What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

Shaking his head, Eros couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing the sigh on Eros's face, Daisy asked curiously:

"Could it be that Conan knows that Mrs. Jennifer?"

Eros shook his head and said with some emotion: "I don't know that lady, I just heard of her."

"Oh?"

Daisy became even more curious that a nobleman from Intiles had actually heard of the name of a flower shop owner in Haidaram.

Seeing Daisy so curious, Eros smiled and recounted in detail how he first met Jessica.

The emphasis was on those fresh roses that were deliberately discarded.

After listening to this, Daisy sighed and said, "Mrs. Jennifer is such a gentle person!"

Eros nodded in agreement.

Seeing Eros nod, Daisy's beautiful eyes moved, she glanced at Eros, smiled and said:

"Mr. Conan is also a gentle person!"

Eros smiled and said, "I think if it was Ms. Daisy, she would have done the same thing, right?"

Daisy's beautiful eyes curved into a crescent and she smiled brilliantly.

Then Eros chatted with Daisy for a few more words. Seeing that the time was almost up, Eros smiled politely and said:

"Then I won't disturb Ms. Daisy from her work. I have to go outside and continue looking for ghouls."

As he spoke, Eros smiled, opened the door of the office and left.

After Eros left, Daisy glanced at the empty office and said to herself in a gloomy tone:

"I have to work harder, finish it earlier and rest earlier."

……

After leaving the office, Eros used the cane divination method to find the ghoul just like last night.

But this time he was hunting using his identity as Conan Doyle.

After all, Vivian had killed a big zombie, and I was also a Sequence 6.

If we don't find a zombie in two days, it would seem a bit of a loss.

In order to avoid embarrassing himself, Eros used the identity of Conan Doyle tonight and killed three ordinary zombies in a row.

After killing three heads, he changed into the identity of the remnant of the night and continued hunting.

As for why there are three heads, it’s because things never happen more than three times!

There were too many kills to explain.

Because those zombies are really hard to detect under the cover of night.

Time passed little by little during the hunt, and in the blink of an eye it was already five in the morning.

Seeing that the world was already slightly brighter, Eros stomped on the chest of the ghoul lying on the ground, with some meat still hanging on its fangs.

The zombie flapped its wings a few times, then gradually became silent and died completely.

This is the ninth one I have killed tonight, a few less than yesterday.

It’s not that he couldn’t find it through divination, but the distance between each zombie began to gradually increase.

It seems that the number of zombies in Haidaram is decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

It shouldn't take long to clean up these zombies.

I just don't know whether the Abyss Cult will continue to produce it.

However, now all the major cemeteries are guarded by night watchmen and other warlocks, so it may not be so easy for the Abyss Cult to create ghouls.

The only thing we need to worry about is whether those guys from the Abyss Cult will attack ordinary people because they cannot obtain corpses.

If that's the case, that's a problem.

For them, turning ordinary people into corpses to create ghouls, and stealing corpses from cemeteries to create ghouls.

Apart from some differences in the sense of ceremony, there is no other difference.

He snapped his fingers and used shadow fire to destroy the remains of the zombies on the ground.

Eros stretched and walked leisurely towards No. 179, B. Braun Street.

After returning home and washing up with the help of Isabella.

Eros, who was lying on the bed, reached out and hugged the strange girl who had transformed into Cynthia.

I can only say that he is worthy of being a former god, he learns things quickly.

After yesterday's awkwardness, Cynthia seemed much more skilled and calm today.

Eros lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, looking at Cynthia in front of him, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth and a slightly flushed face. There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to learn so quickly!"

Cynthia lowered her eyes and said softly, "It's all because of the master's good teaching."

As she spoke, Cynthia sat up straight, showing off her beautiful curves.

The porcelain-white and delicate skin dazzled Eros' eyes for a moment.

Eros thought about it, then said to Cynthia:

"Bend over!"

Cynthia was stunned for a moment, then she looked down, pursed her lips, and moved her hands that were supporting Eros' chest to both sides of Eros' body...

A few seconds later, Cynthia bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth. Her beautiful eyes were misty and gradually became blurred.

She couldn't help but let out a soft hum, her body trembling slightly.

After a long time, Eros contentedly put his hands behind his head again.

Cynthia breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stopped her slightly trembling body.

Looking at the shy god in front of him, Eros asked in a good mood:

“How does it feel to be human?”

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "people".

Cynthia naturally understood what Eros meant, so her pretty face turned even redder.

She tried to control her breathing so that her voice would not tremble as she spoke:

“It feels… good… to be… human.”

"grateful……."

Eros curled his lips as he listened to Cynthia's words, which were spoken in a calm but measured voice.

There was no doubt that Cynthia said this just to please him.

This is just like those people who ask, am I better, or is someone else better? Am I better, or is someone else better?

Although I may not necessarily agree with it in my heart, I still say things against my conscience in order to please the other person.

Cynthia is probably feeling the same way right now.

How could she, who was once a god, like the feeling of being a "human"?

The reason why she submits to herself and obeys herself is simply because she cannot escape her own control.

Since I couldn't resist, I was forced to obey him.

There is no feeling between them now, and they both know it, and they both know that the other knows it too.

But as long as she gives the emotional value, what does it matter if there is no feeling?

Eros didn't care.

All he wanted was the feeling of conquering a god.

Cynthia knew this, so she cooperated very well and gave the full emotional value.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being a former god and is very aware of the current situation.

Another ten minutes passed. Looking at the slender white figure in front of him, Eros reached out and patted Cynthia's waist and then patted his own side:

"You sleep over here!"

Cynthia stood up slowly and obediently, then lay down next to Eros.

Seeing Cynthia lying aside, Eros sat up, reached out and turned Cynthia over, making her lie on the bed.

Cynthia's body stiffened for a moment, but she soon understood, did not resist, and lay down quietly.

[I have been fighting wits and courage with the reviewer for this chapter. I have been fighting until now. Please give me some free electricity for love to encourage me QAQ]