Chapter 43 42 Morning Events

Chapter 43 42. Morning Events

The moonlight sprinkled in Fisher's bedroom like a natural blanket. He opened his eyes and stared at the moonlight outside. Under the huge full moon, many shadows hidden under the light surged, drawing the color of the night.

Beside him, the long red rose hair spread out wantonly. Rafael gently wrapped one hand around his shoulder, and the beautiful face also leaned on Fisher's neck. His breath was full of her breath, making her sleep comfortably.

She was already sleeping deeply, but her feet, hands and tail were all wrapped around Fisher's body, especially her self-willed tail, which even stretched out from the blanket and trembled from time to time at this moment. I don't know what she dreamed about in her dream.

Her hard scales became smooth in Fisher's arms, as if conveying a warm feeling like skin, especially the softness that made people feel excited, and Fisher was now a little excited.

The reproduction bonus of the dragon race was too exaggerated. The original Fisher would never have such a strong desire, but the benefits were also extremely obvious. Even the dragon race Rafael could satisfy it. To some extent, the current Fisher was far superior to humans.

Thinking of this, he covered his face with a black face, and Rafael also moved his body in a daze because of his movements, and then propped himself up and rubbed his eyes.

Fisher turned his head to look at her, thinking that she was awake, but found that her eyes were not open at all, just adjusted her position, and then comfortably stretched out her arms to hug Fisher again without moving.

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All was quiet, and Fisher's thoughts turned surprisingly fast. He sorted out all the clues he had seen in the past few days in his mind.

First of all, Filorn definitely had an abnormal purpose for his group.

His original target should have been Rafael and other dragon people, but he probably didn't expect that I would intercept them halfway, so my appearance was unexpected by him.

So what was his purpose in wanting these dragon people?

Fisher suddenly reflected on a simple question, that is, why Filorn was so rich.

The first possibility is that he has a backer who constantly supports him, so the other party must have a certain reason to support him, economic or political.

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 sub-people and sign a treaty with the Shivali City Lord Alliance.

If it is for economic purposes, it doesn't matter whether he has a backer or not, because Philon must have a product line with high economic benefits, and it is likely to be related to sub-humans. Only in this way can we explain that he keeps so many sub-humans in the inner city, and that he needs a certain number of sub-humans.

And this product must not be a simple sale of sub-humans. This simple population sale is not to say that it cannot make money, but it is impossible to bear the cost of a city as large as Philon, otherwise those slave traders would have been rich enough to rival a country.

In other words, his products must be very unique and valuable, and the number of sub-humans required is not large. It is a product that must be deeply processed by him and is little known.

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 the 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 is so valuable and does not require a large amount of production costs.

But one thing is obvious, Philon has no good intentions towards himself and Rafael.

When watching the Saint's Choir, Fisher had already noticed that he was making some small moves, and was ready to turn against him, but after answering Filorn's question, he suddenly gave up.

He saw something in himself that was as valuable as Raphael and the other dragons, and he would not easily attack himself and Raphael before obtaining it.

During this period, Fisher had to go to the city to replenish supplies so that he could turn against Filorn at any time and then rush into the wilderness and head straight to the port of Crete.

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

The red dragon queen?

In fact, in his eyes, she still had many immature aspects, because she didn't understand humans, because of hatred and anger, she often made impulsive and unconscious decisions, which made Fisher speechless.

But the longer they spent together, the more he understood that the still naive girl in front of him was definitely the prophesied [Red Dragon Queen]. One day, as time passed, she would become powerful and intelligent, unrivaled in the southern continent.

As a human being, she should be strangled in the soil before she grows up, and not let her burst out like the sun.

Fisher stared at Rafael's sleeping face for a long time, but did not move.

But when the moonlight became darker, someone gently embraced the red dragon girl, and Fisher's somewhat unclear whisper.

"You are so selfish, Fisher."

"Ah"

The morning sun 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.

She turned her head in panic and shyness to look at the bed beside her, but found that there was no one there. Then, the shyness and panic disappeared without a trace, replaced by a deep emptiness and loss.

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

But there is still his smell on the bed.

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

After waiting for a long time, she got up from the bed. As a result, just when she turned her head, she saw Fisher, who was wearing a new and neat Nari suit, holding a book in his hand, with his legs crossed and looking at Rafael on the bed expressionlessly.

Raphael's face instantly turned red, and he pulled up the quilt to cover the body that Fisher had seen.

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

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

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

Doesn't that mean that all my actions during this time have been seen by him? Even so, this guy still didn't say a word, just teasing me like this without saying a word?

What a bad human!

"I'm studying and improving your magic, and I'm just focusing on it for a while."

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

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

Seeing that she woke up, Fisher closed the book and stood up.

Rafael pursed her lips and agreed. As she watched the tall Fisher put the books back next to the luggage, she suddenly had an unrealistic guess.

Was Fisher just sitting here waiting for her to wake up?

Or did he just wake up and happened to see her wake up?

This human, as always, is confusing.

Although it is still not pleasant, it seems that some strange sense of emptiness has been filled, and it is sad as if there is no more wind.

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