Chapter 43

The moonlight sprinkled in Fisher's bedroom like a natural bedding. He opened his eyes and stared straight at the moonlight outside. Under the huge full moon, there were many shadows hidden under the light Surging, painting the color of night.

Beside him, long red rose hair fluttered wantonly, Raphael put one hand lightly around his shoulder, and that beautiful face also leaned against Fisher's neck, breathing in and out. The room was full of 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 self-assessed tail, which was even jubilantly protruding from the quilt at this moment and trembling from time to time For a moment, I don't know what I dreamed of in my dream.

Her originally hard scales became silky and smooth in Fisher's arms, as if conveying a warm feeling like the skin, especially the softness made people feel refreshed, which made Fisher feel a little fiery 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. To some extent, the current Fisher is far beyond human.

Thinking of this, he covered his face with black lines all over his face, and Raphael also moved his body in a daze because of his movements, and then stood up and rubbed his eyes.

Fisher turned his head to look at her, thinking she was awake, but found that her eyes were not opened at all, she just adjusted her position, and stretched her arms around Fisher again comfortably, motionless.

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Everything was silent, Fisher's thoughts turned surprisingly fast at this moment, and he sorted out all the clues he had seen in the past few days in his mind.

First of all, Philoen definitely has an abnormal purpose for his group.

His original target should be the dragon people like Rafael, but he probably didn't expect to cut him halfway, so his appearance was unexpected.

So what is his purpose for wanting these dragonmen?

Fisher suddenly reflected on a simple question, which is why Filon is so rich.

The first possibility is that behind him there are backers who continue to support him, so the other party must have some reasons for supporting him, economic or political purposes.

However, under the constraints of the "Southern Continent Protection Law", the political purpose seems very embarrassing, and if it is a political purpose, he should expand the territory and occupy the land as much as possible. The Alliance of Lee City Masters signed a treaty.

If it is for economic purposes, it doesn't matter whether he has a backer behind him or not, because Philoen will definitely have a commodity line with high economic benefits, and there is a high probability that it is related to the sub-humans.Only in this way can he explain that he kept so many demihumans in the inner city, and he needs a certain number of demihumans.

Moreover, this product must not be purely buying and selling sub-human races. This kind of pure population trading does not mean that it cannot make money, but it is impossible to bear the cost of such a large city as Philon, otherwise those slave traders would have been rich as an enemy.

That is to say, his product must be very unique, of great value, and requires a small number of demihumans. It must be processed by him and is a little-known product.

Fisher suddenly thought of the metal cylindrical cans that the soldiers were carrying that he and Rafael had seen before.

So what exactly is that thing?

Fisher can't think of an answer to this question for the time being, because based on what he has seen so far, he really can't think of anything that has such a high value and does not require a large amount of production costs.

But one thing is obvious, Filonn has bad intentions towards herself and Raphael.

While watching the Saintess Choir, Fisher had already noticed that he was making small moves, and was ready to turn his back on him, but after he answered Philoen's question, he suddenly gave up.

He saw something in himself that was as valuable as Rafael and the others, and he shouldn't easily attack himself and Raphael before he got it.

During this period, Fisher had to go to the city to resupply first, so that he could turn against Philoen at any time and then rush into the wilderness, heading straight to the port of Crete.

Fisher let out a long breath, and then reached out to stroke the long red hair of the girl beside him.

The red dragon queen?
In fact, in my own eyes, she still has a lot of immaturity, because of her ignorance of human beings, because of hatred and anger, she often makes impulsive and unknowing decisions, leaving Fisher speechless.

But the longer he gets along with him, the more he understands that the naive girl in front of him is definitely the [Red Dragon Queen] in the prophecy. One day, with time, she will become stronger and wiser. , unrivaled in the Southern Continent.

As a human being, no matter what, she should be strangled in the soil that has not yet grown up, so as not to let her shine like the sun.

Fisher stared at Raphael's sleeping face for a long time, but did not make any movements.

It's just that when the moonlight was getting darker, I don't know who gently hugged the red dragon lady, and Fisher's murmur was vague.

"You're so selfish, Fisher."

"what"

The morning sun shone on Rafael's face with open eyes, and 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, but found that there was no one there, and then, the shyness and panic disappeared without a trace, replaced by a profound emptiness and loss.

Maybe the human just took what happened last night as a punishment, he didn't understand the importance of a suitable tail partner for the dragon people, ha, after all, humans are a species that is very casual about courtship, and they are definitely not as good as the dragon people.

But it was obvious that his smell was still on the bed.

Raphael's tail slapped weakly on the bed, and he turned sideways to look at the place where Fisher slept last night, not knowing what to think.

After waiting for a long, long time, she got up from the bed, but just turned her head, and saw Fisher, who was wearing a new neat Nelly suit, holding a book in her hand, her legs crossed, her face blank. He looked at Raphael on the bed with an expression.

Rafael's face turned red instantly, and he pulled up the quilt to cover the body Fisher had seen before,

"Fisher! You, you, you, why are you in the room?"

"I'm not in the room where am I?"

"I thought... no, why didn't you make any sound?!"

Couldn't it be that he saw all the movements during the time he got up?Even so, is this guy still teasing himself like this without saying a word?

What a wicked human being!
"I'm researching and improving your magic, just concentrating for a while."

In fact, he was looking at Raphael, but Fisher just refused to admit it, and Raphael, who pulled the quilt on the bed to cover his body, was very angry.

"Since you're awake, go wash up and go downstairs for breakfast. In the afternoon, take Lal and the others to the city to buy some supplies."

Seeing her awake, Fisher closed his book and stood up.

Rafael pouted and agreed, watching the tall Fisher put the books back beside the luggage, but she suddenly had an unrealistic guess.

Couldn't Fisher just sit here and wait for him to get up?

Or did you just wake up and saw yourself awake?

This human being is, as always, confusing.

It's still not very pleasant, but it's as sad as if some strange hollowness has been filled and it's no longer airy.

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