Her deliberation didnât last long. Lapis slowly undid the buttons on her top before her skirt slipped down her legs and landed on the floor.
ââŚâŚ.â
The magic lamp shined a fine light on her. Her delicate curves were lit up faintly in the darkness.
Ivar stood up. He circled around Lapis and used the cane in his right hand to prod her body. The end of his cane poked her chest, neck, and bottom. It was almost as if he were evaluating a product.
âAre you a virgin?â
âYes.â
âDespite being a lowly half-succubus, you managed to preserve your chastity well, I see.â
âI possess the ability to protect my own body. FurthermoreâŚâŚ.â
âFurthermore?â
âI did not wish to thoughtlessly waste my value as a virgin.â
Ivar grinned.
âA merchantâs way of thinking. Then do you believe that offering your virginity to me here would have value?â
âYes.â
âYour ability to judge the situation is also quick, I see.â
He showed a satisfied smile.
Lapis knew that Ivar didnât desire her in the first place. As a person who has succubus blood flowing through her, she could sense the other partyâs carnal desire. All she had done was act obediently after she realized that this was nothing more than a test.
Ivar gripped his cane before walking around Lapis in a circle.
âI am one of the 5 remaining Vampire Lords in the world. A descendant of a noble bloodline that has been maintained for tens of thousands of years. The reason why I value bloodlines in the demon world is not for some trivial reason like authority. It is proof that we have overcome those ancient times. It is simple for a single generation to achieve success. There are numerous people that are succeeding even now. How about succeeding for 2 generations? The immediate previous generation had achieved success, so it should not be that difficult. But what about 3 generations? 4 generations? How about 50, 100, or 200 generations?â
Ivarâs tone dropped.
âThis is close to impossible. You must not become conceited because of the achievements your bloodline had accomplished in the past. You must treat every generation as if it is your first and refine yourself without end. Pain and patience will continue endlessly for hundreds of years. That is the greatness of bloodlines. It is not something that can be accomplished through only a single generationâs success.â
At one point in time, vampires used to all be pure-blooded; however, as time passed, only 5 pure-blooded vampires now remain. Demons revered them and referred to them as Vampire Lords, the true bloodline.\n
âEven if they are called Demon Lords, they cannot leave behind any descendants and are nothing more than a single moment of glory. The true pride of us demonkind does not rely on such fleeting grace. Only those that can look towards the future will become true demons. Lazuli. Use the Demon Lord. Do not become a moth that is sacrificed after being lured to a Demon Lordâs light.â
âI will bear this in mind.â
âGoodâŚâŚDemon Lords are nothing more than illusions.â
Ivar fell into deep thought as he stared at nothing for a moment. He then shook his head and sat back down. He turned away from Lapis.
âI am promoting you from rank 4 personnel to rank 2.â
ââŚâŚ!â
This was genuinely shocking. It took a hundred years for Lapis to go from being a probationer to a rank 5 personnel. She had predicted that even if she gained any achievements through Dantalian, then it would still take at least 50 years before she would get promoted to rank 4. However, due to the Black Death, she had been promoted to a rank 4 personnel and had now been promoted again by another two ranks. Even the Keuncuska Firm, that boasted one of the greatest eras of prosperity, only had, at most, 200 rank 1 personnel. They were elite among elites.
âFinallyâŻâŻâŻ.â
Lapis shuddered silently.
âFinally, I managed to seize an opportunity.â
The memories of all the persecution she had received until now brushed past her head in a single moment. She wasnât able to mingle with succubi groups because she was a half-succubus. If anything, the other succubi would actively distance themselves from her and outcast her. In the demon world where only the strong survive, not being able to rely on your own race was almost like a death sentence in itself.
She dug through the trash. She dressed up like a harlot and murdered vagrants in the back alleys. She begged and pleaded. She learned swordsmanship and magic in order to survive. Once she finally managed to obtain the minimum ability to protect herself, she devoted herself entirely to the Keuncuska Firm. She handled all sorts of trivial work for a hundred years. Despite that, she was never able to obtain a proper opportunity.
200 years.
Before she knew it, she had lost her expression and the pitch in her voice. After spending her days going through a series of defeats, she had finally obtained an opportunity.
This was both a chance and a test. Chief Ivar had just now ordered her to use Demon Lord Dantalian. In other words, he wanted her to thoroughly bring him to the companyâs side. By any means possible, even if it meant using her body.
âI can do it.â
Not only did she have a favorable opinion of Dantalian, but the other party also had a favorable opinion of her as well. She just has to use that interest. Come to think of it, there was a time a couple of days ago where Dantalian was engulfed by carnal desire as he stared at Farnese. He must most likely be troubled since he has desires, but has no place to release it.
