King of succubus

"If you face me, you will lose in less than a minute. You are too weak, little girl."

-!?!?

Despite Fy's threatening gaze, she continued as if she had no fear about Fy. "it's true that I have a deep hatred for little boys, but that doesn't mean that I also like insolent little girls either."

Although everyone, including herself, knows that her words are on the edge of the border of arrogance, she doesn't care and acts as if she only sees Fy as an insect trying to block her path.

But there was not only that, Alvine who watched the slightest action, fluctuation of expression and emotions on her part, roughly guessed what she was really looking for.

'Her words, which could be interpreted as the embodiment of arrogance, not only flamed Fy's rage, but even Askald had a crumpled face after hearing her impose herself so wildly.

I wonder if she's serious or if it's the other way around. But one thing is certain, she is dangerously smarter than Fy, and that is precisely why this little ignorant girl lets herself be guided by her rage instead of remaining serene and reasonable like Askald.'

Alvine, who saw the two looking at each other as two sworn enemies, shook his head with a disappointing sigh when he saw Fy's eyes ignite with rage.

'Sigh, it's in these moments that Fy loses her cold. Although she's strong and intelligent, she always has this bad habit of letting herself be influenced by her anger. She doesn't even understand that this woman is trying to use her as a springboard to gain a minimum of notoriety among them.' He mumbles in his thoughts by taking a brief look at Askald.

Feeling his eyes on him, Askald also sighs.

**My lord, I don't think they're going to get along as long as she--

[I know, Askald, I know. But I hope you at least understand this woman's goal?]

**I'm not pretty sure, but everything suggests that she wants to take her revenge on us regarding our mistreatment of her maids. Finally, it is only the visible part of the iceberg.**

[Hmm, so what do you think is her real goal?]

**Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say that I fully understood what she has in her head, but according to my analyses, she just wants to take advantage of this resentful excuse to show us how much she can be a solid ally.**

Alvine found it difficult to hide his surprise when he heard such insight from Ascald.

[So according to you, she's trying to show us her strength, am I wrong? Now that I think about it, she told me in the conversation that she and her maids are not completely insensitive to the curse of their species. However, she never wanted to tell me what they risk if they kill directly.]

**I don't remember hearing you talk about that.**

[Ah, about that, Umm, let's see; ...I asked her if she needed my help to break this curse, but she directly refused my help saying that it was not necessary and that even if it was the case, she was not interested in boys.]

**So you were talking about that? Sigh, I wonder how you could understand each other this way; yet it's your first real tête-à-tête with her, am I wrong?**

[Yes, but don't blame yourself for that, beyond words, the vibrations in them contain more information than you can imagine.

-Finally, let's go back to our sheep. Do you think she made a good decision by attacking Fy? It makes sense since she is the strongest of the three of you, finally, according to your statistics.]

**You are probably right, my lord. But a duel is not just about statistics, otherwise, people like us, who work as a strategist, won't be of any use in an army.

-But despite everything, I think she attacked the wrong person. Even if I had never seen our first monarch fight seriously, the fact that she is named by you is not a negligible thing. Not to mention that she still has her position as leader, despite my years of evolution, and that of my sister.**

[Hmm...are you insinuating that I have been negligent not to have updated your ranks for years?]

Throughout their exchange of ideas, time seemed to be strangely in their favor, flowing slowly. But although their conversation did not take more than a minute, time had nothing to do with it, this feat was only due to their intellectual and unprecedented faculties.

A brain first thinks before reformulating, and it is only after reformulating a sentence that the mouth and all its assistants struggle to articulate a word, syllable, or sentence.

Telepathy that ignores the last two steps was naturally more convenient and faster. Especially if the two interlocutors do not need to establish a spiritual bond all the time.

This was the case of Alvine, who's constantly linked to all his shadow subordinates; whatever the distance, place, or time.

**No, even if my words seem to go in this direction, I think it differently in my mind. If you have not yet changed our ranks, it is probably because we are always weaker than her. It was based on this hypothesis that I was able to come to the conclusion that this woman chose the wrong target. **

[I see, it's a reasoning that holds the road. But let's move on, I believe that a duel between them will not be boring, our soldiers and residents need entertainment, after all.]

