ALL MY WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL ELVES

Chapter 138 All this rewards just from banging a demon?!!

Lying on his bed, Kan stared at the ceiling, hands propped under his head, and replayed the events of the day. The weight of the ordeal pressed heavily on him, each moment etching a deeper furrow on his brow. The sudden attack by the Gecko brotherhood gang had caught them all off guard, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

As he recounted the losses, Kan couldn't help but feel the sting of regret. The chaos that unfolded on that forgotten street was beyond what any of them had anticipated. His thoughts drifted to Ellie, waiting distraught in the hospital, and Mendy, clinging to life.

"I didn't exactly like you, but Jess, your demise is a hurtful one," Kan murmured, his words a solemn tribute to the fallen.

Returning home, he exchanged his tattered uniform for a sweatshirt Sabrina had offered at the hospital. Without her kindness, he would have been left with no choice but to face the night shirtless. Yet, this small act of relief did little to ease the weight he carried.

Home was empty, as it often was. It was a solitude he'd grown accustomed to, but tonight, it felt unusually stark. With the house to himself, he'd planned to freshen up quickly and rush back to the hospital. Ellie and Keyla, both hospitalized, weighed heavily on his mind. Sabrina assured him Keyla would recover, but Mendy's condition was more precarious.

Fatigue hung heavy on him, both physically and emotionally. The hospital seemed a world away, an insurmountable distance to traverse. The events of the day, the questions left unanswered, seemed to echo in the silence.

"I know what I saw. The woman on the boat, that...that was her. I swear that was her!" Kan's voice was a weary whisper, his hands pressing against his face in a futile attempt to chase away the exhaustion.

Then, a voice, unexpected yet welcome, cut into Kan's thoughts. It was Hela, offering a respite, a momentary escape from the heaviness of the day.

[You know, I find some of the things you think about strange. However, since you keep saying I haven't been helpful, I've decided to take laws into my hands and get your mind off what you've been through today. At least, for a little while,] Hela's words carried a hint of playfulness, a rare moment of levity in the midst of the somber reflection.

"What could possibly change what has happened today?" Kan questioned Hela, her interruption, as always, jarring.

[Perhaps nothing can. But at least take a look at your rewards,] Hela replied, and without hesitation, a new drop-down notification revealed itself in front of Kan with the following information.

[New level of fuckery achieved - Bang a succubus!!!]

Status - complete!!

Rewards - Addition of 30 stat points to all stats.

[Nut in a succubus!!]

Status - complete!!

Reward - New title unlocked.

[Demon slayer]

? Equip this title and get extra 10 points to all stats.

[Equip this title now]

[Yes] or [No]

...

[Fondle a demon!!!]

Status - complete!!

Reward - Two New skills unlocked

1. [Pit of hell - This skill allows you to touch and absorb anything into a dimensional pocket space. With this skill, you can carry along with you an entire house if you wish!!]

? Limitations - Skill only works on inorganic matter (non-living things)

(Skill is reliant on Mana!!)

2. [Blood ties - This skill allows you to get extra buffs in a fight as long as your opponent's blood is drawn!]

? Limitations - You can only get one kind of buff from an opponent, and the buff is dependent on the level of strength the opponent has.

...

Kan took a moment to absorb the information. These were skills he never imagined he'd acquire, born of circumstances he'd never anticipated. His mind flickered with the possibilities.

[What will you do, baby? Equip the title and harness these new skills, or leave them be? You could always come back to it when you need it,] Hela's voice echoed in his thoughts.

Kan considered the options. The title seemed fitting, given the circumstances. It was a badge of his bizarre journey, a testament to the strangeness that had become his reality. As for the skills, they held potential, strange and unconventional as they were.

[Equip the title]

[Yes] or [No]

Kan selected 'Yes'. The moment he did, a surge of energy coursed through him, a newfound strength settling in his bones. He could feel the power humming beneath his skin, ready to be harnessed.

[Congratulations, you have now become THE DEMON SLAYER]

[+ 10 points to all stats!!]

His stats flickered in front of his eyes, rising by increments of 10. It was a boost he sorely needed after the day's events.

