Chapter 143 Little Succubus 2
"Shameless!" the knight commander scolded in a low voice, but then carried the person onto a cot covered with a wool blanket.
The holy light chains rattled as they formed an intricate knot around Mu Yan's wrist.
Mu Yan vaguely felt something hard pressing against his thigh. When he opened his eyes, he realized it was the jeweled scabbard. The cool metal slid slowly against his burning skin, bringing an involuntary shiver.
He tried to struggle, but the chains suddenly tightened, forcing him into a kneeling position on the knight's lap.
The scabbard suddenly pressed down on the most sensitive scale at the base of the succubus's tail, and Mu Yan screamed as he straightened his back.
An unfamiliar pleasure surged from a part of my body that had never been touched before, accompanied by a contraction in my lower abdomen, and the lines on my lower abdomen slowly brightened.
It was dark red, and gradually became more and more alluring.
Both the chains and the scabbard were imbued with holy light, which had a natural restraining effect on demons. However, at this moment, the temperature of the chains seemed to ignite a fire within him, making him writhe even more unbearably.
"Have you ever harmed anyone?" Lu Chong asked calmly.
"No, no..."
Mu Yan's eyes reddened, and her tail unconsciously wrapped around Lu Chong's calf, as if she was craving his pity.
However, the knight, who was oblivious to romance, merely glanced down at Mu Yan's soft tail before gripping his scabbard and continuing his actions.
The scabbard was cold, and Mu Yan could clearly feel its texture; every rub made him tremble.
The Holy Light Chains tightened under Lu Chong's control, digging into his skin, yet the pain was mixed with an indescribable pleasure.
Mu Yan had never experienced such torment.
"No...!" He cried and shook his head, but his body defied his will and went to meet him.
"Please, please..."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I... When I left the abyss, I saw someone trying to kill a fawn, and I... I secretly broke his bow..."
There's nothing else... there really is nothing else...
Mu Yan cried violently, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. It was the first time he had ever felt that feeling of losing control of his body, as if an electric current was spreading through his entire body.
If it were him in the future, he would probably feel pleasure because of the succubus's instincts, but right now, Mu Yan just feels that this feeling of being out of control is very strange and makes him particularly afraid.
He didn't know how the Knight Commander would treat him—would he kill him, or throw him into the wilderness?
There are wolves in the wilderness around here; he has heard their howls before.
He will be eaten by wolves.
"Don't cry." Lu Chong sighed softly, cupped his face, and carefully wiped away his tears.
The little monster in front of him trembled slightly, its ears shrinking in fear. The succubus's tail, which resembled a cat's tail, was wrapped around Lu Chong's calf, trembling with fear as well.
How could there be such a cunning little creature?
Lu Chong considered himself to be of firm character. Since joining the Knights at the age of fourteen and taking an oath before the God of Light, he had never done anything to break his oath.
But how could this little thing be so cunning, deceiving me to the point that I could no longer treat it as a monster?
The righteous and noble knight sheathed his sword and embraced the little succubus in his arms, as if he were facing a real boy.
Succubi are extremely sensitive to human emotions. Without even thinking, Mu Yan could sense that the seemingly upright and indifferent knight commander's hostility towards him had completely vanished.
"Is your stomach upset because you haven't eaten for too long?"
After removing his silver armor, the knight commander's naked body appeared before Mu Yan without any concealment. Mu Yan subconsciously turned his head away, refusing to look at the hideous thing.
Instinct seemed to be reminding him that if all he wanted was a good meal, the person in front of him wasn't a good choice for the little succubus's inexperienced body.
“It will hurt a little the first time,” Lu Chong placed a pillow from the cot under the boy. “I’ve cast a silencing spell. If it hurts, just scream and cry. No one will hear you.”
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Mu Yan lay on the knight commander's cot, dressed in dry pajamas, its tail occasionally brushing against the knight commander's calves and hands, as if deliberately causing trouble.
To be precise, he was actually lying on top of the Knight Commander, but he always liked to treat Lu Chong's body as part of the bed, since there wasn't much difference anyway.
The succubus's tail is actually somewhat like a cat's tail, flexible and sensitive. When Lu Chong had bad intentions, he would grab Mu Yan's tail and play with it. Every time, he would make Mu Yan exhausted and cry and pant, vowing that he would never bother Lu Chong with his tail again.
However, Lu Chong didn't have such thoughts at the moment, and Mu Yan wasn't really causing trouble.
Lu Chong knew that he was just very unsure of himself, so he wanted to use this method to get Lu Chong to play with him like before.
"My lord," Mu Yan called softly, "can you really not take me with you?"
Lu Chong remained silent, only shaking his head once more.
“…If only I were a puppy,” Mu Yan suddenly whispered, nuzzling Lu Chong’s neck with her nose. “That way, the adults could put me in their cloaks and take me with them. I could smell the dragon’s breath too, just as well as Buddy.”
