Asian Girl Completion Manual

At night, the research was completed, and Rafael limped back to the room with hatred. Her right leg and left hand were wrapped in bandages, and the wounds hurt so much that the pain seemed to penetrate into the bones every time she touched them.

Unable to move, she lay quietly on the bed for a while before her companions came back one after another.

They have been in the cage for too long and rarely have the opportunity to move outside, so when they come back, you can still see the expressions of reluctance on their faces. But soon, they were attracted by Rafael's miserable state on the bed, and Lal carefully knelt down beside her with his paws, quite worried.

"Lord Rafael, your wound"

They all knew that Rafael was shot before, and they also knew how those wounds tortured her at night.

"fine.."

Rafael opened his eyelids a little, but they were not opened, so his vision was still a little hazy.

Lal refused, he lowered his head and sniffed the area where the bandage was wrapped, then he covered his nose and wrinkled his face and shouted,

"It's so painful...that human must have poisoned Sir Rafael! I'm sure! My mother has used poison like this before, and I saw her pigs howling with my own eyes!"

But Hill slapped her hard on the head,

"Don't talk nonsense. Your mother raises Lulu pigs. How could she use poison to poison them? Get out of the way."

She lowered her head and sniffed at Rafael's wound, then raised her head and said to Fahir and Mir,

"It's bluegrass, a medicine for stopping bleeding and healing. Mr. Rafael, he helped you treat the wound. The fat man must not have treated it for you before, otherwise you wouldn't have been so painful at night."

"I didn't ask him to help me treat my wounds!"

Rafael was a little ignorant and suddenly opened his eyes to face Kehir and interrupted her. But seeing the worried look in her companion's eyes, she pursed her lips again and closed her eyes.

How could she not know that the human was helping her to deal with the wound? She just didn't want to admit it, or she wanted to treat the other person's help as a trick on her, so that she could better assassinate the other person.

"No matter what, the most important thing now is to let Rafael have a good rest. Lar, don't make any noise. If you sleep here, your tail will always move around. If you touch Rafael, The wound will not heal."

Mil smiled and dropped the topic. She looked at Lal and made arrangements for Rafael to sleep at night.

"No, no, why do you always say my tail is moving around? I obviously don't!"

"You're already asleep, how do you know?"

Fahir smiled evilly and touched her tail, then teased.

"Raphael likes to sleep with his tail in his arms. I just imitate her. I will hug him well and won't move around."

Lal hurriedly lay down next to Rafael and followed suit by hugging her blue tail. However, her tail was not as long as Rafael, so it was quite difficult to hold her up. It only took a moment. Feeling uncomfortable sleeping in this position, he looked at Rafael who was motionless next to him and pouted.

Rafael couldn't hold her tonight.

Behind him, Mil held her in his arms and pulled her to lie on the quilt.

"Okay, okay, we all know that it's just not very obedient. At least your intention to hold it is good..."

"Just pamper her, Sister Mil, her mother will think you spoiled her rotten."

"My mother wouldn't think so!"

But Hill also lay on the bed, muttering to herself that she and Fahir were on the same side, and they didn't have much patience for Lal, a naughty child.

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The room was still bright, and the top of the room was always lit with the same kind of shiny thing that Rafael had seen in Fisher's room. They didn't know how to turn it off, thinking that humans sleep against the light at night.

Rafael felt a little tired, so she closed her eyes. With each breath, the pain in the wound slowly subsided and turned into a feeling close to cold and heavy. She felt a little sleepy.

But before she fell asleep, she suddenly couldn't remember when her friends had talked like this.

When were they captured by humans?

How many months? Half a year, or longer?

She was thinking vaguely, and she suddenly felt like going home.

"It seems the wound no longer hurts."

Early the next morning, Fisher called Rafael to his room. When Rafael saw him, he was wearing a white shirt and standing behind the desk drinking cold coffee.

After Rafael came over, he clapped his hands and turned on the light next to him, and gently pinched her right leg as he did last night. This time, her scales did not stand up again, nor did she spray out that scary of steam.

That human seemed to be surprisingly serious whenever he was doing research. His eyes were all focused on his body, as if he was tangibly scanning every scale and every inch of his skin.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little unnatural, and moved her eyes away to other decorations in the room.

"Um"

Just as he asked her words, she waited for a long time before replying to Fisher.

Fisher didn't care. After making sure that the wound was no longer bleeding, he slowly stood up and said, "Dragon Man's recovery speed is beyond my imagination. I estimate that you will be able to run at full strength in just a day or two..."

"Dragon people are all born warriors. Our blood is burning with fire when we are born. This is a small injury."

Rafael retracted his right leg and stretched his paws on the ground. His words were colored with pride.

Fisher did not answer her words, returned to the desk, washed his hands with water, and said to her,

"There is no breakfast today. We will temporarily change our route and go to the nearest city of Kerken for supplies. We will stay there for a day and a night. This time when you are not on the carriage is a good opportunity for you."

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Rafael had no impression of the city in his words. It would be better to say that she didn't even know where they were now. The land of the Southern Continent is very vast. For the dragon race who live on the south coast of the continent all year round, they don't even know that they were taken across half of the continent by the circus to the north closest to the Western Continent.

Fisher adjusted his clothes, put on his vest, took his pocket watch, and became a decent gentleman again. His fingers moved slightly, and a map stretched out from the wall, revealing the patterns on it.

"here it is"

On the wall, a "world map" produced by the Royal Cartographic Commission of Saint-Nali appeared in Rafael's eyes. Even though she couldn't understand any of the words above, the huge layout still allowed her to make some simple guesses.

"This is the continent where you have lived for generations. As for your hometown, it is probably in this area, and it is not as far as the central part."

Fisher stretched out his hand and drew a small section of the southern section of the southern continent. In just one simple drawing, he framed the entire history of several generations of the Dragon Tribe.

Rafael once wanted to leave the tribe and see the outside world. She ran away from home many times and embarked on a journey alone. She thought she had gone far, far away, to the end of the world, but in fact it only included A small corner of this vast continent.

She looked at the top of the map. There was a more detailed continent with various dividing lines and many more marked continents. It was across from the Southern Continent across the river. It was about the same size and full of human beings. Text.

"You...you really came from the sea"

They came from the sea, brought carnage and fire to this continent, and occupied this originally quiet and peaceful land.

"Yes, to be precise, it came by steamer. If your assassination fails, I will show you what it is."

"I don't want to see it!"

"Yeah...go wake them up, we have to get going."

Fisher snapped his fingers, and the map that brought infinite impact to Rafael rolled up again. He put away his hat and cane, smoked a cigarette from his arms, and walked out of the carriage from the stairs.

Outside the carriage, the early morning wilderness brought a breeze full of water vapor. Fisher lit the tobacco, and with a little bit of smoke, he looked into the distance through the purple magic circle outside the carriage. A long gray smoke was glimpsed on the distant hilltop.

There are human settlements in the Western Continent there, and not surprisingly it is the city of Keken that we are going to now.

He whistled softly, and the purple magic slowly retracted from the surface of the carriage. The horse was awakened, wagging its tail and went to the river to drink water.

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