For a brief instant, Kan felt a glimmer of gratitude. Hela, in her own peculiar way, was reaching out, attempting to offer a reprieve from the weight of the world. It was a small gesture, but in that moment, it meant more than words could convey.

As the numbers changed on the screen right in front of Kan, the new stats revealed themselves in form of his profile.

[Profile of the lust system]

[Name : Kanakan]

[Race: Elf]

[Alliance: Errose]

.....

[Stats]

Strenght : 102

Stamina : 120

Agility : 95

Vitality : 105

Charm [lvl 2] : 56

Luck : 40

Mana : 40

Skills : Arousal [level 2 ??], Singing [Level 3], Pheromone [ Level 6]

?Berserker.

?Alpha presence.

? 1 free skill level boost.

"Wow, these are all nice, to be honest. I got these all from the succubus thing," Kan mused. The strangeness of the situation couldn't be denied, but he was determined to make the most of his newfound abilities.

He dismissed the status screen and took a deep breath, only to be plunged right back into his worries.

The weight of the day's events pressed heavily on Kan. It was nearly impossible to forget the demise of people he had begun to feel connected to. He couldn't shake the nagging feeling that his arrival was the catalyst for all this tragedy. Mendy, Kane, Ellie, and now Keyla, all hospitalized because of their association with him.

Yet, amidst the chaos and sorrow, Kan couldn't help but realize that he was the one who seemed to have benefited the most from these events.

As he brooded, there was a persistent itch on his neck that he couldn't ignore. It grew more irksome with every scratch, until suddenly, he understood the source of the problem. He opened the status screen again and looked at a particular tab he had been ignoring for quite sometime.

[Summon Demon companion]

With a shake of his head, he uttered a strange word.

"Summon, Lilith."

The words tumbled from his mouth, and with them, a swirling wisp of black smoke emerged from the corners of his neck. It danced elegantly through the air before coalescing into a single spot. In the blink of an eye, a pale-skinned female materialized from the inky darkness.

Lilith stood before him, her presence ethereal yet commanding. Her eyes gleamed with an otherworldly wisdom, and her long, dark hair cascaded around her like a waterfall of shadows. She regarded Kan with an inscrutable expression, her lips curved in a subtle, knowing smile.

The room seemed to hum with an uncanny energy, and the air grew charged with an inexplicable tension. Kan's heart quickened, both from the gravity of the situation and the surreal presence of the summoned being.

The figure before Kan was none other than the succubus he had subdued not long ago. The system had granted him the power to summon and dismiss her at will, now that they were bound together and he was her master. It seemed that Lilith was proving to be a bit possessive, using subtle tactics like making his neck itch just to catch his attention.

Standing before him, Lilith was an embodiment of unparalleled beauty. Her form was smooth and flawless, her curves perfect, a flawless score of eleven out of ten.

Kan had chosen to name her Lilith, a name that seemed to suit her nature perfectly.

"What do you want, Lilith?" Kan inquired, though even as he spoke, he knew it was a futile question. Lilith had spent far too long in her Berserker state, and her social skills had suffered as a result. Speaking was one of the abilities she had temporarily lost. According to Hela, it would take some time for her to regain it.

However, Lilith was not without means of communication. She approached Kan, taking a seat in front of him on his bed. Her hands began to trace gentle circles around his chest, a sensation that seemed to wash over him with a soothing coolness.

"Okay? That's actually quite nice!" Kan remarked, appreciating the gesture.

[She must have sensed that you're stressed and wants to help relieve some of it,] Hela explained.

"I see..." Kan replied, a playful glint in his eye.

"Well then, let's unload some of my worries," he offered, his tone light but sincere. The weight of the day's events pressed on him, and Lilith's presence offered a strange but welcome comfort.

As her hands continued their gentle motion, Kan closed his eyes, allowing the cool sensation to wash over him. It was a rare moment of solace amidst the chaos that had become his new reality. But Lilith however had other plans of her own, as her hands began to encroach certain areas that Kan found triggering.

"I think she wants to relieve herself and not me. Either way, I'm game!!" Kan remarked as he allowed the demon do what she wanted.