Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

After being severely warned by a priest of light, the soldiers with hippie smiles just now felt heavy pressure, and the groans of the survivors on the ground suddenly turned from satiation to pain. The power of the succubus acts on the spiritual level, with Dire consequences of all kinds.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

A soldier lying on the ground suddenly wailed loudly. He yelled so much that his heart almost came out of his mouth. He pinched his neck with both hands, causing his blood to protrude, and his expression was terrifying.

"Stop him!" bellowed Duke Clark Haines.

Many of the victims seemed to be crazy, hurting themselves, or crying, and a few were lifted up by the doctor and placed on stretchers, looking devastated the whole time.

"What's wrong with them?" Clark asked Yalan irritably.

Yalan sighed: "Losing, gaining and then losing, the most terrible kind of loss."

The old man frowned: "What does that mean?"

"The joy of having sex with a succubus cannot be achieved with any human creature." Yalan explained to the old mage quite bluntly, "That strong feeling makes people addicted, and it depends on the willpower of the victim. Miserably, his soul was sucked away, and the rest... probably won't be able to satisfy sex in this life, thinking that he may never experience that kind of bliss again..."

Yalan pointed to the ashen-faced victims who were being carried away, and that was all she said.

Clark turned his head and asked the legionnaire on duty, "Why are there succubi in the fortress?"

The legionnaires collectively bowed their heads to accept the reprimand—but Clark was purely venting, and he knew that this could not be blamed on any soldier, not even the military mage—because how many of them had seen the succubus before ?If it is not a scholar who studies demonology, probably the vast majority of people only come into contact with alien species in the stories of bards.

"Guarding the world from the power of the abyss is one of the duties of the temple." Yalan said to Clark, "The paladins will start patrolling from today, but the spellcaster who summoned this succubus may need you and Your Legion assisted in the pursuit."

"Of course." Clark nodded sullenly, "No one has ever been able to do whatever they want under the old man's nose."

A curfew has been imposed for the Galactic Fortress.

When the fortress was attacked, the fortress did not declare a curfew, but the people with long eyes would not come out to get in the way, but now it is different, even a notice was posted saying that there might be a succubus hiding in the city, and the people were even more excited, many of them The mercenaries who hang out in the tavern and even ordinary people threaten to "hunt for beauty".

The bard really deserves it!In their little yellow songs, the succubus is some kind of fragrant but absolutely safe and harmless creature. It is even said that the succubus described in their song is not a real succubus at all, but some imaginary one similar to Grenago A strange thing about an urban elf who is engaged in the sex service industry in the Principality of Sri Lanka. It even looks almost like an elf with a ridiculous tail.

For a while, the fortress seemed to be turned into a demonology institute, and everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about demons.

Etjaye walked past a row of smiling girls, and couldn't bear to sigh: "How can anyone want to be raped by strange alien creatures? They are not afraid of contracting alien venereal diseases!"

"There is no such thing as 'disease' in the creatures of the abyss." Yalan retorted him, "This is due to the very popular adult ditties. When these misguided people find out that the beautiful and sexy succubus in the legend is actually two meters tall When they are half, covered in scales, with huge claws and horns, and their sex organs are as thick as the upper arms of adult men, they will not have the slightest sexual fantasies."

Et Gaya sneered coldly: "Yeah, by then they will almost be stabbed in half by sex organs thicker than arms."

The medical officers brought the latest news that a poor fellow had a wound so large that he died of blood loss.The priests of the temple branch have all been mobilized, but even Dinin couldn't save some severely wounded people. The healing spell of the light magic department is just a spell that uses a lot of holy light to force the wound to heal quickly. It is not a panacea, even It's not as gentle as people imagined, and the overly weak wounded can't bear this kind of overdraft at all.

Etgaya followed Yalan and walked a few streets. As a major military town, the people here seem to have little sense of panic. A fierce battle can't affect their lives. Headache.

"What are you looking for?"

"Traces." Yalan replied with a frown, "The power of the abyssal demons does not belong to the main plane, and they will always leave traces."

"This place is as clean as your pocket." Atgaya spread his hands.

Yalan reached into the pocket of her robe, took out a silver coin, and flaunted, "My pocket is not empty!"

"Huh? A silver coin, this is all your cash?" Etjaye replied, "You can't even buy a glass of expensive wine!"

The elven priest, who looked poor but was utterly rich, threw the silver coin into Etgaya's pocket, "Well, it just so happens that you come to support me."

Wearing an orthodox priest's robe, this Yalan looked too gentle and holy. Along the way, she received a lot of admiring eyes, and even made a bold confession, but she didn't find any trace of the so-called devil.

