Chapter 74

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Similar to hugging a young angel and sleeping in bed, but different. ☆→Holding a long sword, stepping on the head of an ancient dragon that was lying in a pool of blood, was another kind of pleasure. Although this kind of enjoyment didn't quite fit the protagonist succubus's aesthetic. But this didn't mean that after seeing an ancient dragon, he wouldn't laugh maniacally, "Hahahaha..." and start chopping at the dragon's head.

That's just how it was. After all, the protagonist succubus was a warrior, a killer whose job was to wield a blade and cut down people, demons, or other random creatures. Even though he now seemed like a pervert to the young angel, he wasn't really one. In fact, the protagonist succubus was strong, handsome, and confident. Just like in this situation.

"So, no special services. Get lost, get lost, get lost, run as far as you can. Disturbing a guest's rest is the biggest taboo for running an inn. Be careful, or I'll spread the word and shut down your little shabby hotel."

At the door of the room, the protagonist succubus said this with extreme impatience. His face clearly showed, "I'm very unhappy, very unhappy. If you dare to refuse me, I'll really lose my temper."

It was just that while he was sleeping with the young angel, someone knocked on the door, and he had to get up and open it.

"What a joke?! I'm doing the most important and happiest thing in this multiverse. If it's not a matter of life and death for the multiverse, you'd better wait three hours—no, even if it is a matter of life and death for the multiverse, it's the same. But then again, those kinds of things should be left to the gods and demon princes. How could I, a mere mortal, get involved in such things, damn it."

However, the protagonist succubus didn't think a regular succubus would talk to him about matters of life and death for the multiverse, especially when she was wearing black lace lingerie.

"Eh... Young man, are you really so heartless?" The succubus innkeeper blinked her eyes pitifully and said this to the protagonist succubus. As she spoke, she fell towards him, her landing point clearly being his chest, where her large, useless breasts would land.

So, naturally, the protagonist succubus, without hesitation, reached out and pushed the succubus innkeeper, who had long eyelashes, watery eyes, and large, useless breasts, away:

"I am that heartless. Got a problem with it? Can you get a priest of the God of Justice to deal with me? If not, go die. Seriously, I've never seen such an unobservant bitch."

As he said this, the protagonist succubus slammed the door shut, leaving the succubus innkeeper in the corridor, who had come to offer herself for free and to extract some essence, with a nose full of dust.

After a moment of shock, confirming that the protagonist succubus wasn't playing hard to get or into some kind of delayed play, the succubus innkeeper in the corridor began to shout at 180 decibels:

"Pervert! Impotent! No-balls faggot!!!"

"Ahh, ahhh, can't hear, can't hear." The protagonist succubus said this while pulling out a magic tape from his dimensional bag and sticking it to the door. The sounds from the corridor immediately disappeared.

That's the beauty of the magical world. There are many convenient, useful, and magical items.

After shouting for a while and confirming that the protagonist succubus wasn't about to fly into a rage, burst through the door, and drag her in, the succubus innkeeper left reluctantly. Tonight would be another night of cucumbers and wood ears. In short, just like the fifty-two other succubi before her, this one's attempt to seduce the protagonist succubus also ended in failure.

"So, every single one of them, lusting after my beauty. These bitches want to climb into my bed? Really... Do they think I'm a garbage collector?"

The protagonist succubus said this, a late-stage male chauvinist, and staggered towards the bed.

After being blessed by the power of the Abyss, the protagonist succubus's originally more androgynous appearance had clearly improved. The increase in male hormones gave him a face that made most people feel inferior. Combined with the excellent physique he had developed from constant training, he had the capital to make all succubi bitches fall for him.

Now, he was the kind of person who could run naked down the street and shout, "I'm that handsome!" without being arrested for indecency. The problem was, the protagonist succubus didn't like succubi bitches. He didn't like these promiscuous creatures at all. Just thinking about them made him feel nauseous. As mentioned before, it was precisely because he had lost hope in these hourglass-figured succubi that he turned to the other extreme, which was an interest in young girls.

The antithesis of succubi bitches was, of course, young angel girls. Like the cute Lilith lying in his bed.

Then, the protagonist succubus noticed that his cute Lilith looked very scared.

The young angel, an unknown young angel, had wrapped herself entirely in the bedding, curled up into a ball, and trembled in the corner of the bed against the wall. This behavior made her already small body seem even smaller. At the same time, her fearful gaze, as if looking at a scary bad guy, made the protagonist succubus feel hurt.

"Ahh, ahh. She must have heard it. She must have heard what I said just now. If I had known, I would have ignored her and just put a silencing seal on the door. Really, really, really—tomorrow I'll move and wear that mask. I can't let these bitches see my handsome face ever again." The protagonist succubus thought this as he moved towards the young angel, smiling, hoping to reassure her.

When the young angel saw the protagonist succubus approaching, she instinctively shrank back into the corner, looking at him pitifully and said:

"T-That... Mr. Pervert... P-Please don't eat me so quickly... I'm still too young, short, and flat-chested. So... If you wait two more years, I'll be much more delicious, so..."

That soft, cute voice was great!

If you ignored the content.

"I am not a pervert, little girl." The protagonist succubus struggled to keep his mouth from drooping and said, "I don't want to eat you, really, really, little girl, you have to believe me. Honestly, my thoughts have never been so clean and pure. When I look at you, I don't have a single bad thought. Really, believe me, little girl, look into my eyes..."

As he said this, the protagonist succubus brought his twinkling, smiling eyes close to the young angel. After instinctively shrinking back, his Lilith really lifted her head and looked at him. After a moment, the young angel asked uncertainly:

"Mr. Pervert, are you wearing contact lenses?"

"No." The protagonist succubus said, "I'm natural. I don't use any foundation, lipstick, colored contacts, or false eyelashes. I'm the type who believes that as long as you look good, that's all that matters."

"I don't understand..." The young angel shook her head in confusion, then hesitated, opened her mouth, and extended her finger, which glowed with a white light, towards the protagonist succubus.

"...I'm not a bad person."

After using a Detect Evil spell, the young angel looked at the protagonist succubus, who was smiling like a million trumpet flowers, with half-belief and half-doubt.

"So, Mr. Pervert—"

"—Call me big brother." The protagonist succubus began to push his luck.

"Mr. Pervert big brother..."

"—Drop the 'pervert' part."

"..."

Tears welled up in the young angel's eyes, and she looked like she was about to cry. So the protagonist succubus immediately gave in.

"Call me whatever you want. Yes, as long as your heart is good. Big brother is a very kind and tolerant person. Especially to cute children like you."

The protagonist succubus smiled and said this, and the young angel's emotions stabilized, relaxing a bit and forcing a smile at the protagonist succubus.

After that, the protagonist succubus thought for a moment and asked:

"So, now big brother has a few questions for you." He raised a finger as he said this:

"First, what's your name, little girl?"

"I don't know." The young angel shook her head, looking innocent.

"Eh, that's the most basic question."

"But... I just don't know..." The young angel looked like she was about to cry again—

"—Okay, okay, let's put that aside... Hmm, maybe you're too young to remember?" The protagonist succubus lowered his voice, then raised it again, and asked, "How about your age?"

"I don't know." The young angel answered.

"How did you get here?"

"I don't know."

"Your parents?"

"I don't know."

"Do you have any other relatives?"

"I don't know..."

"Did you lose your memory, or was something done to you here?" The protagonist succubus said this while gently tapping the young angel's head. Then, whether from pain, feeling bullied, or from sadness or fear, the young angel started crying again.