Destroy the continent

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A faint fragrance still lingered around the magic circle—

the aphrodisiac scent of succubi, released during mating to lure their prey, and capable of persisting in the air for a long time…

Now the magic circle had completely dimmed, and the person who drew it was being carried out of the room in a body bag.

“…This is truly a heartbreaking tragedy…”

The old bishop, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sighed repeatedly beside the magic circle. “…Duke Peyton, please allow me to…uh…to express my regret to you…”

“Hoo…”

Smoke slowly exhaled from his golden beard, obscuring Duke Peyton’s face. He held his pipe and said, “No need, Bishop Barry, no need for beating around the bush…” His

weathered eyes gazed at the azure harbor outside the window. The setting sun cast his robust figure, clad in military uniform, onto the wooden floor, contrasting sharply with the old bishop’s thin shadow.

“We all know why you came so quickly.”

He turned to look at the magic circle. “He’s my son, and I know my son… He’s dissolute and promiscuous, but this kind of thing… he would never have dared to do it.”

Bishop Barry shook his head. “Alas… it’s a pity he did it anyway, Your Grace.”

Everything in the room made the facts undeniable, and Peyton could only continue, “This was not his personal act; he was clearly being used.”

“Ahem… my lord. You must believe us… the people of the Holy See are on their way. As long as you cooperate, we will definitely get to the bottom of this.”

Barry’s persuasion made a flash of anger cross Peyton’s face. He took a deep drag on his pipe to control his emotions. “I will never allow anyone to judge me and my family in my territory, Bishop Barry.”
“Uh… don’t misunderstand, Your Grace, we are not here to judge you.”

Bishop Barry’s aged voice explained slowly:

"It's just the rule, my lord. We trust your character, but you must understand that summoning a demon is the most serious crime, and as his family member, the Vatican must, according to the rules, investigate you... uh... question

you." "Go tell your colleagues!! Barry." Peyton glared angrily at Barry: "Go tell them this isn't the capital! This is Mister Harbor Town, and here there's only one rule, and that's me, Peyton!!!"

The elderly, frail Barry faced the Duke's rage head-on: "While I understand your grief over losing your child, my lord, your stubbornness will likely complicate matters further." His threatening tone remained unwavering, and his expression was impenetrable behind his reflective spectacles.

"Don't try to threaten me, Bishop. You know what I'm best at. You certainly don't want to see that more complicated situation."

Peyton stubbed out his pipe and left the room in anger.

...

"Hmph, the Vatican."

Cursing, Peyton emerged from his seaside mansion, where his soldiers had already cordoned off the lawn.

He glanced around and saw a young knight dressed as an officer inspecting the body bag that had been carried out.
"Joshua!!" Peyton shouted to the young knight.

Knight Joshua was examining the corpse; it was a truly gruesome death, with a red lipstick mark even on the gaunt face.

When he heard the call, he rushed towards Peyton.

"I'm sorry, Lord Peyton... I'm truly sorry for Young Master Heller's unfortunate fate..."
Clearly, this handsome young man with center-parted blond hair and a short stature was not good at comforting others; his words were somewhat clumsy.

Peyton, in turn, vented his dissatisfaction without any restraint: "Very well, you also express your regret to me. Everyone fucking expresses their regret to me today. In fact, I fucking don't feel any regret whatsoever for this bastard who brought this upon himself."

Joshua knew that Peyton's most valued child was not Heller, but that didn't mean he wasn't sad; he simply understood that Peyton's way of expressing grief was always rather unique.

After hurling a few curses, Payton seemed to have calmed down a bit. He said to Joshua in a more subdued tone,

"Well, I know it's a bit much to keep cursing him like this. That foolish spendthrift is causing the whole family a lot of trouble." With that, Payton put his pipe in his mouth and lit it again.
Joshua followed Peyton across the lawn. "If you need me to do anything, sir, please give the order."
"Hoo..." Peyton exhaled a deep puff of smoke. "I do need your help, Joshua. Help me investigate, find out the truth about this."

He paused, a surge of anger seemingly rising again. "...And you might have to investigate yourself; you won't get much help, because the Papacy is watching me closely. My entire territory is like a piece of roasted meat. Those cunning jackals, they don't care about any damned demons; they just want an excuse to divide my territory!!
If I were younger, I would have fought them to the death!!"

After another outburst, he calmed down and looked at Joshua trustingly. "Do you understand, Joshua? My family is being watched. I can only trust you now."

"I understand, sir. I will do my best," Joshua replied firmly to Peyton's gaze.
"Hoo..." Peyton puffed on his pipe wistfully. He and Joshua strolled to the edge of the lawn, where they gazed at the beach and the sea.

"Oh, right." Peyton suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Joshua. "How is Esmeralda? How much longer?"

Hearing Peyton ask about his wife, Joshua quickly replied, "Ah, her due date is in two months, my lord."

"Hmm..." Peyton shook his head. "Even she can't assist you this time. I shouldn't have given you such a dangerous mission at this time. I owe you this, Joshua."

"No, my lord, your kindness to us is far more than this. Esmeralda and I will always owe you this," Joshua said anxiously.

Peyton had no time for pleasantries; he simply continued puffing on his pipe. "Go ask Eugene. He's a bit dim-witted, but still trustworthy. He might know who that kid associated with before he died."

"I will, sir." 　　...

Several 　　days later, at Young Master Heller's funeral, Duke Peyton was absent, as were many members of his family.　　　　　　　　　　Joshua knew what had overcome Peyton's stubbornness. 　　The entire port had been blockaded by the Imperial Navy, and the lords of neighboring territories had also placed their war flags at the border. 　　Peyton was isolated. He clearly understood the consequences of his stubbornness; he didn't want to see this beautiful harbor submerged by cannon fire, so he had no choice but to submit to the Papacy and follow them to the capital. 　　With so many relatives absent, Young Master Heller's funeral was rather somber. At the funeral, Joshua saw mostly Young Master Heller's lovers.

The nobles and wealthy merchants who used to fawn over the Farron family were all absent, clearly hiding their tracks, afraid of any further contact with them.

Joshua found it ironic; Heller's beautiful lovers should also know about the Farron family's troubles, yet they were actually shedding tears for him.

What a romantic! If Heller knew that so many beautiful women would shed sincere tears for him after his death, he would surely wear that charming, lewd smile again.

Joshua bit his lip bitterly. He had some acquaintance with Heller, and in his memory, Heller always had a smile on his face, like other wealthy young masters, enjoying a life of debauchery and extravagance, but he wasn't a bad person; at least to Joshua, Heller had always treated him with respect.

(Sigh, Master Heller, why did you have to cross this line?)

