Chapter 87

"??!!" Just like the majority of people who have had little contact with the main succubus, the female angel was taken aback by his righteous shout. Then she saw the main succubus hug the young angel and shout:

"We truly love each other! We have already pledged our lives to each other. No one can separate us!"

The female angel could barely understand this. But when the young angel shouted again, "Yes, we truly love each other, and we have already pledged our lives to each other!" she was completely confused.

"What is going on here?" the female angel thought, feeling a bit dizzy:

"Wait, wait a moment, I'm a bit dizzy, my head is a bit muddled—"

After saying this, the angel had to use the Detect Evil spell as the main succubus had suggested. To her surprise, she found that the main succubus was not of the evil alignment. This... although slightly surprising, the female angel was quite experienced. Although she had not seen it with her own eyes, she had heard before that there were some demons who were quite unconventional and unique. It seemed that the main succubus was one of them.

"Alright, can we sit down and talk?" the main succubus said.

"Ah... oh." The female angel hesitated and slowly sat down next to the main succubus, preparing for a long conversation.

By the light of the campfire the main succubus had started, the female angel looked at the main succubus, then at the young angel. She looked at the young angel, then back at the main succubus. Her shallow observational skills could not prove whether their feelings were real or fake. Moreover, the Detect Alignment spell had already proven that the main succubus was indeed not an evil being. In this situation, she didn't know what to do.

Furthermore, the female angel saw a strong sense of caution and fear in the young angel's eyes. This little one was huddled in the main succubus's arms, showing no intention of getting close to her, a fellow angel. On the contrary, she welcomed the main succubus's subconscious caresses and fondling, and seemed to enjoy it.

This made the female angel very uncomfortable.

"Alright, let me tell you a story."

Seeing that this person didn't want to fight, the main succubus breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to make up a story.

"Before I start, I must declare that no matter what you say, I will take this child away," the female angel said bluntly.

"Of course, no problem," the main succubus nodded. "You want to take this child back to Heaven Mountain, right?"

"Of course," the female angel nodded. "That is the purpose of my coming here."

"Then there's no problem," the main succubus snapped his fingers. "There's no need to tell a story. In short, I bravely and handsomely rescued Lilith from the bad guys, and took good care of her. Lilith fell in love with the hero, and thus fell in love with me. We have been through a lot together. I decided to take her back to Heaven Mountain to meet my in-laws. But I had no way to get there. Now that you're here, I'll go with you."

The main succubus's words made the female angel pause, and then she said in disbelief:

"You, you want to go to Heaven Mountain?!"

"Is that a problem?" the main succubus countered.

"Ah... that..."

The female angel was speechless, looking at the main succubus: "But, generally speaking, that... even if..."

"Are you a racist?" the main succubus asked. "Someone who discriminates against others because of their skin color or race?"

The female angel was flustered: "This is a completely different matter!"

Seeing that the other party didn't want the main succubus to follow, the young angel was also flustered: "In short, wherever Brother Pervert goes, I go!"

Hearing the young angel call the main succubus this, the female angel was even more anxious: "What did you call him?!"

"That, this is a nickname, right. It's not—no, we have already pledged our lives to each other, so even if we... you know, it's completely fine!" the main succubus said confidently.

"But this child is only six years old!" the female angel said.

"By the way, how old are you?"

"124 years old, so what?"

"Are you married?"

"No."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"How much dating experience do you have?"

"... Zero."

The main succubus: "—So, love has nothing to do with age!"

The young angel: "It doesn't matter!"

The female angel: "Shut up!!!"

After standing up abruptly and shouting hysterically, the female angel felt a bit dizzy. It was probably not just because she stood up too quickly and became anemic.

After swaying a bit, she managed to stand steady and made a decision: "In short, I will never allow a demon to go to Heaven Mountain. And this child cannot stay with you any longer! I will take her away now. If you try to stop me, I will kill you!"

