Succubus Prison

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El's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and he spoke in a businesslike tone: "We meet again, 4401. Is there anything you want to say?"

Nara retorted coldly, "I have nothing to say to mixed-race bastards."

“That’s true.” El casually threatened her, his tone carrying a chilling calmness. “Then let’s get straight to the point and drain you dry so I can find the next insolent criminal.”

Nara was stunned by his indifferent tone and remained speechless for a long time. Was this the Empire's prison? A legal killing factory.

The word "factory" is also a product of the last few decades.

El slowly approached, each step he took in his military boots feeling like it was treading on her heart.

Despite the vast difference in their strength, Nara once again felt intimidated by him. She was still terrified by the pain of having her life force drained last time and subconsciously tried to retreat, but her body was firmly fixed in place and she could only watch his figure gradually approach.

Many images flashed through her mind—imagining herself being drained dry, finding even living a painful experience. She had finally escaped her powerlessness and didn't want to become that weak version of herself again, but now she was powerless to resist.

"I'll tell you where they are..." she gritted her teeth, her voice barely audible, "as long as you let me go and promise not to drain my life force anymore..."

Al thought to himself that he had a chance, sneered, leaned down and stared at her: "Do you think I care? Anyway, once I get the information, the credit won't be all mine. It's more practical to squeeze you dry first."

Nara felt her heart tighten, as if he were gripping it. She knew he would never let her go easily. She could only think of what bargaining chips she had that could move him without betraying the Crimson Mother.

"My body, if you just let me go, I'm willing to give you my body!" Nara said seductive words that were contrary to her nature, with a hint of hatred in them.

El wasn't fooled and retorted, "Do you think I'm not dying fast enough?"

He couldn't just casually get his hands on a strange succubus, let alone a high-level succubus who was stronger than him.

Nara retorted angrily, "Then kill me, you bastard! Don't torture me like this."

"See, you're in such a hurry again." Al chuckled, tapping his fingers casually on the edge of the table. "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

"Tell me where the other members of the Blood Mother Cult are first, then I'll believe you have a tendency to repent and might let you go."

Although Nara believed from the bottom of her heart that she was the only Crimson Mother's most beloved daughter and therefore looked down on the other members of the Order, she never thought of betraying them, because betraying the Order would hinder the Crimson Mother's arrival, which would undoubtedly be a betrayal of the Crimson Mother.

So she casually mentioned a location where she had committed the crime before and made up a name.

This might fool others, but it wouldn't fool El. He looked at the previous mission to investigate the Blood Mother Cult, which hadn't been completed, and couldn't help but reveal a chilling smile. "You dare to play me."

He immediately pretended to prepare things, taking advantage of Nara's ignorance that he no longer had almost the same domineering aphrodisiac that belonged to his sister.

Seeing that she was about to die, Nara finally relented and shouted, "Eliza! The Abandoned Temple of Saint Anatoly!"

[Mission complete. Report to Freya to begin the next quest.]

[Gained 5000 Gold; 10000 Experience]

[Obtain Prayer - Bloodflame Blade]

"not enough!"

Under El's interrogation, Nara had no choice but to reveal the whereabouts of the other two members of the cult: one disguised himself as a nurse at St. Clement's Hospital and drove around in a blood donation van, while the other simply took up the job of a butcher.

"How creative." El sneered. "And you, if you had said so earlier, none of this would have happened. You're just a slut." Then he locked her back in the coffin room.

There's no rush to deal with the contract; we can wait for her fears to fester for a few more days. After all, she can't run away.

Nara, having betrayed her companions, finally escaped death. A complex mix of emotions welled up within her, a blend of relief at surviving the ordeal and guilt towards the Crimson Mother.

At the same time, she also realized that as long as she was in prison, she would be living under the shadow of violence.

Chapter 26 Let's have a drink, friend.

I said goodbye to Gloria and made plans to have a drink with her tonight.

El quickly embellished the events and combined them with the information obtained from the interrogation to write a report, which he then submitted to Freya.

"You did a good job, very well." Freya's eyes showed natural surprise, and the corners of her mouth gently turned up. "However, we can't control what happens after that. Let the law enforcement officers worry about it. If they come to ask you about the situation, just tell them the truth."

Once a prisoner begins serving their sentence, jurisdiction is transferred to the prison authorities, and under normal circumstances, law enforcement officers and interrogators will no longer intervene unless new crimes or intelligence are discovered.

The current situation falls into the latter category.

El noticed that three more tasks had appeared on the system panel.