Joshua, still in his military uniform, sat on a stone bench by the cemetery, lost in thought. But soon, among the group of lovers, he noticed a woman. He couldn't help but notice her; her beauty was so captivating that a casual glance would draw your eye.

"...Hehehehe...it's her. I told you, she's his favorite." The dwarf Eugene, sitting beside Joshua, was also drawn to the woman. He grinned lecherously, revealing his gold teeth, and said to Joshua,
"Hehe...what a vixen...did you see her? She's Shamelo. Heller hasn't known her for long, but I've never seen him so infatuated with any other woman. By the way, Joshua, you know about magic-powered boats, right? They're yachts powered by magic."

"Powered by magic??" Joshua looked at Eugene with a puzzled expression.

"Hehe, that's right! Heller gave this woman one." Eugene was still chuckling, his lecherous gaze seemingly unable to leave the woman. "Hehe, the most luxurious one in the harbor is... I think it's called the Maria. Anyway, a single voyage there costs almost as much as burning gold."

"The Maria?" Joshua was familiar with the name, as he often saw that brightly lit luxury yacht when he looked out of his apartment window at the harbor every night.

"Yeah, hehehe." Eugene laughed. "You should check her out. She knows more about Heller's recent affairs than I do, hehe. But don't get too smitten; her eyes can be incredibly alluring."

Joshua stared at the woman, thinking as he stood up from the stone bench, his hand on his sword. "Shamee... well, alright."

...

...

Some time later, on the roadside after the funeral, Joshua looked up at the woman before him.

She was indeed beautiful. Especially at this distance, her fair face, rosy lips, and stunning beauty were almost breathtaking.

And to men, her smile possessed an aggressive allure; if you weren't careful, you might mistake it for flirting, but in reality, it was completely natural.

He couldn't see her eyes because they were hidden behind her large sunglasses. Remembering Eugene's comment about her captivating eyes, Joshua couldn't help but imagine what she looked like without them.

But even with her eyes covered, her aura was still incredibly alluring to men. Joshua had never imagined that a woman's teeth could be so beautiful and captivating—yes, those pearly white teeth that were inadvertently revealed when she smiled. Good heavens, Joshua could almost smell the scent emanating from her lips and teeth—fragrant, sweet, and as alluring as her aura.
She should have had beautiful, wavy hair, shimmering with a grape-like crimson. But unfortunately, it was tied up, probably for funeral etiquette.

Unlike the other women, she wasn't wearing the heavy tulle gowns often seen at funerals, but rather a crisp black suit…

a fitted women's suit, cinched at the waist, accentuating her figure and showcasing her enviable curves.

She was also very tall, which made Joshua feel ashamed; he was only 170 centimeters tall, while she was nearly 175 centimeters, quite impressive for a woman. Her shiny black high heels made her appear even taller, and her

slender figure naturally resulted in long legs. Although she wore trousers, the tight fabric couldn't completely conceal her beautiful leg lines, especially her sexy thighs, while her calves were somewhat hidden by the flared hems.

She was truly a breathtaking woman. Joshua controlled his gaze, maintaining proper decorum.

"Why do you think I would know so much about his private affairs?" Sami asked Joshua.
"Obviously, Ms. Sami, you're here for his funeral. And, as far as I know, your relationship with Heller is... uh..." Joshua hesitated, feeling that continuing might offend her.

But Sami continued directly, "Heller Faron and I are just friends, nothing more."

A faint fragrance wafted through the air, but Sami's slightly hostile tone made Joshua feel uneasy.

"...So, just because of friendship, he gave you a magic boat?"

Joshua's words were barbed, and Sami smiled knowingly. Her smile was still captivating, and for a moment, Joshua felt genuinely charmed by her.

"Heh...you mean the Maria?...No, that yacht won't be mine anymore soon."

Joshua understood. "It seems the Vatican has already contacted you?"

"Hmph, saying the yacht is unclean and must be taken away, what a ridiculous excuse."

"I see..." Joshua seemed to understand why she was so hostile. He composed himself. "Ms. Shamelo...first of all, I'm sorry to offend you...but..."

"Oh no, you don't need to apologize. I just hope your Vatican will stop bothering me." After Shamelo finished speaking, she suddenly turned to leave.

Joshua quickly grabbed her arm and hurriedly said, "Uh, please wait, madam, I'm not working for the Vatican."

Soft and elastic, although it was just a woman's arm, it gave Joshua a very comfortable feeling at that moment...he almost didn't want to let go until the woman turned back, a little annoyed.
"Uh..." Joshua was a little embarrassed. He quickly and politely let go. "...I apologize again...madam." Facing the woman again, his face felt a little hot.

Shamelo silently observed him, then asked, "You said you're not from the Papacy? Then you...?" The hostility in her tone softened somewhat.

"Madam Shamelo, I work for Heller's father, Duke Peyton," Joshua explained.

Shamelo didn't speak; she continued to scrutinize Joshua, but he could clearly sense her hostility gradually dissipating.

"Heh, so you're a knight under Peyton? What did you say your name was? Joshua?" Shamelo asked with a smile.

"That's right, madam." "

But as far as I know, Lord Peyton's situation seems rather precarious. Why are you still working for him?"
"Uh..."

Joshua felt that even when this woman was being amiable, she was as aggressive as a queen. He tried to avoid the traps in her questions: "Madam, with the entire harbor under fire from naval guns, I think none of us are in a good position. I really need your help, as do Duke Peyton and his family. I hope you can tell me everything you know."

"Fuffuff..." Sami smiled meaningfully. Joshua didn't quite understand the smile, only that he had been flirted with again.

Sami took a step closer to him, and he felt that she seemed taller...

"Everything?" she asked.

"Everything," he replied.

"Fuffuff, Sir Joshua, your expression of achieving your goal is very greedy." Sami's charming and bold smile became increasingly flirtatious.

Joshua wondered if she always liked to deliberately tease others like this. He said helplessly, "Madam, I don't think this is the time for jokes."

But Sami took another step closer to him, forcing him to take a step back.

"You know, Sir Joshua, sometimes uncovering the truth comes at a price, and that price can bring irreparable harm."

Looking at Sami's mischievous smile, Joshua sighed. He re-examined Sami; this woman seemed increasingly mysterious to him.

"Hehehe... Alright, I won't make things difficult for you, Sir."

Seeing Joshua's furrowed brow, Sami suddenly pressed her slender, gloved fingers against the chest of Joshua's uniform. "I have things to do now. If you really want to know anything from me, come to my ship tonight. At least it's still mine for now. Oh no, not tonight. Tomorrow night." She finished with a captivating smile and turned to leave.

