Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

"Ah! Ah! It really is you, our Heavenly Father and Savior, what an honor it is to see your face again!"

"But your dark side is so terrifying and merciless, like the ocean that shelters fishermen and nurtures life, yet can summon storms that devour everything..."

Bishop Allen, after all, was a bishop, though he had attained his position through the power of the Shire Scripture Draft, power was still power, enough to make him surpass the majority of people in this camp.

His gaze first fell on the Snow Wolf Clan maid, who was lightly sweeping up the aftermath in a small hut.

"Ah, such a feeble life, that frail and lowly orc descendant, it truly cannot comprehend the greatness of that Lord." Bishop Allen snorted coldly.

Chris, unable to prevent their bishop from coming here, glanced at him and asked somewhat puzzled: "Bishop Allen, are you referring to that Snow Wolf Clan maid?"

"Is there a second one? That mixed-blood orc, how could it possibly resist the power of that Lord?"

"The closer you are to that Lord, the more easily you are influenced and controlled by his allure. Do you know why so many people in the world say that incubi are adept at manipulating minds?"

"Isn’t it because they naturally possess a demonic charm?"

"Chris, you are too naive. Do you know the greatest stain on the Holy Brinia Papal State since its establishment?" Bishop Allen said coldly.

"I don’t know."

"About 300 years ago, the Holy Brinia Papal State actually had the qualifications to be the representative state of humanity, but now the only one that can represent the human camp is the Yiber Federation."

Chris was taken aback, he really did not know about this, but seeing Bishop Allen’s eagerness to share, he still said:

"Is this knowledge you are willing to impart to me?"

"There’s no such thing as imparting knowledge, now you and I are both followers of that Lord..."

In Bishop Allen’s steady voice, he began to recount a little-known history.

...

It was a story that took place over 300 years ago. The Holy Brinia Papal State, established with theocracy as its core, undoubtedly placed the holy and radiant deities in the highest position.

Through divine oracles, they guided the entire Holy Brinia Papal State’s development direction, until that unforeseen event occurred.

Saintess Uffemia, who was serving at the time, saved a little girl during a battle to eradicate the invasion of Abyss Demons.

At that time, that land had been occupied by Abyss Demons for over ten years, forcing many major powers to withdraw more forces from the dungeons and invest them in suppressing the demons in that occupied area.

The humans who originally lived on those lands were almost entirely dead or injured, and most of the survivors were put into human ranches, treated as livestock and breeding bases for mixed-blood demons.

To prepare for that battle, Saintess Uffemia organized the largest force in the Papal State at the time to engage in a life-and-death struggle with the demons.

They succeeded, successfully driving the demons back into the Bottomless Abyss.

On that wasteland, Uffemia met a girl who would influence her life profoundly.

That extremely weak mixed-blood succubus was supposed to be destroyed on the spot by the Paladins of Losanda, but Saintess Uffemia couldn’t bear to see those children, who had been used as tools for so long, be killed directly and chose to protect them.

She vowed that she would never allow these demonic offspring to grow freely, she would restrain them and train them to become warriors willing to fight for the protection of humanity just like the Paladins.

And that excessively weak succubus girl grew up under the many years of care from Saintess Uffemia.

Saintess Uffemia was very powerful, most of the time, she didn’t even need to use Divine Arts.

She only needed a weapon blessing in one hand, a lighting spell, and then she would swing the cross granted to her by God at the demon’s head, allowing it to experience what it meant to have its soul ascend. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This strong yet unconventional saintess, although she was an outlier compared to other priests who used Holy Light to repel demons, was just as devoted to God as the other priests.

One day, on her way back to the temple, Uffemia noticed that the succubus girl, who no longer needed her care, was thrown off a carriage by a group of Papal State nobles who laughed and insulted her.

Her clothes were tattered, and her eyes radiated a despairing and deathly light.

The succubus’s tail, seemingly without any more strength, drooped to the ground, filthy and dripping.

The group of nobles laughed and said they would purify this evil succubus, claiming that such a filthy bloodline was unworthy of standing on the land of the Papal State.

...

Chris was full of disbelief and said: "Isn’t she the child raised by the saintess? How dare those noble kids? What, did they have pig slop in their heads?"

