As she spoke, Albedo deliberately took two steps forward, droplets falling from her wet hair and leaving a short trail across the floor.
The rich, intoxicating fragrance of her body mingled with the damp mist around her, nearly enveloping Duke. Combined with the allure naturally emitted by her Succubus bloodline, it was enough to stir any man's heart.
Duke had not expected this at all and stood there completely stunned.
He took in the sight of the beauty before him, fresh from her bath, treating his eyes to a feast.
His eyes might have been enjoying themselves, but he felt anything but secure inside, and he did not dare show the slightest disrespect.
Albedo's strength far exceeded his own. If he accidentally angered her, he might very well lose his life.
Duke did not believe the Messenger Contract's restrictions would necessarily work on Albedo. Even if they did, she likely had plenty of ways to bypass them and deal with him.
"I didn't know you were—" Duke was rarely at a loss for words and could only try to explain that he had not meant to do it.
"You didn't know I was bathing?" Albedo chuckled as she walked up to Duke, nearly pressing herself against him.
She extended a finger and lightly traced Duke's chin with fingertips still damp from the bathwater. The icy touch made him shudder.
Duke took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew she was deliberately teasing him.
With a thought, he touched the God of Light's Divinity with his spiritual power. A cool sensation instantly dispelled the romantic haze in his heart, and clarity returned to his eyes.
Albedo indeed possessed an innate power of seduction, an instinct brought by her Succubus bloodline, as natural as breathing.
Seeing this, Albedo