Succubus Prison

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"stand up."

Upon hearing the command, Iberia immediately raised her hips, squatted down with her back straight, and curled her hands up, placing them loosely in front of her chest. Because her joints were now reversed, even with her beautiful form, she gave El the feeling of some kind of large animal.

"Alright, that's enough." El simply wanted to try it out to satisfy his curiosity, nothing more.

However, Iberia took the initiative to come closer, gently rubbing her smooth and delicate body against his pants. Al reached out and touched her cheek, and her body trembled slightly at his touch.

"Do you like it when your owner plays with you like this?"

Seeing her blush and nod, looking at him with longing eyes, El laughed and commanded, "Bark!"

Iberia tried to roar like before, but the sound she made was quite cute, "Awoo~" Her eyes widened instantly, her pretty face turned bright red, and she looked helplessly at El.

Al smiled and said, "Everyone's vocal cord structure is unique, therefore, everyone has their own unique voice. Come here."

He then grasped her slender neck and activated the magic of physical transformation.

After the light faded, Iberia was able to let out a deep roar again, which excited her. However, El said, "Don't shout too loudly, or you'll disturb the neighbors. If you're really excited, then run a couple of laps."

Upon hearing the command, she immediately ran around the room twice in a manner similar to a female dog, her snow-white buttocks and round breasts swaying and tracing beautiful arcs that made one's heart itch. After running, she obediently squatted by the bed and licked her master's hand with her little tongue.

El laughed and said, "You really think of yourself as a little dog, huh? Then come and lick your master's genitals here."

Iberia's cheeks flushed red. She was just used to the position of a female dog and was not a real slutty female dog. Nevertheless, she still crawled between her master's legs and took the thing into her mouth. Because she had never had any experience in this area before, she was not skilled and her teeth often scraped against each other.

El pinched her chin, patted her cheek, and said helplessly, "Okay, stop biting me."

"Ugh..." She groaned twice, spat out what was in her mouth, and continued to find a place to lie down, occasionally stealing glances at El.

Chapter 103 Three-Way Battle

It was late at night, in the sewers of the capital city.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dark brown, rusty pipes, followed by a large number of slimes scattered everywhere. They wriggle around in clumps of slime and mud, making unpleasant chirping noises.

Filth, stench, and slime—this environment is a collection of all the elements that women find physiologically repulsive.

In order to hunt down the remaining blood beasts, El had no choice but to lead the scarlet succubi, or more accurately, the lustful succubi, into this place.

Before them, the law enforcement officers led by Mirei had already begun a large-scale search. Mirei keenly noticed that these blood beasts would often damage the original pipes when they dug, so they only needed to search the areas where the malfunctions had occurred recently, which greatly narrowed down the search area.

Even so, their search speed and efficiency were far inferior to El's.

Following the unique scent in the air and guided by the crimson power, El and his group perfectly avoided Mirei's enforcement team and ventured deep into the sewers, which was also the true "nest" of the blood beasts.

The place was filled with an almost tangible stench of blood, even more suffocating than the stench outside. Moreover, the sound of boots splattering on the thick layer of fleshy, fungal-like material on the ground was utterly nauseating.

El's goal was very clear. Following several large holes that were obviously newly dug, he walked deeper and finally stopped in front of an archway made of huge ribs and congealed blood. The aura emanating from the archway was the source of the scarlet divine power that Eliza had sensed.

They sneaked in silently.

The blasphemous scene before him caused El's pupils to contract slightly. The interior space was not particularly large and the structure was very simple. In the center was a deep pool of blood, in which viscous blood was constantly churning.

On the fleshy fungal carpet surrounding the pool, several "blood cocoons" of varying sizes hung. Some of the cocoons were relatively quiet, and the twisted and curled human figures inside could be vaguely seen. The bat wings and tails that originally belonged to succubi could be seen. Their heads were deforming, and their bones were displaced and recombining. Their heads were deforming, and their bones and muscles were recombining, seemingly undergoing an unimaginable transformation of flesh and blood.