Buddy was a military dog kept by the Knights. Lu Chong couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard this, but he couldn't laugh when it was time to leave.
The little succubus's eyes were still red, and her eyelashes were wet and stuck together in clumps.
"If it's heaven, even if the fire of Sodom falls, I will take you with me no matter what."
“...But that’s not it.” Lu Chong sighed and stroked his back, his fingertips tracing his slightly protruding shoulder blades. Even after two years by his side, Mu Yan was still so thin that you could easily touch his shoulder blades. “That’s an abyss that even the holy light can’t illuminate.”
"Perhaps in addition to the black dragon Augustus, even the dark god Nyxros himself will appear there."
Mu Yan suddenly sat up, her reddened eyes staring straight into Lu Chong's eyes.
"Then...then, my lord, cast a sleeping spell on me!" He grabbed the knight's wrist urgently, his nails almost digging into his flesh. "Like...like Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale! Release it when you return, my lord. I...I can wait until you come back..."
Lu Chong frowned and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye with his thumb: "Nonsense."
He began to regret telling Mu Yan too many fairy tales before Mu Yan had developed a proper worldview, which made Mu Yan sometimes unable to distinguish which fairy tale elements also existed in reality and which fairy tale plots could never be realized in reality.
"The story of Sleeping Beauty is fake. If Yan Yan slept all the time and never ate, like the princess in the fairy tale, she would die."
Mu Yan was taken aback, and after realizing what Lu Chong meant, she cried even harder.
“If you’re going to give me away to someone else, sir…” he choked, his tail tightly wrapped around Lu Chong’s waist, almost suffocating him. “Then I’d rather you cast a sleeping spell on me, let me starve to death while I wait, at least… at least I can see you in my dreams!”
"Nonsense!" Lu Chong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously frowned and said fiercely.
Mu Yan hadn't seen Lu Chong angry in a long time. He was startled by the knight commander's expression and tone, and hesitated for a moment before remaining silent.
Realizing that Mu Yan had been frightened, Lu Chong was also a little stunned. He remained silent for a while before gently touching Mu Yan's forehead with his lips.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mean to you."
"I just wanted to say... what if I could come back? What would I do if I came back and found the baby was gone?"
Mu Yan blinked, and tears involuntarily fell.
"I'm not angry with you, I'll never be angry with you, I just..."
With heavy eyelids, Mu Yan fell into a deep sleep before he could finish speaking, thanks to Lu Chong's sleep spell.
As the morning light seeped into the tent, Lu Chong took off the silver cross he never parted with and carefully hung it around Mu Yan's fair and slender neck.
That was a sacred relic bestowed upon him by the former Pope when he was conferred the title of Paladin Commander. The chain still carried his body heat. The cross that Lu Chong wore fit perfectly on the little succubus's collarbone, making it look somewhat bulky.
"Yan Yan, my sweet baby, wait for me to come back."
Half an hour later, the elaborate and magnificent gates of the Vatican slowly opened to the sound of morning prayer bells.
Lu Chong didn't go through the main entrance; instead, he carried Mu Yan over the back wall where no one was and climbed into the Vatican.
Morning light streamed through the stained-glass windows as the Pope read through the scriptures. Today, the Son of God was leading the people in morning prayer, which should have been a rare, undisturbed day of rest for him.
He looked up, somewhat displeased at the uninvited guest, but when he saw the slender boy in the man's arms, his furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
"Is the child sick?" Xie Chen closed the book, his white robe fluttering slightly in the morning breeze. The child in the knight commander's arms looked very thin, as if he were malnourished.
Lu Chong did not answer directly. Xie Chen had no personal relationship with this knight commander and knew that he was usually taciturn, so he thought that he was just anxious and that was why he did not answer his question.
"Let me see." Xie Chen stepped forward and took the child from his arms.
Mu Yan, still asleep, was unaware that the person holding him had changed. He nuzzled against Xie Chen's chest affectionately, his tail unconsciously wrapping around Xie Chen's wrist.
When the heart-shaped tip brushed against the Pope's palm, Xie Chen's fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.
Xie Chen himself found it hard to explain his momentary lapse in concentration. Was it due to the little succubus's natural intimacy, or because the person the leader of the Holy Knights, who symbolized light and justice, had personally handed over to him was not a sick child, but a genuine succubus?
Moreover, she was a succubus whose entire body was permeated with Lu Chong's scent.
The traces of lust seeped from almost every inch of his skin. Even without magic, Xie Chen could imagine how the two had been entwined last night.
Lu Chong was the knight commander personally appointed by the previous pope. He hadn't known Lu Chong for long, but Lu Chong had a distinguished military record and was about to set out to fight the black dragon Augustus. He had assumed that Lu Chong was extremely devout to the God of Light.
Unexpectedly, right at the foot of the Holy City, the commander of the righteous and honorable Knights committed such a vile act.
“Hiding a creature from the abyss is a serious crime,” Xie Chen said coldly. “Lu Chong, are you here to turn yourself in?”
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