Succubus cannot be a saint

"You said... you wanted me to be yours... Are you going to do that...? Aren't all you succubi... like that?"

Upon hearing this, Sharlelei's brain circuit short-circuited for a second.

It turns out that this elf girl, this freshly baked little elf succubus, took the phrase "become her person" literally, and even misinterpreted it...

Well, considering they are all succubi, this understanding doesn't seem particularly wrong...

"Huh?" This time, it was Isadore's turn to let out a sharp explosion, "——Huh?!"

"No, no, no, no, absolutely not!" The little nun screamed and jumped onto Salle's bed, trying to separate Valerie and Salle. "Absolutely not! Such evil things are absolutely not allowed!"

You usually look so dumb, but now you understand everything in a second...

Sharlelei was a little amused, but she still patiently explained: "That sentence doesn't mean what you understand. I just want you to become a succubus and become my subordinate..."

"……Eh?"

Willie blinked and looked at her for a moment, then her little face suddenly turned red, and even steam was faintly coming out of her head.

The next moment, she let out a sharp explosion louder than Isadore's.

“&!%￥#@&#%#@￥——!”

A few minutes later, the door of Sallelei's study slammed open, and Willie, sitting in a wheelchair, rushed out like a gust of wind. Isadore in the room glared at Sallelei angrily, and the Saint of Graystone Town, the instigator of all this, turned her head and whistled.

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late at night.

With Sharlele's arrangement, Villiers finally settled down in the Castle of Volo, living in the room next to hers.

In a dark room, the elf girl lay on an unfamiliar bed, breathing unfamiliar air. Even now, her heart was still beating fast. Her body clearly told her that magic power was surging in her body, and a new organ had appeared at her tailbone.

"I've already...become a succubus."

She stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers drew a beautiful line of blue sparks in the air. She stared at the arcane light in a trance, whispering softly, and her tail swayed involuntarily.

It's like a dream.

But the horns on the head and the tail behind, these demonic features feel so real.

The magical power flowing in her body also told her that this was not a dream.

Unable to help herself, she recalled the scene not long ago. When she was lying on that woman's bed and said to her, "Don't you want to do it?"

It turns out that woman didn’t mean to hug me ahhhhh——!

In an instant, all the emotions she felt were washed away by the volcanic eruption of shame. The elf girl twisted her upper body wildly, covering her face tightly, and was tortured by shame, letting out one low whine after another.

No, but luckily I didn't actually hug her. After all, I wasn't mentally prepared at all...

After a few minutes, she lowered her arms, her heterochromatic eyes, one yellow and one blue, staring blankly at the dark void in front of her.

"After becoming a succubus, I not only gained magical powers, but... I also didn't forget my previous memories and didn't become a different person."

"But... am I going to have to feed on men's essence from now on? No, no... That's disgusting... If that happens, I'd rather die... Eh."

"Wait, that clueless little girl seemed to have said that her clan likes girls. A succubus who likes... women? I've never heard of that... But, but... if it's with a woman he likes... it's not impossible..."

"I'm sorry, Mother Philanya, Mother Gelley, I... I turned into a monster."

Whispering quietly in the darkness, she suddenly burst into tears.

"But you're not with me anymore, right? So, I can do whatever I want. I'm free to do anything, even if it means I turn into a monster...right?"

A moment of silence.

"So... she didn't lie to me. I was thinking that if she dared to lie to me, I would kill her and then die..."

"Anyway, my life is worthless. If I die, I can go find Mother Gelley..."

As the girl murmured softly, in the room late at night, her beautiful heterochromatic eyes, one yellow and one blue, gradually became covered with a layer of dark shadows.

"But fortunately, she didn't lie to me..."

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There will be another chapter added tonight!

Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 166: The Barking Cultist (Additional Update)

In this way, Sharlele's followers welcomed a new member - the elven magician Velie.

And Velie almost immediately understood what mission she was shouldering. Rather, she became a succubus in order to fulfill her mother's long-cherished wish - to make magic technology available to the general public.

For her, the only way to accomplish this nearly impossible task is to use the blasphemous gift of the succubus to grant ordinary people the ability to control demons.

However, what hinders the popularization of magic technology is not only people's ability to control magic, but also their magical knowledge and literacy. To build a new magical knowledge system, education is essential.

Therefore, on the second day of moving into Volo Castle, Willie turned her small wheelchair and forcibly requisitioned a large room in the castle as a "magic classroom", and ordered Salare to gather all the succubus nuns there.