Thick blood vessels, like an umbilical cord, connect the blood pool and the blood cocoon, continuously supplying the divine power and life essence contained in the warm bed into the cocoon.

At the edge and corners of the blood pool, there were some torn or shriveled membranes scattered around, next to which were even more shocking things—the corpses of succubi that had failed to be transformed.

With their arrival, more cocoons have begun to hatch ahead of schedule and are shaking violently.

Seeing this hellish scene, El's expression hardened. It was almost predictable that the longer the transformation took, the more troublesome the blood beasts that hatched inside would be. He couldn't waste any more time.

So he immediately ordered the succubi, "Each succubus, go find your corresponding blood beast!"

In this brief moment, several blood beasts emerged from their cocoons. Their forms were even more ferocious than those defeated by Eliza and Nara. Their bodies were no longer covered in blood-red scales, but instead were covered with a layer of dark red keratinous exoskeleton, and their mouths were split into three lobes. These newly born blood beasts quickly engaged in battle with El's subordinates.

Some were quickly killed, while others were knocked down and rendered incapacitated. However, not all blood beasts were so easily defeated. In El's sight, the forepaw of a slightly larger blood beast swept across with immense force. The "blood hound" that was hit only let out a short, mournful cry before being sent flying like a rag doll. It crashed heavily to the ground with a "bang," immediately collapsing, blood gushing from its wounds.

Upon seeing this, El immediately initiated the [Blood Offering Ritual]. After the succubus was healed, she did not hesitate at all, spread her bat wings, and quickly joined the battle.

The entire space descended into a chaotic and disorderly battle, and behind them, Mirei and her enforcers had caught up. Nara, standing in the shadows at the archway entrance, was the first to spot their arrival.

"Platinum Hounds are joining in the fun too..." Nara's lips curled into a cold smile as she pulled out a magic scroll from her bosom—this was the [Group Dream Spell] personally written by Freya. After being empowered by the power of lust, it became the [Group Erotic Dream Spell], which was the very method they had previously used to control nobles by holding lustful gatherings.

The instant she tore the scroll apart, the running law enforcement officers suddenly felt their bodies pause for a moment, their minds became sluggish, they couldn't concentrate, and their eyelids became extremely heavy.

In a blank mind, only physical desires appear vividly, as if leaping off the page.

It's so hot, my body feels so hot.

Mireille trembled, her eyes filled with disbelief, and her breathing became hot.

Despite releasing the [Dispel] spell twice and drinking a bottle of Panacea, even with such a swift and accurate response, the influence of lust could not be eliminated.

What exactly is going on?

This impure and lewd desire, acting on its own initiative, arouses me, Queen, at a time like this…

That's right, Chief, she's right. The Lustful Gathering has also appeared here. This was all part of their conspiracy!

As the team leader, I should have reminded everyone to be vigilant...

However it was too late.

Under the influence of the most powerful of the Seven Deadly Sins—Lust—Mirei was no longer able to think. Her mind was filled with thoughts of touching her own body, of having fingers caress her most sensitive areas, of wanting a man's hot and thick member...

They all fell onto the fleshy carpet, their hands reaching between their thighs like a group of wanton prostitutes, stroking their shapely, pert buttocks or grabbing the base of their breasts and kneading them vigorously.

Nara narrowed her eyes, leaning on her scythe as she approached her. Killing them now would be incredibly easy, but she knew that doing so would only anger her master. Unlike Eliza, she didn't have a penchant for torture, so she decided to avoid it.

But we can't just let them off so easily; we have to at least put on an act, otherwise they'll definitely be suspected.

So she retaliated by scratching insulting words like "sow" and "bitch" on Mireille and the others' faces and bodies with her sharp nails.

These minor injuries are easy to treat, but Nara is looking forward to the interesting expressions on those annoying guys' faces when they see these words in the mirror.

That would probably cause them more pain than killing them!

"Praise be to the scarlet, long live the bloodlust."

Chapter 104 Wrong Revenge

Inside the blood pool, the fierce battle between the crimson succubus and the blood beast had lasted for the time it takes to eat a meal. When the commotion gradually subsided, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered on the fleshy carpet, and two blood hounds were seriously injured. Although they had won the battle, their chests had been torn open.

