Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 900 - 27: The Sin of Reproduction

Hooked kiss understandingly glanced at Fisher, then turned to Helair and said,

"It’s okay, I’ve studied this for a long time before understanding the specifics. It’s not surprising you didn’t know, most of the Mythical Creatures are unaware of this matter until they fail in reproduction."

Helair nodded with a smile and spread his hands, responding,

"I only learned about this today. After all, Angels and Elves generally lack the urge to reproduce. But someone as smart as Lord Gabriel surely knows this, otherwise she wouldn’t have directly gone to Lord Sariel for a wish, but sought another Angel for reproduction... Yet it’s regrettable, even someone as wise as her overlooked a detail."

"Main God Ramasitia not only limited our reproductive ability but also, when granting part of the Power to create Life to Lord Heavenly Lock, World Tree, and Dragon God, restricted the total number of Mythical Species. There are currently 94 Angels and 106 Elves. I estimate the Main God originally intended for the three Lords to share these slots, but Fermat Baha Dragon God was too aloof and lazy to create Life, so Lord Heavenly Lock and World Tree took all those slots..."

"So, it’s not just that Dragon God lacks the drive to create Life, even if he has the most Life Authority among the three, however much effort he spends creating Life, a third Mythical Species would not emerge. Therefore, even though Lord Gabriel bypassed the initial barrier on our reproductive ability and used the Life Authority to create her child, she still couldn’t escape the rules set by Main God Ramasitia."

Helair sighed and said,

"Her child was indeed born with a healthy soul and body, as the only naturally born little Angel flowing with her bloodline, loved by all Angels in the Holy Land... Until her child passed away prematurely due to the rules a few months later, the grief sent her into despair. But strictly speaking, Lord Gabriel cannot be considered mad; she simply hasn’t moved past her child’s death, even though it’s been almost a hundred years."

"At the time on the high platform, the crystal she held in her arms was her deceased child’s remnant."

Hearing Helair’s words, Tangze Asuka, standing behind Fisher, bit her lip and clenched her fists tightly, stopping only when her fingertips grew pale.

"I see..."

Fisher also sighed, but being entirely unacquainted with Gabriel, he did not express much regret, merely gained initial knowledge about the Mythical Species’ reproduction.

"Wish to know other Angels’ little secrets? I know quite a few..."

Listening to this, Fisher unceremoniously leaned toward Pandora’s intelligence,

"Can you tell me more about Sariel Angel?"

Helair kept his smile and suddenly raised his index finger, playfully shook it at Fisher,

"Zero points, zero points..."

Fisher was not a slow man, especially after having somewhat grasped Helair’s temperament before,

"...you’re teasing me, wanting me to ask about your secrets, right?"

"Guess?"

"..."

Helair waved his hand, turned and jumped into the cylindrical passage ahead, quickly transforming into a stream of light, disappearing, leaving the three in the empty Seventh Heaven staring at each other.

...

...

Time slowly passed, shifting the view a bit lower from the Seventh Heaven to the notable Sixth Day in the cold universe.

The Sixth Day of the Holy Land lacks many beautiful and complex structures, unlike other heavens with various functions or forging grounds. Since Gabriel Angel Leader took over the Sixth Day, it has always served a singular purpose: storing wisdom.

As Gabriel’s domain, the Sixth Day has never had other Angels present. Previously, when Gabriel was clear-headed, many Angels or Angel Leaders would come to ask her questions; but since her child’s loss, the place has mirrored her heart, becoming empty and cold.

The so-called [Wisdom Vortex] is actually where Gabriel stored thoughts and wisdom in writing over the millennia. It’s somewhat akin to a library in a general sense, and it also facilitates observing the earth; otherwise, Gabriel wouldn’t have been able to know so many things happening on the ground while sitting in the Wisdom Vortex.

At the center of the Wisdom Vortex, piles of scattered books are stacked, countless thick square books sit on tall and wide stone bookshelves, and in the middle of layer upon layer of bookshelves floats an empty-eyed, frail yet still graceful Angel.

She has no wings, only illusory, trembling, crying eyes behind her. Her body curls weakly in mid-air, tightly cradling the oval crystal,

"Sleep... sleep... sweetie."

"..."

The ethereal lullaby continually echoes in the library, making the solitary square figure at the Wisdom Vortex’s window look desolate, trembling as they watch the scene outside below, muttering words in a raspy voice,

"Fisher, you better be okay... your mom, there’s a lunatic here, always singing without getting sleep, scaring the great Book Knight to death... come rescue me quickly."