Chapter 5 Ahem, Wear a Maid Outfit

"Donna, do you mean that all the blood samples here can't match her blood type? All? All the blood in the frozen warehouse can't match her blood type?" Howard pursed his lips into a straight line.

Although he had a bad feeling when he smelled Irene's blood. But when he heard Donna confirm it with his own ears, he still felt unbelievable.

"Well, do you need to listen to me? Howard, as soon as you smell that guy's blood, you can tell that she is different from the human blood you often suck, right?" Donna said coldly, "no blood can be delivered to her. It seems that her gene is not likely to be damaged at present, and she had to wait for further report. But maybe the report hasn't come out yet. She has lost too much blood and dies."

Howard frowned and said nothing as if he was thinking about the profound philosophy of archeology.

"Howard, what are you thinking about?" Donna paced back and forth, looking a little anxious, "you can't break the Blood Clan iron law set by yourself to transform a human, right? You, you can't touch her, right? You are still not interested in women, right? When you refused me, you said that I was too young. I was 29 years old at that time, and that guy looks like a child of only 20 years old!"

"To be exact, Irene will turn 18 this morning." Howard held the documents in his hand.

"Jesus! 18 years old! Is she still a baby to you? Howard, don't tell me that your appetite has changed!" Donna stared at Howard.

"I don't have an appetite. Donna, you are a professional doctor. I always respect you. I hope you can have a better view of human women." Howard said.

"Human?" Donna pounded the paper in Howard's hand and pressed it against the desk, "don't you understand? That guy can't be a human at all! Don't believe the records in your damned school! That guy is lying to you and the school! No matter how rare the human blood type is, it's full of it in your food storage! She can't be a human. I'll bet with you on the quality of my sex life for the rest of my life!"

"Then what do you think of Irene's wound?" Howard asked calmly. He didn't seem to be surprised at Donna's conclusion.

Donna bit her finger. Howard knew that this was what Donna often did when she encountered difficulties.

"That guy can't replenish her blood. It's not good to give her some nutrition..." Donna suddenly stopped as she paced back and forth. "I remember there is an underground library?"

Howard stood up and buttoned his suit. "Let's go and have a look."

To be honest, Howard indeed had the richest library in collection of the city.

As a member of Blood Clan, do not read how to divert the long years?

Howard and Donna met Mrs. Fanny at the elevator entrance of the basement.

There was a maid outfit on the tray in her hand.

"Sir, Dr. Donna. I'm going to bring some clean clothes to Miss Irene. Her long sleeve is broken and dirty." Mrs. Fanny explained.

Donna pursed her lips in disdain.

"Do you want her to wear this?" Howard raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, sir, I've called your designer to send some clothes here. I don't think he knows women's clothes either. I really don't have other clothes. You never bring women back to the old castle." Mrs. Fanny blinked naughtily.

"Ahem." Howard turned his face away in embarrassment.

He walked into the elevator with Donna and went downstairs.

"Are you imagining how she would look like in a maid outfit?" Donna asked nervously.

"Huh!" Howard shook his head helplessly, "Donna, I have forgotten that if you don't say it."

"..."

Rows of European-style carved bookshelves were neatly arranged in the basement. All that could be seen were books.

Howard turned to the big screen beside the door and pressed the button expertly.

"Yes, you are right. The bookshelves in the row H are all books about the demon race," said Howard, giving a hint to Donna.

The two walked over together.

"If that guy is really a demon, can I have a slice test on her?" Donna asked, biting her fingers.

Howard glanced at her and said, "Blood Clan is also a demon race. Blood demon."

"Humans like to call you vampires. Please feel grateful for your special treatment," Donna said with a smile, "the demons hide far away from humans. Whether it exists or not is a mystery. No one like you is in a hurry to lead Blood Clan to gather with human beings."

Howard's face darkened.

Donna seemed to realize that she had pointed out Howard's bad memory. She stopped talking.

The two of them separated in the bookshelf area of row H, looking for books that could answer Irene's questions.

Howard had read most of the books here. But it was a long time ago and some of his memories were blurred.

Relying on his memory and intuition, he took out a thick book on the bookshelf—The Detailed Explanation to All Living Beings.

Although Mrs. Fanny cleaned the library regularly. But when the book was taken down, it still had a strong smell of dust.

Howard tapped on the thickly dotted pages of the list with his fingertips.

The smell of Irene's blood made Hosen, Justin, and the people around him react. They almost wanted to show their fangs when they smelled it from afar.

Although the demon's blood essence was more delicious than human's, it couldn't have such an effect.

But there was one possibility...

Howard kept dodging. He didn't want the truth to be what he thought.

But many signs reminded him... maybe... Irene was a succubus?

Howard stopped when he saw the Succubus Explanation at P. 98117.

But Irene looked very shy and pure.

Howard frowned with mixed feelings.

It made sense if Irene was a succubus. Why could Howard restrain his strong impulse to her blood?

It was not because he had amazing self-control.

But... to vampires, it was like the purest drug, the succubus blood... It once made Howard's life a living hell and lost his brother... He also cultivated the ability to resist physical instinct during the most painful withdrawal.

However, wasn't the succubus extinct? 18 years ago.

18 years ago... What an intriguing number.

Howard turned to the 98117th page of the Detailed Explanation of All Living Beings.

Succubus Explanation:

An introduction to:

They were the best creature in the world that were good at making love.

Every inch of their skin and facial features were born for perfect sex.

They were born to pursue fresh and exciting sex experiences, and in their whole life, they were not satisfied with two figures of lovers, regardless of gender. Having sex with the succubus would experience the craziest pleasure in the world.

That demon's sex invitation was one of the most irresistible temptations in the world.

Passive skill:

Through sex, any wounds in the body and soul of the succubus would be healed, even when they were on the verge of death.

Active skill:

The pure-blood succubus could absorb the partner's physical stamina, strength, and skills through having sex for a short time. Pure-blood succubi's both parents were succubi, which was very rare. Impure-blood succubi didn't have such a skill.

Special skills of adult succubi :

Most of the succubi could manipulate the hormones of the demon race and the human race after they grew up. Female succubi were especially good at manipulating male hormones. Pure-blood female succubi could manipulate the hormones of a large group. The male was not so good at that ability as the female.

Guidance on raising a succubus of underage:

When a maiden or virgin was about to reach adulthood, their bodies would show different degrees of cracks, mostly on their backs and arms. The wound could not be healed, and the pain and blood stimulation would force the succubus to have a desire for sex so that they could complete their first sex experience. After sex, the passive skill was activated, and the wound in the body would completely heal. If a succubus didn't find a suitable sex partner in time when growing up, he or she would lose too much blood and die.

Rumors to be verified:

It was said that the blood of the succubus contained a large amount of stimulating hormones, which could cause illusions and excitement for creatures living on blood.

Howard pressed his lips tightly and unconsciously clenched his fingers that were turning the page. With a crack, the page was broken...