This dogfight ended in a brutal manner.

"Retreat!" El decisively ordered.

If we don't leave now, we'll all be doomed once the main force of law enforcement catches up.

The moment he led the scarlet succubus out of the bone archway, the archway collapsed with a roar, as if it had already completed its mission.

The person in charge of blocking Nara stepped forward, standing there somewhat nervously, not daring to say a word.

"Ah, ahh, um..."

A series of lewd moans echoed from nearby, and El noticed that many female law enforcement officers, lost in lustful dreams, were lying on the fleshy carpet.

The usually dignified and authoritative senior, Mireille, was now convulsing violently, her waist arching dramatically, and a stream of lewd fluid was flowing continuously between her legs, like a human female orgasm, soaking the uniform of the scales and sword that symbolized the majesty of the law.

The power of lust has taken over Mirei's dreams, and the lewd scenes she witnessed in prison not long ago have had a tremendous impact on her mind.

In her dream, she had transformed into a heinous criminal, living in the lewd hell of the "Warden," who was actually El. She personally experienced desire, excitement, climax, and twisted love. Her brain was destroyed along with the sweet afterglow, and sad tears streamed down her pretty cheeks.

"I am a despicable slut with a lewd body, and everything I am is for the purpose of atonement."

This psychological suggestion was deeply imprinted in the minds of all the law enforcement officers, and could never be erased.

El wasn't a heartless villain, and seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, especially after noticing that Nara had crookedly carved insulting words on their faces and bodies, which left him speechless.

As my sister said, a criminal is a criminal. Once a criminal, always a criminal. Their twisted mentality is caused by their living environment over a long period of time, and it cannot be completely reversed in a short time.

It seems the punishment was too lenient!

He glared coldly at Nara, but didn't say much. After all, now was not the time to pursue responsibility. Besides, it was his order to stop them at all costs, and he had personally made the magic scroll and given it to Nara.

"Take them with you."

Eliza asked with some surprise, "Master, are you planning to find a place to properly enjoy their bodies?"

El replied somewhat impatiently, "I'm busy and don't have time to play role-playing games with them. I'll leave this to you. Try not to hurt them. Just lock them up somewhere and then let them escape."

"Master, he must be angry, right?" Eliza's first reaction was confusion. She silently guessed, "Why? Is it because our fight just now wasn't clean and efficient enough?"

As a Crimson Succubus approaching the sixth rank and a former Blood Priestess, she is proficient in various murderous spells and possesses formidable combat power. However, her cold and vicious nature makes it difficult for her to perceive El's subtle psychological changes. She doesn't understand those convoluted moral dilemmas; she only knows that if she finds an opportunity to perform oral sex on her master later, he will probably relax and become less angry.

……

Why? How did things turn out this way?

Millie was not fully conscious, but she was trying to recall what had happened—that she and her comrades had ventured into the depths of the sewers, disregarding the filth, to deal with those damned killer monsters.

Due to their unfamiliarity with the environment, some squads failed to keep up in time, which did result in a shortage of manpower when they fought the enemy. However, this is not a reason for them to be defeated by the enemy's evil magic after just one encounter.

Have we been defeated? And where are we?

It seemed to be an empty warehouse. Mirei pondered silently. Although she smelled a bit bad, fresh air seemed to be flowing in continuously, so there was no risk of suffocation. The temperature was neither cold nor hot.

Even though… she gritted her teeth, forcing herself to concentrate and continue thinking, she wouldn’t feel cold even if she were stripped naked and kept in a humiliating, completely naked position.

Since there was no light source nearby, but moonlight was filtering through the cracks in the wall, it was possible to roughly determine that it was still night.

I wanted to move around a bit, but my arms and legs were tied up with ropes, so I was hanging in mid-air.

Do you think you can trap me like this? You underestimate me.

Mirei sneered. She took a deep breath, held it, brought her legs together, and engaged her abdominal muscles. Then, she swung upwards like a pendulum, using her core strength to control her body as she swung forward. When she reached the right angle, she seized the opportunity to bite the rope, and with a sharp snap, the restraints on her wrists came off.

