Chapter 151 Extra: The Little Succubus 10
The wind, carrying the unique scent of the wilderness, howled through the wild grass, carrying the neighing of warhorses to faraway places.
The knight's holy sword blazed with a blazing white flame, its blade pointing directly at the black dragon hovering in the sky.
This is the northern border of the Mia Continent, a place sparsely populated for centuries. This is the first time here that there has been so much noise besides the sound of the wind.
"After the fall of the Dark God, didn't you go with him?" the knight said. "Now, why have you appeared on the continent of Mia to wreak havoc on the human world?"
"Augustus, the black dragon who claims to be loyal only to Nix Ross, shouldn't you be going to hell with your god forever? Is this how you treat your god?"
The black dragon let out a deep roar, and then transformed into a human form amidst the churning black mist.
He was a tall, slender man with black hair and black eyes. In fact, he could be described as handsome, but his aura was so enigmatic that people often overlooked this.
The paladin's attack did leave marks on him, but his frivolous expression made it go unnoticed.
He lazily landed on the ground and glanced at Lu Chong indifferently.
"If it weren't for some ignorant little devil who insisted on waking me up, I wouldn't want to stay in this world without Prince Nix Ross."
"Honestly, instead of attacking me, why not clean up your Holy City, which is riddled with infiltration? You've offended someone, maybe the Holy Son, or someone even higher up. Someone hates you and is deliberately trying to kill you, which is why they've come to awaken me."
“Awakening me isn’t something just any believer can do; it requires something from your Holy City. The one above is determined to kill you all, and I’m just trying to protect myself.”
The man yawned lazily.
“To have a monster deceive everyone and become the Holy Son or the Pope,” he chuckled softly. “Should I say he has amazing perseverance, or should I say you are all as stupid as pigs?”
Lu Chong's expression hardened.
Saint He Fan's origins are indeed unknown, and I don't remember when I offended him. However, if he is indeed a demon who was once an enemy of the Holy Knights, then it makes sense that he awakened the black dragon Augustus to take the lives of the Knights members.
However, Lu Chong quickly raised his sword again.
Cleansing up the Vatican was Xie Chen's task, and his responsibility was to kill the black dragon before him.
Lu Chong silently chanted an incantation, and holy light transformed into chains, instantly binding and suppressing the humanoid black dragon beneath them. The chains pierced through his shoulders, leaving two bloody holes from which blood flowed incessantly, a gruesome and terrifying sight.
Despite not dodging his attack, Augustus did not crumble. Instead, he chuckled softly, his black pupils slightly contracting.
“But since we’re already awake, we should at least have some fun.” He took a step forward, the chains binding him rattling. “…How about the paladin shares his little succubus with me?”
"Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, lust."
"Although this is last in the list, if it's that little succubus, it's definitely more interesting than anything before it. You share her with me, and I've found something more meaningful than killing, so naturally I won't let it go."
"And you should know succubi better than I do. They fall in love with people so easily, just like he fell in love with you. Do you think if there really is a God of Light, he might be like a succubus—passionate, gentle, and loving everyone?"
"Shut up!" Lu Chong roared, his eyes instantly turning icy cold. "He loves me... Even if he falls in love with someone else, I will still be special to him, one of a kind in the world."
“Because he doesn’t love you,” Lu Chong said after only two or three seconds, quickly regaining his composure. “You wouldn’t understand his feelings for me.”
...
On June 12th, we arrived at the Black Dragon's Lair. Your Majesty, how is Yan Yan? He's a bit light on sleep and needs to be held to fall asleep in unfamiliar places.
On June 15th, the first battle with the Black Dragon took place. The Black Dragon was wounded, and the victory was achieved. His Holiness the Pope told Yan Yan that he missed her too.
On June 16th, have the wounded been received by the Holy City? Continue the campaign against the Black Dragon. Your Majesty, is Yan Yan alright?
According to the battle report, until June 22nd, the knights fighting against the black dragon Augustus were evenly matched with him, and even had a slight advantage.
The battle situation suddenly changed on June 22nd. The number of wounded soldiers and warhorses sent back to the Holy City by the magic array increased dramatically. On one day, the commander who delivered the message was changed from Lu Chong to the former deputy commander of the Knights.
Mu Yan's hand holding the letter trembled slightly. He no longer had time to delve into why Xie Chen had kept Lu Chong's letter from him.
June 22nd, the day the Knights began their retreat, the day He Fan took his silver cross, was also the day the anonymous evil god stopped appearing in his dreams.
is that so……
Is that why?
Was it because I was too selfish and didn't want to have nightmares anymore that I caused so many knights to get hurt?
Mu Yan went to He Fan's place and stole back the silver cross pendant that originally belonged to Lu Chong.
The edge of the cross was deeply embedded in his palm. Mu Yan gripped the pendant tightly and returned to the room Xie Chen had prepared for him, where he waited quietly for the night to arrive.
He asked the demon's name, and he killed the nightmare.
Lu Chong and the others can go home now.
Hurry up, fall asleep quickly.
After falling asleep, you can go find that evil god in your dreams.
But the more he tried to fall asleep, the less he could. Mu Yan kicked his leg in frustration, but a hot hand grabbed his ankle.