Joshua was mesmerized by that smile for a moment. When he came to his senses, she was already gone, but it didn't matter. At least she had given him a promise, and that was enough. After all, Joshua was investigating in a private capacity; he didn't have much official authority to demand more.

Joshua watched Sami's retreating figure, muttering to himself, "Aesmelian is no less beautiful than her..."

Joshua had an enviable, beautiful wife, renowned far and wide, something he was always proud of. But after watching her go for a while, he reluctantly admitted, "Well, maybe a little. But only a little..." He wryly joked to himself.

... 　　The next day, 　　at dawn, ship horns echoed throughout Mist Harbor. On the shimmering sea, imperial warships billowing smoke were entering the harbor. After the horns finished, noisy seagulls, facing the rising

sun 　　, flew in flocks over the rooftops of the apartments along the shore, skimming towards the sea. 　　Through the large window of his apartment, Major Joshua gazed at the calm, peaceful, yet turbulent blue harbor. His 　　dark green officer's uniform accentuated his not-so-tall but upright figure, making him appear even more dashing. As he straightened his collar, his gaze swept across several docks, finally settling on the luxury yacht moored in the distance. 　　Even though it was already broad daylight, the lights of the Maria were still on. 　　(Could she be living on that ship all the time?) 　　Joshua pondered silently. His conversation with Sami yesterday had left a strong impression on him, and that impression wasn't because of the content of their conversation. He had even dreamt of her last night, though it wasn't a erotic dream.　　　(Hmm… a strange woman.) Joshua was very suspicious of Sami's true identity. If the gem on his sword that could sense demons hadn't failed to light up yesterday, he might have already assumed she was a succubus. 　　Just then, a gentle call sounded behind him: 　　"Joshua?" 　　He quickly turned around: "Oh my god, did I wake you?" Seeing the beautiful woman emerge from the bedroom, Joshua hurried to greet her. 　　"No, I've been awake for a while." The woman smiled gently, her steps slightly unsteady, for beneath her pure white nightgown lay the body of a pregnant woman awaiting childbirth. 　　“You should get some more sleep, Esmeralda, not just for yourself,” 　　Joshua said, carefully supporting his wife. They seemed to be the same height, but that was only because she wasn’t wearing heels… 　　They sat down on the sofa together, him caressing her large belly. She straightened his collar and buttoned his shirt, one button at a time. “I feel you’ve been a bit melancholy lately, Joshua,” she said softly.　　　“Oh no, Esmeralda. Have I worried you?” 　　“That case isn’t your concern; it’s the Vatican’s business. You don’t have to take it so seriously.” 　　“Esmeralda, you know Duke Peyton is a good man. He entrusted this to me privately, and I can’t shirk my responsibility.”　　　Esmeralda didn’t continue speaking, thoughtfully adjusting Joshua’s appearance. 　　Joshua kissed her soft, long purple hair. “What’s wrong, Esmeralda? Is something on your mind?”　　　“I don’t know… I have a bad feeling.” She looked at him. 　　"Are you feeling unwell?" Joshua touched her forehead worriedly. 　　"No... I was thinking that if you find out about the demon, then this time, you might be facing a succubus..." Esmeralda straightened his clothes, then nestled into his arms like a little bird.　　　Joshua hugged her tightly: "...This doesn't sound like you at all, my dear. Are you afraid my heart will be stolen by a succubus?" 　　Suddenly, Joshua chuckled mischievously, pulling Esmeralda close. "Hehe. I'm sorry, Esmeralda, I...I can't love you anymore...because, because I've fallen in love with a succubus...hahaha!" 　　"Oh, Joshua...I'm not joking." Esmeralda laughed too, but immediately added worriedly, "Succubi aren't easy to deal with, and...you've never faced a succubus before...you have no experience..."　　　"But you've forgotten, we've faced demons far more terrifying than succubi before." 　　"But this time, I can't be there to help you." 　　"No, you'll always be with me. You and our child." 　　Joshua lifted her from his arms, gazing into her deep blue eyes: "You're so beautiful, Esmeralda, like an angel. Meeting you on that long journey was my greatest fortune." 　　In the sunlight streaming into the room, they kissed. 　　They met on an adventurous journey. Joshua, a former mercenary who earned his living by hunting demons,　　　and Esmeralda were once rivals. However, countless acts of mutual rescue in the dark dungeons fostered a deep emotional bond between them. 　　Later, after traveling to this beautiful harbor and gaining the favor of Lord Peyton, they finally settled down and pledged their eternal love. 　　... 　　"Esmeralda, I might be back late tonight." " 　　Please, Joshua, be careful. Don't act recklessly alone. If necessary, let the Church handle it." Esmeralda anxiously advised from the doorway.

He kissed her again. Although Joshua knew he couldn't contact the Papacy and had to act alone, he still agreed to Esmeralda's request so as not to worry her.

"I will, Esmeralda. You must take care of yourself too. The nanny will be here soon. Don't do anything until then."

...

In

the warm room, Esmeralda sat alone on the sofa, gazing at the azure sea outside the window, gently stroking her belly.

"...Gods, please, please bless this child so that he may be like his father, not like me..."
she prayed fervently. But then, the doorbell rang.

(Ding-dong)

"It must be the nanny..."

When Esmeralda opened the door, her face showed an unprecedented expression of shock:

"!!!"

... 　　Dusk. 　　On the empty deck of the Maria, Joshua pressed his sword. The sea breeze tousled his blond hair. Standing on this luxurious yacht, he realized