In an instant, she fell from mid-air like a puppet with its strings cut, then adjusted her posture in mid-air with the agility of a cat, her naked body hitting the cold, hard ground with a dull thud, before finally landing gracefully.

If she had wings, the process would probably be much easier.

Even though Senior Mirei was in a terrible state, she had put on a rough burlap sack to barely cover her naked body. Her beautiful face was covered with sweat and dirt, but her eyes were surprisingly bright, piercing through the darkness, with flames of revenge burning in her pupils.

First, rescue the others and retrieve my sword. Next, it's time to execute those bastards!

Her determination to avenge herself on the sex gathering and wash away her shame made her fearless, completely unaware that she had fallen into the trap for the second time.

With her keen observation of the environment and amazing agility, Millie stealthily navigated the warehouse and quickly found her colleagues, who were also imprisoned and whose bodies were weak from multiple orgasms. She used the key she found on the ground to open the door that bound them.

The rescued law enforcement officers were still in shock, or rather, still feeling unsatisfied, but Mirei saw through the darkness the ugly scars Nara had left on them, and a surge of intense grief and indignation instantly ignited her last remaining rationality.

"Kill them!" Someone roared first, and this became the starting point for the operation.

Led by Millie, the revenge squad set the entire warehouse ablaze.

However, they were completely unaware that the land beneath their feet actually belonged to the "Greedy Merchant Guild".

Chapter 105 The end of the hero

The goddess of time gently moved the hands of the clock backward a little, and time arrived at the moment when El and his party had just emerged from underground.

In the short time he spent traveling, he refined his somewhat immature idea, and an even more insidious plan took shape in his mind.

Eliza was ordered to carry out the plan to divert the trouble eastward, while El activated [Teleportation], and they split into two groups and parted ways.

Unlike the quiet and somber atmosphere of the industrial and civilian districts, the Marquis de Rhine's mansion in the upper town was filled with festive joy.

Nina was standing on the spacious and bright terrace of the mansion, wearing a well-tailored white nightgown, her long blue hair tied up, revealing the beautiful lines of her neck. She held a glass of fine wine in her hand, but her gaze was fixed on the maids who had been busy all night in the courtyard below—they were carrying cases of top-quality red wine from the cellar for the upcoming Dionysian festival.

As she was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard a gentle voice behind her without warning: "Good evening, Si Nu."

Nina froze instantly, whirled around, the red wine in her glass sloshing slightly and splashing onto her hand. A look of surprise flashed across her pretty face. She quickly put down the glass and rushed towards him, excitedly calling out, "Master?"

El deliberately avoided her embrace, his face showing undisguised exhaustion. He sighed softly and then showed her the sewer stains and dried dark red bloodstains on his cloak.

Nina, whose heart and eyes were completely focused on him, belatedly realized what was happening and almost jumped up in alarm, "Are you injured?"

"Don't worry, this isn't my blood." El explained simply, then said softly, "Time is of the essence. I've come to let you know that the next gathering will be moved up. I urgently need lust right now. Also, be prepared to fight against greed."

Nina was stunned. She bit her lip and forced herself to calm down. In a few breaths, she almost regained the composure befitting a marquis's daughter, but the shock in her heart was hard to completely subside.

She knew, of course, that El's goal was to ascend the pink throne, but she didn't expect that day to come so soon. Was this the beginning of a war against greed?

Every businessman knows that beneath the fair and competitive free market of the capital lies a golden giant spider that truly controls the empire's economic network, and its name is—"The Greedy Merchant Guild".

The Greedy Chamber of Commerce is not a publicly registered business guild, but a tightly structured club whose influence far exceeds that of a normal chamber of commerce.

Its members are involved in almost all commercial and trade sectors of the empire, from rare magical crystal mines to daily necessities like food and bread. Their presence can be seen in sea routes, land transportation, and even smuggling.

In a sense, Her Majesty's treasury is insignificant compared to the vast pool of funds of the Greedy Merchant Guild.