The Succubus Was Enchanted by a Human?

Emma held Iver's hand and whispered, "Now that Her Isabel has ascended the throne, Avalon's outdated policies, unchanged for four hundred years, can finally be changed. All Avalon needs to do is open its ports to our merchant ships and stop supporting those Iris People. Star Antimony can also provide Avalon with a lot of advanced technology."

"Take this building's elevator for example—to be honest, if this elevator were in our Xingti region, it would probably be a hundred-year-old model. Our nobles wouldn't dare enter a building with an elevator like this, for fear that it might collapse."

"If this meeting concludes successfully, we can also send many craftsmen to Avalon to assist with some basic construction. As far as I know, Avalon's railway isn't even finished yet, is it? Star Antimony's area is more than seven times that of Avalon, and its population is more than ten times that of Avalon. We can now ensure that multiple railways connect every major city. Whether it's industrial products, agricultural products, or personnel, they can be quickly transported from one city to another."

"Are you still relying on typewriters and telephones for office work here in Avalon? I've brought two Fax Machine with me this time. With them, transferring many documents will be much easier. This is a gift for Avalon, and also for Her Highness the newly enthroned Isabel..."

Emma looked at the raven and said softly, "Think about it—didn't Avalon also get invaded by the Iris People decades ago? Although we, Star Antimony, had some unpleasant experiences with Avalon in the commercial and diplomatic fields in the past, those are all things of the past."

"After all, we really never invaded Avalon, while the soldiers of the Iris really did set foot on Avalon's land."

"We don't need Avalon to send troops to fight the Iris, but we hope... Avalon won't send the Griffin Legion to the Iris either."

"If those elite soldiers are attacked, injured, or harm our people in the Iris, many things will become unclear. At that point, we won't be able to take action against the Iris People... I also have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy by the Iris People. They want to use this method to drag us into the war, so that they can unite the weak against the strong and reap the benefits."

Emma's persuasion involved at least five languages.

Besides Avalon Language, there was also Stibium Language, Iris Language, Elven Language, and Primordial Language. She used this method to test Iver and Isabel's language proficiency.

As she spoke, she slowly pulled Iver into her arms.

At first, she only pulled his arm over, but now he's practically lying on Emma.

Just then, the crow seemed to finally lose its temper and pecked Iver hard on the neck.

Iver's body trembled, and he sat up with a start.

Emma did not stop her.

She simply smiled apologetically and watched as Iver and "Isabel" fought.

The influence she has cultivated is not so easily erased. If a mere peck could bring someone back to their senses, so many Fourth Level superhumans wouldn't be so easily seduced by her.

—Ever since the moment they entered and shook hands, Iver had already been taken control of by her.

Emma was actually a little worried before they met.

She feared that "Duchess Bayard" might hide her Shadowfiend in Iver's shadow. If that happened, she would have to proceed with extreme caution, leaving no trace—in which case she would conceal all her hostility, genuinely negotiate with Avalon, and ultimately feign departure only to silently return, kill Yulia, and steal her heart.

But now, Iver is meeting with this "succubus" alone, without the shadow demon by his side...

This undoubtedly proves that Duchess Bayard has indeed left Avalon.

Otherwise, given the Child of the Moon's jealousy, she would have come herself even if she hadn't sent the Shadow Demon.

When Iver shook hands with her and smelled the roses, his hostility and wariness crumbled.

It was the aroma of honey, rose petals, black tea, and red wine simmering together over a low flame. The rose wine scent emanating from her was intoxicating.

Even Fifth Level superhuman could be bewitched and manipulated by her.

This is why Emma was sent to visit Avalon —if other people of the same level were to visit, Avalon would definitely send one or even two Fifth Level superhumans to accompany them throughout the visit.

They called it accompanying someone, but it was actually surveillance.

However, if only Emma comes, it's difficult for Avalon to send someone to monitor her. Although the Path of Authority has strong mental resistance, it's not necessarily able to withstand Emma's influence.

