Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Natalia is a native English speaker, and her succubus bloodline seems to have some connection with Cornwall and the Nameless Forest that shelters fairies.

Although her job as a bounty hunter meant she was often homeless, she would frequently visit her hometown during her free time when she wasn't on missions.

Because of the nightmare demon's alcoholic nature, this woman often gets drunk without realizing it.

One night, Samael, who was out for a stroll, accidentally found this drunken succubus sleeping soundly on a park bench.

That night, the temperature plummeted and snowflakes began to fall. Samael saw a human figure almost completely covered by the snowflakes. Out of kindness, he wanted to wake the drunken woman or cover her with something to keep her warm so she wouldn't freeze to death outside.

Unexpectedly, Natalia, who was drunk and acting crazy, mistook Samael, who was exuding the aroma of expensive wine, for a giant buffet of drinks and immediately clung to him like an octopus.

So, fearing that violently breaking free would hurt the female alcoholic, Samael was held and slept with her all night.

The next morning, Natalia, after waking up, extorted a good drink from him, and that was the end of it.

However, having tasted the treasures of the ancient serpent, she could no longer stomach the cheap goods outside. Before long, Natalia became a regular at Samael's Bar and was gradually absorbed into the council.

Years later, Natalia realized why he had so readily agreed to let her drink for free; the first sip was just bait to lure her in, a long-term strategy to catch a big fish.

And now, she spends most of her annual expenses on this guy's bar.

Sure enough, what's free is often the most expensive.

Natalia gave a sly, calculating look to the businessman, shook her head, snorted, and leaned back on the bench.

"If you're tired, come sit down with me."

Samael chuckled and shook his head, then leaned down to sit beside his friend.

The two stretched out their bodies, feeling the earthy breeze in the forest, and before they knew it, a sense of weariness crept into their hearts.

In a daze, Samael felt a weight on his shoulder, and a beautiful head had tilted to the side and was now resting on his shoulder.

The sharp lines of his features softened and became gentle, and the flush of intoxication on his cheeks was exquisite and alluring. The rise and fall of his chest was so captivating that it made one's mouth dry.

In a daze, the violent and lustful torture on Avalon Island surged and surfaced in the ancient serpent's mind, causing him to gasp for breath.

Nightmares are truly amazing creatures.

Samael hurriedly looked away, composed himself, suppressed the boiling flames in his eyes, and raised his hand to shake his mischievous friend awake.

Snapped!

However, as soon as the ancient serpent raised its hand, its wrist was slapped down by the other side. Then, Natalia turned her head slightly, changed to a more comfortable position, leaned against the chest of the humanoid pillow, and murmured as she fell asleep.

"Don't move, let me sleep a little longer..."

Upon hearing this, the person had no choice but to stop struggling.

The head buried in the ancient serpent's embrace curved into a slight smile of pleasure. The tension that had been teetering on the brink of life and death subtly eased, and the keen senses of a bounty hunter, along with the dormant consciousness, flowed back into the mind like a tide.

The familiar scent, the familiar feeling, the familiar taste.

This sleep was just like that deep sleep on that snowy night years ago; it was a peace of mind I had never felt before.

However, this rare moment of tenderness lasted only a moment before it was broken by a snow-white figure peeking out from the woods.

"Fuu!"

A scream, tinged with terror, came from behind, and then a panicked little white beast leaped over the back of the chair and buried its head in Samael's arms.

Chapter 57: Not much damage, but extremely insulting (4.4k)

"Fufu?"

Samael stared at the small white beast in his arms, momentarily stunned.

"Little guy, so that's your name. It's quite fitting."

Amidst the commotion caused by this uninvited guest, Natalia, who had just sneezed loudly, reluctantly got up. She then brushed aside the tail that was brushing against her face, pulled the little creature from its rightful place, and held it up in front of her. She forced a stiff smile onto her beautiful face, trying to express some goodwill and a willingness to discuss the matter.

"Look, I got this spot first, why don't you go to another one first..."

"Slap slap slap!"

However, before Natalia and the small white beast that had suddenly appeared could complete their friendly negotiations, a crisp slapping sound froze the atmosphere.

