Chapter 113 49 Fallen Self

Chapter 113 49. Fallen Self

"[Magic Replenishment]?"

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 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." The relationship between most races is pretty good, and the people being preyed on are probably quite happy.”

"I'm different from the demons in the tribe who specialize in catching [fallen nature]. I'm lazy and don't like to hunt. But you guys do have the desire to taste the taste. How about it? 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. Hey, this is a beautiful thing, right?"

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 There is a kind of feminine softness.

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 did you do?"

Eliog looked at the humans who were slowly becoming wary in front of her eyes, 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 again. ,

"This is the [fallen nature], our food. You don't have much food on your body, 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 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 kind of opposite sex. Or , I’m also 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, shattering the glass along the way. She hugged the bottle and drank heavily on the bed, but her expression remained unchanged, and finally she belched blankly.

"Okay, if you don't want to replenish my demons, please find me some food quickly. I'm going to starve 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 and I will lock the outside door 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 no longer paid attention to 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 Fischer's fast running, it took almost half an hour to run from the laboratory to the University of Saint-Jacques. The suburbs of Saint-Nali are very wide and have not yet been fully developed. I heard that the Saint-Nali Development 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 sounds disgusting to dance and play golf in front of the grave of the founder of the country, and then the development plan here was shelved.

Trundle's stable was bought from a private farmer. The land originally belonged to him. It was said that he sold his ancestral land and went into business. The only other land that was actually allowed to be developed was the one at St. Nari University. This was a special royal approval, so it was quite special.

Fisher quickly ran back to the gate of his school without even sweating. Not only was he not tired, he could even feel that his body had just revived and was filled with a very excited feeling.

Was this what Eliog meant before?

Fisher confirmed Eliog's statement, and then prepared to go to the restaurant to order several take-out meat dishes. Most of the food was not too much, so Fisher had to order a whole roast chicken and roast pig.

However, the person in charge of the restaurant said that it would take some time to prepare. Fisher could only enjoy his dinner by himself first, and wait until the restaurant prepared the food before taking it away.

Compared with the normal meal time, it was already very late, and Fisher felt a little sorry for asking the kitchen to work overtime. While he was waiting, a paper plane came wobbling outside and brought a letter.

It was a letter from the witch Carlo.

Fisher read it and the letter said that he would come to discuss the specific plan with Fisher tonight. In the last letter, Fisher left him an address in the woods near St. Nari University.

It seems that Carlo can't stay any longer, and there is some impatient meaning in it. Fisher silently put the paper into his arms, and then simply planned the countermeasures when Schwalie came to visit.

He certainly couldn't let Carlo assassinate Schwalie's diplomatic corps, which would bring immeasurable losses to the two countries. The death of a normal scholar would destroy the trust that the two countries had rebuilt with great difficulty, not to mention what consequences would be caused if the prince who came died.

But the Pink House would not pin its hopes on Carlo. They must have a backup plan, and he also needed to get more information from Carlo.

After almost having a blueprint, Fisher stuffed all the food into his mouth.

After waiting for a long time, the kitchen brought roast chicken and pork with great effort. Fisher thanked them, then covered the food on the plate with a lid and went to his office. He called Martha on the phone there and said that he would live in the school recently.

After receiving her caring instructions, Fisher hung up the phone, went out of the school from his office, and ran to his laboratory.

It took him a little longer to come than to go, because he was holding two plates of food in his hands. After confirming that the door lock had not been touched, Fisher pushed the door open and found that the demon was holding the bottle of wine and was motionless, which was no different from the way he had just left.

But the moment Fisher entered the room, her nose began to move. While closing her eyes and moving her nose, her head unconsciously moved towards Fisher.

"Well, it's the smell of food."

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Fisher who came in from outside. She rubbed her eyes, threw the bottle of wine that she had drunk aside, and walked towards Fisher.

Seeing the food inside, she rubbed her hands excitedly, and unceremoniously lifted the plate and put the food on it into her mouth, just like putting coal into the engine of a steam engine, it was burned clean by the high temperature in her body without chewing.

This made Fisher wonder why demons had to grow teeth, or whether the demon in front of him just ate in a different way.

"Well, it tastes good. By the way, we can start training tonight. I will help you improve your weak physical condition. What does this weak look like now?"

She pinched Fisher's abdominal muscles domineeringly, with a look of "you are not good enough", and pointed at Fisher.

"." Fisher did not respond to her advice. Instead, he looked at the time and shook his head, saying, "Tonight is not a good time. I have other things to do tonight, but I will come every day starting from tomorrow."

"I don't care, but I can only guide you for a few weeks. If [Agares] knows that I'm lazy, I'll be finished. You should plan your time yourself."

She was still extremely lazy. After swallowing all the food on the plate, she patted her belly that was not moving at all, and lay back on the bed without moving.

Peaceful.

For this demon, Fisher felt that his biggest feeling was speechless.

Even humans who just met each other would not be so casual, not to mention that this was a conversation between humans and demons.

But she seemed to care nothing. Either the guy in front of her was too cunning, or she had the ability to ignore details.

Fisher's eyes fell on the two scimitars she had taken off and placed on the table. The room began to smell the faint smell of saltpeter again. It seemed that the smell was indeed from this demon.

Should she take a bath?

Fisher thought so.

The sky outside was still completely dark. Fisher gave her a few more instructions as he had done before. This time, she was not completely asleep yet, so she nodded to indicate her agreement.

Fisher put on a gentleman's hat and cane, and prepared to go to the agreed place to meet Carlo.

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