Bash heard the voice, grabbed Ludoâs body and pulled him to his chest. He tried to leave the place, but became dizzy as he stood up and fell to his knees. A bestial desire welled up in his brain and he thought he should open his eyes and take a look at the skin of the succubi around him.
Apparently, he had inhaled some of the thick pink-colored mist on his way up to the rooftop. Of course. Not only on the rooftop, but also all over the âeateriesâ, the succubi were fighting while spreading the thick peach-colored mist.
âWow, whatâs wrong?â
âWhatâs the matter, mister?â
âAre you tired?â
âRest for a while, okay? We wonât hurt you.â
âHey, donât close your eyes. Take a good look at me, âkay?â
The succubiâs sweet voices tickled his ears. Bash curled up to hide Ludo and cried out, trying not to breathe.
âZell!â
âYes, sir!â
The fairy responded to Bashâs words. From his perspective, he could not see Zellâs movements. But he could tell by the sound that the fight had begun.
Zell was a warrior with a long history of battles. But the fairy was primarily a magical attacker, and succubi had a high resistance to magic. From the way Bash saw it, he could tell that these succubi were not great fighters, but still, five against one, while defending Bash and Ludo, she was slightly outnumbered.
âKyaah!â
âWhat the hell, get out of the way, you pesky fairy!â
âYouâre just showing off! Come on, weâll finish you off in no time!â
âThe queen and her Royal Guard are eating anyway! They wonât mind if we eat a little.â
Where were the sweet voices from a moment ago? The succubi were running back and forth, shouting impatiently.
âWhat kind of theory is that!â If it were up to Zell, she could fly free, unleash her magic and take care of the young succubi. But with Bash and the boy at her back, she couldnât. Fairies werenât fit to fight while protecting something. âAh!â
âIâve got you!â
âKill it! Tear her head off!â
Bashâs eyes widened as soon as he heard that. A man who lets his comrades-in-arms die cannot call himself an Orc Hero.
Bash jumped up and swung his fist at the succubus holding Zell. The reason he was a bit more lenient was because he feared Zell would suffer damage to her grip, or perhaps because he was under the influence of the pink-colored mist. The succubus, whose upper body would normally have exploded, bounced and flew away, beginning to convulse and writhe on the edge of the rooftop. Zell slipped out of her hands and flew away again.
But thatâs as far as it went.
âHe got up! Look at me! Look me in the eyes! Iâm a succubus lady, look at me! Look here!â
Just as Bash inhaled the pink-colored mist and slowed down, one of the succubi snuck in front of him. Her glowing red eyes intertwined with his gaze.
ââŠUggh!â
âHehehe, uncle, I love you. Thereâs something I want you to give me, yes?â
The succubusâ sweet voice began to dominate Bash. A man would have no way of resisting this voice. It didnât matter what race he wasâŠ
âNo!â
The next moment, a shadow blocked Bash and the Succubusâ line of sight. It was Luka. She stuck her head between Bash and the Succubus as if she was going to headbutt her, blocking her vision. Yes, when it was a woman, the Succubiâs unique abilities would have no effect.
âCurse of Thorns!â When Luka pointed her wand at the succubus, thorns curled around the succubusâ body, blocking her movement.
âWhat the hell, girl! Get out of my way! Iâll kill you!â
âI wonât let you touch Sir Bash or my brother!â
âGet the girl out of the way! Kill her!â
âI know!â
âCurse of ThornâŠ! Agh!â But just as she blocked the next succubus, she was caught by the hair and pulled down. Another succubus jumped on top of her and put her hand on her neck.
Meanwhile, the succubiâs red eyes appeared again in Bashâs vision. He could no longer close his eyes. That option did not arise in his hypnotized brain.
âBlinding light!â
Then Zell acted again. A flash of light struck the succubusâ vision, which had been so focused hypnotizing Bash. The succubus inevitably closed her eyes and turned her face away.
