Succubus cannot be a saint

The female knight held her breath, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, waiting for the girl's verdict.

Suddenly, a hand held her chin, forcing her to look up and stare blankly at the face with a charming smile.

For a moment, Bereya even felt like the person standing before her was someone else. The face of the "God's Chosen Saint" was filled with a sinister yet sweet smile, like a poisonous flower in full bloom, dripping sweet yet poisonous honey.

"However, I agree. I can become your master and make all decisions for you. You will not have to bear any responsibilities, nor even think. You only need to follow my orders and be freed from all the burdens that are suffocating you. From now on, you will be my dependent, my mount, my pet... Do you accept this ending?"

The girl's lips opened and closed, and her sweet words cut Berea's heart, making her whole body tremble with pain.

If he agreed, he would no longer be a knight, and his life would even be over.

She opened her mouth slightly, and her throat, tongue, and every inch of her body were clamoring for her to give up, for her to give up herself.

But there was only a voice in my heart that was resisting weakly and unwillingly.

She wanted to be a knight.

Despite her weakness and incompetence, she still wanted to be a knight. Even if it meant deceiving her fellow knights, she never for a second forgot the oath she swore to the goddess and the people of Fieldland on the day she was knighted.

She couldn't speak. She fell silent. She had longed for the blade hanging over her head to fall soon, bringing relief to her, who was as frightened as a stray dog. But now she hoped the sword would fall later, because she still wanted to see the sunrise the next day.

But the smile on the Saint Lady's face became even more joyful.

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 191: Bereya's Collar (3k)

"That's right, my knight, that's right..."

Salarei wasn't surprised by Berea's silence. Rather, this was the answer she wanted.

As Poison Peony said, what's the point and use of someone who completely degenerates without any resistance? We can have as many loyal slaves as we want, but slaves can't become knights.

The girl's slender hands untied the ribbon on her dress. The ribbon seemed to have some kind of magic, attracting the female knight's dazed gaze.

"You have passed my 'test'... Now, my knight, I shall give you my true gift."

Bereya was dazed for a moment. Then she suddenly realized that the girl in front of her, smiling and holding the ribbon, had changed her appearance without her noticing.

Dark golden crown-like horns extended from the side of her head, a pair of pitch-black leather wings spread out behind her, and a long black heart-shaped tail swayed gently behind her.

Beautiful, charming, sweet, evil...majestic.

This is the best description of the succubus in front of him.

"Lady Saint, is it a succubus? Is it a demon?" Bereya's heart was in turmoil. She stared at Sharlele blankly, unsure how things could have turned out this way.

"This... this isn't true, Lady Saint... this... this isn't true..." She muttered incoherently, her knees twisting as she stepped back, "This isn't true..."

Salares's giggles echoed in the room. She took a light step forward, and a faint golden light lit up around her. The holiness of the holy light and the charm of the succubus, two completely opposite qualities, were perfectly unified in her.

"This is true, Sister Bereya. It was a succubus who led an army to rescue Field. It was a succubus who repelled the cult army. It was also a succubus who has been massaging you, giving you pleasure, and listening to the deepest secrets in your heart..."

The girl bent down, her plump breasts swaying gently. She leaned into Berea's ear with a seductive look, her voice as soft as velvet was extremely sweet, and she spoke every word seductively into the female knight's heart.

"No, I... no!" Bereya cried out, standing up in near despair. She subconsciously tried to touch the bow behind her, but found nothing. Salaret looked at her with a smile and whispered a word.

"Kneel down."

In just a moment, a strong throbbing sensation entered Berea's body through her ears, causing her entire body to tremble.

"Yes!"

Berea let out a soft cry as if it was a conditioned reflex, and before she could react, her body followed Shalelei's instructions and knelt down in front of her.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." A slender finger lifted Berea's chin. In Sharlelei's eyes, the number of desires above the female knight's head was flickering and rising. "Sister Berea, don't you understand? You can no longer disobey me."

"Despicable...devil...you actually used evil magic to control me..." Berea's moist eyes were filled with tears. She spoke in a trembling voice, but there was no anger on her blushing face. This sentence was more like a coquettish act than a scolding.

"Just your body? But your heart clearly belongs to me, too." Sharlene's fingertips traced Berea's chin and pressed against her lips. "I understand, Sister Berea. You want to unload the burden on your shoulders, to avoid all the painful choices... but you want to be a knight, but you lack the courage to reveal your guilt to your comrades! You are truly naive and cowardly... but you suit my taste perfectly."

She suddenly put away her smile and calmly stared at the knight kneeling before her.

"I can fulfill your wish, Sister Berea. I can allow you to break free from Raymond's control over the Knights as a knight. I can give you the courage to face your comrades. I can also relieve you of your burdens. All your choices will be borne by me..."

The voice was soft and gentle, without any coquettishness, but it penetrated into Berea's heart more sharply than all the sweet words.

