Oh No, the Evil Dragon Defiled the Succubus Princess

They integrate the art of charm into their every move, every smile, without needing to deliberately cast spells. Most of the Succubus in their tribe know this and try to incorporate the art of charm into themselves.

To achieve this, one needs to be mindful of one's words and actions when interacting with fellow tribesmen.

It's too difficult.

If you can't be "free to do as you please", your words and actions will appear stiff, unnatural, and affected when you're around the opposite sex.

In that case, it would be better to just use a charm spell.

Princess Meredith achieved this; she didn't need to use any special charm spells, as her every move exuded allure.

In addition, she has a natural allure and possesses what Lance calls "Peach Blossom Eyes." She doesn't need to use any special charm techniques; just being with Lance normally would probably make Lance eager to have his way.

This child has finally figured it out.

She wasn't like this when she was with Lance. Back then, she was constantly using her charm to make Lance submit to her, and she would often try on all sorts of random clothes.

Then one time, Lance said she looked like a monkey. Meredith went berserk that time. She didn't use any charm magic anymore; she just pulled out a Wolf Tooth Club from somewhere and chased after Lance with Wolf Tooth Club.

To describe Meredith, who is naturally alluring and has Peach Blossom Eyes, as a monkey is an insult to Succubus.

No Succubus could resist.

She remembered that not long after, Lance personally taught her how to use the charm spell. At that time, she thought to herself, what does an ugly Black Dragonkin know about the charm spell?

However, not long afterward, she discovered that Meredith's understanding of the art of charm had made a qualitative leap.

Now, more than two thousand years later, Meredith has met Lance again, and she is filled with anticipation.

I wonder if Lance will still be able to ignore Meredith's beauty this time.

Lance once said that a girl changes drastically at eighteen.

Meredith more than just a woman who can transform eighteen times.

Over two thousand years, her physique, beauty, temperament, and eyes have all undergone tremendous changes.

In fact, she always felt that Princess Meredith was qualified to become the Demon Emperor.

She has a natural allure and a pair of Peach Blossom Eyes that seem to hold deep affection even when looking at a dog.

If she wanted, many powerful people would be willing to follow her and serve her.

There were many followers of Meredith in the royal city.

Those powerful individuals were drawn to Meredith simply by seeing Meredith and became Meredith followers.

The more Meredith denied them, the more frantically they defended Meredith.

Among them are many powerful figures from various races.

Meredith was truly enraged. As a princess of the Succubus clan, only Lance dared to be so unrestrained in front of her and look at her with such disdain.

Only Lance would dare to hit her on the head.

Did they still think she was that easy-to-bully Succubus from over two thousand years ago? "If you've got the guts, don't hide!"

"Ugh... Let go of my hand if you dare?"

Hateful!

I bumped my mouth.

Suddenly, Lance grabbed her hands, causing her to lose her balance and crash into Lance.

My face hurts, my mouth hurts, and even my body, which I'm so proud of, hurts.

This guy's body is too tough.

But the scent emanating from this guy is really nice.

Lance sensed something unusual coming from in front of her and quickly took a step back. Wearing such thin clothes, she dared to fight him so closely. She probably didn't know what the consequences of such behavior would be.

Fortunately, Meredith did it on purpose; it was purely due to a mistake in her movements.

Fortunately, he was able to control his desires.

Teasing and luring a fully grown dragon is too risky; the chances of getting burned are too high.

"Stop messing around. If you keep doing this, I won't be responsible for what happens next."

"Is it irresponsible?"

Meredith, whose hands were held by Lance, laughed. A Black Dragonkin was oblivious to romance, a Black Dragonkin refused to get close to the opposite sex, a Black Dragonkin who only knew how to beat up the Abyss Princess, a Black Dragonkin only knew how to throw the princess over his shoulder.

A Black Dragonkin has been single for at least 2,500 years, if she keeps bothering him, what can he do? Give her an over-the-shoulder throw?

"How exactly is this irresponsibility?"

Meredith stopped struggling. She even took a small step forward, got closer to Lance, and wrapped her long, thin tail around Lance's left arm, occasionally poking Lance's armpit with the tip of her tail.

