Chapter 88
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Chapter 88: Lolth’s Succubus-Gifted Field
Inside the small tent, the young knight used her physical strength advantage to overpower the slender succubus beneath her. The tent, lined with only a layer of moisture-proof mat, was somewhat soft due to being pitched on grass with lush weeds as cushioning. However, compared to a proper bed, it remained far from comfortable.
But neither Lolth nor Isabella had time to consider these things. Lolth felt her mind somewhat foggy, almost like having a fever, with very active and scattered thoughts. However, she hadn’t lost her ability to think completely like Isabella had. One could even say her mind remained unexpectedly clear.
Lolth lay on the ground as Isabella, who burned hot enough to melt black ice, rubbed against her, running her hair, fingertips, and skin over her body. The knight clearly didn’t know how to do these things properly and was simply moving around instinctively, making soft whimpering noises.
It was strange – the weight of a legendary Grand Knight was pressing on her, yet she didn’t feel heavy. Lolth, who had always been as solid as a capital letter, slowly realized this and gently placed her hand on Isabella’s back. This girl was unexpectedly… very light too. Compared to the power contained in her body and what she carried on her back… her body was just too light.
“Ah… you, succubus…” After being gently embraced by Lolth, Isabella let out an almost unconscious murmur. Her voice was excited, trembling, and even held some… pain.
Pain. Wait… pain? This made Lolth suddenly more alert. She suddenly noticed the pink smoke-like beings around her.
“Is this… the succubus’s gifted field skill?”
Many Abyssal Demons possessed gifted fields, provided they were strong enough to unleash their own. This was why demon races’ epic beings could also be called “lords” – not only qualified to own a territory, but also a domain!
Lolth had never learned to practice succubus spells or skills. However, she still possessed a gifted field, just never unfolded it. And succubus fields… were limited to those few types.
Lolth quickly realized that her domain might be the worst kind. Its effect was probably… compulsion. This type of domain was rare among succubi, but records existed of it. If the intensity was strong enough, not being satisfied within the domain could lead to a lifetime of torment. Even at its lightest, the soul and spirit would be harmed, taking days to recover.
Lolth had no intention of tormenting Isabella for a lifetime.
“There’s no way out of this…” She sighed.
Besides, she also liked girls. The knight ate abundantly and often did strange things, but she was also very strong. Since being captured, she had completed everything properly when asked. She even managed heavy lifting while under the Curse of Weakness without being asked to remove it.
“Always looking serious, but actually quite pitiful and lovable.”
The youngest Legend Level Knight on the mainland was just a girl in her early twenties. With her young age from two lifetimes, she should be her older sister.
“Since it’s because of me, I’ll help you… I’m sorry.”
Lolth whispered, still embracing Isabella, slowly rising from her pressed position. The atmosphere had reached this point, so continuing posed no issue. She gently turned the unresisting Isabella over and pressed her down underneath her, tucking the hair near her ear.
Afterwards, a powerful magic spell created a barrier around the tent, making it off-limits to anyone. Even if the angel of the God of Light descended to this world, they couldn’t break Lolth’s enchantment quickly.
Outside, only Ann and Rayleigh sensed the magical energy and looked toward the tent.
“Hmm? So Lord Lolth and Her Excellency Isabella have this kind of relationship?”
Because Lolth seemed genuinely hospitable to these “enemy” individuals, and after spending time with her in Hillenbrand Town, Ann’s opinion had shifted. Seeing the barrier spell and sensing the succubus-gifted field, she imagined a forbidden love story crossing races.
As for Isabella’s surface obedience and feigned indifference towards Lolth earlier… Ah, that must be what they called “tsundere” in picture books and stories!
Meanwhile, Raleigh Collin’s face showed deep sorrow.
“Could ‘Ryman Ice’ Isabella have completely fallen under that succubus’s control? This wickedness is unacceptable!”
Most Holy Alliance members hadn’t yet realized what was happening, still eating heartily. Even some straightforward dwarf craftsmen and simple-minded human warriors had started conversing with Kanor and Old Harper.
“What?! All these foods were invented by that succubus?”
“What?! She even funded farms and pastures in your town?”
“What?! This succubus arrived, reduced taxes, enacted laws, and gained everyone’s love?”
Many commoner warriors and squad leaders whispered among themselves.
“This succubus seems more capable than our Republic of Seychelles’ council and nobles…”
The boisterous dwarves shouted openly.
“Not just your Republic – she’s better than most humans!”
“Even our Dwarf King doesn’t treat us craftsmen this well!”
“Beer sounds delicious, but our tribal leaders, claiming hero’s descent, even ration alcohol!”
“Well, can’t fault the king – beer production is limited, probably because demon brewing skills are too advanced!”
These comments irritated the elves and noble-born soldiers.
“Why are you so easily fooled by mere words!”
“Speaking like this now – planning to surrender after one meal?”
The civilian soldiers and dwarf officers countered:
“Who are you to talk? Aren’t you enjoying the food too?”
“I risked my life for the Holy Alliance fighting demons. Now things are different – can’t I speak my mind?”
Rayleigh, noticing the brewing conflict, was about to intervene when new magical energy surged from the tent. The spatial barrier lifted.
Then came Lady Knight Isabella’s cry of distress.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Her Grand Knight’s tremendous lung capacity and resilient vocal cords left everyone stunned, as if experiencing a mental explosion!
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Did she lose focus and cause the barrier to slip, or was Isabella’s moans so strong that they could pierce the barrier