that 　　it was even more deserted than he had imagined, so deserted that there wasn't a single person in sight. 　　The lights outside the yacht weren't on, and he wasn't sure if Sami was inside, so he cautiously entered the cabin.　　　Luxurious, cluttered, the cabin interior wasn't complicated, but there were clear signs that someone had lived there for a long time. 　　At the bedroom door at the far end, Joshua saw a light. "Looks like she kept her promise," he thought.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(Knock knock) 　　"Ms. Sami? Are you in?" Joshua knocked on the door. 　　"You've come? Hehe..." A languid woman's laughter came from inside the room: "Please come in, knight."　　　Pushing open the door, 　　Joshua was surprised to find that it was less a bedroom and more a lavish bar catering to some kind of perverse taste. 　　The bar counter was filled with a dazzling array of fine wines and many strange and unusual glasses. 　　Along the walls hung whips, dildos, and even fake torture racks—sexual toys 　　. Where tables and chairs should have been for guests, there was a huge and ornate bed, surrounded by chains and iron rings designed for erotic purposes. 　　"Hehe, I'm so sorry, I haven't gotten up yet..." 　　Her voice came from the bed. Joshua looked over and saw her on the bed, covered with a silk blanket, her legs exposed.　　　"Uh, sorry, ma'am. I think I should..." 　　Joshua wanted to leave the room, but Sami stopped him: 　　"You don't need to. I'm dressed. Please sit there and wait a moment." 　　Joshua saw a sexy chair next to him, with handcuffs hanging on it, facing the bed, so he sat down, also facing the bed, since she said she was dressed. 　　He smelled the room, a gentle fragrance, perhaps from her... 　　He knew his thoughts were a bit lewd, and he shouldn't keep staring at the bed, but he had to admit that those snow-white legs on the bed were hard to resist. 　　Like two shy white snakes, they curled gently on the bed, seemingly wanting to hide under the silk quilt, yet inadvertently leaving their most delicate feet exposed... From ankle to toe, rosy and white, shy like a young girl, so endearing... 　　Joshua's face flushed slightly, and he decided to look away, but Shamelo suddenly sat up in bed. 　　The lifted quilt released a fragrant breeze... 　　Joshua was startled; he had assumed Shamelo would at least be wearing pajamas, but now he discovered she was only wearing underwear... 　　And Shamelo, completely unconcerned, with her breasts half-exposed, actually stretched languidly on the bed right in front of him... The sight left Joshua somewhat stunned... 　　The curves she revealed as she stretched and arched her back gave him a breathtaking feeling. 　　Her slender waist and jade-like skin created a seductive figure, like a beautifully crafted weapon meticulously depicted by an artist to ignite desire. Her curves, fullness, and slenderness were all perfectly proportioned. 　　Joshua blushed instantly, unable to suppress wicked, lewd thoughts of intimacy with her skin.　　　At that moment, her long legs stretched out to the edge of the bed, smooth and long, like pure white porcelain, gleaming sensually under the light. 　　(Strange…) 　　Joshua suddenly shook his head vigorously. He finally realized that both his thoughts and gaze were becoming increasingly rude, as if the fragrant breeze that had wafted over earlier had stirred his desire. 　　His gaze darted away in a panic, only to meet hers. Her eyes, said to be bewitching, swept over him with a seductive allure before she lowered her beautiful eyelashes and looked down at the ground… 　　Though it was a fleeting glance, it stirred a ripple in Joshua's heart. His breath quickened, sensing a captivating glint hidden in her deep pupils, just like the soft, flowing hair cascading over her shoulders, with its grape-like dark red sheen. 　　He saw her pick up a pair of black boots from the ground. Were they over-the-knee or knee-high? He wasn't sure, but he was certain that Sami's long legs could perfectly support any boot. 　　Joshua couldn't tear his gaze away; he was completely captivated by the way her toes slipped into the boots… 　　The stark contrast between her snow-white legs and the jet-black boots, combined with the woman's nonchalant yet graceful movements, created a breathtakingly alluring effect. 　　Once the boots were on, the black leather boots, adorning her graceful legs, exuded the haughty aura of a conqueror. The pointed toes and slender heels pierced the hearts of men, allowing femininity to conquer masculinity, making them yearn to kneel at her feet and swear eternal submission. 　　Joshua finally couldn't contain himself any longer. He straightened up, stood up, and walked to the bar, gazing at the drinks.　　　With his back to Samantha, he silently tried to compose himself, attempting to clear his mind of the surging, blood-pumping images, but the sounds of her dressing continued to echo in his ears, and the fragrance in the room seemed to grow even more alluring. 　　(Clack-clack) The sound of her high heels clicking on the floor rang out, and she smiled as she walked towards him: "Hehe, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting, Sir Knight." 　　Joshua turned around, his expression almost frozen, astonished. 　　If last time Sami only left him with an impression of nobility and elegance, today, that impression was enhanced by a seductive, even wanton, quality. Perhaps it was because her beautiful hair was draped over her shoulders, or perhaps it was because she wasn't wearing sunglasses; in any case, her dark red pupils and disheveled purplish-red hair gave her a unique and alluring charm.　　　But what truly surprised him was her attire. 　　Joshua didn't know why she was dressed like that: jet-black boots, a black leather pencil skirt, and a tantalizingly white, alluring "absolute territory" in the middle. Gazing at those supple thighs, Joshua's gaze lingered for a moment.

Above her black leather miniskirt, her slender, white waist was partially exposed. Further up, he wasn't even sure if it could be considered a top; a black leather tube top clung to her impressive breasts, the exposed half of her cleavage boldly displayed…

This alluring leather outfit made Joshua feel like he was facing a call girl in a SM situation. Well, perhaps that was somewhat true; her attire did match the atmosphere of the room quite well.

She walked in, and Joshua felt she seemed even taller than before, probably because of her boots—those heels were really sharp… He thought this, but tried to remain polite.

"What's with that expression, Knight?" Shamiro laughed, leaning against the bar beside him. "My outfit scared you, didn't it?"

"Uh, sorry, ma'am, no, your clothes... uh, very..." The scent of her hair made Joshua's face flush again. He avoided her gaze, but after shaking his head for a long time, he couldn't think of a proper way to describe her without offending her, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Hehehe, no need to hide it, I know what you're thinking." Shamiro picked up some cosmetics from the bar and casually glanced at her eyeshadow in a small mirror. "Most of the clothes here are like this. I can't help it, Heller just likes me dressed like this, hehe..."

A somewhat far-fetched reason. Joshua wasn't stupid; he vaguely felt that Shamiro was clearly seducing him, but why? Was she naturally promiscuous? That's possible, because Heller does indeed like this kind of alluring and promiscuous woman... but seducing someone investigating her might be hiding some ulterior motive, which made Joshua wary. However, he casually joked, "I thought your relationship with him was just friendship."
"Heh... really, you're still thinking about that? I didn't know you were working for his father." Satisfied with her eye makeup, she picked up her lipstick.

"Well, ma'am, you're still wearing his favorite clothes, which might mean you still care about him. If you really want to do something for him, why don't you tell me..."

"Heh, that's not it." She looked in the mirror, pursed her red lips, seemingly satisfied: "I'm not dressed like this because I miss him, I just want..." The word "want" was spoken in a low voice, almost drowned out by the sound of her throwing the cosmetics onto the bar.

"What? Madam?" Joshua wondered if he hadn't heard clearly, because he seemed to vaguely hear the word "flirting," so he frowned...

"Hehe, some champagne?" She handed him a glass and poured champagne.

Joshua picked up the glass, swirled it in his hand, and put it back on the table: "Sorry, I can't drink this, madam. You know I'm here for... uh... work-related investigations." Joshua was wary of everything she did. He deliberately emphasized the word "work," trying to dispel any thoughts she might have had.