âAah!â Zell turned into a bullet of light and flew toward the other succubus.
âDonât move, fairy! Donât you care what happens to this girl?â
She stopped moving when she saw Luka being held by the neck. Zell hesitated for a moment, would she comply with orders or continue with her attack? After some hesitation, Zell opted for the latter, because she wouldnât just do as she was told. She launched her trademark verbal attack.
âWhat on the world is this!?â Zell raised her voice. She was always loud. âSuccubi are forbidden to eat members of the various races without permission! And Mister Bash is a benefactor of succubi! Do you understand? The queen will be furious! Oh, whatâs going to happen! I hope itâs just a reprimand, but in some cases, itâs a death sentence! But donât worry, Iâll apologize for you! I may look like Iâm not that good at bowing, but I do it better than anyone! If it were up to me, a queen or twoâŠâ
âWe donât care! Weâre hungry! Yurine! Get up and charm the orc!â
One of the succubi stood up, rubbing her eyes. The strong light had not yet restored her vision, but she was still trying to make eye contact with Bash, though her vision was blurred. Bash was unable to move, having inhaled even more of the thick pink-colored mist due to the almost charm, and his consciousness was fading. In contrast, the Bash between his legs was in full form, unable anymore to think of anything but plunging into the succubus before him.
The succubus was standing in front of Bash, her eyes glowing red. There was no one to protect him anymore, no one.
âStop, you idiots!â
No, there was someone. A succubus was standing at the entrance to the rooftop. Peach-colored hair, small breasts. Their appearance could be described as childish, but compared to the succubi that had attacked Bash, it was much more bewitching and mature. A single wing and a torn tail showed that she had fought in past battles.
âHii, itâs VenusâŠ!â
âWhat-What does it matter⊠weâre justâŠâ
Venus walked steadily in front of Bash, eyes full of despair and knelt before him.
âSorry, Sir BashâŠâ She said a few words, but the mesmerized Bash just looked lustfully at Venus and did not respond. Venus averted her gaze with a pained expression and slowly looked back. Seeing the expression on her face, the succubi took a step back without realizing it. âHey, you guys. That man over there is the benefactor of us succubi. Without him, you guys wouldnât even be born, you know that? Of course, we know youâre hungry. We know what you have to endure. We know. We adults are aware. But please. Please donât do that to him. Let me proudly say that the succubi he saved are a proud race.â
Venusâ words were desperate whoever heard them. It was a sweet tone, characteristic of succubi, but it was sincere and urgent. They knew she was in pain, and they knew she was still trying to tell them that they should listen to her, that they should hear her, that they should not cross that line.
âShut up! I donât give a damn about pride!â
But she couldnât get through to the young succubi.
âOf course you can talk about things like pride when youâre not hungry!â
âYou ate your fill by yourselves.â
Venus seemed on the verge of tears, swallowed saliva, collapsed and slowly looked up. With desperate eyes, she said one word.
âThenâŠâ
A kick from Venus smashed into the succubusâ face. There was a sound of Bogin and the young succubus collapsed to her knees.
ââŠ!â
Venus moved her wing and, from where another of her own would have lost balance, with a smooth, almost viscous sounding motion, she struck another succubus with her fist on their slender chest. A sploosh sound was heard and the succubus spat blood.
The succubus that had been riding Luka saw this and rushed to get up, but not in time. A blade that came out of Venusâ shoe stabbed her in the neck, she rolled her eyes and blew bubbles out of her mouth.
The remaining two, the ones who had been deprived of their freedom by Lukaâs spell, paled at the sight of her.
âI-I, I didnât⊠I was just⊠I was just following YurineâŠâ
âMe too! I was following her too! I was even againstâŠâ
Venusâ eyes were dark as she looked at the two, and they were sunken in disappointment and anger.
âA succubus who uses her dead comrades as shields doesnât deserve to be a succubus.â Then she snapped their necks.