My job list is full of alien girls.

Chapter 49 Wait, is this guy really going to do this?!

The door closed, leaving only Rod and Aphrodite inside.

"Now it's just the two of us..." Aphrodite winked at Rhodes, sat down on the edge of the bed first, and patted the empty space next to her with a smile, "Sit?"

Such a low bed...

Rod hesitated for a moment, then walked to the low bed and sat down on the edge of it, bending slightly forward.

His center of gravity suddenly dropped, forcing his knees to bend, making his posture look somewhat comical.

He bent his fingers and tapped the thick bed frame hard, making a dull sound.

Although the bed was not large, it was surprisingly sturdy and could not be moved even with a slight shaking.

No wonder it's a bed fit for the High King of the Dwarves; it may be small, but it's incredibly sturdy...

Just as he was curiously observing, Aphrodite pulled down her hood, and her long, snow-white hair slid out and fell over her shoulders. Seeing Rhodes sitting beside her, a slight smile appeared on her face.

"Thank you for saving me..." she said softly.

"Yes," Rod said, nodding as he noticed her staring at him. "You're welcome."

"Even though this isn't the first time we've met," she said, playing with her hair with her slender fingers, "I don't even think I know your name."

"Hero," Rod replied casually.

"Nice name," Aphrodite said with a triumphant smile. "Just as I expected."

His gaze swept over Aphrodite's pale face, then glanced at the "Poor Material Condition" message on the panel, before looking at her arm hidden in her sleeve with concern:

"You don't look well. How are your injuries?"

"It's a bit better than before," Aphrodite said, casually pulling her wide sleeves up to her elbows, revealing a section of her fair arm. "Want to see?"

Her wrists were slender, and her entire arm was as smooth as ever, showing no trace of the charred marks left by the holy light. Under the indoor lights, it gleamed with a delicate luster.

Rhodes was somewhat surprised.

He brought his face close and carefully examined the delicate skin, but it was completely undetectable.

"Where did the burns go?" Rod asked, puzzled.

"I don't know," Aphrodite shook her head. "This mark is very strange, and I have no way to erase or hide it. Fortunately, it has no effect as long as I leave its detection range."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes sparkled, and she suddenly leaned closer.

"But...aside from your arms, don't you want to check the rest of your body?"

Aphrodite watched as Rhodes leaned slightly forward, his fingers gently pulling along the edge of his robe to reveal his fair and straight legs, his youthful and innocent appearance drawing attention.

She was already very thin, and only when the hem of her skirt was pulled up to her upper thighs did she appear a bit fleshy, making people want to pinch her cheeks.

"Hey, Rhodes, wake up!" Before Rhodes could react, Alina's urgent voice came from the consciousness space, "Demons are best at using such despicable methods to bewitch people, don't fall for her tricks."

She never expected that her slight lapse in concentration would give this treacherous demon an opportunity to exploit her.

Unfortunately, Rhodes and she are now alone together in a room, and she can only stay inside Rhodes' body and watch, unable to do anything...

Rhodes's assessment of this was:

Her legs are slender and well-proportioned, which looks good, but she doesn't have much muscle, and her strength and endurance don't seem to be very good. Her overall proportions are long, but her height makes her unsuitable for sports like hurdles.

"Your leg isn't injured, so why are you showing me that?" Rod, who had looked around but couldn't find any wound, found Aphrodite's behavior inexplicable.

Aphrodite was slightly taken aback when she heard this, and looked at him with a helpless expression.

Is this the key point?

Before she could speak, Rod pointed to her chest and asked:

"Didn't you extract your bloodline essence from here before?"

Aphrodite stared at his serious face, chuckled softly, and then feigned surprise with an "Ah!"

She obediently placed her right hand over her chest and said in a somewhat weak voice, "Now that you mention it, it does seem to hurt a little here."

At this point, Aphrodite leaned back slightly against the edge of the bed, her hand that had been covering her chest moved up slightly to unbutton her clothes, and the thick black cloak slipped off instantly, revealing her thin and youthful body.

The demonic features that were originally hidden inside were completely exposed. The folded, jet-black bat wings gently unfolded and were finally released. The slender tail with a heart shape at the end protruded slightly and beckoned to Rhodes as if extending an invitation.