But Shamelo didn't seem to care. She drank her champagne alone, her foxy eyes brazenly scrutinizing the seemingly composed man before her, and the way her moist red lips tasted the champagne was as if she were tasting him.

"Hmph..." Faced with the increasingly obvious temptation, Joshua let out a slight sigh: "Let's get down to business, Ms. Shamelo." His voice turned cold, wanting her to back down as soon as possible.
"Hehe, why the rush, Knight? A man who's too hasty will miss out on a lot of fun." Clearly, she wasn't intimidated by his coldness; instead

, she became even bolder. Joshua was a little angry. He had been afraid of offending her, but she was becoming increasingly offensive. He tried his best to maintain his composure: "You're quite the witty woman, Ms. Samantha, but I really don't have much time to linger here. Please tell me quickly..."

"Hehehe, lovely Knight, witty doesn't quite describe me. In fact, what I excel at... fufu, is being charming."

She leaned in boldly and seductively: "You're very handsome, Knight, you should know that yourself." She reached out, wanting to touch his face, which was already contorted with anger.

"You flatter me, madam, you are beautiful too..." He grabbed her outstretched hand and then pushed her away. "Unfortunately, your behavior is bringing shame upon you."

"Heh, how annoying, knight, how can you mock a weak woman with your words?" It must be said, her laughter was truly delightful.

She leaned in again, and Joshua, somewhat annoyed, tried to push her away again, but Shamie nimbly dodged and pounced on him!

Suddenly

, like a female beast in heat, she jumped onto him, wrapped her legs around his waist, tightly embraced his neck, opened her red lips, and kissed him...

The sudden attack caught Joshua off guard. By the time he reacted, she was already kissing him, a wild, fragrant kiss ravaging his lips, her frenzied tongue constantly trying to pry open his teeth...

But Joshua's teeth formed a strong defense there, and he did not let her continue to succeed. Shamie's tongue could not penetrate his mouth.

Joshua strained with both hands, trying to push the woman off him, but she laughed lasciviously, her legs, clad in leather boots, coiling around her prey's waist like a wild python.

For a moment, the woman was wrapped around the man, and the two spun and struggled in the bedroom. Finally, they reached the bedside, and Joshua, with all his might, pushed her slender waist and threw her onto the large bed.
Before she left him, she bit his lip hard, leaving a wound.
"Hehehe..."

She lay on the bed, licking the blood from her bite, a rosy smile on her face. The intense activity left her slightly breathless and fragrant, her purplish-red hair disheveled on the bed, looking utterly wanton.
Joshua stood by the bed, licking his own injured lip, glaring at her angrily: "You'd better tell me now!! Lady!! Who instigated Heller to summon the demon!!?" He roared threateningly, throwing the question directly at him.

"Hehehe, or what will you do?" She responded to his threat with a defiant look.

"Looks like you haven't denied it, Sami." Joshua narrowed his eyes, looking down at her: "I'm really afraid you'll say you don't know anything."

"Hehehe, if I didn't know anything, why would I have sent you here to find me?" She lay on the bed, stretched out her leg, the tip of her shoe probing towards his crotch...

Joshua grabbed her ankle in her boot and forcefully spread her long legs apart: "You were there when he drew that magic circle!!?"

"Hmm," she didn't give up, and tried to hook her other leg around his waist.

He continued to roughly pry her long legs apart: "Did you instigate him to do that? You instigated Heller to summon a demon?? Why!!"

"Hehehe, it wasn't a summoning ritual. Actually, it was a communication."

"A communication? What communication?"

Sami smiled meaningfully. She got up from the bed and grabbed his collar...

Joshua could no longer restrain his anger. He angrily took her outstretched hand, pulled her off the bed, and finally roughly grabbed her neck, pushing her against the wall beside the bed.

"Ugh..." She leaned against the wall, letting out a soft moan. Strands of hair fell messily across her face, obscuring her lips, but not her allure. She still wore a smile, a languid smile with a decadent beauty.

He pressed his hand against her neck, but then regretted doing so… because her boots made the height difference between them quite noticeable, so he had to raise his arm higher:

“Shamee, you’d better explain everything!! Tell me! Why did the demon kill Heller but not you!!!??” he threatened loudly.

“Uh!! Hehehe…” she laughed, a happy, captivating laugh: “…How interesting, short knight, why would I kill myself?” She grabbed Joshua’s wrist, slowly pulling him away from her neck.

“!!?” Joshua didn’t like her attacking his height, but he was now more surprised by her strength. He involuntarily gripped his sword hilt: “You mean…?”

“My meaning is obvious, you can’t be oblivious, little knight?” She leaned against the wall, casually tidying her hair.

“No, you’re lying, you can’t be that succubus.” Joshua hesitated, not drawing his sword.

“Hehehehe, what makes you so foolish, little knight?” She pushed aside the questioning Joshua and stepped out from the corner.

Joshua hated the way she called him, but he wasn't in the mood to dwell on it. He stroked the gem at the tip of his sword hilt. "This gem lights up whenever a demon is around me. Obviously... you're not a demon."
"Oh... I see, hehe, that makes sense now. I was wondering why you hesitated to suspect me." She walked to the bar, picked up a champagne glass, and drank alone.

"Hmm? What makes sense?" He remained by the bed, watching her.

"Hehe, little knight, tell me, where did that gem come from?"

"Shut up!!! Don't call me that again!!!!" Joshua couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hehehehe..." Joshua's embarrassed and indignant reaction made Sami laugh triumphantly. "Don't you like being attacked for your height? Actually, I think it's quite cute, hehehe... Okay, okay, then Joshua, you still haven't answered my question."

The gem on the hilt of the sword was given to him by Esmeralda, but he had no intention of telling her: "You don't need to know that."

"Hehehe, I know even if you don't tell me, fuf..." She was confident, leaning against the bar, staring at him maliciously: "If I gave you a gem that even a succubus could sense, how could she hide her true identity from you?"

Joshua frowned, walked to the door, and blocked the way out: "I don't understand what nonsense you're spouting, madam. You say you're a demon, then prove it to me. I don't want to kill an innocent madman by mistake."

"Hehehe, poor Joshua..." She laughed, and Joshua heard a slight echo in her voice.

"I know you can't accept all this right now, but don't worry, Joshua, you'll soon witness the truth."

As she spoke, her body began to change. Her once dark red hair slowly shimmered with a pinkish-silver sheen, and a pair of long, black horns gradually emerged from either side of her hair. "Hehehe, I really didn't expect things to progress so quickly, little knight. I thought we'd…"

She gazed at him seductively, her pupils, now purple, mesmerizing and deep, exceptionally alluring, possessing a predatory beauty like a beast. With each word, her white canine teeth flashed with a cold light, becoming sharp and pointed like a vampire's.

