Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 920 - 32: Wisdom Vortex

He held a book in his mouth and placed it on the ground, sighing as he opened it to read. Before he had read a few lines, he suddenly thought of something, turned back to look at Gabriel floating in mid-air behind him. Seeing her pitiable state, tormented by the loss of her child, he still spoke up,

"Thank you just now, Holy Descendant... Hey, I didn’t expect you to help me despite being so upset, thank you."

The Gabriel in the sky looked at him while holding the crystal in her arms, observing him quietly. Just when Emhardt thought she was going to say something, Gabriel suddenly turned her head away,

"Don’t be afraid... baby... we won’t look at ugly things... don’t be afraid..."

"Your mother!!"

Completely broken, Emhardt was hurt a second time, so angry that he leapt up, yelling.

He couldn’t stay here for another second. He thought Fisher must be just like him now, surely worried about him too, he had to hang in there!

...

...

"Does this look good?"

At this moment, Fisher, who Emhardt was longing for, was resting his chin in his hands, watching the smiling Helair put a set of clothes in front of him, gesturing as he asked.

"...Wasn’t I the one looking for clothes to wear, why are you asking me?"

"Isn’t it because you don’t wear our standard white robe? Otherwise, there are only clothes that vain angels like to wear here, which you probably wouldn’t like, right? The clothes you want, I’ll have to personally go to another sky to get them, but you know, there are very few angels in the Holy Land, they work very slowly, me included, especially when I see pretty clothes."

"..."

Fisher was at a loss for words. He glanced at the clothes beside him. The clothes for the Fifth Day came in two types: one was a more neutral, loose white robe, but without internal pockets, so Fisher had to change to other clothes. The other type was an elegant dress, more feminine and seamlessly pleated, very beautiful, but not quite suitable for him.

"Aren’t there only a few angels who have a confirmed gender? Are these clothes preferred by female angels?"

"That’s right... Lord Michael likes to wear them when he’s not forging too."

"Wait, is he inclined towards female angels?"

"He also likes to wear what you like, especially during wars. Most of the time, the impression Lord Michael gives me is of that type ’a fierce tiger at heart, sniffing roses delicately’... a supreme existence managing wars and forging yet likes to play with such toys. From your human perspective, it’s probably hard to understand, right?"

"...Indeed, a bit."

"Um... Mr. Fisher."

Just as Helair was putting down the clothes in her hands, Tangze Asuka charmingly walked out from another room in a new elegant white short robe. This seemed to be her first time wearing such clothes. Typically, she would wear a monk’s robe in the temple and a school uniform at school, rarely going out. So even now, wearing such clothes, she subconsciously felt awkward and embarrassed.

Always feeling... like the wind is seeping in everywhere... it’s terrifying...

Upon hearing this, Fisher looked up and saw Tangze’s little face blushing. Actually, the short robe covered most of her body, but the exposed lotus-like arms turned rosy due to her shyness, which was extremely cute.

For some reason, Fisher suddenly thought of Moli.

"This piece of clothing seems a bit... too loose, how about changing to another one?"

"Sure, cutie... you can change a few more, perhaps Fisher and I can enjoy the view~"

"Eh eh eh?!"

Fisher rested his chin in his hand, watching Tangze Asuka run off shyly, and Helair smirking while covering her mouth. He didn’t speak at that moment, not sure if Helair had hit the mark or if he was contemplating other matters.

But perhaps, he too missed the long-separated Emhardt... right?