"Not only did I cause trouble, but I also provoked you in front of so many Demon Race. What can you do about it?"

Lance didn't speak; he just stared at Meredith's alluring Peach Blossom Eyes with a half-smile. At this moment, he no longer restrained his desires.

Meredith continued to provoke Lance with impunity. Seeing that Lance was only looking at her with a half-smile, she tiptoed, breathed softly, and said, "No one knows you better than me. You never let yourself be controlled by anger or desire."

You can't scare me. Even if I tease you and get close to you, all you can do is passively defend yourself.

Huh? What's going on?

Why has the aura emanating from Lance changed?

His eyes changed too.

Deep within the golden-red vertical pupils, it seemed as if flames were burning, and those flames were gradually becoming more vigorous and intense.

Lance's aura was gradually becoming hot, and she also noticed that Lance was emitting a special scent.

The smell is overpowering and aggressive.

Just like the way Lance looked at her right now.

The way Lance looked at her gave her the illusion that Lance was looking at his prey, admiring his prey, and toying with his prey.

No, this is not an illusion.

At this moment, in Lance's eyes, she had indeed become a delicious and tempting prey!

Lance's eyes and aura underwent a dramatic change.

The impression Lance gave her before was that of a powerful rabbit.

Powerful, gentle, and harmless; if you tease him occasionally, he'll at most bare his teeth.

Lance is no longer the gentle, harmless rabbit he once was; he seems to have become a predator at the top of the food chain.

Looking down, scrutinizing, and sizing up the prey before them without restraint.

His aggressive and domineering gaze made her feel as if he were taking off her clothes one by one.

Lust!

The flame in his eyes—was it lust?!

Damn, his breath was much hotter than before.

The Succubus queen Meredith suddenly felt flustered because she realized that Lance's left hand had been placed on her waist at some point.

The temperature of his left palm was also terrifyingly high; even through her clothes, she felt as if the skin on her waist was being burned.

"What are you afraid of?" A deep, magnetic voice, tinged with a hint of domineering, rang in Meredith's ear.

"I...I wasn't scared," Meredith replied instinctively.

"Then continue to please me, conquer me with your abilities."

"You... you're not Lance! Who are you?!"

Meredith keenly sensed a hint of evil in Lance's body and eyes.

It makes him look even more domineering.

Lance didn't speak. At this moment, his left hand, which was around Meredith's waist, was slowly tightening, pulling Meredith closer to him.

His face slowly drew closer to Meredith's, his fiery golden-red vertical pupils staring into Meredith's eyes and her glistening lips.

The place they were in was constantly changing.

One moment it's blue sky and white clouds, a grassland full of exotic flowers and plants.

One moment you'll be on a cloud, standing on soft clouds.

One moment it will be a calm, boundless sea.

Meredith noticed the rapidly changing environment around her and was frightened by the situation.

This wasn't her doing, it was Lance!

He was changing his surroundings at will. What was he trying to do? Lance's eyes were filled with appetite, possessiveness, and savage lust as he looked at her.

"Who are you?!"

"Lance."

"No, you are not Lance. Lance would not do this."

A look of disgust appeared in Lance's golden-red vertical pupils. He withdrew his left hand from Meredith's waist and released his right hand, which was holding Meredith's hands.

The head that was almost touching Meredith's lips was pulled back.

The scorching, domineering, and pure, evil aura emanating from his body began to slowly dissipate.

The intense, almost bursting lust in his golden-red vertical pupils vanished in an instant.

The ever-changing environment around them stopped, and the two of them were still standing in the plaza of the Demon God's altar.

He had barely released his desires when Meredith couldn't take it anymore and was terrified.

If he were to unleash his desires without reservation, Meredith would likely succumb to his lust.

It is also possible that he will be destroyed by his lust.

Even Succubus might not be able to withstand the lust of Pure-Blooded Black Dragon.

"Next time you want to conquer me, don't worry so much, and don't just talk nonsense. If you're not prepared, be normal when you're with me in the future. Don't try to test me. Sometimes, trying can lead to disaster."

Succubus seduce powerful individuals, seeking their very Source Blood Essence.

