Chapter 241

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Chapter 241: Exchanging the Most Precious Thing

Where is that demon that was here just now?

There was nothing in front of him, as quiet as if nothing had ever happened.

He used a magic wand to poke under the bed, then got up to check the gap by the wall, wondering where something could be hidden in the 5-square-meter space.

Even succubus can Phase Shift… he almost forgot.

So, the succubus is now in front of him, or… behind?

Just as his eyes were shifting, he felt a pair of arms wrapping around him from under his ribs.

Jesse was about to elbow again when the succubus behind him softly said, "Don’t hit me, my dear, I don’t want your soul, I just want you to… love me, is that so difficult?"

This humble plea had quite an impact on Jesse, making him unable to strike again.

When I came to this world, no girl had ever talked to me like this before.

But this was a real demon.

"Let go."

"Okay." The succubus slowly slid down her arm, and Jesse felt her intentionally rubbing against his leg.

"Even just a try is fine, just a little bit," she said with a smile.

Jesse looked at the demon’s mysterious magic eye and asked, "Isn’t it boring to fall in and out of love so suddenly?"

The succubus stepped closer, looking at Jesse and asked, "So, what kind of love do you want?"

"Do you have a name? Let’s start with your name."

"I am Molofeel from the city of endless desires," the succubus said. "If you want to give me a name, you can, I don’t mind having one more name."

It turns out that this place is infinite, and it’s very unlikely that there are any Demonic words that Imp doesn’t know. Does that mean the person who wrote this note missed a word? But this is indeed a place in the Twisting Nether somewhere.

"I mean, your real name," Jesse said.

"Do I have to say it?"

Molofeel asked, with a hint of doubt.

"This is the condition for us to continue being together, without this, everything is off the table."

"Well, let me think about it for two days."

"Think about it? My previous servant didn’t give me this much trouble." Jesse picked up the note with the Anti-summon Spell and said, "If I send you away and summon another succubus, will it still be you?"

"The chance is very small," Molofeel said.

"I don’t like disobedient servants, Molofeel, I’m sorry, but you have to leave!" Jesse decisively began to chant a spell, but didn’t expect Molofeel to suddenly come over and cover his mouth with his chilly little hand.

"No, let me speak."

"Why the change of heart?"

"I think you… are quite nice, and I like it here."

"You’re missing the point," said Jesse.

"Let me rephrase, I think you are exactly the type I like, how about that? I choose you, my master," whispered Molofeel softly.

"Real name," Jesse reminded coldly.

"Hmm," Molofeel sighed lightly, leaning towards Jesse’s ear, he finally caught a whiff of a demon’s hint of blood amidst the overpowering sweet fragrance filling the room.

"But my real name is my everything, to obtain it, you should at least give up something you cherish…"

As Jesse spoke, he felt a small hand suddenly undoing his belt, and he quickly pushed Molofeel away, startling the succubus with a cry.

"I don’t want to die so soon," Jesse said firmly. "Tell me your true name, say it now."

Hearing this, Molofeel chuckled, then asked with lowered head, "Oh, do you think you’ll die if you’re with me? You’re quite cute." This question made Jesse feel a bit nervous, his heart pounding like it might burst out of his chest.

In that moment, he couldn’t see the creature in front of him as a demon from the Twisting Nether anymore. Just a few exchanges made him feel like he was about to give in.

After all, he had never been with a woman in his eighteen years of life. Just the various physical reactions all over his body were almost strangling him.

Not only physical reactions, but the shadow power within him burst out uncontrollably, itching every inch of his skin and organs, as if trying to turn him into a complete madman instantly.

Jesse took a deep breath, at least suppressing this urge of shadow, he had to control this part at least.

In a daze, Molofeel had already crouched in front of Jesse.

She raised her eyes and said, "I guess… you like my lips."

"Wait… slow down."

Jesse lowered his head and discovered two terrifying broken bones on her shoulder… but beneath the broken bones was a backside that could drive any ordinary person insane.

He had just raised his eyes, trying not to look at her body, when he felt a gentle push and weakly leaned against the wall. Then a cold, slippery mass enveloped his consciousness.

He tried to look outside the window to calm down, but the devil’s tail swinging back and forth kept his gaze unfocused… He wanted to grab his magic wand for a sense of control, but the surface of the wand had become incredibly cold and unfamiliar, impossible to grip no matter how hard he tried.

He tried to grasp onto anything he could, feeling like he was being pulled underwater, losing all points of leverage. A sour, swollen taste pulled at him in waves, making his head throb.

Eventually, he closed his eyes.

Let death come… damn it.

In a panic, he barely caught hold of the succubus’s swaying horn, he heard Molofeel chuckle, and the next moment he suddenly felt like his soul was about to be drained.

Even though he had no idea what it felt like to have his soul drained…

The budding worry had yet to materialize, with his consciousness being lifted higher and higher as if by an unseen dark purple hook.

Gradually, all thoughts and feelings were pulled, stretched, disintegrated, and dissipated by this force, and any rationality became a luxury.

Soon, the heat in the groin area increased, followed by a chilling sensation all over the body. His hands couldn’t help but grip tightly, unable to stop panting heavily.

After a while, Jesse opened his eyes again, facing a cold window. He was still alive.

A strange thought crossed his mind: if the demon were to stab him to death with its horns right away, it might be worth it.

Molofeel climbed closer to his ear, whispering softly.

"As a trade, I am Molespherestoltor – my true name. I’ll tell you a little secret, among all the beings in the Twisting Nether, only you and I know this name."

When she revealed her true name, Jesse felt her voice echoing in his mind as if it were a clear sound from the void.

In the echo of her true name, the demon lightly nibbled on his earlobe, licked its lips, and almost whispered, "Ah… the taste of a master, I feel like I hit the jackpot."