Chapter 193: Gift (9)

“It’s been a while-.”

A languid voice echoed from beyond the door, accompanied by a surge of demonic energy. Isabel stiffened involuntarily and took a step back, while Elena took out a new teacup from the kitchen. Rat Trap reached into her pocket, but relaxed her guard again at Sophia’s gesture, and Taffy, who had been sleeping in the attic, peeked out and came down.

“Evan.”

I signaled to Taffy that everything was fine, then placed my hand on Kelly’s shoulder.

“Nngh…!”

Kelly wore a mortified expression, but she had no right to resist. In a way, we had a sex battle, and Kelly had been utterly defeated by me. Even if I didn’t make the loser my thrall, as long as she was in this mansion, Kelly had to obey me.

“Oh my, have you two made up? It’s nice to see you getting along.”

Milia smiled contentedly, looking at the docile Kelly. Her decadent eyes and the smirk playing on her lips revealed pure joy. Kelly exclaimed in a flustered tone at Milia’s remark.

“N-no! That’s a misunderstanding! I-it’s not like that!”

Just as she was about to make excuses, I slipped my hand inside Kelly’s pants and poked her butt with my finger. Her anus, now like a second vagina, sent waves of hot pleasure the moment my finger touched it.

“Ughooooot…! Ah…! Aagk…!”

Kelly collapsed, losing all strength in her back as she stood, her body slumping forward, and I grinned at Milia while massaging her rear. Every time I moved my fingers, Kelly’s back twitched, and her eyes rolled back.

“Ughok…! Ugh…! Ah…! Aah…!”

Milia seemed amused by Kelly’s drastic change. She conjured a chair with magic, sat down, and stroked Kelly’s fallen head, saying,

“It’s a shame she developed a weakness, but this cute side is refreshing too?”

“M-Milia-nim…! M-my appearance like this…! Ughoooook!”

Before she could say anything else, I thrust my finger in again.

As I continued to stimulate her sensitive anus, Kelly couldn’t bear the pleasure and climaxed. The freshly changed pants she wore to meet Milia were now stained with her love juice, and her collapsed body lay sprawled in a vulgar pose, only managing to pant.

Milia took a deep breath, seemingly surprised by Kelly’s state. Her large breasts, rising and falling gently, made one want to bury themselves within. After her chest, which had heaved like a predator’s lungs several times, settled, Milia looked at me with a slightly flushed face.

I returned her smile, and Milia, barely catching her breath, said,

“Impressive. How skilled are you at night?”

“The best of the best. I’m the King of Incubuses.”

“It seems so. Truly… I’m really looking forward to it.”

Milia forced down her lingering excitement and responded to my words. Sophia stood between Milia and me, wagging her tail, and Elena carefully offered Milia some tea. Milia accepted the teacup and nodded slightly, saying,

“Thank you.”

Milia savored the tea’s aroma and smiled. I helped the collapsed Kelly back up and sat her down like a doll. Kelly still stared blankly at the ceiling, trembling slightly. I stroked her back and asked Milia,

“Milia. So, what’s the next plan? Are you marrying me now?”

Milia put down her teacup and shook her head. Sex and marriage were important matters, but not urgent enough to set aside other serious issues. Milia soothed me, like reining in furiously galloping horses.

“The most important and happy event should happen only after everything else is concluded, shouldn’t it?”

“After we eliminate the hero’s party and gain complete control over everything.”

“I agree with that. So, who do you want to deal with first?”

I nodded with a smile. As she said, we had no need to rush. The enemies couldn’t guess our scale or our objectives. They probably didn’t even suspect that demons were lurking to harm them.

“Mobius.”

Milia named the Grand Sage who ruled the Magic Tower. A great mage who wielded a massive staff and used destructive magic. According to rumors, the army guarding the Demon King’s castle was split in half by a single spell of his, and monsters disloyal to the Demon King fled immediately upon witnessing his power. Furthermore, it was his magic that destroyed the Demon King’s castle gates, and he played a significant role in blocking the Demon King’s powerful destructive spells. The story of Mobius once being scorned in the Magic Tower was adapted and transformed into heartwarming tales about how even genius mages started out unremarkable.

“You’re naming a very fearsome individual. Do you have something prepared?”

“I’m sending my succubi and the children brainwashed at the academy to Mobius. These children will create a map of the Magic Tower for me and inform me about the experiments conducted inside.”

“Scary.”

