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"Did the slave trader do this?" Rod narrowed his eyes, his gaze growing cold.

"No, it was a woman."

"A woman?"

"My mother. But she never let me call her 'mother.' It was she who sold me to that man." The girl, Frey, stared blankly at Rod, her voice devoid of emotion.

"Such a monster?"

Rod struggled to understand what kind of mother could treat her child this way.

"And your father?"

"He's dead."

The poor child.

Rod was about to express his sympathy when he noticed something unusual in the girl's hair-a sharp protrusion.

"What is this?"

Gently parting her hair, he revealed a pointed black horn hidden among the thick strands.

"A demon horn?"

Rod's eyes widened in surprise. Although he couldn't identify the specific demon, it was unmistakably a demon's horn.

'But why just one?'

Rod's mind raced, forming a hypothesis.

Her father must be a demon, and her mother a human.

So, she is a half-demon.

"Don't look! Don't look!"

As the horn was touched, Frey seemed to react instinctively, her entire body shivering. A dark mist began to envelop her, and the horn grew rapidly, spreading black demonic runes across her body.

Her pale skin turned into a healthy tan, and her once slight frame swelled to a fuller, more alluring shape, surpassing Euphemia's in its curvature.

Her once purple-red eyes now glowed with an enticing deep violet.

A slender demonic tail swayed behind her, and Frey stood there, radiating an aura that could drive a person to madness.

"Master, would you like to play a game with Frey?"

The girl arched her back, leaning forward, her soft chest barely contained by her tight dress.

Frey licked her lips, revealing sharp teeth, her gaze dreamy and yearning as she looked at Rod.

Her seductive smile was a mix of allure and temptation.

The overwhelming demonic power seemed

endless, engulfing Rod in its influence.

Next to him, Euphemia's face flushed, and she fidgeted uncomfortably, instinctively touching her own neck.

'Transformed into a demon?'

Rod mused, "I thought it was some kind of demon, but it turns out to be a succubus. What a relief."

Tilting his head slightly, Rod raised a hand.

A searing flame appeared at his fingertips.

The sun-like radiance extinguished the seductive power around them in an instant.

Frey's seductive smile faded under the fierce flames.

Bathed in the fiery light, Rod stood as godlike figure, emanating infinite authority.

He gazed down at the succubus Frey with an air of detached superiority.

His eyes, shadowed and cold.

"Do you leave on your own, or should I send you away?"

"Are you really a human?"

Frey's eyes were filled with fear. How could a human possess such formidable power?

"I am human, but I stand at the pinnacle of all races!" Rod's gaze was imperious.

"Heeheehee, human, I'll remember you. You will be mine sooner or later!"

Frey's seductive gaze lingered on Rod, as if to imprint his image in her memory. Her demon horn gradually shrank.

Returning to her normal state, Frey closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

Rod caught the girl in one hand, while a curvaceous form quietly approached from behind.

"Master, my body feels so strange."

Flushed and distressed, Euphemia tore her clothes, mumbling incoherently.

Rod frowned.

"Don't worry, I can help purify the demonic energy."

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