The Evil Lord's Wife Has Spirit Blood-Chapter 387

Alexander watched Michelle for a long while before finally doing something.

He reached out and took the baby snake from her.

"This thing could die with a little pressure," he clearly didn’t like the snake.

Michelle’s smile widened.

"Then, you will have to protect it!"

At Michelle’s words, it could clearly be seen that the muscles in Alexander’s arms tightened.

It really looked like he wanted to snap the spine of the creature he was holding.

But he didn’t.

His muscles were tight, but not exerting pressure on the snake.

He locked his gaze on Michelle, the darkness in his eyes taking on a dangerous edge.

At the same time, a cold smile slowly spread over his lips.

He let down the hand holding the snake, and took a step forward so he was just in front of Michelle.

"So, you want a child now?" as he spoke, he moved his other hand to splay his palm over Michelle’s abdomen.

Michelle’s expression froze for a moment.

Initially, she was the one teasing Alexander with the snake, calling him the snake’s father, but he turned the situation back at her.

But his words also made her think about one thing.

"Considering that I’m not exactly a human, nor a monster, would it even be possible for me to have a child?" she said her thoughts out loud.

Alexander removed his hand from Michelle’s abdomen and lifted the snake up again.

Lazily, he used both his hands to wrap the sleek creature around Michelle’s neck.

"We can always work to find out..." his voice was deeper than usual.

Michelle lifted her hand and placed it over Alexander’s face, pushing him away from her.

"Now, don’t get ahead of yourself. There’s time for everything."

Alexander sneered.

"But that still means you want it!"

Michelle lifted a brow at him.

"Wasn’t that quite obvious?"

"Not everything is self-explanatory," Alexander’s expression started returning to mostly normal, no longer caring about the snake.

But still, the talking about a child with Michelle made it so something twisted remained in his eyes.

And it would most probably stay there for a long time. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Michelle frowned at Alexander.

"You are just stupid. With your brains, you could have figured that out."

That jab earned a laugh from Alexander.

"Well, this stupid person will no longer disturb your training!" he bowed in an exaggerated way and moved away in a split second.

Seeing Alexander gone, Michelle let out a chuckle.

Then, with the little snake around her neck, she did return to her training.

Before that, she remembered to send Mare back into her space.

While training, after starting up the machine again, Michelle’s mind was constantly on the snake.

Just how would she take care of it?

Even if one of her contracted beasts, Mare, was a snake, the knowledge she had about snakes was in fact very limited.

Because most of the time, Mare could take care of herself without any problems.

Of course, Michelle knew the basics like the fact that snakes swallowed their food whole, or that they shed their skin and didn’t have thermoregulation.

Naturally, she also knew that some were venomous while others weren’t.

But just that was greatly insufficient to take care of a baby snake.

She had to know how much attention a baby snake needed to grow up.

How often did it need to eat?

How much did it need to eat?

What food to avoid, what to eat often?

And then a few more complicated things.

As the snake grew, it would need to learn to get its own food.

How was Michelle supposed to teach it that?

She didn’t even know what kind of snake it was, so she didn’t know the hunting methods and habits its species had.

The little snake, relaxed around Michelle’s neck, seemed to start waking up as it felt Michelle training.

She was constantly being shot by the machine with spirit energy, simulating punches carrying different force every time.

When a surprisingly powerful strike landed on her abdomen, it would always send a tremor through her body, and that was probably what woke the little snake up.

The tiny creature lifted its head up to see what was going on.

Feeling the movement, Michelle lifted one of her hands to the snake, so it could climb over if it wanted.

And the snake indeed did it.

Quickly, it wrapped around her wrist like a bracelet.

When the snake was nicely settled, Michelle moved her hand to look at it.

"Why did you decide to make a contract with me?" she asked, but she wasn’t really expecting an answer.

It wasn’t possible for a creature so young to be able to talk.

Even if it could somehow respond through the contract, that would be hard to understand.

The little snake tightly wrapped itself around Michelle’s wrist, its wide eyes staring up at her face.

Then, it did something Michelle would never expect.

The tiny beast opened its small jaws and stabbed its fangs into the inner side of her wrist, drawing blood.

"What is the meaning of this?" Michelle frowned a bit.

But she made sure not to flick her hand.

If she did that, one of the strikes from the machine could land on her wrist, hitting the snake.

The snake kept its needle-like fangs stabbed into Michelle’s wrist, its eyes still locked on her face.

Michelle really couldn’t figure out what it was trying to do.

Did it want to taste the poison in her blood?

Or did it taste her Spirit Soul Blood once, so it wanted to drink it again?

Just what was going on?

To have time to process what was going on with the snake, Michelle once again went to turn off the machine.

Since the snake appeared, she constantly had trouble with it.

So it seemed it would be a while before she would be able to train again properly.

The beast on her wrist would definitely keep her occupied for a while.

After turning off the machine, Michelle sat down on the ground and looked at the snake biting her wrist.

"Little one, let go of my wrist..." it was an order, but Michelle’s voice was still calm, not really pressuring.

Only if the snake didn’t listen would she change her tone.

And the snake didn’t listen, making her eyes flicker.

"Don’t make me repeat myself!" she was sure the snake could understand and comprehend her words.

With just a bit of authority in her voice, the snake pulled its fangs out of her flesh and clamped its mouth shut.

"Good..." Michelle nodded, satisfied.

"Now, what is this about?" she sighed.

She knew communicating with the creature would be difficult.

Especially since it clearly wasn’t listening to her, its attention fixed on her bleeding wrist.

Just a while ago it was deadly scared of her blood, so why was it suddenly so fixated on it?

Oh, how Michelle felt like reading the snake’s memories.

But she decided against it because she didn’t know what effect it could have on a baby.

And the little snake had clearly already suffered enough while the contract got formed.

Back then, it was clear that parts of Michelle’s memories were implemented into its tiny brain.

"Nod if you can understand me," Michelle finally flicked its head to get its attention away from her blood.

The little snake turned to her and nodded.

"Then I will ask you some questions and you nod for yes and shake head for no. Understood?"

The snake nodded, making her smile a bit.

It was smart.

So Michelle started with the questions.

"Are you scared of me?"

The snake shook its head.

"Are you scared of my blood?"

Another shake.

"Does my blood smell nice?"

When the snake shook its head to that, Michelle lifted a brow.

Then why was it so focused on her blood?

"Are you interested in my blood?"

The snake finally nodded.

And Michelle genuinely wanted to ask why that was.

"Is it because of the poison in my blood?"

Another head shake.

"Is it the sweet scent?"

The response was a clear no.

"Did it taste nice when you first licked it?"

No again.

Michelle continued asking the snake questions for a long time, but it led to nowhere.

So, finally, she changed the topic.

"Are you hungry? Want to eat something?"

When the snake nodded, she was a bit satisfied that she could guess at least something.

"Nod if you want raw meat, and shake your head if cooked."

When the snake nodded Michelle added another question.

"Nod for monster meat, shake head for beast meat."

The answer was beast meat.

"I’ll get you something. Now rest."

Michelle picked the snake up and had it wrap around her neck.

That was the safest spot where to keep it.

Her neck was vital for her, so she always protected it.

There, the snake wouldn’t get hurt.

If she kept it on her wrist, things could go wrong.

What if she got into a fight and the snake got hurt?

Or, with how she knew herself, not used to having a snake to take care of, Michelle could end up doing some kind of experiment which could result in the snake hurting if it was at her wrist.

But since she always protected her neck, the risk was radically reduced.