"Why are you still kicking off the blankets?" the man said with a light laugh.
When Mu Yan saw the man suddenly standing at the head of her bed, she was so startled that she trembled all over, even though she had been prepared.
He came to find me... but wasn't it supposed to be through dreams?
Or is it that all those lewd and absurd dreams I've had all along were real?
"Long time no see, were you waiting for me?" the man asked with a smile.
"I'm hungry."
Mu Yan produced a lie that he had prepared beforehand.
"I had a fight with Xie Chen, and he won't let me go to His Highness the Holy Son, I..."
“Am I just a backup option?” the man sighed wistfully. “That’s really sad.”
The man narrowed his black, snake-like vertical pupils, and gently gripped his chin with his fingers, forcing him to tilt his face up.
Mu Yan fell into his arms, her knees resting between his legs, her lips almost touching his Adam's apple.
"No, no, I miss you too... Every time, those shadows of yours make me feel...so comfortable..." Mu Yan's face was almost completely flushed, and her voice grew softer and softer.
His tone was so lacking in confidence that even Mu Yan himself would find it hard to believe he wasn't lying.
Why is he so useless? He can't even do such a simple thing right. He really is the most useless succubus in the world.
"You really are something, not even bothering to put in a single effort to lie." The man chuckled, his fingertips stroking the back of his neck with a pressure that was both a warning and indulgence. "What about your behavior right now makes it seem like you miss me?"
"I really miss you..." Mu Yan said hesitantly, her voice low and somewhat embarrassed.
He slowly untied the sash of his robe, and the silk slipped down, revealing large expanses of pale skin.
The man's gaze fell on him, and as if burned, he instinctively wanted to look away.
Mu Yan's waist arched involuntarily, as if she were trying to snuggle into the man's arms.
He gasped for breath again, and his eyes began to moisten.
That's how a succubus's body is; she can easily obtain pleasure.
The man's patience, though limited, soon ran out. He suddenly grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and pulled him roughly in front of him.
Mu Yan fell completely into his arms. Before she could react, he grabbed her waist and pressed her down onto the bed.
His palms were burning hot, as if he wanted to brand a special mark on Mu Yan's waist with his palm lines. His breathing was also very heavy, hot and hot, blowing into Mu Yan's ear.
"Do you really enjoy playing like this?"
"Other men treat you like this."
"Do you feel pleasure too?"
"...I see."
The coolness of the metal made Mu Yan's eyes widen suddenly, and he couldn't help but gasp softly.
"you……!"
"Shh," the man whispered, "I've said it before, naughty children will be punished."
Mu Yan trembled all over, like a fish nailed to a chopping board.
"Take it out..." He struggled to grab the man's wrist, but it was easily held down and pressed above his head.
"……you!"
Black Dragon lowered his eyes to admire his reddened eyes, while his other hand slowly stroked his tense waist.
Mu Yan bit her lip, her whole body trembling.
The man always brought him to the brink of collapse at just the right moment, only to cruelly stop him at the last instant.
"Ugh..." Mu Yan let out a cry that was almost a sob.
"Let go...please..."
“Baby, so pitiful.” The man chuckled softly, and Mu Yan’s skin flushed pink. “But you’re also so beautiful.”
The little succubus who had walked right into the trap was utterly pitiful. The man felt the violent trembling beneath his palm, as if he were caressing a beautiful butterfly struggling on the verge of death.
However, the name uttered by the unconscious succubus in the next second completely froze his smile on his face.
"Lu Chong... please..."
"No, please stop bullying me..."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment. The man's movements stopped abruptly, and his black vertical pupils narrowed into thin lines, like the eyes of a snake.
"Mu Yan, do you know who I am?"
Mu Yan's eyes were glistening with tears, incredibly beautiful. The little succubus, chasing after pleasure, seemed oblivious to the danger, still trying to rub against Shang Qiyue's palm, hoping to derive pleasure from it.
"...Your Majesty?...Xiao Fan, yes, I'm sorry..."
"Waaah... Yes, I'm sorry, please let me... whoever it is, please."
Mu Yan tilted her head back, her Adam's apple bobbing, and tears welled up in her eyes.
It's so painful, even though I was so close to bliss.
But it's like being suspended on the edge of a cliff, cut off from the summit, never able to experience the joy of reaching the top.
Mu Yan had forgotten his original purpose; he just desperately wanted to end this as soon as possible.
Why did you do this to him...?
"who I am?"
“…You’re a bad person, a villain…” Mu Yan cried and gasped as she broke down, “…How would I know your name? You’re the worst, the worst villain.”
"Shang Qiyue," the man said, emphasizing each word.
"Now you know, you're not allowed to call out other men's names anymore."
The demon's true name is its greatest and most fatal weakness, and should never be revealed to anyone.
“…Shang Qiyue,” Mu Yan called softly.
"Shang Qiyue, please help me..."
The demon named Shang Qiyue looked down at him and finally took pity on him and released him from his restraints.
The overwhelming pleasure almost drowned Mu Yan, and he convulsed for a full half minute in the overwhelming wave.
...It turns out his real name is Shang Qiyue.
Mu Yan completely lost consciousness.
Shang Qiyue caught his exhausted body and licked away the tear stains from the corners of his eyes.
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