"Foo...fuoo! Fufufu! (It tastes like crumbs, nightmares deserve to die! Don't touch me/my mother, you're dead!)"

Fufu, whose nostrils twitched involuntarily, first bared her teeth and let out a low growl, then arched her back, her fur standing on end, and her white paws flailing wildly, mercilessly slapping Natalia's approaching cheeks one big swipe after another.

Fufu, you've mistaken me for someone else...

Samael raised his hand and slapped his forehead, covering his right cheek, unable to bear looking at himself.

Although this three-eyed cat demon and its two previous succubus keepers were natural enemies, constantly tearing each other apart and sabotaging each other whenever they met, this time it was really the preconceived notions that caused Natalia, the succubus hybrid, to suffer an undeserved disaster.

Moreover, while the harm is minimal, the insult is extremely strong.

At this moment, Natalia was hit with a barrage of insults. The smile she had been forcing out earlier turned from kind to stiff, and then from stiff to distorted.

The hunter's fair fingers pulled the attacking little beast off her face, instinctively pinching the scruff of the calamity beast's neck, and slowly turned to Samael, her gaze chilling.

"You raised it?"

"do not know!"

Samael paused slightly, then answered with righteous indignation.

"@###!"

The white-furred little beast stared wide-eyed at its unscrupulous current owner, who was blaming it without hesitation and trying to distance itself from the situation. Its eyes were filled with anger and contempt.

Natalia nodded, a bright yet eerily radiant smile spreading across her delicate face, marked with a few plum blossom patterns.

"Can I kill it?"

"Fuu!"

Before Samael could answer, the calamity beast, knowing that the filthy snake was unreliable, shook its head and flicked its tail, breaking free from the grip on the back of its neck. Then, using the back of the chair as leverage, it leaped and quickly fled the scene of the crime.

However, a rustling sound came from the shade of the trees, and a petite figure covered in grass emerged from behind the bushes, pouncing and immediately embracing the fleeing suspect.

"Aha, I finally caught you! Hmph, all white... fluffy... soft belly... so warm to hold... Ah, this is the feeling! It's amazing!"

The petite figure, having successfully launched a sneak attack, muttered to herself as if possessed, and excitedly rolled around on the lush green grass.

At the same time, two fair arms clamped tightly around Fufu in their arms like iron clamps, and gave the captured trophy a hard rub, so hard that it almost pulled out a few hairs, causing the little thing to let out a listless wail.

Human...humiliation...

In an instant, certain evil labels flashed into Samael's mind, making him feel a pang of pity. He coughed slightly, reminding the out-of-control fanatic enthusiast of the little thing to be mindful of his image and who it belonged to.

However, as the petite figure rolling on the grass jerked to her feet, Samael, whose eyes met hers, stared fixedly at the distinctive black hair and red eyes, and was momentarily stunned.

"It's you?"

"no!"

"Eltrauge?"

"You got the wrong person!"

The little girl opposite him, dressed in a long black gothic dress, twitched her cheeks, tried her best to remain calm, and resolutely shook her head in denial.

"is it?"

"Absolutely!"

Upon hearing the man's voice, the black-haired, red-eyed gothic lolita softened and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Oh, I see. It seems I was overthinking it. I'm sorry, little sister, you look too much like one of my friends."

Samael smiled slightly, raised his hand and rubbed the head of the black-haired loli in front of him as an apology.

The black-haired, red-eyed little girl stiffened, obediently accepting the caress from the adult, her wrinkled little face then forcing out a stiff smile.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Goodbye, big brother."

Then, after a brief hesitation, the little girl reluctantly put down the ravaged beast of calamity in her arms, smiled sweetly, waved politely, and immediately turned around.

"Hey? Arcueid, what brings you here?"

However, just as the little girl started to move, a surprised call from behind made her subconsciously stop, her body tense, and she instinctively turned around.

Suddenly, their scarlet eyes and pitch-black pupils met each other across the distance.

The ambiguous smile in the gaze opposite her made the black-haired, red-eyed gothic lolita instantly understand everything.

I've been tricked! Again!

