Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal

Chapter 576: Good Material

"Ahh! Enough!" Lying on the ground in her mercy, Nik begged only for another lick of the ticklish tongue to his cheeks, her large body on him, pinning him down while continuing to let out strange noises from her mouth. Her beautiful scales glimmered under the moonlight, forest green to dark grayish. A scar running down from her right eye to mouth and her muscular limbs flanking his body. "Ignit," Nik continued, "We really need to get you dinner, girl!" Nik conveyed on top of an inconspicuous roof. Finally, after what seemed like quite a few tasteful licks, Ignit snarled softly and leaned down to rub the tip of her nose against Nik's face, making him smile and enjoy the affection. "There you go!" Nik sighed as Ignit finally moved, swatting her tail to the other side with a crushing sound and looking Nik with her pale yellow eyes.

[Idle Summoner

Host: Nik Faran

Total Points: 220

Summons:

1) Ignit

Bloodline: Forest Salamander

Rank: G

Points: 5/day

Store— josei

Summon Portal— 1000 Points

Friendly Tranquilizer— 300 Points]

By now, Nik understood that even if he had a pet with him, he would still need to summon it using the summon portal to register it within his legacy. "So..." Locking gaze with Ignit, not using his pheromones to direct his message but the intention sharing function of the legacy, Nik conversed, "From now on, I'll be taking you out on walks. Like today. Sleeping for so long might be boring so this could be our way of having fun. And, in this place, you won't be eating like usual. You'll be snacking on humans."

"Hisss~!"

"Not like me, per se... you should just remember that I taste the worst. Other humans taste fine."

"Groough!"

"Oh, my skin is delicious? Well, that's because you're a sweet gal. Let's not consider this topic right now. Are you ready for your first walk? I'll throw people in your direction but remember, you'll have to eat them whole. You like bones, right?"

"Grrrr!"

"Oh, you love them! That's even better!" Nik smiled while leaning down. He didn't have to bend much for Ignit already stood at a beastly size of 1.6 meters while on her fours and if considered her length, she could easily surpass 2.5 meters. Rubbing Ignit's forehead lovingly, Nik shifted both of them near the desolate port. This area is supposed to be one of the main delivery locations for drugs. At least, that's what the man screamed after Nik meshed his hands together. Under the flickering light of the sparsely paced street lamps, Nik sat on Ignit's back as she slowly sauntered towards one of many metal containers placed in the distance under Nik's careful observation. This was the first time Nik was riding Ignit and he wished to feel every bump... in a non-weird manner.

Holding the urge to praise Ignit with— Oh, yeah, girl. Ride away!— Nik shifted his focus to the situation within the container and let his natural senses, particularly, his sense of smell, take charge and as he easily smelled the scent of cocaine from the container, Nik touched Ignit's forehead and whispered, "Sweetheart, can you destroy that container with the most... illuminating manner." Instantly, the rare breed of salamander nurtured by the royalty of the fire nation opened her mouth wide with her throat bulging and her dark skin glittering in orange as all her spit served to fuel the spark growing within her throat and with one loud roar, Ignit let loose a thick stream of bright flame that instantly covered the metal container. The attack took a great exertion on her mouth as she breathed and scoffed a puff of smoke before flicking her tongue and licking her dry lips.

"You can do that only once a day, right? Thanks," Nik petted Ignit while looking at the flame container. The box showed enough resistance and managed to protect the content long enough to alert the dawdling guards and hearing exclamations in mandarin, Nik jumped from Ignit's back and whistled past her while shouting, "Just tell me when you'd have your fill, alright?" His vision instantly zoomed and his enhanced mental responses were forced to take the visual information in an extreme manner before everything came to a still as Nik raised his left leg and twisted his waist and h.i.p.s slightly to land a sidekick on a young man's temples, making him lose his focus and fall right there and then before picking the gun and pointing at two grunts standing behind him, only realizing that the battle had already begun.

Smacking the gun on the left guy, making him grunt in pain, Nik snapped his fingers and shifted the gun holding arm of the man right in front of the slowly jogging Ignit. "Aaaarrrggggh!" The guy shouted only after seconds and not due to the pain that still hadn't reached his brain but out of fear seeing his shoulders bleeding straight off! *Pah* With Nik's palms smacking the lower jaw and sending the guy unconscious, Nik looked towards Ignit, who had just reached near him. Gazing back and only seeing a bloodied gun with a trail of Ignit's paws slightly smeared with blood, Nik furrowed his brows before shrugging. It wasn't like Ignit's paws were any form of enlightening lead and Goblin's recent exposure would garner more suspicion than a forest salamander and a school kid.

"Let's take this~" Storing the gun he used to physically assault the poor being getting devoured by Ignit whole, Nik adjusted the clothing over the top half of his face and continued his personal crusade of finding justice for almost losing his life.

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"Gwen, darling, I'm back!" George clicked his door open and entered with a cheerful expression. Though hard, the man didn't like bringing home his job which included his troubled expression and seeing a blonde head peeking out of the living room, Gwen raised her book while placing her index over her blips in a hushing gesture. Acknowledging, George nodded and scratched his forehead while taking off his boots. He loved being barefoot in his home and as he walked into the living room, he found another young boy focusing on the textbook in front of him as Gwen sat in front of him in her casuals. "Hey, uncle George." The boy greeted with a pleading expression as she continued to write down a few questions with an old textbook of her own. "Hey, James," George chuckled seeing his expression, "Studying hard?"

