Deal with the Succubus
"For now..."
I moved to the Training Room and immediately grabbed the mask hanging on the wall.
"...And."
Wondering if there was anything else worth taking, I looked around and spotted a cloak.
'That'll do nicely.'
The pitch-black cloak came with a hood, perfect for covering the head if needed. I grabbed it too, then stepped into Room 1.
And sure enough, there she was—a woman seated in a chair, her arms and legs bound tight.
"Hello, Elena."
I gave her a faint smile, just like always.
"Oh my, who might this be?"
She curled her lips into a wicked grin, her voice dripping with allure. At the same time, her golden hair swayed gently, shaking my composure.
Elena's hair looked like it was woven from golden threads— just gazing at it made me swallow hard for no reason.
Of course, that wasn't the only thing captivating about her. Her jewel-like eyes, slender jawline, dainty nose— she had every feature of a stunning beauty. Overkill, even.
If a woman like this existed in the real world, she'd monopolize every man's affection in an instant.
"...Aren't you the master who made me your slave?"
There was a hint of thorns in her voice. But that was all it was—a slight prick. Trim those thorns with scissors, and she'd be a beautiful flower I could toy with to my heart's content.
"If I hadn't made you my slave back then... you'd have been killed by the goblins."
"Ahaha! You're right!"
She burst into laughter despite her restraints, her massive breasts jiggling up and down as if to tempt me, nipples perking sharply. They bounced plump, plump—truly spectacular.
But even more impressive was her impossibly narrow waist. How did she support those huge, full breasts with such a slim midriff? It was hard to believe.
'Because she's a succubus?'
I swallowed hard and took a step closer.
"Anyway, Elena, I came to ask a favor."
"What is it? Tell me."
Her soft, sweet voice wormed into my ear, lifting my spirits sky-high. But I shook it off quickly.
The woman before me was a succubus—a dream demon. One slip, and she could drain all my Vital Energy. I was her master now, she my slave, but that could flip in an instant.
"In a bit, I'll run into a woman."
"Yeah, and?"
"After I meet her, I want you to show up wearing this mask and cloak. But no direct contact—got it? No talking, either. Just make it seem like you were watching from afar, then bolt the second she spots you. Destination doesn't matter."
She grinned slyly and spoke.
"What's my reward?"
"What do you want?"
"Ahaha!"
She laughed delightedly at my counter, looking like a kid pondering a gift.
"...How about some Vital Energy?"
"Vital Energy? That enough?"
Her unexpected demand caught me off guard, but she giggled and replied.
"Until I'm satisfied. Got it?"
"That's tricky. What if I die? Why not ask for your freedom instead?"
I offered a practical deal—best for her, mutually agreeable.
But she frowned delicately, clearly displeased.
"I don't want that."
"Why not?"
"I like your semen. It's so sticky... special flavor, you know? I want more."
With that, she opened her mouth wide, her bright red tongue flicking out lewdly, as if begging me to fill her up.
My cock throbbed hard at the blatant seduction.
'She seems serious...'
And it wasn't a bad deal for me.
"So, freedom doesn't matter—it's the Vital Energy you crave most."
"Exactly. I'm a succubus. That's what matters to us."
Suddenly, she thrust her head forward, staring intently as she continued.
"...How much satisfaction will you give me?"
Chills ran down my spine at the question—like she was caressing every inch of me.
I swallowed dryly and replied calmly.
"I'll do my best. But if my life’s at risk, I stop."
"Okay, deal."
She smiled innocently. She didn’t seem likely to betray me anytime soon.
"Payment after the job."
I unbound her. Instantly, her body slammed into mine.
"Ahn! No fair. Feed me now—I want it now."
Moaning sweetly, she straddled me and pressed her voluptuous breasts against my chest.
"...I need it right this second."
She kissed my neck with a smack, her hands caressing my collarbone and shoulders.
"This won't do, Elena."
"What's wrong?"
She kept planting wet kisses on my neck, making my limbs stiffen. Especially when her slender fingers trailed from my shoulders to my chest—indescribable excitement surged.
But I pushed it down.
"Disobedient slaves need punishment. Goblin Summon."
Goblin Summon
Three goblins appeared behind her.
"...Want to get fucked by three goblins? Quite satisfying, I hear."
I raised my hand, and they all yanked down their pants.
"Eek..."
Eyes widening at the massive cocks surrounding her, she grimaced in disgust.
"...I don't like that."
"Then get off."
"Y-Yes."
Pouting, she obediently climbed down. Freed, I handed her the mask and cloak.
Elena acquired the mask.
Elena acquired the cloak.
'As expected...'
Just like I thought—handing items to slaves made them theirs.
'Same as when she held the Mana Stone Fragment.'
She'd possessed one before. And my guess: slaves could hold skills and gear like me.
'Held Skills and Held Equipment...'
I checked her status briefly, confirmed, and ended training.
The surroundings darkened, snapping back to just before I entered.
Except the goblins that had been in front of me were gone.
"Elena Summon."
I glanced around and summoned her.
Elena Summon
She appeared cloaked in black, as if waiting.
"What kind of magic is this?"
She blinked in wonder, looking around, then licked her lips at me.
"Put on the mask."
"Okay, okay."
She pouted playfully and donned it. Now, aside from her gleaming golden hair under the moonlight, she was unrecognizable.
"That hair... can't you hide it?"
"I can."
She chuckled darkly, tied it back with a string, and tucked it under the cloak. Hood up, she was perfectly concealed.
No mask, no tells. Without gestures or voice, even her gender was impossible to guess.
"Perfect."
I pulled out my smartphone and checked the minimap.
========== Author's Note ==========
It's getting longer than I thought. I really wanted some training time with the arrogant succubus, but I miss Minseo too much for that. Succubus later—solve Seoyeon first, then Minseo.