Lapis quickly contemplated. She tried to think of a method that could let her succeed in the firm while not bringing any harm to Dantalian.
Although she suddenly wondered whether this was truly what Dantalian wanted or not, she disregarded it. Wouldnât it be good for Dantalian if the person that managed him occupied a key post in the Keuncuska Firm?
âThank you very much.â
âA word of thanks is not what I want.â
âPardon me. Dantalian will become an eternal ally of our firm.â \nIvar laughed.
âHow smart. I do not dislike smart subordinates.â
âI will not disappoint you.â
Ivar slammed the end of his cane down on the floor. He was dismissing her. Lapis bowed deeply to his back. After she left the room, Ivar continued to stare out the window. The most prosperous city in the demon world, Niflheim, was reflected in his eyes.
He unwittingly muttered to himself.
âThatâs right. Demon Lords are all frauds.â
The mumbling didnât manage to reach anywhere as it melted into the air. Situated next to the luxurious chair he was sitting on, there were several vampire-exclusive coffins lined up.
* * *
The day of my vacation approached. I entrusted the duty of protecting the dungeon to Laura before tearing the teleportation scroll that I had received from Lapis.
Woosh!
A cyan glow filled my vision. I closed my eyes tightly. I was deafened for a brief moment. Once I opened my eyes, I confirmed that I had arrived at a new place.
There was a large street stretched out before me. It was a stone road paved with white stones. I turned my head left and right and saw numerous people were also teleporting in endlessly. No, should I call them people? Monsters like minotaurs and fishmen were being teleported here with their respective luggage.
âYou there! Hurry up and move!â
A female goblin shouted sharply. I looked around to see who she was talking to before I realized it was me. She had an armband around her left arm, so she was probably like an attendant for this large-scale teleportation place.
âThe people behind you arenât able to move because of you!â
âAh.â
I moved out of the way. Once I did, a green light filled the area I had just been standing in. A short dwarf carrying luggage that was four times his size appeared. He glanced at me and snorted before walking ahead. I could clearly tell that he was swearing profusely at me in his head.
âWhat are you standing around for!? Are you trying to create traffic!?â
I awkwardly moved away. Even now, green light continued to burst out without stop. There were roughly 20 footpads on the wide road. They were teleportation devices. Monsters that came from there would then go through the checkpoint. The monsters would pay an admittance fee to one of the several goblins that were in the checkpoint. This sight reminded me of the toll gates on highways.
âSheesh. This is why I donât like country bumpkins.â
The female goblin approached me with big strides.
\nâThis is a place where youâll get your nose cut even if you fall backward. I guarantee you that if an ignorant bumpkin like you enters the city, then youâll be stripped dry in less than 3 seconds!â
It was just as she had said. Except, if I had to point out a difference, then it was the fact that it took 30 seconds and not 3. I realized why the goblin had called it a âtraining practice expenseâ. She had scammed me in order to personally let me know what sort of place this city is. If thatâs how you attend to people, then thatâs quite the kind attendance. Damn it! I hope you fall when it rains!
âI cannot help but feel uneasy seeing such a simpleminded youngster like you. How about going around the city with me for a bit? Iâll teach you some stuff so you wonât get your organs stolen.â
âAh, thank youâŚâŚ.â
Wait.
This person was suspicious as well. There was no reason for this wolfman to not scam me when I had just been scammed by that attendant. I waved my hand.
âNo. Itâs all right. I donât want to inconvenience someone I donât know.â
âOh? Look at this greenhorn. Are you doubting your elder?â
The wolfman scowled.
âIâm offering this because you remind me of my grandson. He came to this city last year and had all his money stolen. Donât tell anyone I told you this, but everyone here is a thief, a thief I say. Outsiders like us have to help each other out, so weâŚâŚ.â
âOoh. Would you look at that? If it isnât William!â
Another beastman spoke up from behind.
âHow was the business trip to the neighboring city? A Niflheim without you is lonely, you know? Your lovers have been waiting desperately for you. As I thought, thereâs nowhere like home, is there?â
A lizardman approached the wolfman and gave him a friendly bump on the arm.
âLetâs meet at the usual bar tonight. Iâll kill you if youâre late!â
The lizardman grinned happily as he left. After he disappeared, I gave the beastman called William a cold gaze.
ââŚâŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âWhat was that about outsiders?â
A nervous drop of sweat flowed down the wolfmanâs forehead.
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TL note: Thanks for reading the chapter. Welp, nothing really much to say about this chapter. The only thing that I can think about mentioning is my finals approaching next week and the week after.