King of succubus

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In an old disinfected building, where light bulbs flashed, barely illuminating an operating room that had been out of service for probably a century, a man with long black hair with a refined appearance and ruby red eyes was sitting in a wheelchair with his black coat that was dyed with blood.

But in front of him, more precisely on an operating bed, another person was firmly attached to it with a body bloodied by knife wounds every inch of his body.

But even if he was attached and barely breathed, as if he were at the end of his life, the vivacity of his eyes was so intense that anyone would understand that he was close to everything but death.

"Kuku, it seems the lord has finally passed a cape; now, he cannot return to his normal state." The man in the wheelchair announced these words with cold eyes that had no glimmer of goodness in them.

Afterward, he got up from the wheelchair with a black knife in his left hand and approached his patient, stabbing him again in his abdomen with his knife covered with shadow energy.

-Keukh!

"How long do you still intend to remain silent? Even if it is not your real body, as long as a small part of your soul resides there, you will suffer again, again and again, until I get tired of it." He asks calmly, looking straight into the purple pupils of his patient, who clenches his teeth to resist the pain of being dissected alive.

"Hehe... *cough! *...So I just have to wait until you get tired of it, little bastard!" The attached man replied while smiling disdainfully with his lips and his bloody teeth.

Hearing the words of his patient, he did not be frustrated. He changed his knife into a black scalpel, followed by his mischievous smile that enlarged.

"Hm, until I'm bored, Huh? Kuku, didn't you buy me to dissect me? Ah~, I still remember it as if it were three minutes ago. You were so arrogant among your pairs, but tell me, how does it feel to be in the same place as me?" The man with long black hair and ruby eyes was none other than Dalvine, who had replaced Alvine's clone.

"..."

From the moment Randolph brought him with him to this room about two years ago, he no longer bothered to hide his identity, hence the reversal of the current situation.

Naturally, these cuts are nothing for Randolph, whose real body was not even present with him. But despite everything, what interested Dalvine was not the death of Randolph, but the information he held.

The silent seer, Dalvine, tore his chest with his scalpel, causing him another unbearable pain, even for a primordial with a high-ranking divine body.

"Your will in the face of pain is commendable, but how much longer will you last? One more year? Two or three years? But don't worry; we'll find out soon." He continued to appreciate the hell Randolph was going through.

But the next moment, his smile faded on his lips, followed by his darkened expression.

'Why is my link with the Lord suddenly broken?!' He wondered, staggering back.

'He's still not dead, is he?!'

At the same time, Randolph, who noticed his panicked expression for the first time, had a slight mocking smile at the corners of his lips.

"Kekek, why did you stop? Ho? Could it be that this vicious bastard had a problem? It's interesting, even if I don't know why you're meddling in our business, I'm-- Keukh!!

Before he finished his sentence, Dalvine stabbed him directly in the heart with his scalpel and plunged his dark eyes into Randolph's!

"Listen to me, little shit, if ever, I say, if you ever dare to covet or think of coveted this person, I will turn your existence into hell!" He replied by twisting the scalpel in Randolph's heart.

-EUUUUK!!

*Try to see! If you imagine yourself to be the most powerful, you are the worst idiot. It is thanks to me and me alone that this asshole is alive. If I hadn't collected his soul from spying on these fucking Punishers, do you think your dear little protégé would be alive at the current time?!*

Hearing Randolph's words telepathically, Dalvine pulled out his scalpel from his heart while laughing madly.

"Kuku, you seem to have misunderstood from the beginning. If I had enough skills to protect him, he would not be in his current state. But after hearing your words, I now realize that you are more ignorant than I thought. Speaking of the strongest, you don't think of the three idiots who call themselves monarchs, don't you?"

"!"

"Huh?! W-Wait, are you serious?! Do you really think that these wet hens are competent enough to defeat me?! Not to mention them, even your fucking goddess is not qualified to challenge me, not to mention to challenge my lord. So tell me one thing, weak and ignorant creature, do you think it is thanks to you that my lord is alive?" He incredulously asked after noticing the change in Randolph's eyes.

"... You think I'm going to believe the words of someone who hides in the shadows and plays with--

"Pff, who asks for your confidence? In short, it's time to say goodbye. Even if I would have liked to play with you a little longer, it is no longer necessary to torture a puppet." While pronouncing these words, he changed the shape of his scalpel into a kodachi.

"But don't worry, I have already obtained enough information about the identity of the bastard who wants to reveal the identity of my lord by spreading such rumors about him."

Then, even before Randolph pronounced one more word,

-Slice!

