Asian Girl Completion Manual

After hearing the girl's determined answer, Fisher returned to the bed. He looked at the "girl" in front of him, from top to bottom, and stayed for several seconds on the soft bulge on her chest. Carlo's face turned slightly red and he shouted to Fisher,

"Look, my whole body has completely transformed into a woman! Do you want to taste the taste of an artificial witch? Or are you actually a Swali homosexual?"

Fisher didn't bother to pay attention to his harsh words. He sat on the chair next to the bed and said to Carlo,

"The transaction can continue, but I must confirm your sincerity. You first tell me the clues about the immortal witch, otherwise there will be no discussion on this matter."

Carlo pursed his lips, sighed and agreed, as if recalling something, he said,

"Our Witch Research Society has been chasing the Mother Goddess for a long time. Like those lunatics, I firmly believed that the huge magical power of the witches was the only way to get close to the Mother Goddess. So when they asked for human experiments, I acted impulsively. So I agreed.”

"Those mutilated artificial witches, like people like Bart, all became like that after my flesh and blood was implanted into their bodies."

Hearing this, Fisher frowned and said,

"You mean, you can create an artificial witch simply by removing your flesh and blood and implanting it?"

"No, it's not." Carlo shook his head and explained, "This is not a simple implant, but a very complex technology. I don't know how they did it. The parts grafted on those people's bodies can be Not only the body is as simple as that, but also that part of the magic circuit is grafted on, and it can also prevent them from being rejected and become a brand new part of your body."

"I'm not sure how the Witch Research Institute obtained this technology, but I can guarantee that this technology comes from outside the research institute." Carlo gritted his teeth, and the dislocated hand next to him slowly and automatically returned to its original position. , and at the same time, a severe pain also made her frown,

"After using that kind of technology to implant the witch's part, it will really create new witches. They will obtain their own [characteristics]. So they locked me up and took away from me all the time. Flesh and blood, cultivate one artificial witch after another."

When he mentioned this, Carlo's eyes flashed with deep hatred.

"I became a witch, the most perfect witch they said, but I didn't feel the call of the Mother Goddess at all, not at all! All I felt was the pain of having my flesh and blood taken away! So I escaped from there, Fleeed to Nali."

"I'm not here to hear your sad story. What I want is clues to the real immortal witch."

Fisher reminded the other party at an inappropriate time, causing Carlo to look at him hatefully, and then continued,

"I have said before that I am also an artificial witch created by that technology. But the reason why I am more successful and different from others is because the part I implanted comes from a real witch. That one Witches are scary, and unlike others who create new characteristics, I inherited part of that witch's characteristics, so I can be sure that the owner of the part I implanted is definitely the real immortal witch you are looking for."

"Where is your implant?"

Facing Fisher's probing gaze, Carlo gently reached out and lifted up the long brown hair on his head. On his forehead, among the sea of ​​brown hair, there was a slender black hair. The hair is implanted into the scalp. Strange to say, it was obviously just a hair, but in Fisher's eyes, he subconsciously felt that the hair did not belong to Carlo, as if it was out of place.

"Did you see, I just implanted that black hair, and that hair penetrated into my body like a monster, transforming everything about me. My gender, magic circuit, and even part of it My thoughts were all invaded by this simple hair. In the beginning, I could still feel the feeling of that hair all the time, which was really terrifying."

"Feeling? How can a piece of hair feel?"

"No! It's the feeling of the owner of this hair. I can feel that she has discovered me, and I can also feel her cold gaze! During that time, I couldn't sleep every night. I felt so cold every day. It’s like I’m the only one in the whole world. That’s why I’m sure that the owner of this hair is still alive, and she must be the immortal witch you are looking for.”

Fisher looked at the hair and was silent for a long time, and then continued,

"Do you still feel that way now?"

