The Incubus System Chapter 811: My Permanent Hobby

Chapter 811: My Permanent Hobby

The Incubus System Chapter 802. My Permanent Hobby

I ignored her question and pressed on. "If your power mixes with a bloodline that doesn't match, what will happen?" I asked with a sense of urgency.

"It could burn the host's body from the inside," she began. "But as long as they take it a bit. That shouldn't be a problem. But if they take too much, it can lead to death," she explained.

"I see..." Due to the different effects, it was becoming increasingly apparent that the glowing liquid injected into Jill was not a re mixture of Puriel's angelic power and a human bloodline—it was a perilous concoction with potentially fatal consequences.

"Are there any other effects?" I inquired once more.

"I don't know about the others," she replied softly.

"Hmm…" I muttered, my thoughts racing to make sense of the fragnted information I had gathered thus far. While I had hoped for comprehensive answers, it appeared that the mysteries were far from being unraveled.

She noticed my worry. "What happened?" she asked .

My teasing side kicked in. I leaned in closer, my voice dripping with faux seriousness. "I'm thinking about drying out your blood if you refuse to do it with ," I declared, my tone impeccably solemn.

A gasp escaped her lips, and she clutched her own body instinctively, as though to protect herself. Her wide-eyed gaze was fixed upon , and in a flash, she began to crawl backward, a look of sheer terror etched across her face. "I know that you are down to the evil path!" she exclaid.

My laughter erupted as I watched her reaction unfold before . It was a hearty, genuine laugh that echoed through the dream realm. "I was just kidding," I assured her. "A kid. I found a kid who was injected with your power since she was a newborn," I explained, bringing the conversation back to the matter at hand.

She ca closer to again. "A newborn? Wait, is she or is he a human?" she asked, her tone a mix of incredulity and disbelief. It was clear that the idea of a newborn human being subjected to such a heinous experint was beyond her comprehension.

I nodded solemnly in response to her query. "She is a human," I confird.

Puriel gasped audibly. "For goddess's sake… That was awful…" she muttered under her breath.

I couldn't help but share in her exasperation. "Yeah," I agreed, my bitterness evident in my tone. "So humans are that disgusting…"

"So, what are you going to do with her, Ethan?" she asked, her tone laden with worry. It was a question that had been lingering in the back of my mind ever since we had stumbled upon Jill.

"I want to find adoptive parents for her," I began, my voice carrying a note of determination. "But I don't know if anyone is suitable." My concern was evident. "She has endurance and more strength than normal people. Society might find it difficult to accept her as part of them," I added, my words tinged with worry.

I was deep in thought and fell silent. My mind was consud by Jill's friends. I couldn't help but wonder about the lives they now led. Were they safe? Had their circumstances improved, or had they taken a darker turn?

But after a while, I noticed Puriel's gaze on . Her eyes bore into mine with a strange expression, and I couldn't help but raise one of my eyebrows. "What?" I asked.

She shook her head, her lips curling into a gentle smile. "I just found out that you have a soft spot for kids," she remarked.

A chuckle escaped my lips. "So?" I replied. It was an undeniable truth—I did harbor a deep affection for children.

Puriel's eyes sparkled with delight, and before I could react, she enveloped in an unexpected hug. "I'm so happy!" she exclaid.

My mischievous side couldn't resist a little tease. A sly grin appeared on my lips. My hands crawled to her waist as I hugged her back. "Since we both like children," I began, my voice laced with a hint of mischief, "why don't we make one?" I teased. Yet my voice sounded serious and full of seduction.

Her reaction was nothing short of priceless. In an instant, she withdrew in exaggerated retreat. "Get away from , you horny incubus!" she exclaid, her words a blend of mortification and exasperation.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her dramatic response and shook my head. A wry smile played on my lips. I had to confess that Puriel's angelic nature often clashed with my more devilish tendencies.

'I should make teasing her my permanent hobby,' I thought.

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