While we were causing trouble here and there, Milia succeeded in taking over the entire academy. Hundreds of students, from freshmen to graduates, fell prey to the subtle seduction of succubi, transforming into near-thralls, and dozens of teachers succumbed to the aggressive advances of Milia’s executives. The magic department, in particular, was where Milia invested the most effort, and her most outstanding graduates served as thralls, pledging their loyalty.

“Wouldn’t you say this is necessary?”

“Just hearing about it, it sounds like you could do it alone. What do you need my help with?”

To my question, Milia shook her head with an impudent attitude.

“Oh my, saying you can do it alone. You shouldn’t let your guard down. Demons who were confident in their abilities often ended up challenging others to one-on-one duels like that and dying. Even if he only focused on magic research and is old, he’s a mage who defeated the Demon King alongside the hero. He’s someone you can’t feel secure about even with a thorough plan.”

“That’s true. So, what’s the specific plan?”

“First, we need to figure out what kind of experiments Mobius is conducting, right? We’ll use the new students to corrupt the internal staff, turning them into thralls or brainwashing them. By doing so, we’ll increase our numbers and eliminate the variables within the Magic Tower one by one.”

“Like being poisoned?”

Milia nodded.

“Yes. That’s it. Like being poisoned. At first, you won’t feel anything, but little by little, the plan will go strangely awry, and you’ll realize the defense systems have been neutralized. A mage without a shield is helpless. The moment the defenses they believed in crumble, we strike decisively.”

“That’s quite a long-term plan.”

“Yes. So, will you help me? That mage called Mobius. He’s conducting human experiments with slaves. There are rumors he performs extremely wicked experiments. Moreover, he’s said to unilaterally extort research funds from surrounding Magic Towers and steal their achievements. There are also stories about him driving out entire factions of mages.”

“Those kinds of wicked deeds are what demons love most, aren’t they?”

Milia smiled at my subtle question and said,

“But I believe in love and justice. Didn’t I tell you before? They’re very old things, but they’re deeply ingrained in my heart.”

“Why love and justice, of all things? They don’t seem like fitting tenets for a succubus. No, I don’t mean it’s bad. I think they’re wonderful. I’m just curious.”

Milia blinked and looked at me. She had alluring fair skin and purple hair. Her dress, revealing a hint of cleavage, suited her languid movements perfectly. She took another sip of tea and said to me,

“I don’t know.”

She always answered that she didn’t know about the past. Is it some kind of mystique about her past?

“Was that from when you were human?”

“Probably? Or maybe I’m just naturally gentle and kind-hearted, so those words stuck with me?”

Milia said that with a wink. I smiled at her and said,

“I like them too. Love and justice.”

Milia nodded and smiled, showing her teeth. As our bright smiles met, just as we were about to discuss the next plan. There was a knock on the door.

Knock knock knock

Sophia hid her tail. Milia naturally concealed her demonic energy, and Taffy was asleep in his coffin.

“Yes!”

Elena hurried out to open the door.

Milia tilted her head, then frowned, and I couldn’t help but be surprised to see such an unexpected face.

“Uh… Um… T-there are a lot of people here?”

It was the elf I met in the capital. She stood in the mansion’s lobby with a bewildered expression. With so many demons around, an elf suddenly showing up was an unforeseen situation for me. Looking beside me, Milia gave me a meaningful glance. I couldn’t discern her intention, but I nodded anyway and said to the elf,

“What is it? Why have you come?”

The elf blinked, surveyed the surroundings once more, and then cautiously stepped inside. Scanning the area, she tilted her head and said to me,

“I came to repay a debt…”

Her hand moved towards her pocket. It was a very slow, yet precise and flawless movement. Milia’s hand slowly rose, and Sophia watched us, looking utterly clueless. The elf’s eyes were fixed on me, but I could tell that gaze itself was a deception. This woman is strong. The clumsy demeanor she had in the capital was nowhere to be found; a heavy fighting spirit, emanating only from true warriors, filled the lobby. I couldn’t understand why this elf was acting this way.

What the…? She came to repay a debt, but now that she’s here, she regrets it? She seems kind-hearted, but was she that much of a bitch?

“Why are demons here?”

Her voice cut through the air as her hand moved. A flash of light streaked past, and an arrow stopped right in front of Kelly’s nose. Milia, having caught the arrow, glared at the elf. Kelly, still dazed from the anal stimulation that sent her over the edge earlier, was emitting faint demonic energy.

“What are you going to do? The arrow grazed my hand. I can’t afford a scar.”

Milia said that, shaking her hand. Drops of blood trickled from her palm, and the elf looked around before taking a step back.

“Demons…!”

Ah, fuck.

This elf seems like Fabian’s friend, and I don’t want to kill her.