Chapter 246: A Suspiciously Large Number of Virgin Succubi (2)
Chapter 246: A Suspiciously Large Number of Virgin Succubi (2)
He who is struck by the curse of the dream demon shall become one himself.
Naturally, a man would become an incubus, and a woman, a succubus.
But what if their masculinity was castrated, their souls—their very essence—plundered by the Succubus Queen, and they were reborn as entirely new life forms?
"Perfect."
I couldn't help but marvel as I looked upon the two thousand virgin succubi held within the Fermaton underground dungeon.
"Their memories are completely wiped. They don't even realize they were once human."
Every single succubus wore a bitch collar.
And these weren't just any bitch collars; they were equipped with a ring on one side, allowing for a sturdy chain to be attached. It was a specification that made restraining them as easy as could be.
Currently, the succubi were huddled together in the overcrowded dungeon.
There was no resistance.
Without any sense of who they were, and possessing only the awareness that they were succubi, they had been captured and turned into collared slaves the moment they were born.
Furthermore, with Astarotte present to radiate the aura of the Succubus Queen, the succubi simply sat quietly, waiting for orders.
Orders from Fermaton.
"There were some minor losses before we could capture them in the Infinite Labyrinth, but we secured them with a 99% recovery rate."
"Good. That was perfect, Charlotte."
I shared a light high-five with Charlotte, celebrating our total victory.
"I should ask those slave hunters if they’re interested in formal employment with Fermaton."
"Oh my. Are you really trying to poach staff right in front of their current employer?"
"Wouldn't the story change if Ninetail belonged to Fermaton instead of the Empire?"
"Ninetail? My, my. I’m one thing, but the entirety of Ninetail is quite expensive, you know?"
"You know I’m loaded."
"You’ll have to offer something else. I already know you're rich, so give me a different proposal. Hmm, for example..."
Charlotte placed a hand on my crotch with a devious look on her face.
"Once you and I start having sex, Count, how about a rule where you have to spend one full day a week having sex with only me?"
"I’ll have to decline a proposal like that. My dick must be provided equally to everyone."
"Is that a hard 'no,' or just a matter of frequency?"
"A matter of frequency."
I reached out and gently placed my hand on Charlotte’s butt.
Squish.
What a relief. Charlotte had finally reached the point where she didn't complain when I fiddled with her backside.
"After we have sex, I’ll focus entirely on you until you’ve reached orgasm three times. How does that sound?"
"Isn't that how you usually do it anyway?"
"Sometimes I’m balls-deep in Laura while my hands are soaking Yurdias’s pussy and I’m fondling Asti’s breasts."
"Hmm... well, if it’s until I cum three times..."
Charlotte tapped my dick with her hand and stepped back.
"I’m looking forward to the physical sex, but talking business with you feels more like sex to me. Sorry."
"Dealing with a workaholic is quite the task. But you know what? Seeing a woman like that panting on a bed while still wearing her formal suit is what’s truly hot."
"Save that for later. For now, we need to figure out what to do with these succubi."
Charlotte filled Dark Jeanne with Mana Milk and handed it to me. I took a sip, settling my stomach.
Sex could happen anytime.
Right now, I had to find a way to deal with these Taiwan Succubi huddled together like a patch of mushrooms.
"You aren't thinking of throwing them to the beasts of the Infinite Labyrinth now that you've realized how many were born, are you?"
"Of course not. If the beasts ate two thousand humans, the floor 10 goblins would turn into monsters that belong on floor 50."
Just as human essence was food and mana for a succubus, human corpses provided flesh and bone for the beasts of the Infinite Labyrinth. There was a limit to body disposal; leaving two thousand corpses to the labyrinth's cleanup crew was asking too much.
"I’m the one who had them reincarnated as succubi, so naturally, I’ll take responsibility. But I have no intention of letting them live like normal humans. They pointed their dicks at Fermaton, so they must pay the price."
"Their dicks? Not their swords?"
"After threatening us with swords, they would have become looters and tried to rape Fermaton. The result is the same."
I didn't even need to interrogate them to know.
'I heard the women of Ruji Fermaton are all stunning. Once we take Fermaton, we'll keep them alive to violate them right in front of Ruji.' That was the mindset of the men who drew their swords against us.
Therefore, there was no need to feel any guilt in how I handled them.
"Hehe, what should I do with them? Hmm?"