When they learned that the "old wizard of Greystone Town" was actually such a young elf girl, the succubus nuns looked at each other in surprise.

They were even more surprised when they learned that this little elf wizard had also become a succubus.

—The Saint Lady's charm is all-pervasive, regardless of age, race, or gender... Oh, there are still some distinctions here. In short, she can even capture the legendary elves...

You know, between the Elf Kingdom of Albery and the Stag Kingdom, there's an entire Griffin Kingdom! This was the first time they had ever seen an elf!

Afterwards, Velie became the magic teacher of these succubus nuns and the "Director of the Succubus Magic Technology Research Institute" - although the latter was a fictitious position made up by Sharlele, and the research institute had not yet been established.

After settling Velie down, she received another good news in the afternoon - Marianne and Anne, the two succubus nuns, had completely "trained" the cultist Coresa.

So, Sharlele called Durenna, and then met the mysterious cultist in the study.

But... the scene was a little awkward.

Wearing a loose long dress and barefoot, Kressa walked in, led by the succubus nun Marianne. Marianne held the iron chain around her neck in her left hand and a soft leather whip in her right hand.

In addition, she was wearing an eye patch and a dog muzzle on her face.

"Hurry up, little rascal." The succubus nun giggled and pulled the chain on her hand. Then Coressa hurriedly took a few quick steps with a flattering smile on her face. "Yes, Lady Marianne..."

Seeing how obedient Kressa was, Durenna was stunned for a moment. "What is she doing..."

"The Saint asked us to teach her a lesson. So we did as she was told." Marian smiled sweetly and swung her whip, causing Kressa to shudder. "Why, Lady Durenna wants to try too?"

"Uh... no, thanks. I don't like being whipped..." Durenna's cheeks flushed slightly. She glanced at the whip in Marianne's hand and turned her head away.

Marian looked down at her whip, then at the blushing cheeks of the Succubus Knight, and was stunned for a moment. "But I mean for you to try whipping her..."

Durenna: “…………”

Seeing the atmosphere becoming obviously awkward and Durenna's cheeks flushing redder and redder, Sharlene quickly coughed to save her female knight, "Okay, let's get down to business."

"I understand, Saint." Marian was also a smart person. She immediately turned to look at Coressa and snapped her whip again. "The Saint will ask you questions next. You must answer truthfully. If you answer well, you will receive a reward tonight. Do you understand?"

"I understand! Lady Marianne!" Coresa raised her head excitedly.

Looking at Coresa, who was completely different from the fierce look she had just had, Salares couldn't help but sigh.

"The butter is really real..."

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It didn't take much effort for Salares to extract information from Coresa, whose will had completely collapsed.

She belongs to a cult called "Nightmare Cult" and holds the position of senior pharmacist, which is considered... the lowest level of seniority in the organization, only one level higher than ordinary believers. This can be seen from the fact that she has not yet been granted divine power.

The Nightmare Cult believes in a god called the Lord of Dreams, who sleeps in dreams. The ultimate goal of the Nightmare Cult is to awaken this god so that his power can reach the real world.

The method used by the cult is to connect the dreams of mortals with the gods through drugs, becoming a node in a huge dream network, thereby providing spiritual power and nutrients for the dream master.

This is the true effect of the "medicine that brings you closer to the gods".

As for the dependence of this drug, it comes from the "condiments" added by the cult in order to control the users.

But Sharlelei's doubts did not disappear. She frowned and asked, "A mountain dweller who believed in the Deer Horned Goddess drank your medicine and turned into a werewolf. How do you explain this?"

Hearing this question, Kressa, who had taken off her blindfold, opened her eyes wide.

"Turning into... into a werewolf? You, you think this is the effect of the drug...? No, it's not. It can only make the spirit of the person taking the drug closer to the god... Generally speaking, this god is our 'Dream Master', but if the person taking the drug has a very close connection with another god, and this god's influence on him is enough to overshadow the 'Dream Master'... No, that's not right..."

Kressa muttered to herself mid-sentence, "Even so, a righteous god will not allow his believers to mutate, unless they believe in an evil god. But the Deer Horned Goddess is not like an evil god, unless the Deer Horned Goddess..."

At this point, she stopped talking in panic, and Sharlelei continued for her, "Unless the Deer Horned Goddess herself is in some kind of 'mutated state'?"

After a moment's silence, as she digested this rather weighty information, Shailelei asked again, "Why did you instigate the mountain people to rebel?"

