"Isn't that way too humiliating?"
"Humiliation or losing your life—that's the choice you have to make for yourself!"
"Hiss, that really is a hard choice. After all, this is the gladiator tournament everyone is watching. If he forfeits before the match even starts, people will laugh themselves to death when word gets out."
"Although those of us here might understand his choice, once he returns to his own world, the other gods haven't seen the female succubus's terror with their own eyes. They'll probably mock him forever!"
"Exactly. That's why, in the six matches before this, not a single god chose to forfeit before going onstage. They all at least wanted to wait until the match began, then surrender immediately."
"I wonder what this god will choose!"
As an incomparably bewitching female succubus entered the arena, the entire gladiatorial field erupted.
It was not because this female succubus was especially beautiful. The gods had some experience, after all, and would not be stirred into such an uproar over looks alone.
What truly excited the gods in the spectator stands was that the female succubus now appearing was the woman rumored these past few days to be the strongest succubus.
In the six matches this succubus had fought over two days, all of her enemies had killed themselves before her, and all within one minute. And that was only because the female succubus had deliberately toyed with her opponents in cruel mockery.
She had not simply made the enemies already trapped in her charm illusion slit their own throats. Instead, she made them cut off their own flesh, even hack off their own legs and arms, and only let them die once she had grown tired of playing.
One could imagine how terrifying and cruel this female succubus was.
It could