Succubi Spew Mana When They Climax? Time for an Experiment.
“Insufficient.”
At my words, Emir wore an expression of utter confusion.
“Pardon?”
A foolish response. Not something Emir would make.
“You focused so much on matching my desires that you failed to capture the true heart of the woman you'd become.”
Emir took immense pride in House Solarion. Perhaps even more than Seria.
“If you hadn't uttered those words about abandoning your house, you might have actually ensnared me.”
I pressed a finger to Emir's forehead and flicked it away.
Pop! The mana gathered in my hand detonated, and Emir's form vanished.
And in her place stood a succubus with platinum hair, pale purple eyes, and tawny skin.
The most striking feature was, of course, the bat-like wings dangling from her waist.
She looked exactly like the succubi described in the tomes.
“H-how?”
“I told you. You made a mistake.”
“In that case!”
The succubus launched into the air.
Whoosh! Flames erupted from her hand.
“Daring to cast magic before me.”
An affront to my pride.
-Dispel.
The blaze extinguished, and the succubus plummeted back to earth. Even the magic circle linked to the dungeon flickered out in an instant.
“H-how is this possible?”
“Did you think I just wandered in here?”
As I'd traversed the dungeon, I'd already analyzed and decoded the entire magic circle. Its principles of operation. The circuits and formulas employed. The composition of its mana and the methods of its flow. I'd grasped it all and dismantled it.
“So utterly simplistic.”
That was why she'd dared cast magic in my presence.
I approached the succubus, now slumped on the ground, drained of her mana.
“I've heard succubi lose their power at climax. Is that true?”
“Ridiculous!”
I blocked her wild lunge with one hand, then conjured a mana dildo from thin air.
“Kyaaak!”
An item I couldn't procure without the witch Veronice.
“A gift for you.”
I needed to observe her reactions.
Vrrr!
“I've even added a vibration function. You'll be satisfied.”
“W-wait! What is that?”
I shoved the mana dildos into the succubus's pussy and mouth.
Vrrr!
“Urghhht!”
Vines conjured by bind magic coiled around her body, restraining her. I watched her reactions closely.
This could prove useful for countering succubi in the future, so I pulled out paper and pen to take notes.
“Grrooh! Hng! Urghhkk!”
Unable to moan properly with the dildo gagging her, the succubus writhed. I jotted down each response.
“Highly sensitive to mana. Vulnerable to vibrations, but not lethally so. Must confirm if mana drains at climax.”
She squirmed to escape the dildo's pleasure, but to no avail.
“Urghhh!!”
The succubus convulsed. A light orgasm. With it, her mana began to leak out.
A substantial amount.
“Ho.”
The record that succubi expelled mana at climax was quite valuable.
What about her ass?
I formed another mana dildo and plunged it into her asshole. Perhaps due to her innate talent, it swallowed it to the hilt without resistance.
“Excellent.”
A touch of vindictiveness. For daring to impersonate Seria and Emir to seduce me.
“No more arrogant words from you now, I trust?”
I removed the dildo from her mouth.
“I'll kill you! Fire... Urghk!”
She tried chanting a pointless spell, so I stuffed it back in.
With her prayer blocked and vibrations assaulting her from above and below simultaneously. Even for a succubus, this overwhelming sensation would be hard to endure.
Especially for them, so attuned to mana. The pure mana dildos would deliver intense pleasure on contact alone.
“Urghhkk!”
How long had the mana dildos been buried in her? The defiance in the succubus's eyes faded, her pupils losing focus from the relentless pleasure.
“The results are adequate. Shall we end the experiment here?”
I now knew their mana sensitivity and power loss at climax.
I extracted the dildos from her mouth, pussy, and ass.
“Hah... hah...”
The pitifully collapsed succubus glared at me, gasping raggedly.
“It was a pleasure acquiring new knowledge.”
“I'll kill you. Once I regain my strength, I'll kill you...”
“I have no interest in the petty vengeance of a lowly demon. I have only one question.”
I looked down at the succubus and asked.
“Lilith. As a succubus, you've heard the name, I presume?”
At Lilith's name, the succubus shuddered violently.
“You'd do well to tell me everything about her. Or I'll grant you suffering beyond death.”
“Eek!”
The succubus scrambled to flee, but—
“Where do you think you're going?”
I seized her shoulder.
“Kyaaak!”
“Speak. No regrets later.”
But the succubus remained silent.
“Last chance. Are you Lilith's daughter?”
I'd simply assumed Lilith was the pinnacle transcendent among succubi. The most powerful entity.
But if... Lilith was the mother and progenitor of succubi?
The only transcendent capable of producing offspring.