"Hehehe, is my charm insufficient? Or is your willpower truly strong?"

Her boots clicked on the floor as she walked towards the center of the room, her tall figure swaying with alluring curves. Like all succubi, her figure was something humans could only envy.

A pair of enormous black wings gradually unfurled from her back. Joshua watched her intently, noticing

the pink magic flowing across her skin. Her hands, with ten sharp, red nails extending to terrifying lengths like pointed weapons capable of tearing a person apart, were striking.

Behind her black leather skirt, a long, slender tail, its tip like an arrow, black as a whip, swayed gently, perfectly complementing her SM-queen-like leather boots, both gleaming with a dark luster under the light.

"Hehehe, how about that? Is that enough proof, little knight?" She placed one hand on her hip, confidently displaying her figure.

Joshua gasped. He glanced again at the gem on the hilt of his sword; it still didn't light up. "Looks like sometimes you have to trust your intuition." With that, a flash of cold light appeared as he drew his longsword.

"Heh, why the rush to draw your sword... I thought you'd like me like this... But then again, you should be quite familiar with a succubus's body."

"You flatter me, this is my first time seeing a succubus, so you'll be the first one I kill." A flash of sword light, and he lunged forward with a fierce thrust.

She dodged: "Heh, quite confident, but unfortunately you're wrong, Joshua. I'm definitely not the first succubus you've ever seen, heh heh heh..."

He remained silent, continuing his relentless attack.

She continued to tease him: "By the way, did you know that Esmeralda is carrying more than one child?" !
?

"What!?" His attack stopped; he hadn't expected her to actually know that name. "You investigated me before this?"

She smiled slyly: "No, don't misunderstand, I investigated her, and that's how I learned about you... I didn't know you before." She never revealed her true intentions, as if deliberately toying with him.

Joshua knew she was hinting at something, but he didn't want to ask. He thought it was a trap. After all, Esmeralda had often hunted demons before; perhaps they had clashed before.

"That's enough, Shamelo. Whatever your purpose, I must eliminate you here tonight." He raised his longsword again.

"Hehehe..." Shamelo confidently licked her lips. "Or perhaps, you'll be devoured by me tonight..."
"Hmph, dream on! You don't know my strength!" His hand stroked the blade, and the longsword began to gleam with a silver light.

"Hehehe, do you know me?"

"I know you're a succubus. That's enough!!!" He charged again.

She was still dodging: "And a succubus will devour the man she sets her sights on." She paused, then added, "At least, a normal succubus would do that."

Joshua ignored her words, his sword strikes becoming increasingly fierce.

Although Sami wore a seductive smile, she was secretly surprised; Joshua's strength exceeded her expectations. She had thought she could easily subdue him, but the moment his longsword flashed, his power seemed to suddenly increase, unexpectedly plunging her into a difficult struggle.

Finally, as another sword strike flashed, Sami was forced to parry with her hands.

Swish! Several long, sharp red fingernails were neatly severed, falling to the ground with a clattering sound.
Sami retreated in panic, staring at her severed fingernails as they slowly grew back: "This is impossible! What kind of sword is that?" Her fingernails were her primary weapon, imbued with magic; ordinary weapons couldn't cut them.

"The sword that will kill you!!" Joshua said, and charged forward again.

"Ah, wait!!" Sami flapped her wings, stopping Joshua's advance. She walked to the bedside. "Hehehe, alright, alright, you're really strong. It's too dangerous to keep fighting. You might really kill me."

"Demon! I don't think you have any other choice right now!!"

"Hehe, what a heartless fellow, but I do have..." She said, pulling the iron ring beside the bed.
Crack! The entire cabin shook, and as the mechanism turned, the huge bed flipped over on the spot.

"!!! What!!?" Joshua's eyes widened.

The large bed was double-sided. After flipping over completely upside down, a woman lay on the other side, bound by chains, motionless as if dead. Her long purple hair and white nightgown made Joshua recognize her at a glance.

"Aismeliane!!!" Joshua exclaimed. But Aismeliane did not react. She seemed to be asleep, her body rising and falling slightly with her breath.

"Hehehe, see? She's carrying twins!" Sami sat on the edge of the bed, placing her hand on Esmeralda's stomach.

"Get away! Stay away from her!!" Joshua charged forward, sword in hand.

"Ah!" Sami cried out, escaping the bed. Joshua

rushed onto the bed, shaking Esmeralda and calling her name repeatedly, but she didn't move. He tried to break the chains, but they were enchanted; perhaps he could cut them, but that would take time, and Sami clearly wouldn't give him that time.

He glared at Sami, his voice low and resentful: "Sami!!!"

"Hehehe, look at how anxious you are..." she mocked. "Hey, Joshua, you really love her, don't you? Hehehe..."

"You demon!!!" Joshua walked towards her, sword in hand.

"Ah!!! Wait!!" Sami quickly ran away: "Hehehehe, be careful, if you hurt me, your beautiful wife might never wake up again!"

"What did you do to her!!!" Joshua didn't attack, but pressed closer to her. "

Hehehe, I just used a little succubus trick, I hypnotized her..."

Sami kept her distance from Joshua, she was really afraid of that long sword: "But don't worry, it won't hurt her, but if you want to wake her up... hehehe, only I can do it."
She smiled wickedly, dodging Joshua's footsteps in the room, luckily the room was big enough.

"So, you want to use this as a bargaining chip?" Joshua held up his sword: "Demon, do you think this will save your life?"

"Uh... no... can't I?" Sami pretended to tremble pitifully.

"I'm telling you! You demon!" Joshua said fiercely, "I'll take Esmeralda to Fallen Star City, where the Holy Church will break her hypnosis. But before that, your body will be burned to ashes!!"

With that, Joshua, filled with rage, thrust forward.

"Ouch!!" Sami didn't retaliate. She kept dodging and running away, laughing, "Hehehe... I completely forgot about that terrifying place..." "

But it's a pity, Joshua, you forgot one thing. Hypnosis isn't sleep. She'll get weaker and weaker. Even if she manages to make it there, what about the child in her womb? Hehehehe..."
Although Joshua didn't want to pay attention to her, her words still touched him. His attack slowed down, as if he was worried about something.

"Hehehehe..." Shamie laughed again: "So, Joshua, we didn't have to make this so bloody, did we?"

"You..." Joshua stopped his attack: "Shamie, this was all your plan. What is your purpose?"