"...Didn't you have a specific plan when you turned them all into succubi?"
"It's more that I have too many plans. To use a food metaphor, these girls are like 'whole raw chickens.'"
Uncut.
Whether I roast them whole, boil them for soup, chop them up for a stir-fry, or coat them in batter and fry them—it’s entirely my choice.
I was simply agonizing over which method would best showcase the grandeur and majesty of the succubus.
"Charlotte. How about this? This is the best way I’ve thought of to spread the greatness of the succubus..."
"...Ho. That’s interesting."
I quietly proposed my idea to Charlotte, and she listened intently with a smile.
"That’s a strategy worth executing immediately. It’s the perfect way to plunge the entire continent into chaos."
"Right? I realized it during this war. Why go through the trouble of sending soldiers to fight when you can just sit back and handle them easily?"
In true Fermaton fashion.
"To celebrate our victory in the territorial war, to strengthen ties with other nobles, and to give future guests of Fermaton a little preview..."
I declared.
"How about we put a succubus maid in every household?"
I was going to scatter succubi across the entire world.
*
One week later, in the King’s office.
A significant amount of time had passed since the death of Queen Messalina, and a new King had ascended the throne.
—As King, I shall be reborn with a new name. I am Julius, the King of this nation.
The King, who cast aside his childhood name to call himself Julius, made his first order of business the mediation of the territorial war disputes.
—All assets and authority of the defeated House Sirjosia shall be transferred to the lady of the house, Irmiter Sirjosia. Her protection shall be handled by the Kingdom, and simultaneously, Fermaton shall not be held responsible.
The King did not bother to assign blame for the cause of the war.
Fermaton had won the territorial war and had spared nearly a thousand prisoners instead of killing them all.
There were rumors that two thousand prisoners had vanished into thin air, but that wasn't particularly important.
What mattered more to King Julius was the 'letter' that had arrived from Fermaton.
"My aunt is keeping a close eye on Fermaton, so do not take a hostile stance against them for the time being."
King Julius frowned openly.
"...Even if those are my aunt's words, they are currently using slaves."
As the King, and having gathered information on Fermaton since his days as Crown Prince, he knew a fair bit about them.
Two of the primary causes of the former Queen Messalina’s death—Penisilin and the necklaces—were products of Fermaton.
To be precise, Queen Messalina had forced all the men to take Penisilin so they would have thicker dicks than usual, and she herself had worn a necklace to amplify her pleasure to its absolute limit.
While it was Messalina’s own doing and Fermaton couldn't be held responsible, there was no guarantee something similar wouldn't happen again.
Some of his ministers were even arguing that Fermaton needed to be suppressed...
"And you say you are a messenger and a gift from Fermaton?"
"Ye-yes..."
The maid wearing the collar was unmistakably a succubus.
"Where are your wings, tail, and horns?"
"I... I can bring them out individually if you wish."
"Individually?"
"Yes. We have been trained to act like humans, to look like humans, but also to reveal parts of ourselves at the request of our 'employers.'"
"Employers, huh."
Julius knew it was just a play on words to avoid the 'slave' label, but he decided not to overthink it.
Claudia-Nero was in the Fermaton County.
It was only Julius’s guess, but if Claudia were to have a son or daughter through a relationship with Ruji Fermaton—
"At least there’s no chance of Fermaton falling to the Empire."
"Pardon?"
"No, just talking to myself. So, what can you do?"
"I can do everything a maid is expected to do. And... Lady Nero, the head maid of the Fermaton Castle, told me to relay this message."
"Nero did?"
"Yes. It’s..."
The succubus spoke hesitantly, her face flushing.
"...That I can resolve your sexual desires through your dreams, Your Majesty, so that you may always enjoy 'Sage Time' during the day. She said you should think of me as something like aromatherapy."
"......!!"
Julius bolted upright from his seat.
"Follow me at once."
"Yes?"
"I need to verify this immediately."
King Julius’s eyes gleamed as he headed toward the bedroom.
"If I can resolve my lust through dreams, it means I can work with a clear mind every single day, doesn't it?"
*
"So, what kind of succubus did you send to the royal family? A pure one? Or a repackaged one?"
"Laura. Does the packaging really matter as long as it tastes good?"
"......If the King ever finds out the truth, he might try to tear all of Fermaton down."
Not my problem.