novelraw Chapter 119: Eliog
Chapter 119: Eliog
The moon of the night had already risen to midair, icily gazing at everything beneath the moonlit night.
The wilderness outside the stable transmitted the chirping of unknown insects. Fisher's room was full of the faint smell of saltpeter. But concurrently, intermixed here was some somewhat seemingly viscous atmosphere, exactly like being devoid of daylight, with only simple and pure sensations remaining.
Time seemed as if having lost its normal flow speed here; otherwise how could it have just been afternoon and now in the blink of an eye arrived at deep night?
Eliog was currently gazing at the ceiling of the research laboratory. Those eyes as if wrapped by fiery snakes blinked a bit, waiting for a good while before finally easing over, subsequently turning sluggishly to look at that male sitting by the bedside.
Fisher's body which obviously had just exercised seemed as if tireless, turning into the human world's most heavy steam machine, pitilessly crushing his prey. Regarding this, Eliog possessed deep experience.
Eliog's face which still carried flushes of red leaned back against the bed sheets again. That arrowhead-shaped tail nonetheless still remained in his hands for him to play with.
"Wu, not a single bit of [Fallen Self-Nature] can be collected from you this fellow's body... Furthermore, you working this hard, do you truly want me to have Little Demons?"
Fisher turned his head to look at her behind him. The current him felt a carefree sensation from top to bottom throughout his entire body, as if those pent-up contents had been released out.
What Eliog said was indeed correct. When he finished training in the afternoon he still felt extremely hot-tempered and unbearably dry; now arriving at deep night he conversely felt full of vitality, no different from when he was by Raphaela's side in the Southern Continent.
Whether physical body or psychology, he was at his peak flourishing period.He lowered his head and cast a glance at that demon tail still gripped within his palm, and again wiped that heavy saltpeter smell at the corners of his mouth, unable to help but sigh with emotion in his heart,
So it turns out this is the flavor of a demon?
"You didn't absorb your food from me just now?"
Eliog lazily nodded. The flames on the tail also burned even more exuberantly. Fisher previously always hadn't dared to touch her tip position. Only during just now did he discover that touching that tiny spark of flame, she could feel it, and moreover he himself would also concurrently feel that warm sensation.
The tail of a demon truly was extremely bizarre.
"Ah, there was a tiny bit, but basically negligible... this isn't bad either; at least it explains you won't sink into it, that's all."
It was unknown what Eliog thought of, but she suddenly sat up, that long red hair draping before her body. After she distressedly rubbed her own stomach she said,
"But because I didn't receive food and only received a huge pile of other things, I am currently exceedingly hungry... Fisher, get me something to eat."
"..."
Looking at the yearning gaze of that red-haired demon, Fisher silently looked at the sky outside. A full moon had already ascended to the apex of the heavenly canopy.
At this hour, one basically didn't even need to think about the food from the university side; over there they probably had already turned off the lights and ceased business.
His own laboratory also had completely nothing that could be eaten.
But he still gently put down Eliog's tail, preparing to stand up,
"I'll go out and look for a bit for you..."
Who'd have known before he even got up, that arrowhead-shaped tail behind him again began violently poking his back left and right. This time without the cover of clothing, a sensation exactly like needle pricks transmitted over.
Fisher wasn't angered, merely turning his head to look at her perplexedly. Who'd have known he'd exactly be kissed by the Eliog leaning close again.
The scalding hot tactile sensation made him feel exactly like kissing jelly within magma. Having smelled that saltpeter smell for long, it again faintly exuded a burst of thick fragrance, making Fisher proactively turn around and wrap around her.
After a good while, they again slightly separated.
Actually, calculating it, they had also merely known each other for less than two days. This kind of casual relationship guided solely by desire could always bring up a strange sense of stimulation. But this kiss seemed as if deepening the connection between them, making it become not that pure.
"Forget it. Enduring it a bit is also fine, you still stay here temporarily."
She bit the corner of Fisher's mouth, and then retreated back a bit. Even at this very moment in this place, within that kind of bizarre atmosphere, she yet still remained that lazy appearance; it was exactly the same during just now, not really loving to move.
"Heh, you human truly are interesting. Clearly you haven't had your Fallen Self-Nature drawn out by me, yet you make a move on me without the slightest bit of dawdling. Aren't you afraid of me eating you clean and wiping away all traces? Or rather, is this also a result traversing through your rational thinking?"
"Exactly as you said previously, I have endured for too long, there are too many things to release... Moreover, you are indeed also very beautiful."
Eliog let out a maternal aunt smile. Pinching Fisher's shoulder she said,
"Yi, you this human's aesthetic sense truly is strange ao. Even demons you like... Then what about Dragon-kins? Angels? You like them all, can accept them all?"
Fisher thought for a bit. He merely felt his body scorching hot, unable to come up with even a tiny bit of aversion. Could this also be because of the Demi-Human Completion Handbook?
When could he himself also be classified into this "eccentric" rank scheme, turning into a freak having the strange hobby of only liking demi-human races?
