Succubus cannot be a saint

Vera Valindiya sat there in a daze, not even noticing the catapult magic crossbow in her hand falling and hitting her ankle hard.

At this moment, the same sentence kept echoing in her mind over and over again.

"—After becoming a succubus, I gained both magical power and the ability to control demons..."

—Becoming a succubus…

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Please give me some money and blades! The more money and blades, the more I will get! (Rolling)

Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 164: Willie, Willie, Willie

In the evening of that day, Sharlele finally left Moon Spring Town and returned to the magnificent Volo Castle.

As soon as she opened the door to her study, she was stunned because there was a familiar wheelchair in the room - Vera Valintia's wheelchair.

"...Ms. Mirror?"

Is she willing to go out? Is she coming out to find me?

"Sister Sasha!" The moment she saw Sallelei, Isadore, who was sitting in the study, jumped up, ran to her and grabbed her hand.

"Miss Mirror suddenly came out of the tower today for some reason. But you weren't there, so I took her to your study. But she just sat there, not talking or eating, and only drank a few cups of tea..."

"I know, you did a great job." Salares ruffled Isadore's hair, walked towards Vera Valindiya, and tentatively asked, "Ms. Mirror?"

no respond.

When she walked around the wheelchair, she saw a face that was red for some reason.

The elf girl bit her lip tightly, trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something, and her eyes were full of tears. The moment she saw Shalelei, her nerves relaxed, but then her body trembled, and a hint of relief and despair flashed in her eyes.

"Please..." Her lips moved in shame and anger, but even with Sharlene's keen hearing, she could only hear a very faint sound.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Sharlelei asked with concern.

"Take me..." Vera Valindiya closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her face, even the tips of her ears turning red. She pleaded in a mosquito-like voice, "Take me... to the bathroom..."

Salaret: “…………”

Isadore: “…………”

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Half an hour later, Salares pushed Vera Valindia's wheelchair back to the study. The girl leaned back in the wheelchair, exhausted, tears still streaming down her blushing face. She tilted her head as if she had been tortured.

It must have been very intense just now...

Isadore looked at her stupidly, not being able to understand why someone would do something like "not daring to let others take them to the toilet, so just holding it in until they're about to leak."

"How are you? Are you feeling better? Do you want some water?" asked Sallelei.

Vera Valindiya's eyes suddenly flashed with shame and anger, and her ears twitched, "No...no more..."

"That's good. Are you hungry? I've had the room cleared out and you can sleep there tonight."

“Oh…oh…” The elf girl nodded blankly, then reacted, “Wait a minute! Don’t act like nothing’s wrong! Shouldn’t you be asking me about the succubus?!”

"But I want you to say it yourself, my lovely teacher." Sharlene said with a smile. The elf girl was stunned for a second, and her already red cheeks suddenly turned redder. She pointed at her tremblingly, "Despicable! Pervert! How dare you let me bring up such a thing! You...you are not human!"

"I'm not a human being. I'm a succubus." Salares blinked innocently.

"Uh—" Vera Valindiya was stunned. Shalelei restrained her smile and said seriously: "Since you mentioned this matter, then I think you came here this time and are ready to give me an answer, right?"

The blush on the elf girl's face slowly faded and gradually turned pale.

"I...I want...I want you to tell me one more thing before I can give you an answer."

Salaret nodded.

Vera Valindiya opened her mouth with difficulty, her fingers clenching the hem of her skirt. She seemed to have made up her mind and slowly raised her head. "Tell me, after becoming a succubus... will I have magical powers after becoming a succubus?"

Sallelei stared at her watery, heterochromatic eyes, and suddenly scenes of her interactions with Miss Mirror flashed through her mind.

She had never cast a catapult spell. Even after meeting her, she had never seen her cast any spells. She always did it by manipulating the wheelchair...

Could it be that……?

"Yes, I promise you. Once you become a succubus, you will have magical powers."

An incredible possibility flashed through her mind, and Sharlene slowly nodded.

"Th-then your succubus..." Vera Valindiya's voice trembled even more.

"Yes, all my succubi are spellcasters, and I'm teaching them magic."

