Chapter 40: The Abyssal Wedge and a Succubus’s Game

“I obey your command.”

Silvya, utterly subdued, hung her head low.

No matter what Letitia said, Silvya would respond respectfully and without complaint.

In every respect, she was a pure soul, relentlessly pursuing power.

Shedding her hero-like travel attire, Noah reverted to her customary white gown, which prominently displayed her ample bosom.

Its star-like embellishments accentuated her noble demeanor, while her unbound white hair transformed into an exquisite princess braid.

The radiant ‘True World’ hovered beside her, making her appear like a shimmering star princess.

Following this, Letitia posed several more questions and made a few requests of Silvya, to which Silvya responded without a moment’s hesitation, addressing each point.

Noah, however, wore an indifferent expression.

Instead of returning to the throne, she made her way to the maid corps’ spectator seats, as if she hadn’t been the one engaged in battle moments before.

The surrounding maids instinctively made space for her, casting gazes filled with awe.

After the recent confrontation, not a single one of them failed to regard the enigmatic dragon maiden with profound respect.

This was true for everyone, save for one particular individual who wailed, “Wuwuwu, Sister Noah actually found another loli outside!”

The night’s commotion concluded.

Before departing, Silvya, now entirely in her loli form, deliberately turned her gaze towards Noah.

Her eyes held a complex expression, as if she were unsure whether to convey respect, gratitude, or even hatred towards Noah.

Ultimately, she closed her somewhat bewildered eyes, and, accompanied by her trusted aides, departed without a backward glance.

***

“Ugh, that was quite a workout,” Noah sighed. “So tiring.

All I want is to lie in a warm bed and get some proper sleep.”

After the crowd dispersed, Noah and Letitia walked side-by-side down the castle corridor.

Noah stretched languidly, fully showcasing her voluptuous and sensuous curves.

With the matter concluded, Noah reverted to her original saintess form.

Her cherry-blossom white princess braid, her jade-like, hazy pink eyes, and her saintess robe, so revealing it verged on immodest, were all her standard features.

“This form is much more comfortable,” Noah remarked.

However, even if her hair color, silhouette, and limbs might change, some things invariably remained constant.

For instance…

Letitia’s gaze involuntarily drifted thirty centimeters downwards, landing on Noah’s chest, where a pair of immense, perfectly round globes, slightly larger than small basketballs, proudly rested.

Simply gazing upon those twin mounds was enough to inspire an appetite for three bowls of rice, truly a sight to behold.

“Oh, by the way, My Lady Demon King,”

With her hands clasped behind her back, Noah gracefully took two steps forward.

Her exquisite, bare jade feet lightly tapped the air, and with a playful gesture, she produced an item from behind her back.

“When I was reshaping Lady Silvya’s body just now, I extracted this peculiar object.

It’s quite distinct from the other impurities.

Do you know what it is, My Lady Demon King?”

She held the obsidian seed cupped in her hands before her chest.

Letitia immediately dismissed her lingering, alluring thoughts, and began to examine the object closely.

“This is… the Abyssal Wedge?”

The moment she recognized it, a grave expression settled upon Letitia’s face.

“Noah, may I hold onto this item for now?”

She offered no specific explanation for the object, yet she trusted Noah to respect her wishes.

“Mmm, take it, take it~.”

As expected, Noah asked no questions.

Like a cheerful bird, she casually handed the item to Letitia.

Whether this stemmed from profound trust in Letitia or simply an excessively naive disposition, it nonetheless brought a sigh of relief to Letitia.

She realized that the events of this night might possess a gravity far exceeding her initial imagination.

And these were matters she preferred Noah remain unaware of.

“I just have a feeling… tonight, My Lady Demon King is a little different~.”

As Letitia was deep in thought, Noah leaned in slightly, bringing her face close, startling Letitia, who had been completely unprepared.

Her ample bosom seemed poised to press against her, and with a mere glance downwards, Letitia could discern the surging fullness that threatened to engulf her.

Letitia’s breathing grew slightly ragged.

A fervor, usually absent, flared in her dark crimson eyes, and the atmosphere around her intensified with a fiery heat.

‘She had already consumed the potion capable of shattering all limits.’

‘Once they returned to her chambers, Noah would surely cling to her.’

‘Then she would subdue her, achieving a perfect counter-attack.’

‘A flawless strategy!’

Her heart, beating faster than usual, filled Letitia with eager anticipation.

The heightened vitality in her body imbued her with a peculiar sense of omnipotence.

‘Tonight, she would definitely settle things with this little succubus!’

“Never mind, My Lady Demon King always has her quirks, doesn’t she~.”

Noticing the unusual aura emanating from Letitia, a curious scheme formed in Noah’s mind.

Noah feigned ignorance, even deliberately letting out a yawn, to convey her extreme fatigue.

“I’m so tired from playing tonight~, so I won’t make My Lady Demon King ‘pay tribute’ tonight~.”

“Let’s just go back, eat something, and then I’ll cuddle with My Lady Demon King and sleep~.”

“Huh?”

Letitia blinked, suddenly realizing something critical.

‘If Noah wasn’t coming, then all her preparations would be for naught!’

“Ah, well… Noah, as a succubus, shouldn’t you naturally desire it every night?

There’s no need to force yourself to rest; if you want it, I’ll satisfy you.”

She was genuinely flustered.

Perhaps fearing her full-force attack would strike empty air, Letitia uttered strange words she herself didn’t even notice.

“Besides, you see, with a succubus’s racial talent, there must be many ‘issues’ that need resolving, right?”

“Eh~, but My Lady Demon King must be tired too, right~? Wouldn’t that be improper~?”

Clever Noah feigned distress, slightly furrowing her delicate brows.

Her hazy pink eyes offered no clue to her true thoughts, as she continued to play coy.

“My matters aren’t urgent; we can discuss them in a couple of days~.”

Noah didn’t directly refuse; instead, she subtly guided the Demon King, step by step, to utter the words Noah wished to hear.

“Ugh… this…”

Tongue-tied, Letitia immediately fell into a state of vexation.

How could she outwit the clever and nimble Noah?

She could only stammer out a few incoherent, meaningless conjunctions.

Previously, Noah had always initiated, allowing Letitia to then ‘counter-push’.

But now, faced with the need to start herself, she found herself hesitant to advance.

“Or~, are~, you~.”

Noah, who had been walking ahead, abruptly halted.

Her smooth, soft back pressed into Letitia’s embrace, and her cherry-hued, glistening lips brushed against Letitia’s ear.

“Does My Lady Demon King actually desire something in her heart, but refuse to voice it actively?”

The little imp’s fragrant breath caressed her ear, jolting Letitia, who had been clinging to her meaningless pride, into sudden realization.

With a somewhat rough motion, she pulled Noah into her arms, eliciting a surprised gasp from her.

“Little succubus, you’re playing with fire.”

Letitia’s eyes were tinged with red, and she spoke with a fierce intensity, as if exerting her will through sheer force.