Chapter 226: Clisia Irone

This was also one of the important reasons why Vilyric insisted on bringing Eudora along, even if it caused some trouble.

Just like she needed Edwina as a guide while walking in the Holy City, being in the Sanos Province, now a land of demons, having a high-ranking demon by her side would certainly make many things easier.

However, that said, what should come next…

“Hey little one, which bloodline are you from? Why have I never seen you before?”

A voice, crisp and melodious, unexpectedly rang out beside her, as if enticing and captivating.

Vilyric instinctively turned her gaze, only to find a female demon dressed elegantly like a human noble, deliberately exposing her fair shoulder and beautiful back, her smooth black wings and long tail bare to the air, with two mature horns sprouting from her head—was this a succubus?

The face of the demon looked to be in her twenties, stunningly beautiful yet exuding a pure and elegant upper-class aura, her deep purple eyes sprinkled with starlight, resembling the void. Just a glance into those depths would ensnare anyone, making them unable to extricate themselves.

Most importantly, this lady possessed a pair of assets that rivaled even the Saint of Bright Light, Yuna, accentuating the most voluptuous and perfect aspects of a mature woman—those curvaceous peaks and enticing valleys could easily overshadow that of Chloé Irone, another succubus of adulthood.

It was enough to make one grit their teeth.

After casting a glance at the girl demon, revealing at least a third of her fair “northern hemisphere,” Vilyric refocused and subtly patted Eudora’s back.

In the demon city, a high-ranking demon’s conversation partner could only be another succubus like Eudora.

Although what she was speaking was likely the internal “Demon Language” of demons, little Eudora, who grew up in the Holy Empire, would have no chance of understanding it. Luckily, the clever Miss White Fox had considered such situations before entering the city and had given Tilysha and Eudora each a translation pendant, so they should be able to get by without a hitch.

“Ah? I… I’m Eudora, just recently arrived here. Hello, sister.”

Upon being reminded by Miss White Fox, the pink-haired little girl hurriedly echoed their prearranged excuse like a parrot.

“Just arrived? But I remember recently back in Demon City…”

Tilting her head in feigned surprise, the elegantly dressed succubus didn’t insist on the contradiction but rather kindly smiled and folded her hands and wings in front of her, slightly bowing her head as if showcasing the unique etiquette among demons—or rather, succubi.

“Hello little one, I am Clisia, Clisia Irone, from Demon City. You have no family name? Are you a lost descendant?”

“Ah, I…”

After hastily following the same etiquette, Eudora struggled and hesitated for a long time, appearing unsure of what to say.

After all, for a good kid who was just twelve years old and raised under the teachings of religion emphasizing honesty and integrity, it was quite difficult to fabricate a lie that could deceive an older succubus.

Seeing this uncomfortable situation, Miss White Fox quickly took over the conversation.

“Indeed, Her Highness Eudora is of the lost lineage, having just descended into this world, and is still unfamiliar with everything. I hope Lady Clisia will be forgiving of her shortcomings.”

“You…”

The female succubus slightly furrowed her brow, scrutinizing the fox mask on Miss White Fox’s face for a moment, before sweeping her gaze across all four girls present, deep in thought, she shook her head.

“How could that be…?”

Although whispered lightly, this self-talk was keenly caught by Vilyric’s sensitive ears.

She didn’t say much; after all, the more one speaks, the more one may slip up. Sometimes, maintaining silence and letting the other party speculate was the best strategy.

“Are they your pets here?”

Ignoring Miss White Fox, Clisia simply directed her gaze at the little loli succubus being protected behind her.

“Pets, pets…?”

Though the shameless term caused a light blush to rise on her delicate face, thankfully, this was also something the girls had discussed in advance. Shyly, Eudora nodded lightly to acknowledge it.

Seeing this, the mature and elegant succubus immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her expression transforming into a kind yet teasing smile as she shook her head.

“Really, what a little one without training or education. Though she has good taste, she’s still a bit too naive, isn’t she? Remember, we succubi are naturally weaker; having pets is our right, just like Blade Demons wield weapons and Plague Demons spread their so-called blessings. There’s nothing to be ashamed of… see.”

Clisia lightly snapped her fingers, and one of the young girls who had been following her the whole time, looking completely human, came over, unabashedly showering Clisia with admiration and love while bowing her head.

“Master, please command me~”

“Hehe, good girl.”

As if petting a little animal, Clisia ruffled the young girl’s silky golden hair, her slender tail, naughtier than a snake, subtly wrapping around the girl’s fair leg and moving upward.

“Mm~”

The obediently docile golden-haired girl blushed shyly but maintained her stance, allowing Clisia to have her way, much like a pet that had been fully trained.

Out in the open, Clisia proudly displayed the girl, then turned her gaze back to the equally blushing Eudora, her tone now warm and friendly, quite different from her previous demeanor.

“See? Pets are merely our toys; there’s no need to treat them as equals like we would fellow kin or friends. No need to worry about their rebellion; our succubi’s power is specifically for controlling their minds. The more resilient the prey’s will, the greater nourishment is obtained during their conquest.”

Clisia’s fingers trailed down, gliding across the golden-haired girl’s flushed but submissive face, landing on the conspicuous four-winged silver holy emblem hanging at her neck.

“Look, a little girl who was once a high-ranking priestess with firm faith, though training her might take a bit of effort, the benefits she brings are still rather considerable.”

“Not only in terms of food contributions; when we took over this city, we relied on her as an insider, breaching the temple’s barrier and securing victory.”

Indeed, this girl was once a high-ranking priest…

Vilyric understood this well.

Although likely brainwashed and lost in faith due to temptation and the like, Miss White Fox could no longer sense the powers of faith-related magic from her, yet the charm of someone who had long immersed in holy light magic and her inherent affinity for light elements hadn’t dissipated.

No longer a priestess, yet still a high-ranking mage mastering light element magic—did that mean she still had significant value?

Though somewhat untimely, it also confirmed that faith-related magic was indeed a power associated solely with the spirit, reinforcing Ella’s theory… yet again.

   

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