Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith chapter-161-all-of-it

[You have acquired 10,000 Soul Points]

[Balance: 12,587 Soul Points]

Licking his lips, Evian's eyes glittered at his gains and especially the powerful 'kick' he gained from savoring the 'Soul' of a Fifth Rank Beast.

Although throughout the past five days, he managed to accumulate over 40,000 Soul Points that he had spent to increase his Decadence to the park of the Wraith Noble Level, the truth was that his preys had been majorly made up of Third Rank Beasts— Third Rank Beasts being lead by the occasional Fourth Rank Leader.

This was his biggest singular win so far this week and as he looked over at the stunned ladies, and remembered accurately how good they had been working together, his lips stretched into a wolfish grin as his mind became swarmed with thoughts of Soul-Eating Splendor— His desire to rack up points was so intense that it took him a while to properly observe the ladies just as they observed him.

In looks, none of them were lacking. Even the Leader with her lean muscles still had curves in all the right places- Enough for Evian to give her a few innocent nods of approval.

Speaking of the Leader,

"In- Incredible!" she let out while still on her back.

Dana ran over to her quickly after putting her retrieved Explosives aside,

"Lora, are you alright?" she asked.

"I'm fine," the Leader named Lora said while retrieving a vial of healing potion to only swallow a few drops since her pain was a mere ache. Although it was not too grave, she and her group were still on a hunt and she preferred to have her body properly loosened so she could properly play her part.

Once her ache was gone, Lora got on one knee, watching as Evian pulled his Spear out of the Serpent's body while observing its massive carcass.

*Shing!*

The sound was quick and a flash was the only announcement of the move before Evian found the blade of a longsword stretched toward his neck.

He looked to the side at Xania and smiled in response to her focused frown,

"It's ours," Xania said in a steady tone that showed no intentions of giving way.

Evian chuckled and the sound seemed to stay in place even though his body did not. Xania's eyes widened when she saw Evian walk toward her sword's blade and even pass cleanly through it like a ghost. His chuckle was still sounding and then she felt his hand on her shoulder.

It seemed good-natured with no bad intentions but there was a chill that was generated and caused goosebumps to rise all over Xania's skin.

Her sword arm was still stretched, Xania appeared to be frozen and then Evian put his face closer to hers as though he was appraising her looks.

"Pretty…" Evian said quietly in a voice so mellow and so mesmerizing that Xania found her heart beating many beats faster causing blood to rush throughout her body, warming her despite the chill that had previously enveloped her.

Xania couldn't see her face at the moment but she knew it was red and she was right.

She knew she was attractive. She actually hated being notified of it by fawning perverts but watching Evian somehow evade the danger of her blade and get so close to her to freeze her in place seemingly with nothing more than his charm, stunned her to the point where she felt ever receptive to compliments probably for the first time in her life.

Xania gulped and then steeled herself while slowly dropping her arm,

"I know," she said in an attempt to sound confident despite her cheeks still being rosy.

"You know what?" Evian asked, confused.

"I know I'm pretty," Xania clarified, "You just said I'm pretty and I'm telling you I already know."

The more words Xania spoke, the faster she regained her confidence and now she even smirked,

'How's that? That ought to throw you off, huh?' she thought, almost caught by surprise at how defensive she had instinctively decided to be because of how her body had reacted to this stranger's touch.

Alas, Evian still looked confused.

"It's good that you're confident in your looks but I wasn't talking to you," Evian said and walked behind Xania so she was better facing the Serpent Carcass on the ground,

"I was talking to the Beast. It's scales— They're pretty."

Xania's face turned even redder with an even more intense arousing of embarrassment and just when she was about to succumb by raising her palms to her face in sheer embarrassment, Thana's voice sounded,

"Oh, please! What a lie!" she said while gesturing at the Serpent, "That Beast is not pretty. Those brown scales are ugly!"

She wasn't wrong. The brown scales were of the worst shade that was in no way conventionally attractive, and, in her comrade's words, Xania found confidence again only for it to be dragged down when Evian took his hand off her shoulder and walked over to the Beast, his hand grazing over its scales.

"Mmm, you're not wrong. However, I happen to be someone who looks beyond exterior beauty. When I say this Serpent is pretty, I am simply referring to its fiery battle spirit, and the potential that any discerning eyes could detect is deeply embedded in this carcass.

It's a 'pretty' impressive Specimen."

Now, of course, Evian was bullshitting. Xania was the one he was calling Pretty because the thought of how she would react to his compliment as well as his charming touch, excited him. However, once that reaction had played out and she attempted to turn the tables on him with an entertaining bit of cockiness, he had to go off on a tangent.

What Evian found most interesting of it all was how the duo of Xania and Thana accepted his improvised explanation.

"That makes sense," Thana said with so many nods, that her head seemed to be bobbing.

"It does," Xania said with a dutiful sigh, "I guess I was being shallow."

Evian chuckled to himself but Xania was not wrong to be confident of her looks. In fact, as quite a bit of a narcissist himself, Evian had no real right to call anyone shallow.

Xania had a pretty face that appeared hardened with numerous battle experiences. She had black hair that she had cut short in a bob that barely reached the end of her neck and her black irises had light blue rings that gave off a mysterious appearance.

The rest of the Crew was of course not in any way worse off,

Thana, the one Evian had observed most closely before Xania, had the most developed bust of the group. Her auburn hair was in a ponytail that reached to the top of the delicate arch of her ass clad in a tight fit meant to allow for free and faster movement.

Her eyes, only a lighter shade to her hair were sharp as though they had been conditioned to dart around in search of the clearest path to dash through. Her face appeared two-faced— Like she could switch between innocently-compliant to violent killer waving around her Sabers to reap the lives of multitudes.

Dana, the explosives expert, looked the youngest of the group, an image she kept up, especially with the expressions she made, and although at the Fourth Order, she was only about three steps in. Her outfit, fitted to match her petite figure looked like that of a ranger and even had a hood equipped although she had not yet donned it.

Finally, there was Lora;

Leader of the group and naturally possessing a commanding air. Her skin was a light bronze color and appeared to gleam from the rays of sunlight that managed to filter through the tree branches above them to rain down. Her lips appeared made for mischievous smirking. Her hair was cut short and styled to be spiky. Her arms were toned for the wielding of heavy weaponry.

Despite the decision to go sleeveless, she had not in any way bothered to wear something so baggy as to cover up the blessing she possessed on her chest. A size that only lost out to Thana amidst the immediate group.

At first, Lora frowned at Evian's keen observing eyes and then she observed him in return;

Hair, a mysterious grey. Eyes of similar hue and giving off a chill. A muscular physique that was only barely truly covered by the clothes he had on. Looks that appeared to stand at the height of manly beauty excellence and would make his fellows glare in envy and finally…

"How did you know it wouldn't be able to shoot out a barrier a second time?"

… A commendable Battle sense that saw him take the kill.

"I took a guess. It paid off," Evian said with a shrug.

"I still retain that the Beast's carcass is ours," Xania said. Enough time had passed and she could confidently claim her confidence had truly returned.

Evian waved her off,

"Fine, fine. You can have it," he said.

"All of it?" Lora asked. She had been okay with compromising that they shared the loot 70:30 with 30 for the stranger but he was giving them all of it?

"Of course," Evian said, "But I have a condition."

"What is it?" Lora frowned.

"You continue hunting," Evian said,

"And I come with."