Chapter 131 - 49. Fallen Self
"Magic Refilling?"
Fisher asked doubtfully, chewing over the unfamiliar term. Although he didn’t know the exact meaning, the very ambiguous smile on the other’s face gave him a bad premonition.
As expected, the demon in front of him sat up and made an "OK" gesture with his left hand, then slowly brought his left hand to his mouth as if he was preparing to consume something. Meanwhile, she also chuckled and said,
"The Demon Species always have a variety of food. Before we were driven underground, we were called ’Enchanting Demons’ because we loved to prey on the other races’ Fallen Selves. But actually, our relationships with most races were not bad, and those who were preyed upon were quite happy... probably."
"I’m different from the demons in my tribe who specialize in capturing Fallen Selves. I’m rather lazy and don’t love hunting. However, you, my dear, have triggered my desire for a taste. What do you say, consider it? It’s a win-win. You can unleash your surplus stock, and I can eat my fill without paying a dime, hehe, isn’t that wonderful?"
Fisher glanced at her wheat-colored skin. Only now, as she fully shed her cloak, did Fisher realize the Demon Species also had an incredibly attractive figure. Elliog’s body was robust but carried a feminine grace.
The balance of elements was just right around the golden ratio; her wheat-colored skin radiated a fiery wildness. Her arrow-shaped tail shook slightly before slowly curling into a heart shape, the flames growing more vibrant.
A sinister fire, unperceived at first, surged from his lower belly, tugging Fisher down into a depth of desire, compelling him to want to commit atrocious acts upon this demon.
"What did you do...?"
Elliog looked at the human whose complexion became increasingly wary, her smile growing ever more evident. Unbeknownst to him, her arrow-shaped tail had morphed into a heart shape but then gently lowered it,