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The next morning, I stepped out of my tent and ran into Shasha, who was lazily stretching. Her clothes highlighted her sexy figure perfectly. She looked refreshed and radiant, the look of a woman who had been well-nourished by a man's essence; her skin was even smoother than before. It seemed she had drained the Hero quite a bit last night.
We all sat together for breakfast, and the situation was quite comical. I had slept well, and Shasha was energized—succubi recover energy and nourish themselves through sex. As for the other two...
The Hero looked utterly exhausted. I wondered if Shasha had spent the entire night demanding more from him. Nami, meanwhile, was listless and had dark circles under her eyes.
What's up with Nami?
Then it clicked. We were all in tents, and tents have no soundproofing. Elnor and Shasha had been at it all night. She probably had to listen to Shasha's moans and lewd cries like "Lord Hero's rod" and "plow me to death" all night long. She couldn't sleep a wink.
Truly pitiful...
No one said a word. The atmosphere at breakfast was incredibly eerie.
The Hero managed to reach Level 31 that day—congratulations to him on his progress. At this rate, he could probably hold his own against a single strand of my pubic hair. That's about the level of strength we're talking about.
By the way, his panel was completely transparent to me. I wasn't particularly interested in that broken Divinity of his; it had a cap, probably around Level 60. That's as much power as it could provide. I suspect previous Heroes had the same thing—meaning the "Hero" is just someone the Church creates by recycling a Divinity and giving it to some random person.
I hadn't noticed this during previous Hero assassinations. Now, I'm starting to take an interest in the Holy Light Church. It's the largest religion in the human world, with cathedrals in every nation; its power is almost equal to that of the kings. But that's a long-term plan. For now, I just want to have some fun with the Hero.
Elnor cut down the last tusked pig, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief Shasha gave him, and let out a long breath. He felt his power grow; he had leveled up.
It was still early; he could have killed more monsters. But since he had gained a level, there was no need to push so hard, right? He'd rather spend time being intimate with Shasha-san!
Elnor opened his panel. Finally... after 3rd-tier, every level brings so many changes. Even attribute points are two per level now.
Hero: Elnor Age: 18 Level: 31 (0/1000) (+2 attribute points) Stamina: 24 Strength: 26 Agility: 24 Sexual Skill: 14 Skills: Swordplay Lv.3 (7/100), Combat Lv.2 (35/100) (1 skill point available)But... what skill should I learn?
He had learned Swordplay and Combat previously, which had significantly boosted his combat power. Skills were incredibly valuable. The way to learn them was interesting: you combined two base attributes for a random result. His Swordplay was Strength + Agility, and Combat was Stamina + Strength.
Should I try Stamina + Agility? Maybe a movement skill?
As Elnor thought, his gaze fell on the Sexual Skill attribute. That... counts as a base attribute too, right? He swallowed hard. He couldn't get the idea out of his head. Should I try it?
He remembered last night with Shasha-san. She had nearly drained him dry, and his body felt like it was falling apart today. He had only been able to fight by pushing himself to the limit. But the taste of Shasha-san's entrance... he couldn't say no to it!
But he couldn't satisfy her desire. If he had more stamina... maybe Stamina + Sexual Skill? Would he be able to handle her tonight?
Elnor convinced himself: I'm doing this so I can satisfy Shasha-san and not be so exhausted that it affects my hunting during the day. So... this is all for the sake of defeating the Demon Lord. Yes, that's it!
He focused his mind and used a skill point, choosing Stamina + Sexual Skill. Instantly, he felt a change in his body. His member stood up involuntarily, and he felt a surge of endless desire and energy. It took a while to calm down. When he checked his panel, a new skill appeared:
Member Endurance Lv.1 (0/100)
He could feel that this skill would allow him to last much longer and provide enough energy for multiple rounds.
"With this, I should be able to satisfy Shasha-san, right?" Elnor muttered excitedly.
"Elnor... you, why are you thinking about her all day long?!"
Elnor was startled. He hadn't realized Nami had appeared beside him. He was embarrassed that she had heard him. Nami had seen him looking troubled, then conflicted, and then suddenly excited; she had wanted to check on him, but the first words out of his mouth were "Shasha-san." It made her furious.
She had been looking for a chance to speak. Last night was the last straw—those two shamelessly doing it all night, and so loudly! Even with a blanket over her ears, she could hear that woman shouting things like "Hero's rod" and "plow me to death."