If the two are alone for too long, and Emma manages to control them, things will go terribly wrong—given Avalon's social structure, if Emma can abduct any Fifth Level superhuman besides Yanis, Star Antimony can immediately start a war.

This generation of Avalon doesn't even have a "preparatory Senior Generation" at the Fifth Level. This is the weakest moment in Avalon's history.

This is actually the real reason why Star Antimony has designs on Avalon.

They indeed had no hatred, nor were they involved in many interests. But Avalon had one extremely advantageous condition—they had a close relationship with the Pillar God.

Even though the Silver Crowned Dragon has not answered the prayers of the Avalon for the past two hundred years, unlike in the early days of the nation when it could create Divine Miracle from time to time or send apostles to preside over large-scale ceremonies... Avalon still has Pillar God above it and the bloodline of the apostle family.

This is precisely what Star Antimony truly lacks—its relationship with the gods of the upper realm.

The reason why the giants of the past were so arrogant was because they had a Pillar God above them. The way the "Supreme Heaven" ruled was completely different from that of the "Silver Crowned Dragon": He recklessly shared his power with the giants, making them incredibly powerful and actively influencing the Material Realm.

Both the Herasul Empire and the Eternal Theocracy have apostle relationships. The Horus Empire worships the Dawn Angel, and the Parthian Ancient Kingdom and the Primordial Empire have Pillar God. Even the Eternal Frost Empire, controlled by dwarves, has "Gods of the Heavens" who are close to them.

Within this surrounding area, the only beings without ties to the upper realm are Star Antimony and Iris. The rest are the Lizardman in the desert and the trolls in the south, still living in tribal times.

This is a secret known only to the higher-ups of StarAnti – they have no interest in Avalon's ports, mines, or griffins. All they want about Avalon is to bring these "Founding Family" into StarAnti's high nobility, nothing more.

In that case, the connection from Avalon could be directly transferred to Star Antimony! And that's why she truly harbored no ill will towards Iver ... she had no intention of harming him, and genuinely wanted to take him away. They wanted Yulia only to unlock the secret treasure left by the former royal family; but they wanted Iver because they truly wanted him.

But just then...

The raven on Iver suddenly did something extremely unusual—

It seemed to have suddenly received some kind of attack command and inexplicably began attacking Iver!

Emma instinctively stood up from the sofa and took two steps back, thus avoiding the Shadow Blade that swept towards her face.

In just a few swift movements, the crow tore a long, deep wound that exposed the bone into Iver's fair collarbone. Then, the crow began to peck at the flesh clinging to the bone, glaring hatefully at Emma as it did so—a sight that even made Emma feel a pang of heartache, yet also a sense of bewilderment.

She frowned, wanting to stop him.

But Iver stopped him a second time.

It was a deep wound, so deep that the bone was clearly visible. Isabel's cruelty and brutality towards Iver filled Emma with unease and inexplicable anger.

Despite the excruciating pain, Iver's face displayed a calm compassion.

The next moment, a strong desire suddenly arose in Emma's heart—a desire that was a mixture of many desires, and she could not distinguish the essence of this desire.

A crimson light uncontrollably seeped from the depths of Emma's pink pupils.

It was a figure-eight shaped light pattern that twisted like Ouroboros, and it looked like a heart-shaped pattern.

At this moment, the clever Emma had already figured it out.

—For some reason, Iver had already broken free from his charm state.

But she didn't even know how he did it.

With a mere Third Level mind, how could she resist the allure of Fifth Level high-ranking Greater Phantom Demon? That was a terrifying mental ability that even Fifth Level superhuman could control! Even though she hadn't seriously tried to seduce Iver, Emma still felt a sense of defeat.

"It's been a very pleasant experience being with you, Ms. Emma."

Iver spoke slowly, word by word. "Like being in a hot spring above the fires of hell... it's invigorating and incredibly relaxing."

Clearly, he had not completely broken free from control.

But the gaze he gave her, like that of a father or a master, and the scent of his blood, made Emma gasp for breath and her heart pound. Her fangs grew out, and for a brief moment, her nature as the Child of the Moon triumphed over that of the succubus.

