Fisher said doubtfully, chewing on this unfamiliar word. Although he didn't know the specific meaning, after seeing the ambiguous smile of the other party, he had a vague premonition.
Sure enough, the demon in front of her sat up, made an "OK" gesture with her left hand, and then slowly put her left hand in front of her mouth, as if she was preparing to eat something. At the same time, she said with a smile,
"The food of devil species is always diverse. Before we were driven underground, we were called 'bewitching devils' because of our love of preying on other species' [fallen nature]. But in fact, we are not the same as the devils."
Relations among most races are pretty good, and the preyed ones are quite happy...probably."
"I'm different from the demons in the tribe who specialize in catching [fallen nature]. I'm lazy and don't like hunting. But you, you do have the desire to taste it. What do you think? Do you want to consider it?
Look, this is a win-win situation. You can release your excess inventory, and I can also eat without spending money. Hehe, this is a beautiful thing, isn't it? "
Fisher glanced at her wheat-colored skin. At this moment, she completely took off her cloak. Only then did Fisher realize that the devil's body was also very beautiful. Eliog's body was very strong, but with a certain
This kind of feminine beauty lies in.
The proportion point of the two elements is just stuck around the golden ratio. The wheat-colored skin is full of fiery wildness. The arrow-shaped tail sways slightly and slowly twists into a heart shape, and the flame becomes more and more intense.
An evil fire began to surge from his lower abdomen unconsciously, pulling Fisher down like an abyss of desire, making him want to do some bad things to this demon.
"what have you done?"
Eliog looked at the humans who were slowly becoming wary, and her smile became more and more obvious. The arrow-shaped tail behind her turned into a heart shape at some point, but she slowly put it down.
,
"This is the [fallen nature], our food... You don't have much food on you, but you are very suitable to my taste, and you are very suitable to be a determined warrior."
"The process of extracting [fallen nature] is an endless cycle. The more you eat, the more of it will be in your body. So a long time ago you humans were afraid of us, afraid that we would lure you into an abyss from which you cannot extricate yourself.
..But now it seems that even without us demons, it is inevitable that you humans will slide into the abyss."
Eliog lazily exhaled a thick cloud of smoke from her mouth. The smoke contained a strong smell of aphrodisiac. It was obvious that she was mocking the drug addicts she saw on the streets of Snake Head.
A guy who is haunted by demons and has a particularly strong depraved nature.
As the shape of her tail changed, the evil fire on Fisher's body slowly faded away, as if she had never had that weird reaction at all.
Fisher's breathing quickened for a moment, and then he observed the changes in the opponent's tail. He already thought of something, and he said,
"I see, you demons have the ability to arouse the desires of living things, but just looking at the strength, you shouldn't be good at it."
"Yes, because I am an alien among demons."
Eliog yawned,
"What I'm good at is fighting, so I said it's more than enough to teach you, but to be honest, if you want to train, it is necessary to release your excess inventory of [Magic Replenishment]. You can find your own peers of the opposite sex...
.Or, I’d be happy to let me help.”
At the end of the sentence, she smiled and took off her hand, walked slowly to the bedside, and flicked the cap of the wine bottle away with a flick of her hand, causing the glass mouth to shatter. She held the wine bottle
He drank heavily on the bed, but his expression remained unchanged, and finally he burped again.
"Okay, if you don't want to replenish my demons, please find me some food quickly. I'm almost starving to death... I'm so hungry."
She turned into "lazy pig mode" again, her eyes blinked and looked like they were about to close soon, and she even forgot about the hunger mentioned earlier.
Fisher was speechless, so he had to clean up the experimental site first, and then went to the school cafeteria to get some food.
"You stay here and don't run around. I will bring the food later...I will lock the door outside to prevent other humans from coming and discovering you."
Looking back at the room, I found that the wheat-skinned demon was already holding the wine bottle with his mouth open and began to breathe in and out regularly, and had fallen into a deep sleep.
Fisher ignored her, just put the hat on his head, and ran towards the University of Saint-Germain in the distance.
Originally he wanted to walk over, but he suddenly thought of what Eliog said before that he was not exercising seriously enough now, so he thought of using this method to stimulate his body.
Even with Fisher's fast running, it takes almost half an hour to run from the laboratory to the University of Saint-Nali. The suburbs of Saint-Nali are very wide and have not been fully developed.
The company intended to build a huge resort center for wealthy businessmen here, but the council failed to vote.
The Griffin Party was opposed by all, because not far from here is the grave of King Gedelin I. It sounded disgusting to dance and play golf in front of the grave of the founder of the country, and then the plan to develop this area was shelved.