"What should I do..." She swallowed hard, breathing rapidly, feeling as if she was standing in front of a cliff. Behind her was a thorny road, but one step forward would lead to endless light darkness.

"I just want you to... take a step forward." The girl leaned close to her ear, gently brushed aside her hair, and whispered softly, "Become my slave, and I will let you retain the honor of a knight..." She suddenly smiled mysteriously, "...and also give you the wonderful pleasure you felt a few nights ago."

“I…I, I…”

Bereya's mouth opened slightly, and she trembled as she watched the girl hold the ribbon in front of her. In a moment of trance, she suddenly realized that the girl's smile was even more cheerful and charming, and there was something else around her neck.

The most important thing is that the ribbon is tied on your own fingers.

Ahhh. That's right. The succubus in front of me was right. I, I... have long been under her control...

Just realizing that she was kneeling in front of her, Berea felt a sweet, almost paralyzing current of happiness flowing through her body.

Gradually, her eyes melted and a happy smile as if she was relieved appeared on her face. When she shouted out the word that had been spinning in her heart, the tip of her tongue trembled with joy because of the two syllables.

"Owner……"

"Good sister." The girl gently withdrew her finger, bit her fingertip, and brought a red bead of blood to her lips. Bereya almost instinctively sipped it into her stomach.

Amidst the burning sensation all over her body, the female knight listened to Sharlene's soft whispers in a daze.

"Don't worry, my knight. The Goddess of Light will still favor you. I will allow you to keep your knight's promise... I promise you that I will not harm the residents of Field City. I will help you free the Knights from the Archbishop's control. I will also give you the right to choose... Choose to continue as leader or to shed this burden..."

When Berea opened her eyes again, she saw a brand new herself in the mirror.

A pair of thick, dark red goat horns sprouted from her head, curving backwards. The warrior's control over her body also made her feel like she had grown a tail.

Her azure eyes turned a devilish crimson. The once gentle and upright female knight now exuded a veil of enchanting darkness and evil. A pink-purple heart mark gleamed on her neck—the very gift of blasphemy bestowed upon her by Salares.

In Berea's eyes, the world became brighter and more colorful. Her body was filled with endless power. She could feel the fire of her life burning brightly. Countless new colors, smells, and sounds filled her keen senses...

Most importantly, it was the powerful magic flowing through her body, and the intense pleasure she was experiencing for the first time. A sweet, numbing tremor coursed through her veins, making every muscle tremble with sweet pleasure, nearly paralyzing her brain. It was a unique pleasure she had never experienced as a human.

"I... have also become... a succubus?" She was a little dazed, surprised at her own transformation, and also at the miraculous power of her "master." In any of the documents she had read, there was no record of a succubus being able to transform mortals into its kind.

She tried to pray to the goddess, and the familiar response came to her heart again. The Holy Light had not abandoned her, and the goddess was not angry because she had become a succubus... It was as if the goddess had tacitly approved of her desires, tacitly allowed her to sink into this incomparably sweet pleasure.

"I told you that the Goddess of Light will still favor you." Shalelei said softly, "Come, Sister Berea. We have many sisters. Welcome to join the succubus family. You will be my first..."

She paused, then said with a strange smile: "...Succubus Paladin."

"I... I understand. Thank you for your gift, Master... Master..." Berea murmured dreamily, feeling the power coursing through her body. Keen senses, a supple body, powerful magic, and an irresistible pleasure... Is this what it feels like to become a succubus? How wonderful...

In an instant, a thought came to her mind - perhaps it would be happier to be a succubus instead of a human.

"Master..." Bereya called softly, feeling the wonderful pleasure brought by the word flowing over her tongue, "Please... please give me orders, give me tasks, your knight will faithfully carry out your will..."

"Very good, my lovely little knight. Your primary mission is to serve as my insider in Field, allowing me to smoothly control the city and assimilate more people..."

"You, you want to take over the city of Field..." A shudder ran through Berea's body. Even though she had turned into a succubus, the knight part of her heart still trembled.

"Don't be afraid... Didn't I promise you? I won't do anything to the residents of the city..." Sharlene gently stroked her head, scooping up a strand of aqua-blue hair with her slender fingertips. "On the contrary, I will bring them a new life and a new order..."

Bereya listened to her gentle and sweet voice in a daze. Her bright red eyes, which had been tainted by the devil, slowly melted. She murmured softly, "I, I understand, Master..."

"I understand, my knight. Before I take control of this city, I have to protect it from the cult army..." Sharlelei smiled slightly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the flickering blue light on the bedside table.

——That was Velie’s communication mirror.

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 192: The Little Black Cat's Request (4k) (More)

Why did Willie "call" at this time?