"Biology," the neighbor's son groaned, "Gwen, can I please go?" He begged as Gwen handed him the notebook and smiled, "Now you can. Get these questions done by tomorrow," she directed as the boy heaved a deep sigh and packed his belongings. Seeing the downcast expression as the boy laughed, George poured himself a glass of water and jested, "The boy should be banging in biology. His pops always complain about his laptop."

Staring at her dad with a remorseful expression, Gwen untied her hair and let them fall on her shoulders while mumbling, "Really, dad? I'm your daughter!" She stood up placed the book near the bowl filled with keys and walked into the kitchen, "Dad, I ordered sushi!" Gwen called out as George shook his head, "I know... it was my card, remember?"

Finally smiling, Gwen brought the food as George sat down on the table before sitting across him. With eager gaze, she finally announced, "I aced my chemistry quiz!" Her words pulling a surprised expression from George as he could easily recall the painful days where Gwen wouldn't stop crying for not getting good grades in the subject and then the extensive droning about how she had prepared so much... in essence— "Congrats!" George smiled, looking at the remaining dishes and picking a salmon roll, "Did I tell you that the guys in the department are actually following the so-called 'heroes'?"

"They are, aren't they?" Gwen inquired as she recalled Tony Stark's poster in her bedroom while George shook his head, "Some are, maybe. I am not questioning the efficiency. They get the bad guys and well... instill appropriate fear in many, too. I just fear what'll happen if they turn on us. You heard today's news, right? The attack on Stark?"

"Yep!' Gwen nodded with a glum expression when George's phone started ringing. Picking the call up, George spoke in a slightly heavy voice, "Yes, it's George. Umhm, what?" His expression changed, "The same drill. Call for medical attention, too." Hanging up, George looked at Gwen with a terrible expression as she held her face with her hands while shaking her head with a helpless expression. "Just... go. I'll keep food away," she muttered and stood up, making George helpless himself as he stood up and quickly made his way to the entrance.

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In barely fifteen minutes, George reached the almost destroyed harbor with narcotics team already on the scene and seizing a lot of, well, drugs. Trails of blood led further in and it didn't take an expert's opinions to find out that the trails belonged to something 'inhuman'. "Monsters now popping about... is this the new trend, huh," he mumbled while scoffing and walking into the scene further. The burnt metal containers, the pool of blood without apparent corpses, the bullet holes into the grounds with guns getting seized, and only when George made his towards the port did he find the medical team before finding a lanky man in a dark suit. "Detective, tell me that you have something."

"Does the obvious satisfy?" Detective Shunt, the reason for George's worsening sense of humor jested, making George growl, "Not now, Detective." Staring at him until the man nodded, George waited for the intel. "Like a few days back, the suspect kept it clean. Aside from the blood marks on the entrance, no other evidence could be collected and the trails on the front are strange, needless to state."

"Like a few days back? You mean with the Yakuza?"

"Yep, and get this, it seems like the boss wasn't harmed at all. Maybe the act of... mixing the hands was, as I hypothesized, personal." Gazing at the terrified bald 'white' man behind the detective getting himself handcuffed, George gave another reason, "Or maybe that pipsqueak isn't the leader and broke in front of the suspect. This the area controlled by the Chinese and would they remain under the leadership from someone other than their origins? Get that guy ready for questioning."

"Sure... and you wouldn't have eaten, too, right? Should I order something?"

"Yea," George sighed, "Sushi."

"Aww... that's expensive. Can I interest you in pizza?"

"Whatever," George rolled his eyes.Dio ti benedica!" The man flaunted his linguistic arsenal, making George sigh, "English!"

"God bless you!" Detective grumbled.

"If he did, I would be eating sushi with my kid," George waved his hand and let the various teams get back to their work while making a note to contact his superiors and make sure to get the stories straight and what to feed to the media. There was already enough public panic and letting it known that the police's job was being taken away such blatantly wasn't too suitable to the situation. Gazing at the scene on his way back, George sat in his vehicle and sent a message to Gwen apologizing for his lack of presence. Of course, he wouldn't call. He hadn't born yesterday.

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"Well, that blows..." Nik mumbled in genuine displeasure as Mary shrugged while Anna sat alongside him as they watched the television. A drama about kingdoms and war in medieval times which turned out to be a great material for Nik since he doesn't know if he could ever get into such an era himself. "What can I do? Lizards, snakes... hrrrr!" She shivered and gasped, "I feel icky! That's all!" Mary concluded, making Anna chuckle and lean her head up to peck Nik's jaws, "I found Ignit a cutie. Let's play with her once mom isn't here."

Nik nodded with a smile as Mary sat beside Anna and placed a bowl of ch.i.p.s on the table while gazing at the television. "I still haven't watched the previous episode." She stated with the objective of learning a few details from the other two viewers as Anna spoke up, "Oh! Claire killed the two guards and found her father having s.e.x with her elder sister! She then stabbed their mother who orchestrated the scheme and now!"

"Aaah!" Hearing the father's screams from the television, Anna gestured towards the screen with a casual grin.

Just like Nik proclaimed— Good material.