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Three minutes rather, on the planet Freyja.

When Alvine finished giving instructions to his shadow soldiers, they disappeared before him, leaving him alone with Goundra.

But before he faced a step, Sabrina appeared between him and the platform.

"I would only ask for it once; get out of my way!" He thundered in a deep voice before Sabrina said anything.

"... Just like me, you have also seen the memories of this man; therefore, a glimpse of the world in which they also live. I know you want to avenge this old man's death, but at least wait until you are better prepared before venturing into an unknown territory that does not have a single ounce of magical energy for us!"

While Sabrina spoke continuously to try to convince him, Alvine continued on his way by dragging Doungra with him, who was constantly shouting rage at him.

But with his jaw dissected, except for the tone of his voice, he could not formulate any understandable words.

"...You will really risk dying this time if you make such a decision." Seeing Alvine ignore her, she had no choice but told him honestly the threat she had felt.

"Have you once thought of the sufferings and sorrows of others if misfortunes happened to you? Are you going to give up everything you have built just like that? For revenge that has already been accomplished?!" She continued insistently by biting her lower lip with frustration.

But Alvine's thoughts froze when he heard her say 'already accomplished'.

Then,

His dark aura, barely perceptible after using it to supply the energy of his divine domain, began by gathering around him without himself knowing where he came from.

Learn that he was one step away from reaching the red platform covered with his flame shield, he stopped and looked at her with his cross-garnet irises. "If the life of some of his bastards could compensate for the cost of my grandfather's life, I wouldn't be so...

Before he finished his sentence, a path formed through his flame shield as he passed through, followed by teleportation the second he landed on the red platform with Doungra.

"... Shit!" While swearing loudly, Sabrina flew to the platform to join him on the other side.

But,

-Crack, Crackkk-Boom!

From the moment the stele teleported Alvine, it exploded instantly.

"Mistress, I think he destroyed the other's platform--

"I KNOW!" Even before Ferda finished her sentence, Sabrina raised her head towards her and retorted these words with her clenched teeth.

"..."

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"!"

But a minute later, while everyone remained silent and waited for the orders of Sabrina, Alvine's divine domain, the prisoners attached to the dark pillars and his three shadow soldiers disappeared before their eyes, taking with them their last hopes to join Alvine!

"..."

At the same time, Sabrina finally located Sylvia from afar, who, instead of coming to their meetings, continued her journey to the kingdom.

'Tsk, despite millennia of existence, this girl is still sensitive like a hundred-year-little girl!' As she spoke to herself, her silhouette instantly vanished in front of the others and appeared in front of Sylvia a kilometer away from her.

"Sylvia, where's Linn?!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Sylvia briefly looked at Sabrina's silhouette before continuing on her way. "She's at the palace."

She answers after three steps.

"Do you know that the master went to the other side?"

Hearing Sabrina coldly announce these words in a disturbing tone, apart from her approach, which slowed down slightly, Sylvia had no other surprise.

"I don't care too much."

"What?! Don't you care? Who is this old man to replace your master? Why does he so stamp you and the master? Do you think his life has any value compared to that of your or the master?!" She asked, out of breath, not believing what she had just heard from Sylvia.

Not to mention hearing Sylvia say such things was a shock beyond her expectations. Thus, despite her eagerness, she could not ignore Sylvia's unexpected remarks.

As for the latter, hearing Sabrina's words, she stopped clearly and looked behind her.

"If it was the master who went there, then so much the better. By the fact that with him at least, the sentence of these bastards will be a thousand times worse than mine." She deepened her thoughts by noticing that the most agitated person was not her but Sabrina herself, who was trying to teach her a lesson in loyalty.

"... Sigh, Sylvia, lead me to Linn and hope that she is powerful enough to cross the interdimensional barriers to reach the mas--

"Do what you want, but the master does not need our assistance to succeed in such a task." Sylvia stopped her by retorting these words.

"... You're not kidding me, aren't you? The master may be strong, but the place where he is currently is not only unfit for a mage, but the people I saw in the memories of this bald man are not to be underestimated. The situation is even worse than before. Can't you find it?!"

"... Sigh, I don't know where you get such a lack of confidence in our master. But...I believe in master, and destroying these people there who deserve them is only a bonus of the passage."

"What's the report ?" She then asked while frowning.

"What would you do if it was the master who died in the place of this old man?"

"?!"

"Yes, just seeing your eyes, I already know the answer. I still remember the reason that allowed you to acquire your nickname of sadistic. So stop bothering him for once, and let him do what he wants to soothe his heart, as you did at the death of Alvinos."