"Don't do this." Seeing this, Rhodes shook his head and said.

Just when Aphrodite thought the man in front of her was shy, she heard him say:

"If you want to examine the wound, lie down. What can you possibly see in this position?"

He had barely finished speaking when he grabbed Aphrodite's shoulders and pinned her to the bed.

"Um?"

Aphrodite was slightly startled, but did not resist. She lay down completely on the bed, her snow-white hair spreading out, particularly eye-catching under the light.

Her scarlet eyes were fixed on Rhodes, wondering what he planned to do next.

Watching Rod's hand gently grope through her clothes made her skin itch a little, but seeing that he hadn't managed to find it after searching for a long time, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"This outfit... is it actually a one-piece garment?" Rod muttered to himself, then grabbed the hem of Aphrodite's dress at the base of her thigh and lifted it up.

"Hmm~ Hmm?!"

Aphrodite initially let out a provocative groan, but when her dress was suddenly ripped open by Rhodes and pushed all the way up to her neck, she froze completely, unable to utter a sound.

Wait, is this guy really going to do this?!

As the cool air rushed in, the scarlet pupils widened slightly, and the heart-shaped tail, which had been swaying nimbly, instantly straightened and dared not move.

Aphrodite's mind went blank. This usually composed succubus was instantly thrown off balance by Rhodes's unpredictable actions.

Seeing that things were going badly, she decided to fight back before the situation completely spiraled out of control.

She twisted her body, trying to escape Rhodes's control, and raised her hands to try to push him away, but her already weak body couldn't muster much strength at this moment.

"Don't move around, the examination hasn't even started yet, what's the rush?"

Rod reached out with one hand and easily grabbed her hands, which were trying to move, and pinned them above her head, instantly immobilizing her.

"..." Aphrodite opened her mouth.

She lowered her head slightly, looking at her body, completely exposed and unreserved to the man on top of her, and for a moment she had no idea how to react.

So, he was just seen naked like that?

What else does he want to do to himself next?

Filled with apprehension about the unknown, Aphrodite could only watch helplessly as Rhodes's broad, warm palm pressed against her cold, smooth skin.

"Um……"

The intense heat from her own body and the vast expanse of cold air exposed to the elements created a double shock, causing Aphro to shiver uncontrollably.

Not to mention, the other party's examination was particularly meticulous, with his somewhat rough fingers tracing upwards inch by inch along her flat abdomen, causing Aphrodite to instinctively turn her head away, unable to look at him.

Where is this guy's hand touching?!

Although her hands were pinned above her head and she couldn't move, Aphrodite couldn't help but twist and turn, trying to get rid of Rod.

"I'll try to be as fast as possible, okay? Are you being difficult?"

Watching Aphrodite wriggle on the bed like an eel, Rod sighed and quickened his pace, deciding to examine her quickly.

His fingertips touched her heart, lingering on her slightly undulating breasts.

"This should be the location?"

He carefully examined the location where the bloodline source had been extracted, and fell into deep thought as he looked at the clearly visible blood vessels beneath her pale, smooth skin.

There were no marks or dents there.

How did she manage to extract the very essence of her bloodline like that without leaving a single wound?

Is this magic?

That's amazing.

Compared to his calm and curious demeanor, Aphrodite was quite uncomfortable being touched like this.

The succubus girl's long, heart-shaped tail taut and stiffened with each change in the position and pressure of Rhodes's fingers, then limp and drooped over the edge of the bed.

By the time Rod stopped and released his grip on her, Aphrodite was already weak and powerless.

Fine beads of sweat covered her entire body, and a few strands of snow-white hair clung to her forehead and her fair, slender neck, making her look somewhat fragile.

She stared blankly at the rough wooden ceiling, breathing heavily in a daze, even forgetting to instinctively cover her body.

Before she could fully recover, she heard Rhodes' voice in her ear:

"Your body has no visible external injuries, yet it's so weak and withered?"

"...Clothes." Aphrodite stared at him, and after a long pause, could only utter this word.

Rod thought she was cold, so he obediently pulled down her clothes to cover her flat, thin body, and then asked with a compassionate tone:

"Eat more meat, eggs, and dairy products, don't bother with dieting..."

