Sisilia watched as Lilivier’s hand slid onto her waist.
She seriously wondered if this girl’s race was recorded incorrectly.
Her behavior was even more succubus-like than an actual Succubus!
But clearly, Lilivier’s technique was far inferior to Lucifiel’s.
If it had been the latter, those strong, commanding fingers touching her would have made her involuntarily cry out.
…Wait, how did Lilivier know what had happened between her and Lucifiel?
Could it be that she saw everything that happened in the bathhouse?
What a lecherous Blood Clan member…
Sisilia clicked her tongue in her mind, brushing Lilivier’s hand away as she looked around the deserted mine.
“What exactly have you prepared here?”
The magic crystal mine had been abandoned for a long time. Many wooden pillars were broken, and the iron rails used to transport ore were covered in rust and overgrown with vines.
It wouldn’t be surprising if the whole place collapsed at any moment.
“Lucifiel has already told me your requirements. This place will definitely meet your needs!”
Lilivier snapped her fingers, sending several bats flying forward to scout. The moment they touched the stone walls, bolts of lightning suddenly erupted and blasted the bats to bits.
“First, there are all kinds of traps. I’ve set up over a hundred different Magic Arrays throughout the mine to guarantee not a single Human will survive coming through!”
“Those Humans have a Saint leading them; magic of this level won’t even scratch them,” Sisilia shook her head.
“Of course I know that, so I designed traps even Saints can’t block!” Lilivier smirked, directing the bats further ahead.
“Clack!”
Something seemed to have been triggered.
Suddenly, a pink mist erupted from the ground, faintly fragrant. Just inhaling it made Sisilia feel a subtle heat spreading through her body, and an inexplicable itch began crawling over her skin.
“Demon King, this is a high concentration of Succubus Essence. Any ordinary mage who touches it becomes a brainless fool obsessed with carnal desires. Even a Saint won’t be able to resist it.”
Lilivier pressed her chest against Sisilia’s back, wrapping her hands around her waist and slipping them under her clothes to explore her stomach.
Sisilia’s mouth twitched.
What kind of trap was this?!
No, considering this is a world of an adult game, maybe it’s not that surprising…
“Any other methods?”
Sisilia casually dispelled the toxin for both herself and Lilivier.
“Of course! I also have a way to completely destroy the dignity of those Humans!” Lilivier grabbed Sisilia’s hand and led her deeper into the mine.
They stopped before a rocky wall, illuminated by glowing fruit, where a treasure chest sat.
“…A Treasure Chest Mimic?” Sisilia eyed the chest, which screamed ‘Trap’ in every way. Only someone incredibly foolish would open it.
“No, it’s not that simple.”
Lilivier flapped her bats’ wings, opening the chest.
The next moment, the rock beneath their feet vanished.
They plummeted into the darkness below but landed on solid ground after only a few seconds. The glowing fruits lit up one by one, and the hole above was sealed by rocks, turning the place into a sealed chamber.
“…Where is this?” Sisilia’s extensive experience with dungeons gave her a vague guess.
“A room you can’t leave without ,” Lilivier said, reading Sisilia’s thoughts. She snorted, noticing the Demon King’s slightly unsettled expression.
Sisilia’s lips twitched.
As expected of you, Lilivier!
She should have seen it coming.
With Lilivier’s outrageously malicious personality, what else could she have possibly come up with?
And yet, she had let herself be dragged to a place like this…
“Demon King, I’ve designed lots of fun little mechanisms in here,” Lilivier said with a snap of her fingers. The sealed room immediately filled with an even thicker pink mist.
Even Sisilia inhaled it and felt her heart race, breathing quicken, and vision blur.
“Demon King, and there are these props~”
Lilivier produced a pair of handcuffs and shackles, leaning close to Sisilia to clasp the handcuffs on her wrists. “These magical restraints can suppress magic power and prohibit the use of magic…”
Only then did Sisilia realize Lilivier’s clothes had somehow become more revealing. Her rather flat chest was pressed tightly against Sisilia’s arm.
“Demon King, how do you feel now?”
Lilivier’s hands slid along Sisilia’s waist, her legs squeezing around her feet, lips brushing softly against her neck, leaving a moist trail.
Feelings?
Faced with this seductive scene, Sisilia’s mind was left with only one thought.
Hard.
So hard.
Lilivier was definitely using underhanded tactics on her.
No, she couldn’t hold back!
With a sharp move, Sisilia tore off the magical handcuffs.
Given her magical strength, those restraints had no effect on her.
But it was a different story for Lilivier.
Grabbing Lilivier’s hand as it reached for her chest, Sisilia caught her off guard and twisted the handcuffs onto Lilivier’s wrist.
“Eh? Demon King, do you actually like doing this?” Lilivier didn’t expect the Demon King to be so proactive. Her wings quivered excitedly.
She had never experienced such a reversal of offense and defense.
It felt intriguingly new…
“Yeah…” Sisilia glanced at the other props Lilivier had pulled out, fastening the shackles and a collar onto her and binding her with ropes.
“Demon King?! What are you—Ugh!”
Lilivier’s words were cut off as Sisilia stuffed a ball gag into her mouth, blindfolded her, and whispered into her ear, “Just enjoy it.”
Just one person.
Ignoring Lilivier’s muffled protests, Sisilia turned and activated spatial magic to leave.
Can’t leave without ?
She was the Demon King! Who needed to obey such rules!
Returning to the magic crystal mine, Sisilia noticed Lilivier hadn’t followed.
She assumed those anti-magic restraints were effective.
Phew… finally temporarily free of that girl…
But after all this, her already sparse magic reserves had dwindled to less than twenty percent.
Being the Demon King was powerful, but every spell she cast was of super-tier or forbidden grade.
With such consumption, her magic simply wasn’t durable enough.
Speaking of which, as a Hero, wasn’t she gifted at replenishing magic? If she could just pull the Hero side of herself to help recharge her Demon King self’s magic…
Sisilia imagined that scene.
Two versions of herself, intimately close…
So weird.
Thinking it over again.
Still weird!
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