.
"Roar!"
Faced with her terrifying threat, Fisher sat down facing her without changing his expression.
"This and other hit areas hurt at night, don't they?"
Rafael's pupils dilated slightly for a short distance.
"After you were hit, the shrapnel was simply removed. They didn't know how to treat wounds for demi-humans. I'm afraid the person who treated your wounds was not a serious doctor. This left hidden wounds on your right leg and left hand.
...Rain, movement, and movement of scales will all touch the damaged muscles below, so it will be very painful, right..."
"The reason you failed to attack me before was because your body was not coordinated. Your right leg couldn't keep up with your left leg, and your left hand couldn't keep up with your right hand. Your movements were too slow, and I caught the flaw... You were injured without me.
Without treatment, you can’t possibly assassinate him successfully.”
While Rafael was dazed, he gently used a silver knife to lift open the slightly lighter scales, and saw that the skin underneath was dark purple, completely different from the white and tender skin next to it.
"This is none of your business, I will kill you! Peel off your skin and smear your blood on this land. You will die in the most painful way. I will do what I say!"
Rafael's scales stood up again, but no more steam came out, so Fisher reached out and held her right leg again. With a mocking smile, he raised his silver knife,
"Can you do it, Xiaolong?"
The side of the silver knife cut into the rotten muscle. Except for her right leg, which was tightly pinched by Fisher, her whole body arched in pain, as if she had returned to the day when the bullet entered her body, but this time
The pain was even worse, as if it had penetrated into the bone marrow.
Who knows what those slave traders put on the bullets in order to make these demi-humans, who were physically stronger than humans, fall to the ground and lose the ability to fight. The muscles inside were almost rotten to the bone.
"Bang bang bang!"
The silver knife trembled slightly, and Rafael's tail slapped the ground crazily, but Fisher's left hand was like an iron pliers, preventing her right leg from moving at all.
"Kill you!"
"I am going to kill you!"
"Kill you..."
"Woo..."
From her right leg to her left hand, as the treatment progressed and as time went by, the murderous threat slowly brought out some cries. Drops of blood fell on the ground along her body, and then appeared.
The scorching steam came, causing Fisher to look away in pain.
His floor...
Fortunately, the treatment was finally completed. Fisher picked up the gauze and medicine and wrapped them around her calf layer by layer.
In fact, it didn't last long, and there wasn't even the sound of those demi-human girls coming back from outside. It's just that the pain is excruciating for another second, especially without anesthesia.
"...There will be a chance, if you can seize it."
This was in response to her statement that she wanted to kill herself.
Fisher looked at Rafael who was slumped in the chair, and then continued to measure the rest of the body data with a tape measure, ignoring the murderous look in her eyes at this moment.
"The demi-human's body recovers very quickly, and it will probably not take long for him to recover. I look forward to your assassination... This concludes tonight's research, you can go back."
He stood up, threw the bloody silver knife on the plate next to him, washed his hands with water, and turned off the light next to him.
Although the light disappeared, there were still colorful afterimages in Rafael's eyes, which, together with the figure of the man turning his back, were imprinted in her mind.