At this moment, the succubus girl finished organizing her stealth tools, then quietly put on the hat beside her.
She patiently tucked her tail inside her clothing and picked up a pair of glasses capable of concealing her seductive aura.
The streets were bustling with people coming and going, full of vitality.
However, the roads surrounding the city center all radiated outward from the most important church.
The area around the church was the most prosperous part of the entire city.
The cries of small vendors and the shops selling equipment and potions painted a picture of thriving prosperity.
Amid this lively scene, squads of Holy See soldiers clad in silver armor could be seen.
Four-man patrols marched in neat formation along the streets.
The girl, her face partially hidden beneath a wide-brimmed hat, adjusted her glasses, suppressed her presence to the absolute minimum, and carefully walked past them, terrified that a Holy See knight might sense something.
Her disguise wasn’t particularly sophisticated, but as long as the most obvious demonic features were concealed, a succubus wasn’t all that different from an ordinary person in appearance.
Still, her naturally beautiful face continued to draw glances.
Keeping her head lowered, the girl hurried through the crowd, afraid someone might notice her distinctive traits.
Yet when passing the patrolling Holy See knights, she didn’t appear overly panicked—in fact, she handled it with surprising ease.
Using the crowd as cover, she effortlessly slipped out of their patrol route.
During this time, she noticed several other girls wearing hats and wide-brimmed headwear exchanging quick glances.
Clearly, they were also succubi who had infiltrated the city.
This wasn’t entirely surprising—the Holy See couldn’t be expected to guard against everything.
After all, among the various races, succubi were generally regarded as a rather disreputable species: creatures driven purely by lust and carnal desire, who think with their bodies rather than their minds.
No one imagined they would engage in sophisticated strategies like infiltration and espionage.
Even as cities fell one after another, the Holy See simply viewed it as the natural expansion of the [Land of Desire].
The girl skillfully reached the edge of the city.
Before her shimmered a barrier sparkling like countless stars.
She reached out and lightly touched it—immediately, an intense burning sensation surged from her fingertip through her entire body.
This was a divine blessing barrier personally cast by the Saintess, designed to repel any mythical species harboring malice who tried to enter the city—one of the fundamental defensive measures.
Yet when the succubus girl saw it, the corners of her mouth merely curved into a slight smile.
She slowly took out a cross and hung it around her neck.
Instantly, the barrier that had been scorching her became as harmless as thin air.
“As expected, captured war spoils really do come in handy~”
With that, the succubus girl passed straight through the barrier without difficulty.
She then looked toward the forest-like boundary beyond.
Crossing through woods and rivers, she made sure no one was around before finally dropping her disguise.
Demonic wings unfurled from her back.
Upon reaching the outskirts of the [Land of Desire], just as the intelligence acquired by the Holy See had described, countless succubus nests dotted the landscape.
Each nest harbored dozens of adult succubi, every one possessing at least low-order strength—just as the records stated: a hopeless place from which no one returns.
If an ordinary person stepped into this domain, they would be like a lamb entering a den of wolves, instantly bound inside a nest and used as an outlet for endless desire.
Yet as the succubus girl walked deeper into the central area where the nests converged…
As far as the eye could see, there were only countless nests.
But if a nun from the Holy See were standing here, she would be shocked to discover that roughly eighty percent of the terrifying [Land of Desire] nests were in a dormant, inactive state.
The deeper she went, the fewer succubi she saw—only scattered individuals wearing drowsy expressions standing guard at the edges.
When they glanced at the approaching succubus girl and confirmed she was one of their own kind, they simply returned to their sleepy state.
She continued passing through one connected nest after another.
After walking for who knows how long, she emerged from a tunnel linking the nests.
Before her stood a towering wall carved with images of the Goddess.
The wide-open plaza, the massive city gates left ajar, and the once-holy blessing of the Saintess—now thoroughly corrupted.
The barrier that had once been pure and sacred was now dyed black and red, crisscrossed with blood-colored patterns.
What was originally meant to repel mythical species had become a protective shield for them instead.
The wall rising in front of her was unmistakably the last city to fall—the very city that had been swallowed by the [Land of Desire].
Once it had been home to nuns and pilgrims who came to worship.
Now it had completely become succubus territory.
The succubus girl stepped through the gate and scanned the lazy sentries nearby.
In the past hundred years, aside from that one Saintess who had single-handedly entered the heart of the Land of Desire, no one else had ever bothered coming here for a casual stroll.
The weak couldn’t reach this place, and the strong had no reason to come—so security here had grown exceptionally lax.
Once inside the city, the streets and buildings remained surprisingly intact.
The [Land of Desire]—that forbidden land of severed limbs and drowning desire, supposedly filled with ravenous succubi like man-eating beasts—was supposed to be a place where any girl who wandered in would become a slave, violated freely in the streets by shameless succubi, while the broken ones moved like puppets, repeating the same acts.
Yet the scene before her eyes was completely different from those imaginings.
The streets were not filled with horror; they remained as clean and orderly as they had been before the fall.
Market stalls were still operating, manned by succubi.
Some sold the succubus race’s staple goods: lubricating slimes or cute soft-bodied tentacle pets.
For succubi, regular food could also replenish energy—though most preferred indulging in desire over tasting food.
The surrounding streets were as bustling as they had been before the city fell.
There was even a sign nearby that read “No Public Meowing Allowed.”
Anyone familiar with the succubus race who witnessed this scene would surely be dumbfounded.
No one could have imagined that a species supposedly driven solely by lust would build such an orderly city here.
However, the former church—the site that once carried faith—was now a red-light district for releasing desire.
The surrounding blocks had all been transformed into brothels bearing distinctly succubus characteristics.
“Lost elf girl who wandered into the [Land of Desire]—don’t miss out~”
“Apprentice nun from the Holy See—top-tier recovery divine magic girl, only one hundred Holy See gold coins~”
“One hundred?! Are you trying to rob people?!”
“Mine is only fifty. Come take a look over here~”
“No thanks. Yours already looks like a cream puff…”
***
Voices rose and fell around her.
While she ignored most of the enticing sales pitches, she mentally noted the one about the one-hundred-gold apprentice nun—after reporting in, she figured she might as well come back and take a look.
When she finally arrived at a certain castle, the succubus girl swallowed hard, seemingly trying to calm her nerves.
At the same time, excitement bubbled inside her—because the being she was about to meet was the very existence that had allowed the succubus race to reach such unprecedented heights.
Several succubus girls stood guard at the entrance, clearly serving as sentries.
Faint but unmistakable auras emanated from them—obviously mid-tier powerhouses.
“I need to see the Master. I have a report to make!”
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