Joshua finally realized that everything from Heller's death to this was not a simple event. It was all her plan. Shamie clearly knew about him and Esmeralda, and she deliberately set this trap to put him in a difficult position. But why would a demon go to such lengths to target him? He didn't understand.

"What purpose do I have? Hehe... Please, Joshua, I'm just a weak woman begging for my life." Shamie feigned a pitiful look: "Please let me go, okay? If you put down that sword, I'll help you break Esmeralda's hypnosis..."

"Succubus, you'd better hide your cunning eyes before you lie. Tell me your real purpose!!!" He raised his longsword, the tip pointing at her.

"Heh...how terrifying." This time, she didn't dodge, but instead walked towards the sword tip. "How long do you intend to threaten me with that sword? Fine, then stab me to death if you don't care about your child."
She stood before the sword tip, her neck almost touching it. Joshua's hand trembled. He glared at her, desperately wanting to pierce her throat with that sword.

"What? What are you hesitating for?"

Sami took another bold step forward, almost bumping into the sword tip. Joshua instinctively pulled his arm back, clearly worried that she would actually bump into it. Sami, however, was watching his momentary hesitation. Her long tail, which she had secretly prepared, suddenly swept up, striking his wrist. Clang!

The sword flew out of Joshua's hand as he hesitated, landing in a corner of the room.

"Oh no...!" Joshua thought to himself, realizing something was wrong. He hurriedly tried to pick up the sword, but Sami had already blocked his way.

"Hehehehe..." Her smile turned sinister, her foxy eyes looking down at him, once again revealing the predator's gaze.

Seeing her cunning smile, Joshua roared, "Succubus!! You really think I can't kill you without the sword?" He lunged at Sami, reaching out to grab her neck.

But Sami suddenly surged with magical power, and with a swift movement, she grabbed Joshua's neck instead.

"Ugh!!!!!" Joshua was shocked; once gripped, he couldn't break free.

"Hehehehe..."

Watching his struggle, Sami chuckled coldly with a seductive smile... Because she feared the sword, she had deliberately acted weak, misleading Joshua's judgment of her.

(Damn it... how could this be? The succubus is only a mid-level demon...) Joshua struggled, resisting, his hands trying to swing, but without the longsword, his fighting strength was drastically reduced.

On his neck, Sami's long, sharp, crimson nails almost pierced his flesh.

"Hehehe, indeed, without that sword, you're truly your true strength..."

Sami laughed, pulling Joshua closer, scrutinizing him closely. Suddenly! She lashed out with her thigh, her knee striking his groin... The sharp pain, hitting him squarely in the groin, caused Joshua to tremble as if all his strength had left him: "Ugh!!!"
Human strength was no match for a demon, and this made things worse. Exhausted, he was held by the neck by Sami, lifted up with one hand... He struggled to breathe in mid-air, only able to grab her wrists with both hands, kicking wildly.
"Hehehehehe... Little knight..." Sami laughed wildly, spreading her wings. She whirled around, throwing Joshua against the wall behind her.

Then she immediately pounced on him, this time pinning Joshua firmly against the wall...

Her sexy body rubbed against him, her slender red tongue gliding across his distressed face. When Joshua realized that her invading thighs were arousing his desire, her knees slammed into his groin again, not just once, her dark leather boots repeatedly moving in and out of his crotch.

"Ah!!"

"Ah!!!!

" 　　" 　　Ughh

... He continued sliding down her long, black boots, all the way to the toes. He panted, feeling utterly powerless and humiliated, his drool, dripping from exhaustion, soaking the toes of her boots and leaving a glistening trail on her body, from her cleavage down to her feet. 　　Sami didn't resent the saliva; on the contrary, she enjoyed it. His close-fitting slids felt like caresses, bringing her pleasure, while his trembling satisfied her intense desire to conquer. Joshua knelt 　　on the ground, his hands covering his groin. His upper body, slumped in weakness, could only be supported by his head at her feet. This pathetic state gave her the opportunity to display her lewdness. She lifted her boot and stepped on it… She stepped on his head, like a victorious queen showing off her spoils, looking down at her defeated opponent. 　　"Hehehe, poor thing, I really don't know what Esmeralda likes about you." She arrogantly ground her foot against him. 　　"Ugh!!! You beast!!" Joshua struggled, trying to push away her boots, but the pain in his groin rendered him powerless. 　　"What, little knight? You're already under my feet, and you still don't understand?" She ground the sole of her boot against his face, teasing his lips with the heel, imprinting humiliation into his heart. "Hehehe, how about it? If you're willing to submit, kiss my boots, and maybe I'll take pity on you and tell you the story of your beautiful wife. Hehehe." As 　　she spoke, she moved the toe of her boot in front of his eyes. "Well? Little knight, aren't you really curious about your wife's past? Or was my hint not obvious enough?" 　　Joshua panted heavily, looking up at Sami from the ground, making her beautiful legs appear exceptionally long and alluring. He stared at her sexy leather boots, the black toe, the slender heel, the glossy lines tightly enveloping her delicate feet, truly giving him the urge to kneel and lick them. 　　So he supported himself with his arms, trying to kneel up, his heavy breathing gradually approaching the toe of her shoe...　　　"Hehehe... very good, it seems you still have some sense." Sami narrowed her eyes, anticipating his humiliated performance. 　　But then, Joshua made a sound she didn't want to hear, spitting a large amount of saliva onto her boot. Sami's face darkened, and Joshua's words echoed in her ears: "...My Esmeralda...is not someone you, a beast, can slander so easily..." Joshua tried to get up to retaliate, but Sami preemptively kicked him in the groin before he could regain his balance. 　　"Ugh!!!" Joshua clutched his groin in pain. Sami, gritting her teeth angrily, kicked him in the stomach with her boot again. "Ugh!" Joshua collapsed to the ground once more. 　　Shamelo stared at his grotesque, curled-up form with disgust, her long legs beginning a brutal barrage of kicks: 　　"Stupid, filthy, weak, trash, insignificant..." she cursed, each word followed by a vicious kick: "Trash! You'll remember this!! Humans are below demons on the food chain, so you have no right to call me a beast!!" Her seductive demeanor vanished, replaced by a vicious, relentless kick. 　　"Ugh... beast!! Demon!! You're all beasts...!!!" Joshua writhed on the ground, kicked relentlessly, but his words remained defiant as he continued to hurl insults. 　　"Heh heh heh... fine! You're stubborn..." Shamelo kicked him for a while, and seeing his refusal to yield, she smoothed her hair, her gaze turning vicious as she stared at him. "It seems you won't understand how insignificant you are until you experience true helplessness." With that, she grabbed his hair and dragged him up.　　　She dragged him along, and no matter how much he struggled, she completely overwhelmed his strength. He was pressed down onto the erotic chair by the bed, his hands handcuffed behind his back. 　　"Don't worry, this will make you very happy... Hehehe, right in front of your sleeping wife."　　　Joshua sat on the chair, hands behind his back, futilely trying to break free of his handcuffs. Sami raised a long leg and slammed it onto the chair, pressing her dark shoe between his legs... At the same time, she lowered her purple eyes, staring at him, and licked her lips... 　　"Ugh! You beast!!! What are you doing!!? Ugh!!!" 　　Joshua knew exactly what she was going to do, just as he knew she was a succubus... 　　He knew that intercourse would be the most deadly act for a succubus, but instinctively, a surge of anticipation welled up within him, because she was simply too sexy. A succubus's alluring body existed solely for this kind of act... 　　"Hehehe..." Sami enjoyed his flushed and panicked expression. She raised her long leg, her black leather boots stepping over the chair, and seductively lowered her body, straddling his crotch... 　　"Ugh!! No! You beast!! Get away from me!!!" 　　Soon, amidst his shouts, Sami straddled his lap. Her alluring fragrance wafted directly into Joshua's nostrils, causing his heart to race... 　　He stared wide-eyed at her soft, white breasts, almost touching his nose. His last weapon was his teeth, but he dared not bite, for the magical fluctuations emanating from her skin made him wary. He knew his teeth couldn't harm her, but they might drag him into a quagmire of pleasure. He simply turned his head away and closed his eyes... 　　However, any attempt to evade her now was futile. Sami's soft, pink arms slowly wrapped around his neck, and the succubus's fragrant, soft body gradually clung to him. He had nowhere to escape; his entire back was firmly pressed against the chair back. 　　Her red lips brushed against his blushing earlobe, whispering seductively, "Hey~ Is it comfortable? Little knight... How's my body? Fufu... Can it compare to your Esmeralda? Hehehe..." 　　"Get away!!! Samizu!! Get away from me!!!!" 　　"Hehehe..." 　　Hearing the lewd and seductive laughter beside him, Joshua could only tremble and curse. His attempt to escape from Samizu's arms looked like he was being raped. To be precise, he was indeed being raped, but even knowing the woman was a succubus, Joshua's intense shame prevented him from accepting the idea of a woman raping a man.　　　But it was too late; whether he accepted it or not, he had no choice. When a beautiful woman takes the initiative to attack a man, it's difficult for him to resist, especially since this beautiful woman's strength far surpassed that of a man...

