Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Ronan intended to add some points to slightly improve the situation, but Celia stopped him at that moment:

"You're not thinking of doing that kind of thing again, are you?"

"Take it easy. We've only known him for less than three days. Are you really going to reveal your hand already?"

"It's just death."

"Let's go find that succubus. I'm really curious to see what kind of succubus could bewitch those two."

"And, I'd like to try cultivating it."

"You must be interested too, right?"

Death is very common in the labyrinth; even being drained dry by a succubus is just a normal way to die.

At best, it's embarrassing.

Celia didn't think it was worth Ronan's concern.

Ronan fell into deep thought upon hearing this.

After thinking about it, it does make some sense.

Not being able to become his personal butler might be painful for Leos, but at least it will make him remember this profound lesson.

Anyway, I'll be resurrected soon.

only…

When Farin's anxious expression came into view.

Seeing her glancing in his direction every now and then, looking conflicted and wanting to say something but holding back, Ronan hesitated for a moment before finally speaking:

"Although resurrection is not urgent, let's put them together first."

"So that when we leave, they won't be devoured by roaming monsters until not even bones are left."

Seria nodded in agreement with this approach.

As they returned with the two men's drained bodies, a faint milky scent suddenly wafted into Ronan's nostrils.

Looking up and around, the aroma was different from milk; it was peculiar, with a kind of dizzying allure.

Milsilr twitched his nostrils slightly and explained:

"This is the scent that the succubi emit when they are feeding. If I'm not mistaken, they should be around here."

Upon hearing this, Ronan and Celia exchanged a knowing glance.

Ronan then began to make arrangements methodically:

"Senshi, you stay here and continue cooking."

"Fallen, do you want to stay and look after your brother?"

“If we stay, Marcus will stay too, and Hissies will be in charge of guarding.”

"Lest we get wiped out before we even get back."

He didn't set up a protective barrier; the young man needed to be tested.

Besides, it's only been a few minutes, so nothing too serious should happen.

Farin bit her lower lip and nodded gently, and Heathwhis followed suit.

Marcusel hesitated, as she did not want to stay behind.

But seeing Farin's resolute expression, he could only reluctantly agree.

As Ronan and the others disappeared at the end of the passage, only the sizzling sound of cooking and the three people's soft breathing remained in the room.

At that moment, Farin suddenly remembered that she still had that kind of thing to deal with.

She gripped Marusier's wrist tightly, her heart filled with anxiety, but she could only suppress it for the moment.

She silently hoped that her senior could find the succubus's true form and avenge her brother.

……

"The fragrance is getting stronger. By the way, what exactly is the succubus's fluid? Is it their milk?"

As Ronan walked along the road, he inhaled the increasingly rich and sweet scent in the air and said thoughtfully.

Behind him, Milsilr gently shook his head and patiently explained:

"No, it's a special bodily fluid they secrete. Based on existing information, their physiological structure is similar to that of mosquitoes."

"After the mouthparts pierce the human body, the secreted fluid can give adventurers the ultimate pleasure."

"That's the target we're looking for."

"Mosquitoes?" Ronan raised an eyebrow, then realized, "They're just mosquitoes."

It's mentioned in One-Punch Man.

Judging by her graceful figure, it's no wonder she can seduce anyone.

As he pondered, the fragrance grew stronger, and Ronan suddenly stopped.

"Someone's coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, slender man slowly emerged from the shadows.

He was handsome, and his every move exuded a comfortable and approachable charm.

Ronan had no recollection of the face, but Milsilr beside him was struck dumb, frozen in place.

The man smiled and waved forward, and Milsilr's eyes immediately became unfocused, and he unconsciously lifted his foot—

"boom!"

Celia's magic arced through the air, instantly pulverizing the man.

She flicked her wrist in annoyance:

"This is a succubus? Not so great. Whose ideal type is she?"

"Um…"

Since there were only three people present, Celia looked around and understood.

Her gaze fell on Milsilr, a strange expression on her face, and she asked in confusion:

"You like humans?"

Looking at his gloomy appearance, everyone would hate him, but I never expected there to be such a contrast.

Milsilr snapped out of his daze, his face flushed, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

She couldn't answer Celie's question because it was a secret she had kept buried for a long time.

She enjoyed the feeling of being remembered by a short-lived species for a lifetime; it gave her the warmth of being valued.

He exhaled, said nothing, and simply lowered his head.

Suddenly, something else burst out of the darkness.

Ronan looked closely,

It is—a dragon!

The Azure Dragon uprising.

……

"I never expected it, I never expected that even animals could transform."

On the way back, Ronan carried several struggling succubi and looked them over with great interest.

He shook the Azure Dragon on his wrist and teased:

"So that's your beloved female dragon?"

Qinglong remained silent, feeling utterly humiliated.

The mighty dragon race almost fell for the mosquito girl's trick.

Ronan chuckled softly, turning to look at Seria and Milciel:

"Their fluids are stored in their bodies, right? As long as you feed the victim 'milk,' they can recover."

"but.…"

Curiosity flashed in his eyes, "Can other people drink this kind of 'milk'?"

Milsilr was lost in his own thoughts.

She wondered why she hadn't encountered the succubus who tempted Ronan and Celia.

Before she could figure it out, Ronan's words brought her back to her senses, and she blurted out:

"I don't recommend drinking it, because it doesn't taste good. If you want to try monster milk, I recommend Minotaur milk."

"As for the juice...maybe."

“In the past, people used bait to extract them, such as using half-humans to be drained dry, leaving some residue in their bodies.”

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone capture someone alive like this."

They are both fierce and unique, as if they are being handled like toys.

Ronan nodded, and when he returned to his room, he saw several more corpses on the ground not far away.

They clearly launched several more attacks while they were away.

Seeing Ronan return, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Farin strode forward, her face filled with anxiety, and asked if there was any hope for her brother.

"Of course there is, this is the one that bewitched your brother."

Ronan pointed to the succubus in his hand, "Just cut open its belly and feed it the milk."

Farin took it, and what she saw was a woman who looked like a monster, with sharp fangs and white fur all over her body.

Although she was completely naked, the downy fur covered her vital parts, so it wasn't considered revealing.

Farin blushed, never expecting her brother's sweetheart to be this kind of person.