After this conclusion, Alvine finally opens his eyes and raises his head on his palm.

"Azalea, if you want to do so, then either; but it will be in two days." He pronounces his verdict in a loud and authoritative voice.

Looking like nothing, Azalea nods her head before watching Askald. "You can put yourself together if you want, unless you are what is called a room full of treasures but without a bodyguard."

Askald raised his eyebrows slightly but always managed to keep his indifference, unlike a certain girl with short black hair.

"Don't talk as if you can even win against me." She screamed in annoyance with eyes that would begin to turn red blood.

"Don't talk, little one. The question is not whether or not I can defeat you, but how many nano-seconds you can stand in front of me."

Even before she finishes her sentence, Fy's aura explodes around her. "What did you say!? Repeat to see!!"

"Calm us, the Lord's orders are absolute, Miss Fy; never forget it." Askald instinctively intervenes when he sees his colleague's rage making the whole room tremble.

"I know, Askald. But this naughty girl puts me out of me every time she opens it!"

"I only tell the truth, even if it hurts. Mortals don't have their words to say when the gods speak." Always nonchalant, Azalea smiles with sarcasm.

Seeing that Fy's nerves were starting to come out, Askald looked at Azalea with a small frown. "If it can please you, then so be it: I am a strategist who prefers to use his head than his muscles. Are you now happy?"

The latter frowns. But decides to ignore Askald who did not bite the hook.

Following his brief absence, Alvine finally came back, but this time, with another subject.

"Askald, you can go and free our guest's two maids."

He then looks at Fy with an ironic smile when he sees her eyes ignite. "As for you, I advise you not to do something stupid like speeding up the time for your duel to take place rather than planned."

Fy instantly forgets Azalea when Alvine's warning reaches her ear. "Uh! You can read my thoughts, as always, you are not my master for nothing." She mutters with a harmless smile.

"Don't compliment me for that! And stop making this stupid smile, it doesn't reassure me at all!"

But she was not determined to drop the case. "Don't worry, my dear king! I would make sure to obey you by putting order after having...-

Alvine cut her OFF! "How many times do I have to tell you so that you finally understand!? There are weak people on this planet, it will negatively influence them. Be content to go and train others for now."

"..."

"If you insist, I cancel everything! And I'm also speaking for you!" His eyes stare at Azalea, who frowns, after hearing his warning.

"I understand, your level of perversion is unfathomable, Demon of depravity." She mutters while looking from the side.

"Huh!? Demon of perversion? For the last time, stop giving me weird nicknames."

"No, even if I have to bow to you, I will never accept that you pretend to be a victim. Harassing the thoughts of a chaste woman like me is worse than perversion. So you are depraved."

"..." Having nothing to complain about, Alvine focuses on his two subordinates. "You both, go and carry out the mission I gave you. But you, on the other hand, stay here."

"...At your command, Master." The two immediately fly out of the throne room, finally leaving Alvine and Azalea one-on-one.

The latter instantly steps back ten steps and casts a distraught look at Alvine. "Despite my refusal, you want to make me...-

"No, please, don't continue your sentence. I want to discuss important topics with you. And stop constantly having strange thoughts, it's annoying and unbearable in the end." He retorts before Azalea opens it.

'Why are all those I meet, who have lived long enough, never ordinary? Is this one of the consequences of their longevity?' He whispers with a sudden headache.

"Azalea, apart from your two arms, I would like to know if the other parts of your body are elsewhere or if they are no longer of this world." He then asks with his eyes on her.

Azalea's smile instantly fades on her lips when she hears Alvine's question. Even worse, she seems to show a hostile and real aura for the first time.

"Why? How is it important to you? I had never said that I would involve my family in this war. I am the one who wants to take revenge on the bastards who have annihilated almost all of my fellows. It is out of the question that I involve the only survivors who remain of my subjects. If my help and that of my two maids are not enough for you, then we have nothing more to say to each other, Alvine Dragnar." For the very first time, she reformulated her words perfectly.

