How to Feed a Succubus

Yulia stopped in front of the door with Reynolds behind her back.

The witch's house is a huge six-story mushroom house, surrounded by towering trees, dormant in this dangerous forest, and becomes a shelter for passers-by.

Uriah's gaze swept across the door panel.

The wind blew past the door, raising the banner on the door.

The words on the top bounced out of Bree, and stopped in front of Uriah, and a hoarse and gloomy voice came out:

"Here lives a witch.

A demon once starved to death in this forest.

There is a demon who came out of the forest 2s and then came back.

Another demon lost three levels in a row.

So, be obedient~"

The font on the banner is bright red, with red droplets dripping from the tail.

It looked like it was written in blood.

Reynolds sniffed, and whispered into Ulea's ear, "It smells like red berries and sweet fruits."

Uriah turned his head, Reynolds rubbed his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were blurred, and there was a mark on his face, his hand obediently grabbed the strap on Uriah's shoulder.

The little succubus opened and closed her eyes, struggling with drowsiness to wake herself up.But sleepiness swept over him, and he leaned dizzily on Uriah's shoulder.

The door flew open, and the witch sat on the sofa and looked at them.The crow screamed.

"Welcome to the house of the witch."

The witch was wearing a bright red dress, and the crow on her shoulders folded her wings. She whistled at Uriah.

Then the crow gave a loud cry.

The stretcher in the room came out with legs to meet Reynolds and put him on the stretcher.

The chair reached out and tugged at Uriah's pant leg to invite him in.

"Pay the entry fee first." The witch's piggy bank flew up and arrived in front of Uriah.

Ulea calmly paid the fee.

"Welcome in," the witch said.

The dancing candle came to lead the way, and Uriah stopped and looked at the witch.

"don’t worry."

The witch picked up a jar of potion from the table, and Reynolds was on the small bed beside him, with his face reflected in the huge glass ball above.

Ulea frowned, the elf's scepter was hidden under the black robe.

If the witch played tricks, he sent her to the resurrection point immediately.

The witch snorted coldly, walked to the bed in high heels, and glanced at the glass ball.

"I've had a bad stomach, and I'm slightly poisoned." The witch glanced at Reynolds who was dripping with sweat on the bed, and whispered, "You can't even bear the least poisonous poisonous fruit, what a poor little guy."

The glass ball opened a hole, and the witch put the clear potion in, the hole was closed, and the glass ball rotated for a while.

With a sound of "nail--", a green glass bottle was sent out.

"Feed him the medicine." The witch raised her head and motioned to Uriah.

Uriah took the glass bottle and walked over to Reynolds.

Sensing the familiar breath, Reynolds opened his eyes and saw Uriah's mouth trying to evoke a smile, tilted his head, and rubbed against Uriah's chest.

The little succubus reached into the big black robe and grabbed the clothes of the Holy Son. The witch whistled and said, "Please go upstairs when you open the room."

Ulea's expression became even colder. With one hand, he held Reynolds' hand in his robe, and with the other hand, he held the potion and fed him the medicine.

"Drink medicine."

The Son's words were crisp and concise, and sounded icy and cold, like the wind blowing from a snow-capped mountain.

The little succubus' ears trembled, and when it recognized Uriah's voice, she opened her mouth obediently, her eyelashes trembling.

The green potion was poured into his mouth.

The little succubus' tears fell down with a "click".

Ulea's medicine-feeding hand stopped, and she looked at the witch beside her.

The witch clapped her hands, and the candy basket ran over with long legs.

"Oh, sure enough, the medicine is still too bitter. Let's change the formula next time."

Ulea peeled off the candy wrapper and fed it to the little succubus' mouth.

Reynolds opened his mouth obediently, narrowed his eyes happily as he felt the sweetness, and licked his lips.

The Holy Son quickly withdrew his hand, his breath became short of breath, and he turned his head away from looking at the little succubus on his chest.

The witch tapped her chin with her finger, looked at the two of them for a while, and said, "If you let me copy a light magic circle, I can let you and the little succubus enjoy an extremely happy night."

Yuria refused with a cold face.

The witch sighed regretfully.

After Reynolds took the medicine, the witch greeted the candles in the room and took them upstairs, "Remember, remember to find me tomorrow."

Ulea didn't respond, and Reynolds, who was awake, still lay on the Son's back, turned his head and replied softly: "Okay, good night, Miss Witch."

The witch winked at him: "It's so cute, little guy."

After the witch finished speaking, she took out the small glass ball from the waist of the skirt, touched the upper surface with her finger, and a fluffy piece of paper flew into Reynolds' hands.

Reynolds looked over in surprise, the witch smiled and nodded her lower lip, "Secret."

she said silently.

Uriah followed the dancing candles upstairs, and their room was on the sixth floor.

Reynolds looked up at the long winding staircase, "Mr. Candle, why did Miss Witch build the room so high? Is there no elevator?"

The candle pondered for a while, and opened a mouth from the middle, "To test true love."

"Oh." Reynolds nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

Of course Candle would not tell him that according to the "Building Standards for Game Residents", an elevator must be installed above the seventh floor, and the witch is only allowed to build up to the sixth floor after adding a big mushroom cover because she has no money.

"Can't you fly up?" Reynolds blinked his wet eyes.

Candle fell silent for a moment.

He decides to shut up.

"Mr. Candle?" Reynolds spoke again.

He leaned over the banister and looked down to light them as the candles bounced up the stairs above.

He didn't want to answer the little succubus' questions anymore, he had a hunch that he could ask him the entire first floor to the sixth floor.

Ulea opened a magic circle, and quickly carried Reynolds up to the top floor.

"Wow, Lord Uriah is amazing."

The little succubus marveled and looked at him with admiration, but Mr. Candle hadn't come up yet, and Reynolds couldn't see Uriah clearly.

Ulea restrained his long ears that wanted to tremble, thankful that it was dark at this time, he replied calmly and indifferently, "Yeah."

Mr. Candle caught up and illuminated the world.

"Ah!" The little succubus screamed in panic, wrapping her arms around the Son's neck.

Uriah turned her head and saw the highest cage.

In the middle of the cage was a demon with his mouth tied, his hands and feet bound, his head hanging down, pitifully.

Uriah took out the scepter.

"Don't hit it! That's a demon who made a mistake. The Witch just punished her, but didn't hurt her."

The little succubus looked at Mr. Candle in horror, "What did she do wrong?"

Mr. Candle swayed, and the shadow of the lamp was drawn on the ground. The big mouth made Reynolds feel terrible at this time, "Sorry, we must fully protect the information of the guests. I can only tell you, don't believe her words. "

The demon in the cage was crying sadly, his dark blue hair like the deep sea was scattered on his shoulders, looking extremely pitiful.

Uriah tightened her grip on Reynolds.