Vera Valindiya trembled even more violently, tears streaming from her eyes like pearls from a broken string. Her heterochromatic eyes stared at Sharlele intently, her little mouth opening and closing, but she couldn't utter a word.

"Vera Valindiya." Sharlelei gently placed her hands on her shoulders and rarely called her by her full name. "I'm very sorry if this offends you. But I want to ask... don't you have any magic power?"

Hearing these words, the elf girl's emotions collapsed in an instant.

"--Yes! I have no magic power! I'm a 'half-caster', a piece of crap with only the ability to control magic! I will never, ever become a true wizard, I will never be a spellcaster like Mom... I will never be able to leave my wheelchair and walk! I will never be able to leave my wheelchair and even cast a spell of my own!"

"But...but Mother Felannia still wrote that manuscript for me...She still didn't give up hope. She still believed that I could soar in the magical sky...But she...she left before she saw that day..."

She cried incoherently, her tears soaking her dress, and even her petite body subconsciously jumped up from the wheelchair and struggled into Sharlelei's arms.

Salares held her gently, but the girl cried even louder, her thin back trembling violently. Isadore watched this scene in a daze, and unconsciously, the little jealousy in her heart also extinguished.

She... was different from me. I'd never met my parents, never experienced their love, and naturally, felt nothing about their passing. But she... had personally experienced the loss of two mothers, and had spent so much time alone in that tower...

So, if it was just for a short while, the magnanimous Isadore could reluctantly give her sister Sasha's arms to her, but only for a moment.

Sharlele gently patted the trembling elf girl's back and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, it's okay, Willie. From now on, you will no longer be alone... I will give you magic power and let you leave this wheelchair, and you will no longer be yourself... Are you willing to believe me this time?"

For a long time, Vera Valindiya remained silent, the light of the magic lamp flickering slightly. Finally, she collapsed into Sharlene's arms, and a muffled cry escaped her.

"What did you call me?"

"I call you...Villier, Velier...Villi...Ye." Shalelei put her ear close to her pointed ear, feeling the trembling and rhythm of the girl's delicate body. "Is it okay? Can I call you that?"

Willie didn't answer. After a moment, she slowly raised her head, revealing a flushed, tear-stained face. Her cat-like, heterochromatic eyes, brimming with tears, stared intently at Sallelei, as if she wanted to carve her image deep into her heart.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent?"

Sharlene stretched out her finger, touched the tip of her white nose, then gently moved it down to touch the girl's wet lips. Finally, she bit her fingertip and placed it next to her mouth.

"If you want to be mine, drink it."

Willie's eyes roamed back and forth on Sharlele's face and fingers. She was trembling and gasping, and suddenly an extremely complicated and strange expression appeared on her rosy face.

Doubt, resistance, confusion, disbelief...but in the end, all these emotions were mixed into one, tinged with the color of desire and hope.

"You...don't lie to me."

Her fingers tightly grasped the collar of Charlotte's clothes, trembling slightly.

"I will not lie to you."

"You...you swear that you will never lie to me."

"I swear, I will never lie to you. Everything I say to you is true."

Willie stared at her blankly, tears streaming down her face. Then, the girl took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she forced herself to smile with her usual haughty smile.

However, this pride stained with tears seems so fragile.

"I've seen the catapult magic crossbow you made..."

Salares remembered that when she walked into the study, she did see a catapult magic crossbow on the desk.

"You... you don't know anything yet, stupid apprentice. Your structure is not refined, your magic power is not pure, your demonization is not complete, and you waste too much energy. You are doing a terrible job... You... you are doing a terrible job..."

She sobbed, tears streaming down her small, thin chin and dripping onto Sharlelei's dress. The two pale hands that were holding Sharlelei's skirt suddenly exerted force, then let go.

She opened her pale lips and took in the tip of Sharlene's finger, which was dotted with bright red blood beads.

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Thanks to @申必OB人投 for the blade! There will be an extra update tonight!

Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 165: Let Me See Your Feet (3k)

In the eyes of Sharlele and Isadore, the pink numbers (and light ball) above the elf girl's head gradually faded, and the pink-purple light slowly flowed through her body, turning the muscles of her limbs into a light pink.

The succubus's magic power filled her petite body without any hindrance. A pair of small curved horns slowly grew on her head, and a slender heart-shaped tail extended from under her skirt.