This fact did not go unnoticed by Alvine. But he didn't care too much. 'As I thought, this is the subject she was trying to avoid from the beginning. Moreover, I didn't expect much when I asked her this question. I only pretended to be aware of the existence of their survivors. No choice, I'll have to continue to do the one who knows everything.' Arriving at such a conclusion, he rises from the throne and walks towards Azalea thirty meters from him.

"There is a misunderstanding, Azalea, according to the terms of our agreement, you, your servants, everything you have, and even your soul, everything now belongs to me. Don't pretend to ignore this fact." He said while patting Azalea's left cheek, which was like a doll devoid of emotions since she did not display the slightest expression on her face, as if it were not her.

"I was right, you are a demon of gluttony."

'Tss~ she gives me another title that I don't know. Finally, it doesn't matter, she feigns ignorance. In my opinion, she must want to move me away from the subject.' Alvine then mutters while smiling at her.

To test his hypotheses, he turned away from her and took three steps forward before stopping. "You know, I was impressed by the powers of your two maids, I never thought your abilities could shake directly on the crystals." He changes the subject while taking a brief look at Azalea, waiting to see if she would play with words or speak correctly.

The latter did not disappoint him.

"It's not a power we're proud of, it's a bit like a curse." She mutters in a bitter tone.

Alvine's smile rids itself from another step by seeing her speak ordinarily.

"According to my calculations, you are not really affected by a curse, but by an arcane that dates back to the beginning of your existence."

"Don't confirm such things without having concrete evidence, Alvine Dragnar." She retorts coldly while instinctively clenching her fists.

At that moment, Alvine also shows his hostility. His aura manifests itself suddenly but slightly around him as he takes a peek at Azalea.

-!

Azalea's crystal immediately activated when she saw Alvine's eyes, which were similar to those of Isolet and her gang.

"Your eyes...are not ordinary." She stutters these words as if her tongue had split into her mouth.

But Alvine remains silent as he uses his recently acquired powers to inspect Azalea.

The latter had the impression of having needles over her body as Alvine used her perception on her. Soon, nervousness caught her up as she felt Alvine inspect her despite her defenses.

After a moment, Alvine nodded and his eyes returned to their dark brown colors.

"I understood. No matter how much you hide it since the beginning, I still finally understood the problem." Alvine pronounces heavily with disbelieving eyes.

"What did you understand?" Recently, Azalea seems to have forgotten all her sarcasm.

"The source of your misfortune.” He said before returning to his throne.

“But I prefer to warn you, even if it's not a curse, I can't break the spell that influences your entire race. An arcane so powerful must be launched by someone more powerful than me, even when I was at the peak of my powers."

"...I didn't ask you for anything like that, Alvine Dragnar. I know that you are not almighty." She retorts without fear.

"Um, that's good news."

'As crazy as it is, I'm never wrong about these facts. She is like Cindy and Rendy. Her power is also linked to this spell; it's worse than the curse.' He mutters in his mind as he looks at the Crystal inked in her chest.

"I am curious to know the caster who launched such an arcane. I think it will be useful to us as information." He pronounces these words out loud.

"... Sigh, if it can please you, she is no longer in this world. She was killed by the side effects of her own stupidity. But before going any further, I would like to rectify something; she too was not almighty, she was just an idiot who wanted to explore unknown lands."

Hearing her explanations and corrections, Alvine sighs with disappointment. 'She had therefore used her own mana essence to cast an ultimate arcane. But who is this 'she' exactly? Their first queen? Or perhaps one of the enemies before the gods' era?

-Heh, it's in this kind of moment that I realize how ignorant I am.

-But hey, I'm not disappointed with this meeting. From the moment I saw the hesitation of Rendy and her sister during our pact, I was able to conclude that something was wrong with them. Normally, no one would agree to submit only by a simple verbal agreement.

-But precisely, this is where the real mystery was. In addition to coming back here despite knowing what she expects, and her dedication to wanting to make a place for herself by all means, going so far as to challenge my first monarch, not to mention her silence when I told her that she belonged to me... all this is linked to one thing, this crystal on their Sternum.

-Sigh, what a cruel destiny. But it is thanks to this that I can hardly consider myself lucky to have absolute control over them.