Chapter 119 The tea and cookies were made from ***
Overpowered companions(slaves), conquered worlds with ease, not having to worry a single thing but your own needs, thinking that life couldn't get worse...mixing all these we have a speciment that not only is overly dependent on her powers but overly easy to retreat and cower in fear when nothing is with her....not her companions or the world itself.
I watched in the back of my mind the succubus as she watched her companions(slaves) suddenly go immobile and didn't defend any hit from her enemies.
I couldn't hear what the succubus was shouting but I could undeniably understand what she was saying.
-W-wake up you morons! Protect your mistress and kill those monkeys!
The body of a divine being was stronger than diamond or any metal available in Intris so no matter how the warriors slashed or how many times the mages unleashed their spells on them, the gods would instantly regenarate their wounds if a weapon or spell managed to breakthrough their divine flesh.
-Dominic! Erieri! Bunban! Heric! Any of you! I command you to wake up!Now!
The frantic shouts of the succubus drawed only attention.
-...!
Reluctantly the soldiers walked and slowly surrounded the succubus.
They didn't attack, they only remained motionless as they watched the succubus growing more derparate and frantic.
Laughter erupted and filled that part of the battlefield.
The army was consisted of more men than women and it wasn't uncommmon for soldiers to 'relieve' their stress on common people or defeated enemies.
She was still a succubus and as such she had a natural charm that attracted men and women to herself and amplify their lust towards her body.
*Slurp*
As I drank my tea with my wives I witnessed the look or terror as hundreds of men surrounded her and started to sharpen their own 'sword'.
Fortunately for me, the succubus didn't totally succumb to her 'destiny'.
*Gulp*
The tea was strangely sweet and the gazes of my wives often shifted between my cup and themselves but I ignored it and enjoyed every single taste of it.
The expressions of the soldiers were filled with perversity and creepily laughed as the succubus glared at them while being toyed with.
I sighed in contentment.
The tea, the company of my wives, the sweet and soft atmosphere made my heart flutter in happiness and pure joy, with it the salacious expressions of the soldiers, the terror and disgust of the succubus and cruel situation made also my heart flutter in a distorted kind of sadism, amusement and expectation of what was going to happen next.
"Wanna try these as well? We all contribuited in making them." Edea passed on me some cookies.
"Sure!" I accepted without a hesitation.
By the time fifteen minutes passed in between jokes and eating sweets, on the other side the succubus already satisfied plenty of soldiers.
For the six of us these minutes were just but a little fraction of our usual daily routine but for her those minute seemed an eternity of agony.
Then like thunder chaos suddenly exploded once again.
A sword pierced the chest of its ally.
A club smashed one's head.
A spear swung as heads were sent flying.
Blood was spilled by the hands of their allies, comrades attacking each other and screams of confusion ensued.
Tired yet still filled of ire the succubus commanded the soldiers she touched with her lips to attack each other.
She kissed.
Those wounded would raise and start to attack and those gravely wounded would raise themselves or drag themselves and atleast drag someone down.
As this event occured the bodies of the gods remained immobile in their deep sleep.
No one knew who was able to make someone like a god go to sleep, no one was there to care enough as slowly the succubus created new companions(slaves) and turned the tables against her enemies.
We gazed as the sun slowly descended in the horizon.
"It's beautiful...isn't it?"
"Not as you."
"Oh Deva shut up."
The six of us giggled as we started a competition of cheesy phrases.
As death threatened her life, the succubus didn't hesitate in using the soldiers she controlled as meat shields and using numbers to capture the strong ones to make them her companions(slaves).
Before hope could fill her, her vision was suddenly engulfed by darkness...for eternity.
Her face forever plasted in between her stern expression and seeing hope yet the one who killed her didn't feel relief or joy like all the other surviving soldiers...since in that place there wasn't a trace of me meaning no significance in everything the two did.
The relationship between the races improved a bit from this but the object of their desire wasn't there nor couldn't be found anywhere.
"Okay girls, we took enough time for a break. Time to continue our little journey." Theresa beckoned.
"Fuu that was delicious."
"Was it really,Deva?"
"Obviously...everything is sweet and delicious when I'm with you."
The six women leisurely walked in the road as they chatted with each other.
"Now remains the most troublesome one..."
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*crack* *thud* *crack* *crack*
*thud* *thud*...
Every furniture and item in the tent was roughly destroyed.
Screaming, scratching at her own arms and ripping off some of her hair, Arin was in agony.
The noises could be also heard outside but people would only think that the queen was angry of unnecessary deaths
The same was for Lucia.
"Deva. Where are you...?"
"I need you. I need you. I need you.I need you. I need you..."
"Did you abbandon me...?"
"Please, please, please, please, please..."
"Why...? Did I do something wrong...?"
"I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you..."
"I can improve and...and if I cannot then I'll degrade for you...!"
"Ahhh....ahhhh!"
A Saintess corrupted beyond repair by the presence of an angel/devil.
And a Demon Queen addicted by the taste of Deva's divine touch.
Unless Deva had reason to do so, she won't give them what they want, being herself their wish.
Through drones she'll keep the two on edge, break them and mold them in addicts that will do anything for her.
Like pets.
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