Side Quest - Tracking Down the Blood Mother Cult 2

[Quest Description: Defeat High Priestess Eliza of the Order]

[Task Rewards: 1 Gold; 2 Experience; Prayer - Blood Offering Ritual]

Judging solely from the mission rewards, the other party is probably not a legendary figure.

Mission 2 is followed by Missions 3 and 4, which involve defeating the cult leaders "Nurse" and "Butcher" respectively, and the content is largely the same.

Freya crossed her arms over her chest, making them appear fuller. "By the way, El, you should know that this month is Prison Model Month. Big shots from the judicial system, and even the central authorities, might come to visit during this time. You're the only male in the prison, so they'll inevitably have to see you. You'd better make a good impression."

"it is good."

Seeing that he agreed, Freya smiled slightly and added, "Also, don't forget Anna."

"I won't forget," El said, but then suddenly reached into her pocket, pulled out a handful of snacks, and placed them on her desk. "If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

"Wait, what? Why do you always bring me these kinds of kids' food?" Freya said angrily, seemingly feeling that her charm as an older, mature woman was being challenged. Her pink eyes flickered, and her expression suddenly became alluring. "Why don't you bring me something for adults, hmm?" The implication was quite obvious, almost as if she was just asking for some big cigars.

El understood but didn't point it out. If asked why, he could only say two words—cheap. Use the fewest gold coins to buy the most cost-effective gift and gain the most favor. It's that simple.

I can give lipstick and perfume to my sister or to Eileen, but I just don't want to give them to Freya, who is all smiles on the surface but cold on the inside.

Her smile doesn't entirely represent sincerity, her entrustment doesn't entirely represent trust, and her intimacy doesn't entirely represent love.

Living with a succubus like that would be exhausting.

……

Seeing that the boy she liked didn't seem very happy, Eileen moved closer to him, sniffing him from left to right. Strands of her golden hair fell down and brushed against the back of her hand, causing a ticklish sensation on her skin. El found it amusing, gently rubbed her head, and asked with a teasing look, "What are you sniffing? Like a puppy?"

Eileen smiled and wrapped her soft body around him. "It's nothing. Do you have time tonight? If not, I'll ask again tomorrow."

El chuckled and said, "Hehe, I've made plans with some friends tonight. Want to come along? I can introduce you two."

Without thinking, she bombarded her with a string of random questions: "Who is it? What friend? Succubus or human? Male or female?"

"You should know Gloria, the guard of the confinement dungeon, but I don't know how well you two know each other."

"Gloria, she's a difficult and eccentric person. When did you two become so close?"

Sensing the hint of jealousy in her words, El chuckled softly and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Perhaps we're just kindred spirits."

"That's such a flimsy excuse." But being a lover, Eileen didn't intend to overstep her bounds and pry into his affairs with other succubi.

"Since we're going to drink, let's bring Yishuang along too."

El asked curiously, "Why?"

"She can use her body to chill our beer, hehe."

Elton chuckled immediately, "Ha, aren't you afraid she'll hear you and beat you up?"

As they spoke, Eileen squeezed her legs between El's parted legs, rubbing them together to bring their bodies together in a sweet way. Taking advantage of the absence of Yi Shuang and the other colleagues, they made love. Before long, her eyes became somewhat hazy, and her body became limp. Just as El was about to take the next step, Yi Shuang returned, and they had to give up.

……

The agreed time with Gloria was in the evening, and the location was a tavern not far from Pleasure Square.

The sky had completely darkened, and red magic stone lamps lit up both sides of the street, illuminating the cobblestone path along the way. As far as the eye could see, there was a bustling urban area.

Taverns and brothels stood one after another, and even from a distance, their lively chatter could be heard.

Gloria changed into casual clothes, looked at El, Eileen beside him, and Yishuang, and raised an eyebrow, asking in surprise, "You brought friends with you?"

Al laughed and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy yourself to the fullest, since I can only drink butterbeer and milk beer."

They were colleagues who had met before, and they became acquainted after a brief introduction, all out of consideration for El.

The group arrived at a bustling pub, where they saw a young woman wearing a headscarf carrying trays of beer, moving among the customers.

Everyone was excitedly discussing the comet from last night; in fact, the topic had been going on non-stop since yesterday.

I don't know what someone said, but the guests reacted very excitedly, as if they had heard some incredible news.

"Not dead? How is that possible!"

El wasn't too concerned, since he could just ask his sister when he got home. Just as he and the others found seats near the bar, the voluptuous proprietress came over to greet them.

"Welcome to Lanvi's Kiss, a gentle haven shared by succubi and humans~ Would you like something to drink?"