"Rebellion? No, no, Lady Saint, I just want to collect data on the Antler Goddess's followers after taking the medicine... After all, even if they rebel, it's useless, right?"

"Then you let them rule Moon Springs instead of Derek!?"

"Well..." Kressa blinked. "When I first came to Greystone Town, Derek gave me a hard time several times, so I thought... even if I can't kill him this time, I can at least teach him a lesson..."

After hearing this, the succubi in the room looked at each other and fell silent.

Derek, people hate dogs.

"But it is certain that your sect is going to start a rebellion in the West, right? Tell me your plan." Sharlele was a little speechless.

"I don't know the details..." Coresa said with a bitter face. "The High Priest only sent me to Greystone Town to control Baron Volo's family, and then to cooperate with the cult's actions to besiege Field Territory. If you hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have asked Baron Volo to gather his troops and march to Field Territory by now..."

"In other words, you also control other noble territories in the Western Territory? Which ones are they?"

"Baron Miles... Baron Dexter, Baron Francis, and so on, the circle around Field County..."

“How do you communicate with your boss?”

"We exchanged letters, but they were all burned after reading..."

"Who is your boss and where is he?"

"I, I only know him... He's lurking in the Church of Plenty in Field Territory, pretending to be a priest of Plenty, but I don't know his gender, name, or specific identity..."

Sharlele and Durenna looked at each other, and saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

Field County was the second-largest city in the West, and a noble domain second only to the Duke of Dravi. If nothing unexpected happened, the Nightmare Cult's goal would be to quickly capture Field County, then attack Duke Dravi, thereby seizing the entire West and dividing the Stag Kingdom.

"What instructions did your superiors give you?"

"The Order... The Order's army will besiege Field Territory, cutting off its connection with the rest of the Western Territory. Then, they'll have the armies of the surrounding nobles pretend to be reinforcements, allowing the Order's army to enter Field Territory. With the combined efforts of both inside and outside forces, they'll capture it in one fell swoop..."

After a moment of silence, Sharlene turned to Durenna.

"Durenna, form a reconnaissance team and head to Field Territory in the name of Baron Volo to gather intelligence. Also, we are outnumbered, and we are not fully aware of Field Territory's current situation. Try to avoid conflict with the enemy."

After a pause, she warned, "The Nightmare Cult still doesn't know that Greystone Town has fallen into our hands. We must make good use of this information gap."

"Yes, Saint Lady."

"I have another question." Shalelei turned to Coresa, "How do we remove this drug?"

She then briefly described Sally's situation to Coresa, and the naked cultist's eyes widened in surprise.

"Remove it? Saint, Lady Saint, there's no antidote. I, we researched it, and we didn't think about solving it..."

Upon hearing this, Durenna's expression darkened, and she placed her hand on the hilt of her sword. Seeing this, Klesa hurriedly said, "But, but there is a way to break it! Unless..." Her voice gradually faded.

Durenna drew her sword without a word.

"I say! Unless someone sneaks into the dream network and cuts off her connection with the network! But this requires a special dream potion! I, I can prepare it for you!" Coresa shouted hurriedly.

Sharlele nodded to Durenna, and the female knight slowly put away her sword.

"No, but..." Kressa said stubbornly, "It takes time to prepare the potion, and the intruder should have strong mental strength and the protection of dream magic. Otherwise... it's easy to get lost in the dream..."

"I understand. Anyway, make the potion first," said Sharlene. "We'll talk about your treatment later."

"Thank you, Saint! I'll definitely be of use! I can be your herbalist!" Kressa hurriedly took a few steps on her knees. "I know everything from wound remedies and antidotes to aphrodisiacs! I can also treat common illnesses!"

Did he get an herbalist? Not bad. Healing is good for injuries, but not for diseases. His territory is definitely short of a pharmacist.

And then... the love potion.

To be honest, when she heard this, Sharlelei was a little moved.

But she coughed quickly and picked up the teacup pretentiously. "One last question, about your 'pointy-headed medicine'..."

"Pointy head medicine?" Kressa was stunned. "You mean 'black goat's milk'?"

"Huh? That's its name? Never mind. Tell me its information."

"This... this wasn't made by me. The High Priest gave it to me. There are only a few bottles left, and they've all been used up. But it's said that it's made from a strange black membrane. But what exactly it is, I don't know..."

With a bang, Sallelei's teacup fell to the ground and shattered.