Even her heterochromatic eyes gradually became stained with lust and a strange crimson, eventually changing to one pink-purple and the other deep red, adding a touch of allure, devilishness, and evil to her.

"I...what's wrong with me..."

Velie struggled to get up from Sharlele's arms, staring at her hands in disbelief. Almost immediately, she felt the presence of magic within her body.

Magic. That mysterious, shimmering energy. Until now, she had only felt it within the cores of magical objects. Now, it was truly present within her, flowing viscously.

For a moment, she felt that the world had become unreal.

Just a thought, and she felt the magic power in her body begin to dance, almost instinctively, instantly outlining one spell structure after another.

As her slender little hands danced, invisible wizard hands flew in the air, carrying teacups and books. Light balls of dancing light appeared and disappeared one after another, the sparks of electric claws crackled, and bright purple, light pink, dark blue and bright red magic light fragments kept bursting and jumping, making the whole room look bizarre.

Yes, these were spells, engraved in her mind, but never woven into shape. And now, they were finally woven into a magnificent painting by her own hands.

The girl stared at the brilliant arcane light in the air, as if she was looking at a dream leaving her mind.

"This is... This is what it feels like to cast a spell with your own power..."

How free, how wonderful. Is this what it feels like to fly freely in the magical sky?

Rather than ecstasy, what she felt now was more... trance.

This is what it feels like to be a succubus, this is what it feels like to be someone new. It's such a wonderful feeling, like being reborn, reborn...

For a moment, Velie suddenly felt that she had been truly foolish. If she had known that becoming a succubus would allow her to gain magical power, she wouldn't have hesitated at all.

But soon, she shook her head and barely suppressed the thought.

Compared to the wonderful pleasure and intense desire after becoming a succubus, the magician's logical thinking and curiosity took over for a moment - how did Shalelei manage to assimilate humans, and even elves, into succubi? As far as she knew, succubi didn't seem to have such an ability...

If there were, there wouldn't be just a few succubi in the demonic disaster three hundred years ago.

"Look, you're mine now." Salares' voice rang out, waking her from her thoughts.

Chengchengchengcheng...become hers...

When Willie looked up, she saw the half-smiled face of Salares. In those clear purple eyes, Willie could even vaguely see her own reflection, especially the demon's pointed horns.

Gradually, her heart seemed to be immersed in a hot spring and slowly melted.

If… if becoming her could bring me magic power and freedom, then this deal… wouldn't be so bad… I heard that those whose essence is sucked away by a succubus will experience incomparable bliss, so would I also…

"Come on, try to stand up?" Sallelei patted her thigh gently, and Willie's cheeks flushed. She tried to stand up with her legs, but her ankle suddenly hurt. She screamed and fell into Sallelei's arms again.

“Ouch…it hurts…”

"It hurts? Did you hurt your feet?" Sharlelei held her under the armpits, put her on her bed, and lifted her feet. "Come, let me see."

"Let me - let me see -?!" Willie screamed and reflexively wanted to kick out, but only then did she realize that her feet seemed to have some feeling!

Although I still can't exert any strength and can't stand up...

Without a word, Sallelei grabbed the girl's slender, white calf and removed her slippers, revealing a pair of thin feet. One could even faintly see the outline of bones and blood vessels. There was indeed a bruise on the white ankle of her right foot.

Willie closed her eyes tightly, trembling slightly like a kitten being carried to the hospital, and her feet couldn't help but ooze sweat. But Sharlelei was completely unaware. Her fingers placed on the bruised flesh, and golden holy light illuminated.

"Um..."

The warm light ironed her ankles, and the bruises quickly disappeared. Her feet felt like they were soaked in hot water, and she felt indescribably comfortable. The elf girl couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

Hearing this ecstatic moan, both Salleh and Isadore were stunned.

...Huh? No way?

Charlotte: Am I accidentally starting someone else's new sexual fetish?

Isadore: Is Sister Sasha going to hit another girl again?

"Are you…are you going to just…just do this?"

After the bruises on her feet subsided, Willie lay on Sallelei's bed, panting. Her smooth skin became sweaty, and her heterochromatic eyes were filled with charming mist.

"Hmm? What?"