Chapter 112 – 48. Magic Supplement
Fisher has a research lab at Saint Nali, but strictly speaking, this lab does not belong to Fisher; it belongs to that guy Trandal.
Trandal has a rarely used stable on the outskirts of Saint Nali, which he invested in while studying. He used to keep many well-bred horses there.
After graduating and campaigning to be a member of the New Party, he needed a lot of funds for activities, so he sold all the horses there, and at that time, he even planned to sell the land. However, the geographical location of this land wasn’t great, and he didn’t have much investment insight when he bought it. No one would expect that the royal-approved Saint Nali University would be constructed here, so he couldn’t sell it for a good price.
Fisher pooled some money and rented this land from Trandal for 60 years, which is almost like buying it, alleviating some of Trandal’s financial pressure. Since then, he has used it as a research lab, although his research rarely requires a specific laboratory, so he seldom comes here.
Now, it’s just right to accommodate this demon.
Getting off the carriage, this demon did not continue her previous deep sleep; when the carriage stopped, she opened her eyes, yawned, and jumped down from the carriage holding a bottle of alcohol.
Following Fisher to the stable, she surveyed the surroundings. After confirming there were no other humans, she took off her cloak, revealing her four twisted black horns, took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, and said, “Hmm, the environment here is nice, quite suitable for sleeping.”
Ignoring her remarks about sleeping, Fisher took out the key and opened the door, revealing a room that had begun to gather dust. No one had cleaned it, so it was quite messy.
Fisher skillfully picked up a broom and swept away the dust on the floor, while Eil cautiously hugged her bottle and took down the dust cover from Fisher’s bed, then generously sat on it, starting to twist the bottle cap.
“I forgot to ask, human, what is your name?”
“Fisher, don’t drink yet; I still need to conduct research later.”
As soon as research was mentioned, her face soured, seemingly regretting agreeing to Fisher’s research.
This bed is so comfortable, the environment is very quiet, and since it’s the afternoon, it’s the perfect time for a nap. But since she had agreed, she silently placed the bottle beside the bed.
“Alright, my name is Eil, I am a demon. Please take care of me. By the way, is that research you mentioned tiring?”
“Not tiring; you can just lie still.”
As Fisher turned back and took out measuring tools from his drawer, along with data recording papers, he also checked if the lights here still worked. After finishing all this, he pointed to the recliner in front of him and said, “Alright, you come and lie down here.”
“Okay.”
She lazily moved her body, slowly lying down on the recliner in front of Fisher. When Fisher adjusted the light to shine on her, she was completely unbothered, much better than Raphael’s reaction the first time.
Fisher put on a pair of magical single-lens glasses, watching her take off her cloak, revealing a cool outfit underneath. His gaze swept over her wheat-colored skin, revealing a lava-like snake-shaped circuit in Fisher’s single-lens glasses.
“Can you take off your weapons?”
“Sure, it doesn’t matter.”
Her weapons were the two curved daggers, one long and one short, strapped to her back, and their design was quite special.
The longer one was shaped like a twisted poisonous snake, resembling both a blade and a spear, preserved in a wooden sheath, looking like it had been used many times.
The black short dagger, on the other hand, looks completely different, more like a crescent moon, with the entire wooden sheath carved with extremely complex patterns, far more advanced than the long dagger.
Fisher briefly examined the weapons before shifting his focus back to the obediently lying demon.
Eil was also observing the human in front of her. She glanced at the extremely focused expression in Fisher’s eyes, and her laziness was mixed with increasing interest.
“You mentioned you came to Saint Nali to track down a criminal? What kind of criminal?”
“Ah, it’s a human.”
“Human?”
Fisher paused slightly; he didn’t expect that most humans were unaware of the existence of demons, and the criminal they were hunting was actually a human. Who has such ability?
“He’s a human who committed serious crimes, and I’ve been ordered to hunt him down, but it seems that because I slept too long, I can’t find him now.”
So it was due to her laziness that the job wasn’t completed?
In just half a day of interaction, Fisher felt he had a certain understanding of this demon’s personality, which was extreme laziness. Even Fisher could see her character, and he really couldn’t understand how other demons dared to give her tasks.
“Well, but now since I have no money, I need to cooperate with your research, so it’s only logical that I can’t continue to look for that criminal, what a pity…”
As Eil lamented this, her mouth was grinning widely, looking quite proud of her “slacking off.”
Fisher measured her body inch by inch with a ruler. He found that a demon’s body, in terms of hardness and temperature, far exceeds that of humans, resembling the dragon race he encountered previously, except demons don’t have scales like dragon races.
