The Succubus, The Priest, and His Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 62

That night, under the dark sky that mirrored Payne’s gloomy complexion, Ashtel, who hadn’t been able to use the di-do all day due to Payne’s constant inspections and interrogations, flopped onto her bed in despair.

‘I’m so hungry…’

Since she hadn’t been able to use the tools Carmen had given her, another day of hunger had been added to her list. Consequently, she wrapped herself in the blanket again, trying to get some sleep.

‘I wonder what those two are talking about?’

Though Payne and Duvalkan were a priest and a knight, it seemed they had many work-related matters to discuss.

‘They don’t always talk about Payne’s health.’

Last time, they had debated over official documents or something similar.

‘Why do humans live so complicatedly?’

Can’t they just indulge in their desires and enjoy life? Eat when they’re hungry, sleep when they’re tired, and have s-x when they want.

Ashtel naturally imagined setting up a life with Payne in a cozy hut where they would indulge in each other’s company, then quickly dismissed the thought.

She thought such a life wouldn’t suit Payne, as he was more naturally inclined to pray devoutly to Katzel with a solemn demeanor.

And that’s something she liked about him.

“…I hope I can use the di-do tomorrow.”

Of course, if she could even bring it into the temple.

‘Why did they reinforce the temple security?’

Ashtel’s round, scarlet eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Could it be that someone noticed a demon like her going in and out of Medialle?

‘Oh, surely not.’

Even though she hoped not, she couldn’t be completely certain. After all, she was a young succubus who had just completed her second awakening. Even if it was a simple spell she’d used a few times, she might have left traces of her magic and been noticed.

“Did I not erase all the traces…”

“What traces?”

The sudden cute voice near her ear made Ashtel jump.

“W-w-whoa!”

Looking up, she was startled to see a familiar face.

“Si, Sis Moa?!”

“Hello, our youngest.”

With green hair styled into cute pigtails resembling blue leaves and round, hazel eyes that looked exceptionally innocent, Moa stood before her.

The small succubus flapping her wings and greeting with her tiny hands was none other than Ashtel’s third sister, Moablon.

“Why are you here, Sis?”

“I came to check on my little sister.”

“W-what? Did Sis Seri permit you to come to the human realm?”

“Hmm? Well, I’m not sure…”

“Did you come down here without permission again!”

Moablon stuck out her tongue sheepishly and laughed.

She looked about eight years old in human terms. Thanks to Asti’s power, Moablon could adjust her appearance to various ages.

Recently, she had been taking on the form of a child for ease of movement and convenience, though she would transform into an adult woman with a large watermelon-sized bust when hunting prey.

When dealing with male succubi, it was best to appear strong and imposing.

“It’s been a long time, so I’m happy to see our Sue!”

“Eek, Sis!”

Moablon suddenly threw herself into Ashtel’s arms, but Ashtel wasn’t particularly pleased.

Moablon was the most unruly, lascivious, and fearfully energetic of the eleven sisters. Once she got a hold of someone, no matter how holy, they would undoubtedly be drained of their energy from head to toe and meet their end.

‘I have a bad feeling about this.’

Ashtel knew she had to calm and send her away appropriately. She patted Moablon, who had cuddled up to her like a child, and forced herself to act pleased.

“Well then, shall we chat all night?”

“Yes, sounds good!”

“How’s the demon realm? Are all the sisters doing well?”

“Eh, whatever. Not interested!”

“Sis…”

Predictably, Moablon, with her unpredictable and mischievous nature—matching Ashtel’s own penchant for trouble—soon dropped a bombshell.

“I want to see your human male.”

“…Huh?”

“The priest or knight, the one in Mediale. I want to see him.”

Ashtel’s mouth dropped open.

“Why, why?”

“Why, you ask? Didn’t you say recently that you had a little fun with that human’s back door?”