“Phew, finally got her to leave.”
Via sighed in relief as she looked at the impenetrable wall made of dense plants, her heart easing just a bit.
Then, she glanced toward Myuri, who was steadily approaching her not far away.
“Tsk, can we settle this peacefully?”
Via’s body was already tightly bound by thick vines.
For the dark elf standing before her, once Via stepped into this courtyard, she had effectively walked right into an inescapable trap.
The elves were naturally adept at nature magic, especially when it came to spells involving plants—they were simply the strongest.
The dark elves shared the same lineage as the elves, so they excelled in this area as well.
“Via, I truly didn’t expect you to obediently come to this meeting. I thought that after receiving my invitation, you’d decisively choose to keep your distance from me.”
Myuri calmly walked up to her, admiring the way Via struggled yet could not escape.
“Well, what choice did I have? Who else could I cling to but you?”
Via said bitterly.
“But I’m curious—why did you decide to attack me? We’re not exactly close, but I don’t think I’ve done anything to offend you.”
At this moment, the question burning most in Viya’s mind was where exactly she had crossed this fellow demon lord.
The dark elf didn’t answer Via’s question directly. Instead, she extended a slender index finger and gently lifted the hem of Via’s clothes, revealing a smooth, flat belly.
Then, that finger traced downward along Via’s abdomen.
That motion sent a chill down Via’s spine.
Granted, this method was not unfamiliar to her—it was a common technique among succubi to arouse desire—but when applied to Via, it made her uneasy.
“Um, just say what you mean. No need for hands-on… We’re both demon lords; we shouldn’t be fighting each other like this.”
Via decided to buy time.
According to demon etiquette, Myuri wouldn’t be able to kill her outright.
So all she needed was a chance to escape.
“Why can’t we fight?”
The dark elf’s eyes gleamed with mockery.
“Didn’t you attack His Majesty the Demon King himself when he came to visit you?”
The vines coiling around Via began to writhe slowly.
A sticky, viscous sap oozed out, filling the air with a sweet, cloying scent.
As the sap spread, the vines crept upward along Via’s thighs and arms toward her torso.
Some even crawled along her thighs, probing the secret, sensitive spots near the roots.
“W-wait… what do you mean?”
Feeling on the verge of losing her chastity, Via struggled fiercely.
The more she resisted, the stronger the vines tightened, and she couldn’t fight back.
“I was once nothing but a slave under a duke—not even a slave, just a ‘thing’ in the duke’s household. Later, Lady Lilith purchased me. Since then, I have followed Lady Lilith faithfully.”
The dark elf ignored Via’s words and continued her story.
Meanwhile, the uncontrolled plants increased their assault.
A vine wrapped tightly around Via’s waist, squeezing mercilessly until she felt as if she might vomit up everything she’d eaten.
“Lady Lilith is so kind—she even gave you, an outsider, a second chance at life. And what about you? Have you shown even the slightest respect to our Demon King? Have you ever displayed any kindness to Lady Lilith?”
“If it were just this, it might be forgivable. But what I cannot accept is that you actually hurt Lady Lilith!”
The gentle, intelligent dark elf cast off her disguise entirely and screamed hysterically.
Several vines lashed across Via’s back like heavy whips, leaving welts—though for a demon lord like Via, these attacks barely hurt, serving only to humiliate.
“Lady Lilith rarely visits us; she’s always busy with her many duties. Her only recent outing was to your residence, seeking you out voluntarily. And yet, you mercilessly attacked her.”
“That’s right, I have no right to kill you. Demon lords can’t kill one another. But that doesn’t mean I can’t make your life a living hell. You will remain here in this castle, under the care of my precious ‘children,’ and slowly rot into my breeding ground. When you truly respect His Majesty the Demon King, maybe I’ll let you go.”
Via was speechless.
She never expected that this dark elf was a loyal supporter of the Demon King—and clearly her feelings were more than mere admiration.
As for the punishment Myuri proposed…
Well, in a way, it seemed to suit her species perfectly.
To this dark elf, a succubus should receive the most supreme “breeding ground cultivation” “treatment.”
She longed to see this former human hero fall and become the endless nourishment of her garden.
“Hey, hey, stop going any further…”
Feeling the thin fabric at her lower body being pried apart by the vines—the last line of defense on her body about to fail—Via whispered anxiously.
Something similar had happened when she first became a succubus, but she had held back then, resisting her instincts.
This time, though, whether she resisted or gave in, Myuri wasn’t going to let her go.
Those restless plants seemed determined to see this through to the bitter end.
Countless images of her own bad endings flashed through Via’s mind—the disgrace of falling from grace, becoming a lowly fertilizer for this flower field…
Her succubus nature stirred a faint excitement, but reason soon suppressed it.
“So that’s what you’re holding a grudge over? I actually thought about this for quite a while,” Via smiled wryly.
“Myuri, your trap is perfect. Fine, I admit I was a bit disrespectful to His Majesty the Demon King. Maybe he and I saw it as a joke between us, but you… you just can’t accept that, can you?”
At this moment, Via was playing the part of a subtle provocateur.
“I’m sorry, Myuri. It was just horseplay between His Majesty and me. If it offended the sun in your heart, I’ll keep my distance next time, okay?”
The flowers stirred restlessly.
The garden visibly grew wild with Myuri’s shifting emotions.
The vines no longer planned to gently seduce their prey into pleasure—they were ready to seize her violently.
But just as everything was about to happen, a brilliant light sparked in Via’s eyes, piercing the darkness cast over the sun.
A surge of magical power burst forth in an instant.
Invisible blades unleashed thousands of slashes, shredding the once-impenetrable prison into countless fragments.
“What’s going on!?”
Myuri panicked, hastily summoning spells.
The plants regrew and lunged again, but before they could reach Via, they were utterly destroyed.
“That’s far beyond your level! What did you do!?”
“Didn’t do anything special. Blame yourself for forcing me to satisfy your perverted plants with my body.”
Via chuckled as she adjusted her clothes.
“I’m a succubus—lust is my best food… Thank you for providing me such abundant nourishment. I nearly lost my purity here today.”
“Sorry, I’m not a dark elf, but I hold grudges too, Myuri. Now, isn’t it time for me to get a little revenge on you?”