Nami frowned and said: "Elnor, you've been slacking off these past two days. You're distracted during combat, and at night you... It's all because of that Shasha. I think she's some kind of enchantress who has stolen your soul!"
Elnor felt a surge of annoyance. What does she mean? He knew he had slacked off a bit, but he was still working hard to level up. He was tired during the day; what was wrong with relaxing a bit at night? And besides, Shasha had helped him so much; how could Nami say that about her?
Elnor felt his own power. In his eyes, he was going to get stronger and stronger, and his companions would follow. Nami was just a 1st-tier who usually held the team back, yet he had never complained about her. Now she was lecturing him about Shasha?
Elnor looked at her deeply, then turned and walked away without a word.
Nami stood there, frozen. Her familiar childhood friend felt like a stranger. It had only been a few days; why had it turned out like this? She remembered how excited Elnor had been when he told her he was the Hero and wanted to take her on an adventure. That boy with the sparkling eyes had made her smile.
But as his power grew, he had become arrogant. She wasn't just angry that he was with another woman; she was disappointed in his laziness. The hardworking Hero was slowly falling into depravity. And it was all because of Shasha...
"If only I had that kind of power... maybe I could help Elnor and make him change his mind..."
Nami blamed everything on her lack of strength. She gritted her teeth and pulled out the vial Renault had given her. Even if there are side effects... if I can bring back the hardworking Elnor... it's worth it.
She didn't hesitate. She opened the vial and drank the liquid in one gulp.
It tastes strange...
The cool liquid hit her stomach and instantly took effect. Her body felt boiling hot, and her blood felt like it was simmering. After about two minutes, the feeling faded. Nami looked at her hands and felt a surge of mana. She realized she could now cast 3rd-tier spells!
"It... doesn't seem like there are any side effects..." She checked her body and felt no discomfort. She was overjoyed and wanted to find Elnor immediately to tell him the news.
She didn't notice that her brown eyes were slowly turning into a mysterious, eerie purple...
"Finally couldn't resist?"
I felt a surge of demonic aura and smirked. Nami had finally drunk the blood. It wouldn't be long before she transformed from human into demon.
As for her race—she would become a Dread-Servant, a low-tier demon. One can become the master of such a demon during the transformation process. For example, if they drink your blood, they become a Blood-Servant; if you kill and resurrect them, they become a Corpse-Servant.
The most common way, however, is to take their virginity during the transformation. They then become a Succubus-Slave. Most high-tier demons keep a few of these as sex slaves; they are perfectly obedient and can be nourished by essence alone.
Why not just keep succubi? Succubi are a rare race with low birth rates, and they can't be created through blood assimilation. That's why I chose to turn Nami into a Dread-Servant—simple and effective.
Hero, I let you plow my wife. It's only fair that I turn your childhood friend into a sex slave, right?
Thinking of this, I stood up and prepared to act...
In the Demon King's Palace, back in the Demon Realm.
"Loxi! Your brother has been gone for so long, why aren't you worried at all?" Yeli said, shaking Loxi's arm.
"The Skeleton Duke said he's just away on important business..." Loxi said listlessly. She was actually quite angry with her brother for disappearing without a word. When he got back, she was definitely going to make him lick her feet as punishment.
"You actually believe that skeleton? Your brother disappeared at the same time as Shasha. A man and a slutty succubus... well... you can imagine what's going on..." Yeli licked her lips; she hadn't had any of his blood in days!
"What are you two chatting about so energetically?"
Yeli jumped and turned around. A dignified, elegant woman in a vibrant evening gown appeared. Her deep blue hair was styled up, and her figure was incredibly voluptuous. Her large, firm breasts were eye-catching, and her slender waist and full hips added to her mature charm. She had a delicate, beautiful face with a gentle smile.
"Oh, it's just Dreamy-jie. You're back. You appeared like a ghost..."
Dreamy smiled and pinched Yeli's cheek. "What are you talking about? By the way, have you seen the Lord Demon King lately?"
"We were just talking about that! Maybe he ran off with that slut Shasha and abandoned his other wives!"
"Now, now, don't guess blindly. I'll go ask Skeleton later. Don't worry." Dreamy turned and walked away.
Yeli watched her leave and whispered to Loxi: "Hey, Loxi, how do you think Dreamy-jie grew to be that big? Maybe you should learn from her."
She touched Loxi's budding chest; compared to Dreamy's massive breasts, the girl was like night and day.
"Get lost..." Loxi pushed Yeli's hand away. "Brother wouldn't care about that..."
Hmph. If he dares to say I'm small... I'll show him!