Altrouge's pale, almost transparent cheeks suddenly turned bright red, as if they were about to bleed.

"You all saw it!"

After a moment, the Black Princess of the Thousand-Year City took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, her clenched fingers cracking, and her scarlet eyes gazing intently at the two people present.

"what?"

The ancient snake blinked, feigning innocence.

"Now that you've recognized me, let's settle both the old and new scores..."

Eltrauge's smile was sinister, and a thick, liquid-like mist of blood emanated from her body, instantly filling the surrounding area with a suffocatingly low pressure. Her chilling tone almost froze the moisture in the air.

"...Let's just kill them all!"

"Ahem, it's not that serious over something like this! I swear I didn't see anything!"

Sensing the palpable killing intent in the air rushing towards him, Samael coughed and waved his hands repeatedly, making a solemn promise. Then, he picked up Fufu from beside his feet and held her high in front of him.

"You like petting it, right? Fine, I'll give it to you!"

"Fuu! Fuu~ Fuu~ Fuu! (You bastard snake, inhuman! Disloyal! Beast! Scum!)"

Pulled in as a shield, facing the raging beast of calamity, his hair stood on end. He cursed the man's vile nature while struggling desperately.

"Hehe, kill them...kill them...as long as we kill all the witnesses, no one will know about this!"

However, with her morals shattered by humiliation and fueled by both old and new grudges, Eltrauge's eyes had already turned dark, and she had entered a state of corruption. Her lips moved as she muttered incessantly, and her body, shrouded in blood mist, shot towards him like an arrow released from a bow.

No, it can't be really broken, can it?

Finding that even the "Fleshball Lover Trapper" in his hand had failed to extinguish the Black Princess's anger, Samael muttered to himself, his dark vertical pupils gradually cracking with cross-shaped light patterns.

"rustle……"

However, in the instant the grass and trees trembled slightly, the eerie light in the ancient serpent's eyes vanished, and it pulled Natalia, who was in a defensive posture, and rolled on the ground.

Do you think you can escape?!

Eltrauge gave a cold laugh, then immediately accelerated with a stomp of her foot, leaving a series of afterimages in her wake with a sharp sonic boom. Her hands, which extended into blood-mist-like claws, lashed down with lightning speed.

"when!"

But at that moment, a sudden change occurred. A fist shrouded in blood mist slammed out from the side, accompanied by a rolling, explosive shockwave that sent the unsuspecting Altruchi flying. Dozens of broad-leaved trees along the path were reduced to flying wood chips in the aftershocks of the explosion.

Samael, standing in the eye of the storm, looked at the golden-red barrier before him and the blonde, red-eyed girl standing in front of them, and couldn't help but show surprise.

"Princess, weren't you in the shop? What are you doing here?"

"I sensed Altruchi's presence just now and guessed that you might be in danger, so I rushed over immediately."

Arcueid answered casually, her blood-red eyes falling on the petite figure angrily walking out from the depths of the woods. She couldn't help but purse her cherry lips, her face showing apology.

"But it seems I've dragged you into this again. Never mind, you guys go first, I'll leave this to you!"

This child is too naive. It seems unlikely that the King of Zhuyue would expect her to dominate the Earth. If she were sold out, she would probably just help count the money.

Tsk, I almost feel bad lying to her...

Looking at Arcueid, who was taking on all the responsibilities and trying his best to protect him, the "innocent one," Samael had a rare moment of conscience and hesitated slightly before tentatively making a suggestion.

"More people, more strength, why don't we stay and help..."

"No need, this is between her and me!"

However, the simple and stubborn Arcueid resolutely shook his head and refused, then waved his hand without saying a word, using a gentle force to throw the two people on the scene a hundred meters away.

"Arquette, get out of my way. I don't want to fight you today."

Kurohime, who had been chasing after him in a fit of rage, stared at the separated "witness" and the bastard who had tricked her twice but had repeatedly escaped from her sight. She was so angry that her teeth were grinding.

"Altrud, I will not let your personal grudges affect others!"

The princess responded solemnly, without backing down. At the same time, Arcueid's own ability to materialize illusions hummed and pulsed, and the surging blood energy quickly filled the entire grove.