Worried that Willie would call and Isadore would answer, the two little succubi started bickering again. It wasn't clear if they were worried Isadore would upset Willie, or if Willie would scold Isadore and make her cry, but Sharlele had brought the mirror with her today. Unexpectedly, it came in handy.

Sharlelei's eyes turned and she smiled at Berea, "My knight, I will give you a second order..."

"Yes, my master... please, please command me..." Berea put her legs together and knelt on the ground obediently, but her succubus tail revealed her mood and kept shaking.

"Carry me, be my mount, and go to the bed." The girl bent down, whispered softly in the woman's ear, and pulled the collar around her neck.

The moment she heard the order, Berea straightened her back suddenly.

This was undoubtedly a humiliation for a knight—no, for a human being. But to Berea, this order was like the most beautiful music.

The female knight's body trembled slightly, and she slowly knelt on the ground, then arched her back little by little, her heart pounding.

"Please... please, Saint Lady..."

Bereya closed her eyes and murmured softly in the darkness. Soon, she felt a sudden weight on her back. A soft body pressed against her back. The weight was so sweet that it made her body tremble slightly.

"Come on, Sister Bereya, go get my mirror."

The sweet and lazy girl's voice echoed in the room. Sharlelei sat on the paladin's back, lazily raising her slender legs wrapped in white silk.

Bereya struggled to calm her pounding heart. She opened her eyes and stared into the void before her, but her entire mind was focused on her back, straining to feel it with all her might, as if she wanted to imprint every sensation of the moment onto her back.

Then, she slowly and somewhat clumsily began to crawl, balancing her body nervously with each step, fearing that Sharlene would fall off her.

But Sharlele obviously didn't want to keep Velie waiting for long. She raised her succubus tail high and slapped Berea with a "snap", causing the female knight to scream.

"Hurry up, silly sister. How can you still be considered a knight if you do this?"

"Yes, yes, Master, Berea knows she is wrong..."

The panting female knight quickly increased her crawling speed and finally carried Sharlelei to the bedside table.

Sharlele gently picked up the communication mirror. Berea turned around cautiously, only to be met with the girl's smiling face.

"Thank you, Sister Berea." Shailelei winked at her, jumped off her, and sat lightly on the bed. "You can rest now."

Although she was allowed to rest, Berea still knelt there in a daze, with the soft touch of the girl's buttocks still imprinted on her back, which could not fade for a long time.

And Sharlelei had already put the mirror to her lips and said with a smile, "Miss Mirror?" Thinking of the days a few months ago when the two of them used the mirror to communicate with each other in Yuequan Town, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

Unfortunately, Velie still hadn't had time to repair the broken mirror, so the two could only talk on the phone instead of video chatting, which was a bit of a letdown. But listening to each other's voices and imagining each other's reactions was quite interesting.

"Why, why are you still calling me like that..." After a long while, Willie's voice, with a hint of anger, came from the mirror.

It was almost effortless for Shailelei to picture the little black cat's blushing face in her mind. Then, she brought the mirror closer to her mouth and whispered, "Do you want me to call you that? Willie... Willie, Willie..."

"Enough! Enough! Disgusting! Perverted!"

Hearing the series of gentle "Villier", the elf girl's voice suddenly became flustered, as if a bunch of silver bells were knocked over and tinkling non-stop.

"Hoohoo, I'm sorry, my dear teacher."

"That, that's not allowed either!" Willie was furious.

"That's strange. What should I call you then?" Salares asked knowingly.

"You!" Willie's voice suddenly rose, then quickly softened, her cheeks probably flushed, "You...just do whatever you want..."

Sharlelei was in a great mood, even forgetting for a moment about the cult's attack on the city tomorrow. Her beautiful eyes curved with joy, "Villier, how have you been these days? How's your foot?"

"My feet...feel so good...No, not really! I can't use any strength right now..." Willie muttered unconsciously, then screamed, raising her voice in embarrassment, "It's you, you...when will you come back...I, I've made some new things, you should like them..."

"Oh? Artillery?" Sharlene's eyes lit up, and then Willie added in a low voice, not quite confident, "No, no, you'll know when you come back and take a look..."

This topic seemed to have unleashed a fire in her. After calming herself, Velie began to speak softly. She talked about the structure of the unified power supply array, the progress of the succubus nuns' studies, and how she had blessed a new group of craftsmen, teaching them the basic techniques of crafting magical items daily...

The girl's voice was melodious, and Sharlele listened with a smile, lost in thought for a moment. Berea also listened, half understanding, but she could still roughly grasp that her master had many research projects in Graystone Town... and many succubi.

Finally, Willie took a breath, as if she felt that these words were enough to prove that she was indeed doing something serious and not out of selfish motives. "So... when will you be back?"

This sentence brought Sharlele back to reality from her trance. She pondered for a moment, and a dozen nice words flashed through her mind, but in the end she just opened her mouth and uttered the three words "I don't know".

To be honest, she wasn't entirely sure when this war would end.