That would mean...
She could bypass transcendent limitations by amplifying her power differently.
Similar to how Lilith had possessed Seria.
“...”
Even my final warning went unanswered.
“Choosing silence?”
I twisted my lips.
“Very well. I'll honor that resolve.”
I placed my hand on the succubus's forehead.
I had no intention of reading memories. Nor did I need intricate control to probe her mind for information.
No mercy for one who'd rejected my offer.
I concentrated mana into my palm against her forehead.
-Kyaaaaaaaak!!
A piercing scream tore through the air as black energy gathered in my hand. Her soul.
Spirit Drain. The ability to extract souls from lesser beings. One of the three magics outright banned by the Magic Department for its brutality in ripping souls asunder.
-Kiaaaak!!
The succubus's eyes rolled back as she shrieked. Ignoring the agonized wails like a soul being devoured, I tore her soul free.
Crunch! The grisly sound of soul separating from flesh echoed.
A black soul floated before my hand.
The pain of soul-body severance was immense. A direct strike to the soul that could annihilate one's very existence. A cardinal sin of magic no human could endure.
No demon could withstand it easily either.
No need for such consideration against a demon.
-Kyaaak! It hurts! Hurts! Hurrrts!!
The succubus screamed from the horrific torment in her soul. Meanwhile...
“...”
Her body stood frozen, staring blankly ahead like a statue carved from ice. Eerily serene, belying her recent screams.
A soulless husk. The succubus's current state.
I addressed her vacant shell.
“Who are you?”
“...I am the succubus Namori.”
Her body responded after a slight delay.
Sundered from its soul, yet answering. Self gone, memories intact.
Like querying a database, it would answer all.
“State your true name, not the epithet humans use.”
-Don't say it! Never say it!!
Namori's soul thrashed futilely beside me.
“...Rusria.”
Her body answered honestly.
True names were sacred secrets demons never revealed. Knowing one could destroy them.
Spirit Drain compelled even that.
Confirmed, I cut to the chase.
“Tell me everything you know about Lilith.”
-No! Don't speak! If I do, I'm done for!
Her soul raged. Namori's body hesitated briefly before responding politely.
“...She is our mother.”
“Mother?”
“...Yes. She gathered human mana to create us.”
“Transcendents cannot produce offspring. What does that mean?”
-Not that! Never!! Kyaaak!
Namori's soul shook violently.
“...Mother used mana from other beings and her own to create her avatars.”
“What comprises you?”
Blood trickled from her twitching nose.
“...I am made from wa, wyvern and uhgk! mage souls! The strongest of mother's...”
Her body convulsed in rejection. Lilith's pact, no doubt.
-Ah...
Suddenly, the soul's screams ceased.
“Are all succubi Lilith's daughters?”
“...Y-yes. Succubi are mother's created works.”
“I see.”
Foam bubbled from the succubus's mouth. The soul I'd extracted had vanished. Namori's soul was dead.
I organized the intel from Namori's body.
Transcendents couldn't sire children, but could artificially replicate themselves.
That explains it.
Upon close inspection, subtle differences existed, but the platinum hair and pale purple eyes mirrored Seria's.
Information acquired.
An avatar.
Seria likely was too. But why hadn't Lilith possessed this succubus? Namori was one of her daughters too.
That could wait.
Time to head back. Much to resolve.
I glanced at the succubus. Nose bleeding, foam at her mouth, yet breathing shallowly like a statue.
Her beauty remained undiminished.
Intruders would come soon. Powerless, the magic circle offered no illusions now.
Her fate was clear. An awakened succubus body was resilient. Unfed and collapsed for days, she'd survive a month.
Snatched by dungeon hunters or devoured by monsters as a broodmare—it mattered not to me.
Yet...
Those eyes and hair, so like Seria's, lingered in my mind.
This irks me.
I moved the succubus to the magic circle's center and channeled mana.
Full power. I reverse-assembled the circle using the formulas and circuits I'd decoded.
Vrrr!
The circle glowed and activated.
Opposite its prior effect of absorbing victims' essence into herself.
Just as she'd drained essence from intruders and monsters...
Now her essence and mana flooded the dungeon.
For a succubus, mana release meant climax.
Namori's body in the center thrashed wildly. Multiple orgasms arched her back to its limit, convulsing.
Flash!
Light burst from her form. The succubus Namori vanished utterly, without a trace.
Dense mana filled the dungeon.
Rumble.
The dungeon quaked. Even the circle's mana drained away.
I hurried out.
Crash! The dungeon collapsed, mana scattering everywhere.
This area's knights' training ground for a while, then.
I returned to the mansion, lost in trivial thoughts.