They were barren and thin, not tall to begin with, and pitifully weak.

No wonder they are chased and beaten every day because they are demons.

Compared to Alina's healthy body, Aphrodite's body was a tragedy in Rhodes' eyes.

He strongly suspects that Aphrodite didn't eat enough as a child, which is why she is so thin.

From a human aesthetic point of view, it is indeed quite good, but how can such a weak body withstand enough power?

Alina, in the consciousness space, did not want to comment on this.

From the moment Rod pinned Aphrodite down and lifted her clothes, Alina chose to ignore everything, squatting there with her knees drawn up, her head bowed low, too ashamed to show her face.

After all, she had only met Rhodes a short time ago, and he had done something similar to her.

Although nothing actually happened in the end, just recalling it briefly makes Alina feel like she's been electrocuted.

The more she tried to forget, the more vivid the memory of her body being touched by hot fingertips became, making her tremble uncontrollably.

Not to mention that she was now completely exposed in Rhodes's consciousness space, and this naked situation amplified her sense of shame countless times.

Alina gritted her teeth, trying her best to curl her body into a tiny ball, desperately suppressing her mental fluctuations to prevent this pervert from shifting his target and trying to examine her body again using the same method.

"Can't this guy be normal for once..." Alina couldn't help but wail.

Aphrodite thought so too.

She finally understood that the wandering knight in front of her was indeed the same kind of person as the tomb keeper from before.

They're not quite right in the head; they can't be judged by common sense.

She propped herself up on the bed and sat up, exhaling a slightly warm breath.

"Mr. Hiro, is your suggestion... implying that I'm not good enough in terms of figure?" Aphrodite rubbed her aching wrist, a hint of resentment in her eyes.

"I just think you should be stronger," Rhodes said earnestly, looking at her, "if you want to develop into the kind of cruel, chaotic demon you mentioned before."

Although Rod felt that with Aphrodite's delicate appearance, achieving such a goal was somewhat of a pipe dream.

But everyone has to have dreams, even a succubus can aspire to have a powerful image.

I was underestimated...

Aphrodite gritted her teeth inwardly. Having regained some strength, she looked at the unyielding man in front of her and quietly raised her long, thin tail that had been hanging over the edge of the bed.

Strong, is that right?

This will show you the power of our demon race beyond magic!

Her scarlet eyes flickered slightly, and the tip of her heart-shaped tail bobbed back and forth, silently wrapping around Rod's lower back, attempting to entwine it tightly.

Before the tail could fully retract, just as it approached, Rhodes' hand shot out like lightning and precisely grabbed the nimble, slender tail.

"Oh? Your tail is much stronger than your hands."

Rhode grabbed the tail and brought it to his eyes, his rough fingertips stroking the heart-shaped tip of the tail back and forth. The special feel of the rubbery texture was particularly peculiar. It looked slender but was flexible and powerful, which made Rhode even more curious.

We were so focused on examining Aphrodite's body that we didn't properly explore her unique racial characteristics.

"You, let go..."

Aphrodite's voice trembled, her scarlet eyes filled with panic, and her whole body shuddered violently. A terrifying tingling sensation swept through her entire body from the tip of her tail, and the strength she had finally managed to gather instantly dissipated.

The tail is an extremely sensitive spot for succubi, and if Rhodes grabs and plays with it like that, it's unacceptable.

Rod squinted and ignored her; there was no reason to let go of someone who had offered themselves up.

"Are these unusual organs of demons naturally used to store power?"

Rhodes wrapped her tail around his fingers a few times, then turned her over so her back was facing him and reached out to touch her horns and bat wings to feel them.

"Yes, yes..." Aphrodite could only stammer in response.

"Hmm...it seems that the energy in these areas is indeed more than in other areas." He silently summarized his discovery.

"No, please stop touching me..." Aphrodite pleaded, lying on the bed. "Can you please let go?"

Seeing Aphrodite trembling uncontrollably, Rhode couldn't help but sigh at the fragility of the succubus race.

What a weak race.

Will the weak materials affect my combat power?

Thinking of this, Rhodes' expression became serious.