... So thirsty, so hungry... but why? "Want to eat... my flesh?"

Iver collapsed onto the sofa, his flesh being pecked at by crows.

His lips curled slightly upward, and his voice, a little hoarse, rang out. "But that's not for you, it's for her."

A deep sense of disappointment and sadness welled up in Emma's heart, much like when her father hadn't promised to buy her the hunting dog she wanted when she was a child. But soon, disbelief and shame followed... She couldn't understand why she had such strange thoughts.

As a juvenile succubus, she should be able to perfectly control all her desires.

It would be utterly ridiculous if a succubus could fall in love with a mortal.

Overwhelmed by fear and confusion, she wanted to attack Iver. But for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to do it; her gaze was completely drawn to Iver's pupils. An incredibly strong "desire to obey" rose from within her—even stronger than her "father's" command.

—This seems to be an allure.

She quickly realized the nature of this anomaly.

But this only made her feel ridiculous and ashamed—the succubus had been seduced by a human?

For a moment, I wanted to kill you.

As if he could truly kill himself, Iver spoke slowly, word by word, words that Emma found laughable. "The moment I first realized I was being controlled by you."

For some reason, Emma had no intention of mocking Iver at all.

A strong sense of grievance welled up in her heart, instantly filling her eyes with tears.

In that instant, she felt as if she had returned to her childhood. She had become that little girl again, whose every wish was ruthlessly rejected by her father.

"... But I quickly rejected that idea. Not because of your influence. But because you came for peace. You represent the monarch of Star Antimony."

"I am neither the monarch of Avalon nor a usurper. I have no right to decide your life or death. Whether to kill you, whether to wage war against Star Antimony... is not up to me."

"So I will remain restrained until she gives the order."

Iver's speech gradually became more fluent, which symbolized that he had completely broken free from Emma's mental control through his own tenacious will.

But at the same time, his compassionate gaze that had touched Emma's heart and the allure that lingered in Emma soul gradually dissipated, as did the grievances and vulnerability she felt.

The crow stopped pecking at Iver and looked up at itself. Its bloodstained beak looked startlingly ferocious.

For some reason, Emma saw intense hatred and murderous intent in the crow's eyes.

"... It seems I can't let you stay here overnight."

Emma smiled helplessly.

She wasn't flustered at all, and instead asked, "Is that really all? You didn't attack me just because Her Majesty the Queen hasn't given the order yet?"

"Another reason is that I'm not ready yet."

Iver spoke slowly, getting up from the sofa.

He straightened his collar, concealing his bloodied collarbone beneath his clothes. Even when the wound was accidentally touched, he didn't utter a sound.

He squinted and said softly, "Next time we meet... I'll bring you a Tarot Card."

Are you here to tell my fortune?

Emma gradually relaxed, regaining her initial liveliness, and murmured softly like a little girl, "I want the Lovers card, is that okay?"

As a succubus by instinct, she gradually became aware of Iver's personal preferences.

But for some reason, when she saw Iver stand up, she subconsciously took a half step back.

"I've already given that card to someone else."

Iver replied calmly.

"When we part ways, won't we shake hands, darling?"

Emma smiled and came forward again, extending her hand generously.

Iver gave her a deep look, then suddenly chuckled.

He reached out and briefly shook hands with Emma. Then, Iver extended his arm and embraced her.

Just as a warm and innocent smile returned to Emma's lips, Iver remained calm and whispered in her ear, his deep and husky voice making her knees go weak. "I am not your 'darling,' madam."

"—Your tricks won't work on me, you devil."

The next moment, Iver gently pushed her away. Then he opened the door.

As Iver was about to leave, he turned back to look at Emma, who was standing there stunned with her hand raised in mid-air, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"The fangs aren't very attractive, Your Excellency."

He finished with a sarcastic remark, but then revealed a bright, sun-like smile.

Iver politely bowed slightly to Emma before officially leaving.

Update complete! It's a little late, but it's still an update of over 7,000 words!