Wait, this isn't right, is it?

"If it's a professor... I, I can do it..."

"..."

Hene looked at Victor with a hint of shyness. The blanket seemed to fall off unconsciously, revealing her fair shoulders, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

Viktor closed his eyes.

What's the point of pressing it down?

A pure and beautiful girl who only has eyes for you is truly irresistible.

but……

He opened his eyes again, stood up, and his gaze was perfectly clear again.

"Henry".

"Uh-huh?"

Like a flustered fawn, she hurriedly looked up at Viktor, seemingly both panicked and expectant.

"At least for now, I won't accept you."

"..."

As she finished speaking, Hennie's gaze gradually dimmed.

Although Henney always knew.

She never had any expectations.

She was well aware of the gap between herself and the professor, so she only needed to secretly admire him.

Henney likes the professor, but she won't make things difficult for him because of her.

Even if it's just secretly liking him, liking him for a lifetime.

Even she herself wouldn't know.

When did a succubus become so loyal?

Wait a moment?

Herni's eyes regained some of their light.

Did Professor Victor just say that...?

At least for now?

She looked up at Viktor in disbelief, only to see his usual indifference.

"You are very weak. You can't even be called a mage right now."

"At least try to catch up with me."

She stared blankly at Victor, but the next second, a long, black robe fell onto her face, burying her.

With her vision completely blocked, Heni could no longer see Victor. She tried to pull open her robe, but only heard Victor's voice.

"Put your clothes on properly, and don't forget you have something to report to me."

After leaving those words, all that was heard was the sound of a door opening and closing.

By the time Henney pulled open her robe, Victor had already left the room.

But a sense of happiness lingered in Henney's heart, and she seemed to still retain Victor's words in her memory.

"Catch up with...Professor Victor?"

As the most renowned genius mage, Viktor had already reached the fourth level at a young age.

Can she do it...?

However, after the feeling of happiness subsided, the magic within me began to surge like the sea.

This gradually strengthening magic seemed to be proving something to Hene.

Catching up with Viktor is not an impossible task.

Hene picked up the robe and cheered herself up.

In fact, Viktor was unaware that the succubus possessed another unique trait that players would never discover.

That is, once a succubus has chosen a member of the opposite sex, she will never give up on them.

She will keep chasing this goal, hold onto him, and never let go, even if it means death.

Until this body withers away.

"I can do it, I definitely can!"

...

As Victor stepped outside, Raven was dozing on the handrail at the top of the stairs.

Without saying a word, Victor walked over to Vega's side.

He grabbed its neck.

The crow was startled awake, its one eye widening as if it were suffocating!

"Let go, Viktor! Let go! Are you trying to suffocate me...? Yeah, right!"

Vega gave a teasing look and easily broke free from Victor's grasp.

It flew to Victor's shoulder and preened its feathers with some dissatisfaction—it said its feathers were very beautiful.

Well, after all, it's hard to understand a crow's aesthetic sense.

Soon, Vega, having straightened his feathers, mocked Viktor in a very unpleasant tone:

"What, our Lord Victor finished so quickly?"

Even disregarding the time spent undressing, it's only been five minutes, isn't that a bit...?

Vega looked Viktor up and down, his eyes full of mockery.

Sometimes I really want to tear your beak apart.

Viktor responded calmly to Vega and walked straight towards the study.

Upon hearing this, Vega did not shut up; instead, he laughed even more unrestrainedly, his two wings covering his belly as he chattered and laughed.

"No way, between being a beast and being worse than a beast, you actually chose the latter?"

"Are you impotent?"

Victor ignored it and continued walking on his own.

Vega got more and more excited as he talked, and towards the end he was even chuckling.

"Hey, she's a succubus, there's always a day when she can't hold on anymore."

"You can't believe a succubus would never... right?"

Viktor stopped and looked down at Vega.

“Since she is Henney, she will only obey my orders.”

"A succubus that is too weak cannot withstand the magic power of a fourth-tier mage; indulging in pleasure will only harm her."

"Therefore, she needs to become stronger."

Vega was a little confused when it heard this, but soon it understood what Victor meant, and a strong sense of cunning appeared in its eyes.

"You can even exploit the aspirations of those around you. Should I call you cold-hearted or praise you for your foresight?"

Victor ignored it, leaving only Vega's voice echoing in his ears:

"I hope that when the time comes, you won't drag me into your schemes."