Damien's eyes widened in awe as he read through the skills.
In doubt of what was before him, he read it over again, but then, the same thing remained in front of him.
"Hehe." he chuckled, his lips curling into a wide, perverted grin. 'I get what you mean now Eros, this is the perfect gift!'
He could see the [Eye of Eros] skill at the bottom, and it didn't take a genius to realise that particular skill was given to him by the god.
All his others charms skills were also S-rank, and he even had a few other ability skills, with one being C-rank.
In this world, skills were ranked from F to S with F being the lowest and S the most powerful.
However, they were very rare and expensive, so only the rich could afford them.
Apart from that, skills above C-rank and even the more powerful C-rank skills weren't made available to the public.
They were instead monopolized by the nobles of the kingdom, who used them to empower themselves and those working under them.
This way, no one in the kingdom would be too powerful for them to handle, and they could easily maintain their status in the kingdom.
However, he now had three S-rank skills at his disposal, along with a few others.
The S-rank skills were also extremely unique, and unlike normal S-rank skills they didn't even require extreme amounts of mana to activate.
His eyes flashed with a strange glint, and his lips slowly curled into a perverted grin.
'These skills will be very useful… very useful indeed.' he thought, chuckling under his breath.
He then closed the tab, deciding to check the other features of the system.
[MILF Hunting System]
[Status Window] [Skills] [System Shop] [Special Quests]
'Special Quests…' he mumbled inwardly, his eyes narrowing slightly at the last tab.
[Special Quests]
[Current Available Quests: None]
[MILFS Conquered: None]
[Potential MILFS to Conquer]
[Claire Cross]
[Nora Cross]
Damien's eyes shone in surprise, the grin on his face growing slightly wider.
'It even included my mother and her sister as 'potential MILFs'…' he thought, his eyes narrowing slightly. 'But then, quests… I wonder what kinds of rewards completing one would give me.'
[Completing Quests give Hunter points, which can be used to purchase items from the system shop.]
'Hunter points, that's the same thing I saw on my status window.' he thought, nodding in understanding.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door to the room was flung open, and a woman staggered in.
"H-ho… it's just you here… Damien boy…" a familiar voice drifted into his ears, and Damien's eyes perked up.
He turned his head to the side, his gaze meeting with that of the woman standing there.
She was resting on the doorframe, her thick black hair rougher than the way it remembered.
In her hand was a half-filled alcohol bottle, and the thick stench of alcohol clung unto her.
"Hehe…" she chuckled, taking another sip of the drink.
Her face was flushed due to the effect of the drink, and she could barely stand properly on her feet.
However, that did nothing to hide her beauty.
Her face was round, bearing some resemblance to his mother.
Her body was slender and curvy, and though her breasts weren't as huge as Claire's, they still stood proudly on her chest.
Her bodice was already loose, giving a nice view into her milky, sweaty cleavage.
Her slender waist spread out into a wide, curvy hips, which couldn't be fully hidden despite being in clothes.
"Nora…" Damien muttered, his face squeezing into a slight frown. "Didn't mother warn you not to drink anymore?"
Nora simply scoffed, taking another sip of the alcohol.
"It's not her life is it… and it's not her alcohol… I'm drinking…" she muttered, staggering her way into the room.
She mumbled incoherently as she walked towards the smaller mattress at the sides, the bottle in the hands looking like it would fall to the ground anytime.
Damien simply watched her, his eyes twinkling with a strange glint.
"Kyah!" she yelped as he foot suddenly slipped, sending her tumbling towards the ground.
However, just before she hit the floor, a hand firmly gripped her by the waist, pulling her back up.
Her eyes widened, and she sighed in relief.
She then turned around, her gaze meeting with Damien, who was still standing behind her, one of his hands gently wrapped around her waist.
She smirked, chuckling wryly as she almost stumbled again.
"You should be more careful… auntie." Damien muttered, the edges of his lips curling into a wry smirk.
Nora simply chuckled, placing a hand on his face.
"Is Damien boy so worried about his aunt, how cute…" she muttered, flashing a teasing smirk at him.
Unbeknownst to her, Damien slowly pulled her closer, his hand sliding slightly lower down her waist.
Her huge breasts squished against his chest, and he could barely control himself from latching unto them.
'So soft…' he mumbled inwardly, his eyes flashing strangely.
However, he didn't say anything immediately, only wrapping his other hand around her waist, pulling her slightly closer.
"Well, I'm not a boy anymore." he said.
"Ho…"'the woman replied, taking another look at his face.
Her eyes widened slightly, and a shade of crimson slowly crept up on her cheeks.
Now that she took a good look at his face, she noticed Damien's appearance had changed very much.
His eyes were now sharper, along with the rest of his face, looking like they were sculpted to perfection.
Her gaze drifted slightly lower, focusing on his lips, and she gulped, her cheeks turning redder.
'He's… changed so much…' she thought, feeling her heart thump faster within her chest.
However, she shook her head, trying to clear all dirty thought from her mind.
The teasing smirk on her face returned, and she leaned even closer to Damien, gently stroking his face.
"You're not a little boy you say, well… you still seem so little to me." she muttered.
Her breath filled with the stench of fresh alcohol blew across Damien's face, but he didn't seem to mind, especially not with the banging MILF body pressed against him at the moment.
He could feel the flowery scent oozing out of her, most especially those huge, flesh mounds on her chest, which drowned out the alcohol smell to him.
Besides, he couldn't bring himself to focus on anything else apart from her body, which was just too wonderful for him to resist.
Before he knew it, all the blood in his brain rushed down to his lower region, and it quickly stirred to full mast.
Nora's eyes widened, feeling a strange, thick organ pressing against her torso.
'Is he hiding some kind of weapon in his pants… or is that just… his…' she thought, her breath hitching in her throat.
"What's wrong auntie?" Damien muttered, his lips curling into a smug smirk. "Your face looks flushed."
'Maybe this is the best time… to test out my new skills.' he thought, his eyes twinkling slightly.
[Lust Fingers]
[Author's Note: I will release a Bonus chapter(or two) if this book can reach 20 power stones today.]