His Source Blood Essence Succubus.

Meredith breathed a sigh of relief upon regaining her freedom; the oppressive feeling had vanished.

If I hadn't said anything inappropriate, would this guy have really dared to pin her down?

After more than two thousand years, how could he have changed so much? More than two thousand years ago, no matter how she tried to seduce him, he remained unmoved and sometimes even mocked her.

More than two thousand years later, how dare he respond to her so brazenly? "You've changed."

"You should say I've grown. You haven't changed much; you're still a disgrace to Succubus. Even if I gave you a chance to conquer me, you couldn't seize it."

"You damned bastard, the only thing you looked at me with was lust!"

"You look at me with such lust in your eyes, have I ever been afraid?"

"You!" Meredith pointed angrily at Lance, but quickly composed herself and forced a stiff smile. "I know you've never been afraid, but have you ever looked forward to it?"

"No, who would expect something from a brat who's still wet behind the ears? Oh, maybe a pervert would, but I'm not a pervert. In a sense, my values are pretty upright."

The old men from the Six Great Royal Clans were still watching them from a distance.

What a disrespectful elder! Just now, when his true nature was revealed, these old guys didn't even come over to stop him; they just stood there watching him and Meredith without moving.

One old man even changed his viewing angle to get a better perspective, wanting to see if he would really kiss Meredith.

Seeing that he did not kiss Meredith's lips, and even showed a look of regret on his face.

"Meredith is the Queen that all the strong young people in the Abyss want to conquer. You just had the opportunity to conquer her, but you chose to give it up. Lance hopes you won't regret it later."

"I don't need to conquer anyone to prove my strength, nor do I have any desire to conquer anyone. I have no ambition; I just want to live a quiet life."

Meredith, standing opposite Lance, laughed upon hearing Lance words. With her arms crossed, she chuckled, "No ambition? Just want to live a quiet life? If you hadn't appeared in the Abyss and hadn't defeated the veteran powerhouses of the Six Great Royal Clans, you would indeed have had the opportunity to live a quiet life."

That won't work now. The images of you defeating the Six Great Royal Clans one by one have been projected onto the skies above the major royal cities of the Abyss. It's possible that projections of you defeating them have also appeared above other cities in the Abyss, not just the royal cities. Your appearance has disrupted the balance of the Abyss.

The image of you single-handedly defeating the veteran powerhouses of the Six Great Royal Clans has spread, and many young Abyss powerhouses are already eager to follow you and make their mark.

Demon Emperor.

The Abyss hasn't seen Demon Race as powerful as you in a long time. Your appearance gives those young powerhouses in the Abyss an opportunity to be recorded in the Abyss History.

This is just the major royal cities and towns. If your battle with the six veteran powerhouses were projected into Land of Chaos and Disorder, many abyss powerhouses would likely spontaneously gather around you.

Lance, you spent a long time in the Abyss, don't you really know what easily defeating veteran powerhouses of Various Royal Families means?

Want a peaceful daily life? You can't anymore.

He shattered the balance of the abyss, igniting a war for the throne of the Demon Emperor Position.

Even if Lance had no such intention, the Various Royal Families of the Abyss would seize the opportunity to hype it up and pave the way for the kings they had carefully cultivated.

The war for the Demon Emperor Position has already begun in Lance.

It's just not big enough yet to alarm the entire abyss.

No, to be precise, it has already alarmed the entire abyss.

That projection.

projection?

Lance asked in confusion, "What projection? I don't know anything about projection."

If the footage of his battle with those old guys from the Six Great Royal Clans were actually projected onto the skies above the major royal cities, that would indeed be troublesome.

Which scoundrel is so insidious? Secretly persecuting him? He has no intention of vying for the Demon Emperor Position.

Who exactly hates him so much? The old guys from the Six Great Royal Clans? Probably not, they don't have that kind of projection equipment, nor do they have that ability.

Are they the princesses, young and old, in the Demon God Altar Square?

They don't have that ability either.

Lance's gaze fell on the Demon God's Eye.

Could it be... the Demon God's Eye?

Was it the evil Demon God's Eye God that persecuted him?!