Joshua was frantic. He knew he absolutely could not allow the succubus to drain his life essence; that would utterly destroy his hope and leave him completely at her mercy.

But on the chair, Shamelo clung to him like a python. Her soft breasts, like two bouncy mounds of flesh, writhed against him with her seductive movements, rolling him around. Her long legs slowly wrapped around the back of the chair, gradually drawing him entirely into her embrace…

Joshua had to admit that Shamelo was an absolutely stunningly beautiful woman, radiating femininity. Her graceful body language and alluring, subtle fragrance constantly stimulated his senses, fueling his fantasies and generating waves of pleasure.

Amidst rising lust, he racked his brains trying to figure out how to escape his predicament. He even thought of the rumors circulating in the tavern that as long as he brought succubi to orgasm during intercourse, he could easily defeat them... But that was just a rumor, and he dared not gamble his entire family's lives on such a contest... Yet, right now, he seemed to have little choice... "Ughhh!!" he roared in humiliation and pain.

"Hehehehe... Little knight, I can feel your resistance weakening, huh?" Sami chuckled wickedly as she began to undo his belt...

"Ugh!! No!! Stop it! Ahhh!!!"

Joshua roared in regret, deeply regretting that he hadn't pierced her neck with his sword when he had the chance...

"Hehe?" When Joshua's pants were completely undone, Sami mocked:

"Hey? Little knight, what are you expecting...?... Look at you, you're already this hard... Hehehehe..."

"Ugh! No!! Let go!!! You damned beast!! Ugh..."

Sami played with his penis, her sharp nails constantly scratching it: "Hehehehe... What a dishonest guy... You keep calling me a beast, but secretly, you've gotten this hard..."
She mocked, gripping his penis and rubbing it back and forth along the edge of her soft black leather skirt, making him feel an unbearable itch.

"Ugh...you!!!"

"Hehehe..." Her lips brushed against his ear again: "Hey, do you really like me that much? Hehe...okay...then I'll grant your wish..."

She tugged at his penis, reaching inside her leather skirt...

"Hehehe...little knight, let me lead you...into heaven..."

!!!

"Ah!!!"

With her words, Joshua felt his glans touch a warm, moist opening, writhing like a mouth, trying to devour him...

"Ugh! No!!!" He kept tightening his waist, trying to get his penis away, but Sami squinted, relentlessly pursuing him. She writhed, gripping his penis, slowly and forcefully inserting it into that warm, ecstatic depths.

"Ugh...!!"

Joshua suddenly let out a sigh of relief, as if all his strength had been drained. In that instant, his violent struggles stopped abruptly, and he collapsed into Sammi's arms as if all the bones in his body had been removed.

That was a honeypot no human could possess. Though warm and soft, it was so tight that the penis couldn't move on its own. It was like a living mouth, the penis passively enveloped by it, following its contractions and undulations, being swallowed little by little...

And with each contraction and undulation, it was so tight that he felt his penis was being detached from him. Waves of tingling, pulsating suction made his urethra constantly feel the pleasure of leakage, as if it were drawing everything inside him, letting the pleasure continuously permeate his entire body, eroding his will to resist, making it difficult to concentrate. He even felt that his whole being was being gradually swallowed by her, towards her core...

"Ah...ah..." At this moment, Joshua no longer cared about his image. He lay on Sami's soft breasts, unable to stop moaning. The exhausting, tingling pleasure made him gasp for breath, almost losing consciousness...
"...Hehehehe..." Sami exhaled a fragrant breath in pleasure, her honeyed orifice contracting rhythmically, as if savoring his penis: "Oh...this feeling...is truly intoxicating..."

From her cleavage, she lifted Joshua's face, caressing his blond hair with one hand and teasing his lips with the other, those lips trembling with suppressed desire, she adored:

"Hehehe, indeed, only you humans are my eternal love...even after preying on so many creatures brimming with vitality...in the end, only when connected with you humans can I feel that bone-deep pleasure...hehehehe...truly the most spiritual beings...oh..." She narrowed her long eyelashes, licking her lips in ecstasy: "...Whether it's your vitality, or your life force, hmm...to succubi, it's like a drug, addictive...hehehehehehehe..."
[The End]

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