She leaned against the edge of the bar, unconsciously moving closer to El, her heavy breasts resting on it, her firm, thick buttocks like a millstone... El glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, not doubting for a second that she could sit on him and kill him, so he stopped paying attention, after all, right next to him was Eileen, whose body he could caress and play with at will.

Gloria ordered ten beers first, and Eileen opened her mouth in surprise, while Yishuang next to her seemed much more composed.

Before we knew it, the beer was served.

Gloria slowly picked up the wine glass, drank a third of it in one gulp, and then gestured for El to try some as well, her eyes full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Al picked up the wine glass, and as soon as he brought the pale yellow glass to his lips, he smelled a strong milky aroma, accompanied by a subtle sourness.

“Lactic acid beer is a specialty here,” Gloria explained softly.

He took a sip and could taste the typical dairy flavor. He could hardly detect any alcohol. The overall taste was sour, like a beverage.

Eileen and Yishuang raised their glasses together and started chatting. The atmosphere quickly became lively, and the guests at other tables joined in, cheering, clinking glasses, and drinking heartily.

A young man holding a wine glass even stood on the table and began to sing loudly:

"I will not drink a thousand cups tonight."

How to fall asleep peacefully

The waning moon hangs low in the sky.

"My shadow and I are both drunk."

"I am a wanderer in the wind."

"Stealing the Nameless Rose"

A succubus, emboldened by alcohol, tried to flirt with El, but was waved away by Gloria.

By this time, El was already slightly tipsy. The playful Erin wrapped her arms around his neck, her golden hair brushing against his face. Yi Shuang watched them quietly, occasionally exchanging a few words with Gloria... It was truly a pleasant evening.

Chapter 27 Drunken Sexual Misconduct

Gloria was an exceptional drinker; surrounded by a bunch of short, stout beer mugs, she looked like the ultimate victor at a Dionysian party.

Al's alcohol tolerance was usually so-so; a few beers would make his face turn red. But he was unusually happy tonight, so he drank himself into a stupor. In the end, he couldn't even tell which way was which, and he could see double. In the end, he was carried home by Eileen, and he could still hear her saying, "Honey, you can sleep at my place tonight."

"Let's sleep together..." It's unclear who was echoing this, or who was laughing out loud.

El vaguely felt herself being placed on the bed, and without thinking much, she assumed it was Eileen and reached out to hug her.

A slightly annoyed voice faintly drifted over: "Let go~"

Ignoring her, whether it was the alcohol or his male nature, El pulled her into his arms, pressing his chest against her full breasts, savoring their softness and elasticity.

"You're so cold, you must have caught a chill... Let me warm you up." El murmured with his eyes closed, and casually touched her lips. The soft touch felt like pudding or panna cotta, but it wasn't until he tasted the alcohol that he realized it was liqueur-filled pudding.

"Eileen" paused for a moment, seemingly at a loss, but she could sense his concern.

An unnatural flush rose on her face. She sighed softly, then stopped resisting. Her tense body slowly relaxed, allowing him to hold her tightly. After a while, she finally spoke: "Okay, stop fooling around. I'm going back to sleep."

At this moment, El was already asleep, his hands clasped behind her back, preventing her from leaving.

"You have such a low alcohol tolerance." She sighed helplessly and pinched his cheek in retaliation. She then lay down on him softly, but she didn't expect things to turn out so quickly. She accidentally touched his genitals, and her mind went blank. A strange emotion surged within her.

She realized she couldn't stay any longer.

In a daze, she heard soft music that seemed to come from a distant place, carrying endless tenderness and peace. Who was singing so late? She must have misheard. This was her last thought before she lost her mind.

In the pitch-black night, the mysterious succubus hiding in the prison began to exude her aura, which mingled with the desires fueled by alcohol, making her undetectable.

……

When El woke up the next day, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Erin's face, and she looked very angry.

He looked bewildered, then realized that Eileen's anger wasn't directed at her. Following her gaze, he looked down and saw Yi Shuang lying naked on her side next to him, her hair disheveled, her snow-white body covered by the blanket, only one of her fragrant shoulders showing.

"Ah..." Looking at this erotic scene, El had no recollection of it at all, as if he had just had a dream and had forgotten what he had done in the dream after waking up.

Did I sleep with Yishuang after drinking too much?

Al tried to recall how he had gotten into this mess, but his mind was still a bit muddled. This one-night stand was anything but enjoyable, and even so, his first thought was, "It's all my fault."

Eileen, upon hearing this, angrily retorted, "It's her fault!"