After Leticia dealt with the Demon General, the battle was wrapped up in a crushing rout.
Leticia acted as if she had just taken care of the most trivial matter imaginable.
She came back and went right on enjoying her snacks.
Needless to say, everyone else was utterly stunned.
Lynn had the combat troops rest, then distributed the usual rewards based on the value of the spoils.
After that, he began discussing the Succubus Queen.
No one could say when succubi first came into being.
But everyone knew that succubi were a race that was clearly vile and disgusting, yet somehow impossible to hate.
They couldn't help it. They were just too beautiful. Compared with the noble elves and pure merfolk, succubi had an alluring charm.
Not only were they seductive, they could also make their partners experience wonderful, steamy pleasure.
Female succubi were the stereotypical image of the race. One trait of the Succubus Race was that most of their offspring were female.
Compared with male succubi, female succubi also had an advantage: they could go after both men and women.
As for male succubi?
In this world, the stereotypical male succubus was basically a cute, diminutive, androgynous boy.
Everything about them was tiny. You could say they catered to some pervert's niche tastes.
A race like that seemed tailor-made to enslave all living beings.
But all of that was just a stereotype held by the masses.
As a legendary leader, Lynn had long since unraveled the mystery.
First of all, everyone was human—carbon-based life forms.
This was the same old question.
Why did people get addicted, fall so far that they became depraved, and even reach the point where it disgusted the champions of pure love? How could years of affection be worth less than one gorgeous succubus