The stables in Trundle were bought from a private farmer. This land originally belonged to that family. I heard that he sold his ancestral land and went to the sea to do business; then another piece of land was actually allowed to be developed.
The only land that is owned by the University of St. Louis is that it was specially approved by the royal family, so it is quite special.
Fisher quickly ran back to the gate of his school without even breaking a sweat. Not only was he not tired, he could even feel as if his body had just recovered, and he felt a sense of excitement.
Did Eliog mean this before?
Fisher confirmed Eliog's statement, and then went to the restaurant to order several take-out meaty foods. Most of the food was not large, so Fisher had to order a whole portion of roast chicken and roast pig.
.
However, the person in charge of the restaurant said that it would take a while before it would be ready. Fisher could only enjoy his dinner by himself first and wait until the restaurant had prepared the food before he could take it away.
The time now was already much later than the normal meal time, and Fisher was a little apologetic about having to work overtime in the kitchen. While he was waiting, a paper airplane swayed over from outside.
, brought a letter.
It's a letter from the witch Carlo.
Fisher read the letter and said that he would come over tonight to discuss the specific plan with Fisher. In the last letter, Fisher left him an address in the woods near the University of Saint-Germain.
It seemed that Carlo couldn't wait any longer, and he was a little impatient. Fisher silently stuffed the paper into his arms, and then simply planned a strategy for when Schwali came to visit later.
It is definitely impossible for him to let Carlo assassinate Shivali's diplomatic team. This will bring immeasurable losses to both countries. The death of a normal scholar will destroy the trust that the two countries have finally rebuilt, let alone if it comes.
What will be the consequences if the prince dies?
But there is a high probability that the Pink Hall will not place their hopes on Carlo. They must have a backup plan, and they also need to get more information from Carlo.
After almost having a blueprint, Fisher stuffed all the food into his mouth.
After waiting for a while, the kitchen laboriously brought the roast chicken and pork. Fisher thanked them, then used the lid to hold the food on the plate and went to his office, where he called Martha on the phone.
I made a phone call and said that I would be living on campus for the time being.
After receiving her concerned instructions, Fisher hung up the phone, walked out of the school from his office, and ran towards his laboratory.
It took a little longer to arrive than when he went, because he still had two plates of food in his hands. After confirming that the door lock had not been tampered with, Fisher pushed the door in and found the demon holding the wine bottle motionless, and
There was no difference in his appearance when he went out just now.
But the moment Fisher entered the room, her nose twitched. While twitching her nose with her eyes closed, she unconsciously moved her head towards Fisher.
"Well, it's the smell of food..."
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Fisher who walked in from outside. She rubbed her eyes, threw aside the empty bottle of wine, and walked towards Fisher.
Seeing the food inside, she rubbed her hands excitedly, lifted the plate without ceremony and put the food on it into her mouth, just like coal was put into the engine of a steam engine. She didn't need to chew it at all to be overwhelmed by the high temperature in her body.
Burn it clean.
This made Fisher wonder why the devil species had teeth, or whether it was just that the devil in front of him had a different way of eating.
"Well, it tastes good... By the way, we can start training tonight. I will help you improve your weak physical condition. What does your current weak look look like?"
She squeezed Fisher's abdominal muscles domineeringly, and pointed at Fisher with a look like "You're not good at it."
"..." Fisher did not respond to her instructions. Instead, he glanced at the time, shook his head and said, "It's not possible tonight. I have other things to do tonight, but I will come here every day starting from tomorrow."
"It doesn't matter to me, but I can only guide you for a few weeks. If [Agares] finds out about my laziness, I will be finished. You can plan your own time."
She still looked extremely lazy. After she swallowed all the food on the plate, she happily patted her stomach, which had no change in the rise and fall, and lay back on the bed without moving.
serene.
For this demon, Fisher felt that his biggest feeling was that he was speechless.
Even humans who have just met each other would not be so casual, let alone a conversation between humans and demons.
But she seemed to not care about anything. Either the guy in front of her was too ambitious, or she had the strength to ignore details.
Fisher's eyes fell on the two scimitars she had taken off and placed on the table. The faint smell of saltpeter began to appear in the room again. It seemed that the smell did come from this demon.
Should she be allowed to take a bath?
Fisher thought so.
The sky outside was still completely dark, and Fisher gave her a few words of advice as before when he left. This time, before she fell asleep completely, she nodded in agreement.
Fisher, on the other hand, put on his gentleman's hat and cane and prepared to meet Carlo at the appointed place.
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