Fisher wanted to follow the connection between Carlo and the witch and catch the traces of the witch, because he felt that measuring the origin of the owner of the hair according to ordinary magic methods would definitely be the same as that of the previous mask-taker. The veil is a result.

Although I don’t know if it can be successful, I need to try it anyway.

Carlo nodded and then said,

"Sometimes it's okay, but it's getting blurry. I can't feel her coldness anymore. Maybe she's been in a good mood in the past few years so she doesn't bother to torture me, so I don't feel it so clearly. "

"This hair was found when we were searching for ancient ruins. I was at the scene at the time. If you are willing to help me get rid of the Pink Pavilion and the Witch Research Society, I will tell you where the ruins are. Or if you have other tracking I can also cooperate with you regarding methods, magic, etc., how about it?"

Carlo let his hair down and looked at Fisher who was meditating and said this.

Fisher nodded and said,

"Okay, I will help you get out. You continue to stay in the Pink Pavilion and pretend nothing happened. The transaction between us is secret. If the Pink Pavilion discovers it, you will be lucky. The specific plan will be waiting for you. I’ll tell you later.”

"Then how do I contact you?"

Fisher glanced at her, then picked up a piece of writing paper next to the bedside and wrote her an address.

"Tomorrow afternoon, go to this place. I will make a magic messenger to deliver the message. You go here tomorrow to get the item to summon it. The thing will light up when I give you the message. You can use that thing to summon the messenger if you want to tell me anything. .”

Carlo took the address-like thing in the letter, then nodded, but looked at Fisher in front of him suspiciously, because in his impression, this guy was too cunning, who knew whether he would What means will be used?

Fisher pondered the information he got today, and seemed to understand Carlo's considerations without even looking at him. He stood up slowly and gave him reassurance.

"Don't worry, that witch is much more important than you. There's no need for me to trick you with clues. Be careful when you go back. The Pink Pavilion is not easy. If you expose your flaws and get locked up, I won't be able to save you."

"Hmph, don't worry, I'm not a fool."

"hope so."

This time Fisher was really leaving. He put his gentleman's hat on his head and came out of the hotel room. After paying the room fee, he walked into the lively Rue Sainte-Naly.

Not far from here, he could already see the place lit up with pink light, as if the night sky was not clean, and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Fisher glanced in that direction and prepared to go a long way before taking a carriage or tram.

But at this moment, based on the little information he had obtained before, Fisher remembered that simple black hair, and a suspicion from long ago came to his mind again.

Is there a possibility that Renee is the immortal witch that Fisher has been looking for? Everything she said to herself was a lie, all to deceive herself?

In fact, the immortal witch that Fisher has always wanted to find is beside her. Her characteristics, her magic level and everything are fake. She just likes to watch her blindly searching the world for the so-called witch. What about the immortal witch, but he can't realize that she is beside him?

When he recalled Renee's very bad character, Fisher suddenly felt that it was very possible.

There is another question, that is, why did the Pink Pavilion ask Carlo to complete the seemingly impossible task of assassinating the Swali diplomatic mission?

Don't they know the intelligence of this artificial witch?

While Fisher was thinking, he suddenly reached out and took out a small photo from the wallet in his arms. The photo was all black and white, and the subject was very simple. It was a photo of a lark standing on the window sill of Fisher's rental house.

But this thing is actually a communication item that Renee left for herself. Renee can rely on this thing to contact her when she is not around.

I saw Fisher holding the photo with one hand, and reaching into the photo with the other hand. The photo instantly lit up with a deep purple brilliance, and Fisher suddenly also appeared in the illusory brilliance. After catching an entity, he took it out, and a purple lark appeared in his hand.

"Fisher! Fisher! Is there anything I need Hart to do?"

Hart's voice sounded, and Fisher touched Hart's head and said to it,

"Go and call Renee back. I have something to ask her."

"Okay! Okay!"

The lark tilted its head, its body lit up with circles of purple light, and its small figure slowly dissipated, heading straight into the clouds.

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