Eil noticed Fisher’s gaze and smiled, explaining,
“We live deep underground. If our bodies aren’t strong enough, we will be cooked into ash by the lava. Ordinary weapons can’t harm us.”
“I see.”
Fisher quietly noted everything he observed in his mind. The more he understood, the warmer the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans felt in his chest, as if certain pages had begun to flicker with golden light, automatically recording the corresponding research content.
“Fisher, yes, that’s your name, right? Although I haven’t received your payment, I can start your instruction from now on. First, I remind you that you need to change those terrible human habits of yours.”
“Uh?”
Fisher’s motion to measure her tail paused slightly, and he turned to look at the demon who had not moved since sitting on the research chair, seemingly not understanding the meaning of her words.
“Hey, it’s obvious you’re clueless. Your body has a huge difference in quality compared to humans, yet you still treat it with human activity habits. It’s like a colossal Soul-Eating Volcano Monster with a gigantic body that you’ve never fed enough, and then it just keeps getting thinner and weaker. Even though it’s still a powerful Soul-Eating Volcano Monster, it can’t unleash its full potential.”
“You need to work out, exercise indiscriminately, and ah, occasionally vent your desires.”
As she said this, she became very interested, turning her body on the chair,
“At your age, you should be doing those kinds of things every day. Your energy is too abundant, but you have no outlet for release. If the fire can’t be released, it’ll consume the carrier cleanly; this principle is something you don’t understand.”
Fisher quickly realized what she was talking about. He thought about it and found that this demon seemed to have a point.
Firstly, his body had been enhanced by the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans, which made him much stronger than an average human. In the Southern Continent, it was fine because he had ample training due to combat. But after returning to the Western Continent, he hadn’t exercised much at all. Sometimes when he got up, he could feel that his muscles were not as strong as before.
As for the other thing, it also made sense.
During the time spent with Raphael, not only did her body become smooth and comfortable, but he couldn’t help but admit that those days felt very easy, without that constant burning sensation.
The dragon race has mechanisms to curb their desires, but what about humans? How does a creature that is always in a restless state limit itself? Fisher had long relied on rationality to suppress his feelings, and after Renee’s teasing a few days ago, he often felt irritated.
Fisher thought for a second, no longer dismissive of the “instruction” this demon mentioned, and he asked,
“So, I need certain intensity training to maintain my current physical condition?”
“Pretty much. This is just the basics; the key lies in how to use your body. Of course, if you just want to live a little longer, then just consider it as strengthening your body, and forget I said anything. However, if you want to learn combat techniques, I can teach you unreservedly.”
Her words were lazy but carried an undeniable confidence. Then she pointed at Fisher’s body, sketching out a specific blueprint.
“Firstly, you must have a certain amount of exercise every day, then clear out your reserves. After a while, you can decide whether to learn my combat techniques or not. But I remind you, I can’t stay here for long. If I drag on, I’ll be expelled from the dynasty.”
Fisher thought carefully for a second, then stopped hesitating. He nodded while looking at the demon in front of him and said,
“I understand. I want to learn both physical training and combat training.”
“Oh? You’re very quick to decide. I like this decisive personality; good.”
As she said she liked quick decisions, she couldn’t even be bothered to turn around and nod, just expressing her approval for Fisher with her eyes.
Fisher didn’t fully believe what the demon in front of him said; he continued his research on her silently, but agreeing now wouldn’t cost him anything.
Fisher recorded the demon’s external characteristics in detail; he didn’t have the chance to study the nature of her tail and horns yet. But it was almost dinner time now, and since he had rushed out, he hadn’t even had lunch and went to Snakehead Street to bring this demon out.
Once he filled several pages with observations in his notebook, Fisher was pulled back to reality by the hunger in his body.
He rubbed his eyes, took off the single-lens glasses, and found that the demon, who had been silent in front of him, had somehow fallen asleep again. No wonder she hadn’t made a sound during his research earlier.
“Did you finish?”
Before Fisher could call her, she opened her mouth wide and yawned awake; as she did, the air in front of her was heated up and swirling.
“Mm, that’s about it for today. I’ll get you something to eat tonight. What do you want to eat?”
Eil blinked and looked at Fisher beside her, “Meat, alcohol, those kinds of things. By the way, if you don’t want to spend money, there’s another way to get filled.”
“What way?”
Eil sat up, ambiguously pointing at the gentleman in front of her and smiled, “Hey, human, have you heard of the term ‘Magic Supplement’?”
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