Even the priests of the Black Sun, who loved to play tricks and schemes the most, would not be foolish enough to do something asking for death like this.

"Chris, if you were the saintess, would you choose to continue adhering to the order of the Papal State that you swore to uphold in that situation and choose to ignore that girl..."

"Or would you discard your oath, pick up the cross in your hand that could smash those fools’ heads, and rush up shouting ’God, please forgive me’?"

Allen’s voice seemed to float from the depths of hell, causing Chris to shudder involuntarily.

His expression was somewhat stiff, and he said: "If it really came to that, I would definitely choose to kill all the witnesses, as long as no one saw it, no one would know I did it."

Bishop Allen raised an eyebrow and said: "Exactly, Uffemia made the same choice as you. She smashed those fools’ heads in, and afterward, that succubus girl was sent to the cross for various reasons.

In the blazing inferno, she was successfully purified."

Chris sighed and said: "That is indeed something those guys from the Holy Brinia could do. What happened next?"

"That succubus girl possessed beauty that captured the hearts of both men and women alike, being top-tier in charm, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been adopted by Uffemia.

In that raging fire, Saintess Uffemia felt her heart burn to ashes alongside the succubus girl.

That day, holding the corpse of the succubus girl, she wailed uncontrollably. In her rage, she chose to communicate with the Abyss Will, hoping to revive the girl in the Abyss by sacrificing everything, even if it was not what she desired."

Chris opened his mouth, wanting to marvel at the saintess’s love for the succubus girl, but unconsciously said:

"But even encountering such a situation, she shouldn’t make dealings with the Abyss, right? From what I know, dealing with the Abyss never ends well."

"Yes, that’s why she fell. That day, black flames burned on the Holy Mountain of the Holy Brinia.

Mekanshut, the Succubus Queen, was reborn in the Abyss Fire, dragging the Fallen Saintess with her, and destroyed more than half of the Papal State’s high-ranking officials at the time.

Since then, the priests of the Holy Brinia Papal State have used Holy Light to purify demons without mercy when facing them.

It was also due to their increasingly extreme actions that they became more and more distanced from the human mainstream.

So, the story ends here. What did you understand?"

Gazing at Bishop Allen’s solemn expression, Chris pondered for a moment and said: "Don’t trust the incubus’s words?"

Bishop Allen shook his head and said: "Do you think so? When the Succubus Queen disguised herself as that frail little girl, she indeed lost all her power.

During the years of being raised by Uffemia, she also developed a deep longing for the saintess, who was like a sister and mother to her, which was not something that could be changed by her will as the Succubus Queen."

Chris opened his mouth and said: "But why..."

"Why did the saintess ultimately fall under her allure? Is that what you want to ask?"

"Yes, I cannot understand, I am deeply shocked..."

"Because even if she wasn’t Mekanshut, the Succubus Queen, the Abyss Lord-level demonic nature in her was real.

Even though she had deep feelings for the saintess, her demonic nature instinct still could influence a being of the saintess’s level, without either of them even noticing."

Chris gasped and looked at Hassaka, who was cleaning the room, with fear in his eyes.

"Do you understand? That is the dark side of our God, even without any malice, the demonic nature can only suit that foolish maid...

Perhaps she even harbors a secret wish to offer herself? But the allure of demonic nature is like this, hard to detect, and once there’s a crack in your heart, it will pry open the walls in an instant, plunging you into the Abyss of corruption."

Chris looked at Bishop Allen with some concern. He had not dared to look directly at him before, but now he looked up and studied him for a moment, feeling as if he sensed the chaotic demonic nature erupting from the depths of Bishop Allen’s eyes.

He instantly realized the truth, carefully saying: "Bishop Allen, is there a possibility that one of us has also been charmed and controlled."

Allen snorted coldly and said: "Are you suggesting that the one being controlled is me? Fool, I revere the Radiant One because he helped me escape the deceit of the Prince of Lies, allowing me to live with my own will."

Chris dared not speak further. Although he had his suspicions, he now understood what true demonic nature meant.

Even a bishop, with such strength, would not know if he was being controlled once he was captured.

"What about the others? Were the others not controlled?"

"The undead souls are protected by the Harvest Goddess and remain unaffected.

Those rangers have already devoted their loyalty to the Lord.

Only a few people are at risk of being controlled by this demonic power again."