Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 663 - 62: One More Strange Promise Added_3

Chapter 663: Chapter 62: One More Strange Promise Added_3

“And then, those ‘characters’ formed their memories.”

“Although they’re insignificant, sometimes they’re very useful, so I kept them.”

“If you don’t like it, I can erase them for you.”

“But I can’t bear to.”

Jennifer said this with a pitiful look, gazing at Jason. Her beautiful face, coupled with such an expression, immediately gave her an even more pitiable air.

The original Jennifer was already attractive.

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Jennifer at this moment was even more so.

It was as if she had flipped a switch inside her body, radiating charm.

“No need.”

Jason’s response was as indifferent as ever.

Jennifer’s allure was useless to Jason.

Or rather, any seduction was useless to him.

Ever since he awoke the ‘Hunter’s Talent.’

To Jason, it was always ‘hunger over desire.’

The latter was not absent but was completely suppressed by the former, allowing Jason to maintain his rationale at all times.

“Do you want to see my ‘hometown’?”

“I vaguely remember among those different from those fellows, there emerged some very interesting ones. They really are different, especially a few of them. Although I can’t remember now, my soul tells me they are all very intriguing.”

“Want to go?”

“Want to go?”

“Shall we go to my ‘hometown’ together?”

Jennifer, while speaking, changed her demeanor and started playfully tugging on Jason’s sleeve before he could react, just like a little girl wanting to see goldfish.

Jason instinctively tried to pull away, but Jennifer’s tears immediately began to well up in her eyes.

That made Jason frown and then he withdrew his hand more forcefully and quickly.

“Wah!”

Jennifer cried.

She cried as if she was in deep sorrow, her nose running as she tried to wipe her hands on Jason’s clothes.

Jason discreetly stepped aside and shook his head slightly.

“Not now.”

“I have some matters I must finish.”

“It’s a promise I made to others.”

Jason’s voice was low and resolute.

It was a promise he had made to the old knight.

His word was his bond.

“Promise?”

“A man should guard his promises with his life!”

The Jennifer who was squatting and crying just a moment ago stood up, tears replaced by a knightly valiance, and a ‘crisp’ aura surrounded her.

She slapped Jason’s shoulder hard, like a knight charging across the battlefield.

Then, a diamond-shaped crystal the size of a fingertip appeared out of thin air.

“This is the ‘secret technique’ I promised you.”

“Use your senses to feel it!”

“Remember: It’s dangerous—you must have the resolve of one who does not fear a hundred deaths to begin!”

Jennifer warned Jason with a serious look.

And Jason?

Ever since Jennifer took out the crystal, his gaze had not left it.

Delicious!

Too delicious!

A scent he had never experienced before filled his nose!

He almost wanted to close his eyes and savor the smell.

But at that moment, Jason suddenly felt a pain in his right arm.

Looking down, he saw Jennifer biting into his right arm.

His chariot-class defense crumpled like paper, easily breached by Jennifer, and blood seeped out.

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Jennifer gently licked the blood with a hint of resentment on her face.

Then the ‘witch’ said with a muffled voice, “You said it’s just not possible for now, so when you’ve fulfilled your promises, you must visit my ‘hometown’! If you don’t come…”

“I’ll use your blood to conceive a son and name him ‘Jason,’ and then, I’ll beat him three times a day and not feed him!”