Fisher carefully thought back a bit on human-looking ladies, such as those like Elizabeth, yet also felt he liked them very much.
The Fisher adept at summarizing very quickly became aware: perhaps he merely preferred beautiful things right, merely that his scope of liking was a bit broader compared to other normal gentlemen, that's all.
However, regarding these matters Fisher didn't actually care.
Right while he was pondering, Eliog unexpectedly suddenly reached out and pinched his cheeks, straightening back his pondering face to look straight at her.
"You human. I don't know why, but feeling that you are currently thinking of other females makes me feel extremely infuriated. Not allowed to think anymore ao, look at me first."
Thus, Fisher temporarily cut off his thoughts, looking at the demon before his eyes.
Her body was robust and beautiful, lacking the soft bodily touch of ordinary ladies. But it was exactly also because of this that the degree between them was terrifyingly fierce. However both of them didn't have any objections. The only bedboard bearing objections couldn't speak.
Another period of intoxication. Waiting until another large chunk of time faded away, only then did conversational sounds with discernible meaning transmit from within the room.
"There are many scars behind your back; who were they left behind from battling?"
Fisher noticed there were many scars left behind on her body, but right now the vast majority had already completely healed, only leaving traces different from other skin colors. Fisher was somewhat curious, with a demon's tyrannical body like this, who could injure her. The Angel-kin she spoke of previously?
"Fighting in wars right, [Dragon-kin], [Angel-kin], [Giant Troll-kin], [Chaos-kin], these all existed. But the vast majority of those who left wounds on me passed away on the spot. But me, I'm still living perfectly fine, can still sleep every day, and can still encounter a fellow like you who very much suits my tastes. Having eaten full one must be content; not bad, not bad."
Fisher gently wrapped around her back, patting it from time to time. She seemed to like this extremely much. Not long passing, from her stomach began bubbling out the "gulu gulu" sounds of magma bubbling. The flame on her tail also swayed unsteadily following it.
The physical structure of Demon-kin truly was extremely miraculous. Even Fisher felt he completely couldn't see through her situation. As a result, right under this kind of prerequisite, they crossed that taboo boundary.
Should he blame the demon before his eyes for being too overly alluring, or blame himself for not having released desires in too long?
"Do you want to learn my combat skills later?"
Eliog let out a wicked smile, seemingly unable to wait in wanting to impart her own exclusive secret manual. "I am the one most adept at combat within the race. Learning my skills you won't suffer a loss; others wanting to learn don't even have this opportunity. You merely used thirty-thousand to swindle my skills... ao, and also me, into your hands. You just count your blessings secretly."
Although speaking of it as "swindling", the latter was obviously her taking the initiative.
Fisher pondered for a bit, nodding his head and saying,
"I'll learn... However I don't know if you demons' combat methods are applicable to me; previously your training volume still had an extremely huge loading volume for me."
"True or fake, I feel you're not tired the slightest bit, otherwise how could you..."
Fisher covered her mouth, not letting the subsequent dangerous vocabulary jump out.
She muffledly protested a bit. Only then did Fisher put down that misbehaving hand, letting her continue to open her mouth,
"You this fellow truly is... However since you wanna learn you gotta come over these few days. I'll guide you to enter the door first; the remainder wait until I leave and you slowly see for yourself."
Hearing this Fisher also didn't feel surprised. After all the time they spent together was limited. Taking complete grasp of it within this short amount of time was impossible. He could only have her simply introduce it a bit, and then subsequently rely on Fisher himself to train.
He was nevertheless still extremely curious; what kind of existence exactly did that human she was looking for, a fellow even demons called a "sinner", possess.
"I know... However, who exactly are you looking for?"
"I'll just not speak of this with you. However you can set your heart completely at ease. That fellow committed monstrous crimes, the kind where dying ten thousand times would not be excessive. You just don't worry about me indiscriminately killing your companions; after all, it's not the era of fighting wars right now... Yi, how come I suddenly care about your feelings; it seems our compatibility might perhaps truly mesh well oh."
It was unknown if this was a method to tease Fisher or a true outpouring of feelings. Anyway right now the room was pitch-black; Fisher couldn't discern her specific expression. Anyway very quickly she continued to open her mouth,
"Just joking. However you indeed very much suit my appetite. When my matters are finished, returning to find you to play for another period of time is also a not-bad choice..."
According to her notions, after finishing matters she ought to return to the place she came from to sleep. Right now she was unexpectedly able to rank Fisher this human prior to sleeping! Although he knew this was an extremely good commendation coming from her, he just couldn't drum up happiness.
But he also didn't retort, merely smiling silently and saying,
"Continue?"
"Hey, you this fellow have gone a bit overboard ao... I had you release inventory, not had you wallow sinking into this. Clearly having not the slightest bit of [Fallen Self-Nature], how can you still utter these kinds of words out ah... wu, wait..."
The moonlit night was right at its brightest. For a period of time there were no longer conversational sounds within the room again.