"If you say so, there's no point in talking," the main succubus slowly stood up, drew the Ten Gold Coins, and patted Lilith's little head. She obediently stepped back two steps, clearing the battlefield.

In the next moment, the main succubus and the female angel spread their wings at the same time and rose into the air.

The angel flapped her four wings and charged at the main succubus with astonishing speed. At the same time, she drew her long sword, and a silver light burst forth in the dark night, slashing towards the main succubus.

"Let me buff my weapon first—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the female angel's slash was already in place. The main succubus dodged to the side, but the opponent reversed the slash into a cut. The main succubus quickly dodged again, and while dodging, he quickly put on a claw glove on his left hand, chanted a spell, and cast the Enchanted Weapon spell on the Ten Gold Coins.

Next, the female angel intensified her attack, and the silver greatsword, like a storm, rushed towards the main succubus. The main succubus could tell that this sword was definitely not ordinary. The female angel's strength was also considerable, and her two-handed grip was stronger than his one-handed grip. Even with the "Energy Weapon" enchantment, the Ten Gold Coins were not enough, and the Adamantine Claws could not withstand it—after all, he still wanted his fingers.

In this situation, the main succubus had no choice but to continue dodging and cast the third spell, "Metal Toughening," on the Ten Gold Coins.

Although the female angel's attacks were fierce and her strength was not weak, and she had an extra pair of wings, giving her a speed advantage over the main succubus, in terms of agility and maneuverability in a small area, she could not match the main succubus, who had a talent for it. Her fierce attacks only served to waste her energy.

"Stand still and let me cut you!" the female angel shouted, feeling a bit tired.

"Bullshit! Who would listen to you?!" After casting "Metal Toughening," the main succubus began to cast the fourth buff, "Sharpness."

"Fight me head-on! Dodging like that isn't manly!" the female angel shouted.

"If you can use a regular sword, I'll stab your ass in a minute!" the main succubus replied—then the Ten Gold Coins, with four buffs, clashed with the silver greatsword with a "clang."

"You'll never get married!"

The main succubus shouted, having taken a slight hit—

"—Bullshit!"

Although she was relying on her slightly greater strength and the advantage of a two-handed grip, the female angel became even more agitated after hearing the main succubus's words.

Her attacks became more intense, but her technique became disordered. Combined with the previous round of fierce attacks, her stamina was greatly depleted, and she was more powerless at critical moments, unable to lift her sword or execute her moves properly. Therefore, the main succubus found it easier to deal with her.

"Her combat experience is really poor," the main succubus couldn't help but marvel. "Looking at her armor and that big sword, she seemed quite formidable. Turns out she's just a show-off."—He didn't think about the fact that there was no place like the Abyss, where battles were constant. Heaven Mountain was peaceful and harmonious, so it was natural for her combat experience to be inferior to his.

"Then don't blame me for being impolite—"

After figuring out the female angel's capabilities, the main succubus took action. In the next moment, he dodged her already weakened slash, then suddenly accelerated, flapped his wings, and circled around to her side—

"Too fast!" The female angel's heart skipped a beat. She tried to turn to block, but it was too late. She could only lean to the side to dodge. At the same time, she swung her greatsword sideways, intending to use an offensive move to force the main succubus to back off.

But she underestimated the main succubus's combat ability.

The greatsword, due to the wrong angle and insufficient strength, was quickly grabbed by the main succubus's Adamantine Claws. The female angel, not being a jointed creature, could not exert more force in this position. To pull the greatsword back, she would need to turn around. Before she could do so, the main succubus's Ten Gold Coins, with four buffs, had already pierced her side.

The main succubus only used half his strength with this strike. He didn't want to kill her, just to give her a lesson—after all, she was an angel, and for Lilith's sake, he couldn't be too harsh.

However, when the sword tip hit the armor plate on the female angel's side, the main succubus knew something was wrong.

There was a "clang," and the main succubus's sword bent and slid off the armor plate, leaving not even a scratch.

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