"A demon so powerful that it can sleep dozens of people in a barracks without being caught, it is impossible to have no power fluctuations at all." No need for Yalan to say, Et Gaya can see what is wrong, "The breath of the abyss species can be hide?"

"Concealing power fluctuations and aura, this is the spell of a mage in the world, and it can only be used on human beings. There is no record of the abyssal species learning the magic of the main plane." Ya Lan said, "Unless..."

"Unless there are no demons at all."

Etgaya's facial expression was weird. He even coughed several times to adjust his voice, but he still couldn't hide the sharpness in his voice. He tried not to scream, and asked, "You mean, a certain human being fucked?" Dozens of strong men in a whole barracks?"

Hearing what he said, Yalan also had a strange expression, and replied: "If there really is such a mighty human being, I think my sisters might break their heads in order to snatch him, so... it shouldn't be a certain human being."

"That's a group of human beings?" Etgaya couldn't hold back his voice any longer, "That's terrible! A group of people lined up and fucked up a barracks with dozens of strong men!"

Yalan: "...Don't shout, this is the main street."

With the favor of the monarch, this kind of thing is impossible even for members of the Dark Elf Sisterhood who have been abstinent for a month, because there is no human species that will suck away the soul of the other party during sexual intercourse!

"But there are not only dozens of strong men in the barracks, the female soldiers are all fine." Yalan said suddenly.

The men in the barracks were full of ugliness and suffered a miserable end, but the few female soldiers just fell asleep without even wrinkling their clothes. All the victims were men.

Et Gaya laughed: "So the perpetrator is a woman?"

"A woman with a dildo fucked dozens of strong men in a barracks?" Ya Lan gave him a sideways glance——

Etgaya covered his face silently. Why did the priest of light still speak holy words as if he was singing a prayer to praise God even though he uttered obscenities?

In the afternoon, Duke Haines and a small team of military mages arrived at the mansion of Duke Connor Cadillac. Yalan and Kevin, representing their respective temples, followed logically.

Clark's personal mage knocked on Connor's door for a long time, so that the old duke's face was dark - there were nobles with the same title coming to the door, and the master hid in the bedroom instead of waiting in the living room. Only the housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion, a middle-aged woman, was wearing a black dress, her hair was tightly tied into a small bun, and she looked too serious.

"Charlie." Yalan quietly introduced to Kevin, "Her name is Charlie, and she used to be a staff officer of the Cadillac family legion. She made military achievements in the Northwest battlefield, but she retired after being injured and became the Duke's housekeeper. "

Kevin was speechless: "Good name."

Although the female butler named Charlie looks too majestic, like a judge more than a butler, her hospitality etiquette is much better than that of the master. She asked the maids to serve tea and snacks, and kept apologizing:

"My lord Duke manages the fortress, and also supervises the defense of the family on the northwest front. Although there has been no incident in the northwest in recent years, the master is still working day and night. This incident in the fortress is really exhausting physically and mentally. I thought that since Haines The duke presided over the affairs, and just let the master have a good rest, so he added a tranquilizer to the master's lunch and tea, so the master is still taking a nap, please don't be offended by the duke."

As soon as she finished speaking, Connor came down the stairs, wearing a duke's gown, but his expression did look like he had just woken up, a lazy look.

"Connor, there is a succubus doing evil in the fort right now, do you know any suspects?" Clark cut straight to the point, not polite at all.

"How do I know!" Connor sat down, took a sip of the tea handed by the butler, and said, "I don't know anything about the things those spellcasters created! But isn't Shadowmoon and the Temple both here? With the Kantanaroa Temple, they are experts in dealing with such alien creatures, why did they come to me?"

Clark seriously criticized: "Young man, is this your attitude as a fortress guard leader? Even if you are a soldier, you don't know any suspected dangerous people in the fortress?"

The puffy middle-aged duke snorted, his double chin trembled, he smacked his lips, slowly wiped off the tea stains from the corners of his mouth with a towel, and said, "Even if there is a dangerous person, he won't hold his scaly hair every day. Pets roam the streets like dogs! How do I know who's going to summon the succubus?"

After he finished speaking, he took another sip of tea and yelled: "Maybe it's not from the fortress, maybe it's the group of refugees you opened the door to let in! I said not to open the city gate indiscriminately and let in strange people at this time, but You don’t listen! You set up a checkpoint at the gate of the city, and you can check out all the bad guys? If you want me to say that your military mage is the same thing.”

A string of lightning flashed across Clark. This is the bad thing about elemental mages—the elements gathered around them often betray their mood. Immediately came forward to smooth things over, the refreshments on the table were almost piled up into a hill.

Only Yalan and Kevin sat happily side by side, completely unaffected by the tense atmosphere of the two nobles, and even their mood improved.