Chapter 30: The Bewitching Dance and a Dangerous Secret

This meant that this virtual Lord Hero was mine to… ravage at will? Oh, no, I meant to cherish him!

A predatory gleam filled Yunajin’s eyes as she pressed herself against ‘Qiaolun’s’ chest, as if savoring the aroma of aged wine or vintage ham, relishing every nuanced scent, her enjoyment boundless.

This seemingly fervent act, however, was met with a gaze of approval and admiration from Almilina.

‘The succubus bloodline within Her Majesty the Demon Lord had indeed lain dormant for too long. Since she intended to reclaim that feeling, I would ensure she became a qualified, excellent predator!’

“Lord Almilina, conjure two or three more for this King to play with!” Yunajin exclaimed, excitedly turning her head towards her.

“That is easily done, however…” Almilina replied. “You still have important matters to attend to, do you not?”

“Hmm…” At her reminder, Yunajin’s senses cleared. She offered an embarrassed smile, though her gaze remained fixed on the body that was the spitting image of Qiaolun.

“But what does this have to do with you creating this man’s body?”

“To be frank, Your Majesty, you merely wish to tempt him, do you not?” Almilina’s eyes narrowed slightly, as she instantly saw through Yunajin’s thoughts. For succubi, only the willingly offered elixir of life truly tasted sweet and satisfying.

“Te-temptation!?” Yunajin’s face flushed crimson. At that moment, she resembled a shy young girl, hastily waving her hands in denial.

‘No, no, absolutely not! No lewdness allowed!’

‘Naturally, I must conquer him with genuine talent!’

Our Demon Lord had always believed she needn’t rely on a succubus’s innate talents. What were alluring shoulders, flawless skin, or long, beautiful legs? What was the point of seducing someone with her body alone!

Though, at times, Yunajin found herself unable to control her impulses…

“The ‘Bewitching Dance’ would typically attract most males. However, to precisely target a single individual, one merely needed to discover the poses and rhythms that resonated with him, and the desired effect would be achieved.”

“He would ultimately be more willing than anyone to prostrate himself before the dancer.”

“What about the other males…?” Yunajin paused, truly disliking the frequent utterance of that particular word.

“Would not others be caught in the same snare?”

“As long as the dance steps perfectly align with the target’s preferences, no superfluous effects will be produced. However, the requirements are exceedingly strict; not a single mistake can be made,” Almilina patiently explained.

Yunajin leaned against the virtual Qiaolun’s shoulder. She looked up at the man’s resolute face, her heart yearning for a day when she could truly be with Qiaolun like this, leaning against his broad chest, silently awaiting the descent of twilight.

Her original intention was not to exploit her succubus abilities for convenience. That felt like cheating, but, but…

‘Then I shall perform the dance that moves him most deeply!’

In a sense, once a succubus willingly performed a dance designed to captivate only one individual, it signified a recognition akin to that of the soul.

Whether it stemmed from innate talent or not became irrelevant.

“Now, let us begin with the first step!” Noticing the resolve in Yunajin’s eyes, Almilina clapped her hands together, and a red dress materialized before them.

Yunajin changed into the clothes.

“Wait, this dress… isn’t it a bit too… revealing?”

Delicate black straps, seemingly poised to snap at the slightest touch, held together fabric that parted over her chest, revealing just enough of her slender midriff. Her back was completely bare, extending tantalizingly to just above her hips, where her black tail swayed with natural grace. The dress itself resembled a rose caught halfway through its bloom, and Yunajin sensed that with every leap of her legs, it would fully unfurl, transforming a maiden’s shyness into the ultimate, irresistible charm.

‘Isn’t this just blatant seduction!’

While it offered some semblance of coverage when she stood perfectly still, any casual movement would surely leave the faint-hearted utterly breathless.

Yunajin, however, managed to restrain herself from uttering the word ‘indecent’.

“Your Majesty, if you wish for him to behold your graceful dance, there must first be a premise to capture his attention, must there not?”

Almilina extended two fingers, gesturing before the virtual Qiaolun’s eyes, then trailing her gaze from him to Yunajin.

“He must first see you, fix his gaze upon you, capture this man’s eyes!”

“Capture his eyes!” Yunajin echoed, mimicking Almilina’s grasping motion.

“As expected of Your Majesty, you grasp things quickly. Now, for the most challenging part.”

“Ah? But this is only the second step. How can it already be the most difficult?”

“There are only three steps in total,” Almilina said, gently pushing the virtual Qiaolun towards Yunajin. “Look into his eyes. Recall the days and memories you shared together. Can you feel anything?”

A blush bloomed on Yunajin’s cheeks. She involuntarily lowered her head. Even though the figure was merely a puppet resembling Qiaolun, when its vacant gaze fell upon her, Yunajin couldn’t help but imagine he was staring intently at her.

“Recall, recall! And please don’t lower your head, Your Majesty!”

“Oh, he loves chocolate. The few pieces I brought him last time were almost all devoured,” Yunajin said, a sudden thought striking her.

“Food, sweets… It seems he has a preference for sugary things,” Almilina mused, but this clue alone was clearly insufficient. More crucial was key information that could connect to their surroundings.

“Also… let me think.” Yunajin pondered for a moment before saying, “He seems to… really like touching my tail.”

Upon hearing this, the highly esteemed Eight Demon General, the powerful King of Seven Sins, Almilina, her brows furrowed tightly, and an uneasy expression crossed her face.

Yunajin’s fidgeting reminded Almilina of a common weakness among succubi of old: when their tails were seized, their bodies would involuntarily fall under the control of another. Even though the succubus race, including Almilina herself, had spent countless ages overcoming this fatal flaw, their descendants still retained this residual instinct.

“Your Majesty, this is my solemn advice.” Almilina stated gravely. “No matter how trusted an individual, they must never touch your tail. None of us can guarantee that succubi born in recent centuries possess the ability to resist being enthralled.”

“You mean to say…?” Yunajin already had a general understanding of her meaning.

‘It couldn’t really be that serious, could it? To have my tail seized and become a puppet, a captive…’

‘Yet, for some reason, the thought felt incredibly stimulating!’

Almilina’s warning was not hyperbole. During a certain period in demon history, numerous such incidents occurred, so widespread and frequent that they quickly drew the attention of the succubus race. For a time, many succubi even severed their own tails.

Just as the vampires overcame their weaknesses to sunlight and silver, Almilina, along with other elders and peers within her clan, endured arduous training. Ultimately, they succeeded in ensuring that the succubus tail, while still present, no longer remained a vulnerability.

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