After deciding on a strategy.
Lynn ordered the two Guard Armies to launch a pincer offensive from both sides and surround the Succubus Queen.
It was a classic tactic, but an especially effective one.
Lynn, who was mowing through his enemies like a one-man army,
was giving the Demons a serious headache, too.
Chrisel, the Succubus Queen, was a woman of boundless charm who captivated all who laid eyes on her and had countless admirers at her feet.
She now faced a choice as well.
"Your Majesty, we're surrounded."
"Their movements are as swift as ever."
"We got surrounded while rescuing General Jilian."
"Your Majesty, I have a suggestion. Perhaps you should escape."
Chrisel was somewhat vexed, but she still didn't take her anger out on her subordinates.
"My people, I am your queen. There's no need to worry. Hehe." Chrisel gazed wistfully at the starry night sky. "For the sake of the Succubus Race, I must keep leveling up within the Demon Race."
"My eldest daughter is at home. She loves her family more than anything."
"She'll do her duty, too."
"And my own task is to raise the level of the Succubus Race's leader as much as possible, and learn more secrets."
Yes, Chrisel was an unmistakable presence: the leader of the Succubus Race, their queen.
She didn't care in the least that she was surrounded.
This Succubus Queen, who seemed to be just along for the ride, was clearly no match for the other queens in history.
She was even less impressive than she'd been centuries ago.
Back then, she'd had all kinds of remarkable achievements to her name.
She'd won over a holy knight who had captured a Saintess, taken the Saintess for herself as well, and even claimed an Empire's Knight Commander, among others.
But