At the same time, a distinguished guest arrived at the royal palace.
His Majesty Solaris III was seated, and in front of him sat a captivating woman wearing a half-black mask. Just gazing at her enchanting figure was enough to stir one’s heart.
The woman lounged against the chair, her slender, pale hand supporting her chin. Beneath the black gauze dress, her shapely legs were lazily crossed, her allure and charm so potent that one dared not look at her directly.
Behind her stood a female attendant, also wearing a mask.
“My apologies if the reception is lacking. I hope Your Majesty the Queen can forgive us.”
Solaris III raised his wine glass and spoke first, his tone treating the guest as his equal.
In fact, that was indeed the case. The masked woman before him was none other than the Queen of the Succubi herself—a demon queen of legend. It was said that anyone who saw her true face would lose their sanity and become her slave.
However, Solaris III had heard that this Queen of the Succubi, despite being a succubus, had never absorbed essence. In that sense, she was an anomaly among her kind.
“I have heard that the resources of the human empire are far more abundant than those of the Demon Domain. Now that I see it for myself, it appears to be true.”
Her red lips parted slightly, her voice like a melodious tune that made one want to drown in it.
“Haha, so what does the demon race intend?”
Solaris III seemed completely unfazed, cutting directly to the point.
“Have you ever heard of the Trade Route?” the woman asked softly. “It’s a path that some daring merchants have opened between the Demon Domain and the human race. Originally, it was illegal.”
Solaris III toyed with the wine glass in his hand, his gaze sharpening. “You mean…”
“We of the demon race are willing to facilitate this Trade Route. The demons will supply resources from the Demon Domain, and the humans will supply resources from their own lands—an exchange between us.”
Solaris III fell into thought.
Naturally, this idea benefited the human race. Due to the harsh environment of the Demon Domain, it contained many rare materials. Normally, collecting such materials would require at least a sixth-rank professional.
If the so-called Trade Route could be established, the empire would only need to trade some of its resources to acquire them, greatly reducing casualties and boosting the nation’s power. However…
Solaris III narrowed his eyes, gazing at the alluring yet dangerous woman before him.
Once the Trade Route was established, over time, the humans’ vigilance toward demons would inevitably wane. Should war break out again, the consequences for the empire would be dire.
“Is the order of the demon race not also order?”
The woman spoke suddenly.
Solaris III paused, then smiled and raised his glass. “Your Majesty’s proposal is indeed tempting. I will give it careful consideration.”
The woman in the black dress nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, then continued, “I heard that tomorrow, your nation’s church is to hold a ceremony. Might I observe it?”
Solaris III raised an eyebrow, then nodded. “Of course.”
He didn’t believe the other party could cause trouble in the capital; after all, this was his domain.
Li Ang returned to his room.
Although the alcohol had evaporated, the smell still lingered on his clothes, which was quite unpleasant.
He took a quick shower, then lay down on the bed and returned to the simulation.
The capital.
It was an ordinary morning. After watching Li Ang finish his breakfast and leave the house, Lias began tidying up the residence.
Normally, she had little to do in the mansion, so she took up the role of the household maid.
The mansion was two stories tall and very spacious. Even with her demonic physical strength, it would take her most of the day to clean everything.
Miss Succubus worked diligently. She always felt she should do something for Li Ang; only then did she feel she had value.
She put away the dishes, then headed upstairs to Li Ang’s room.
Lias closed the door and, without hesitation, threw herself onto the bed, burying her face in the soft bedding. Just feeling the lingering warmth made her thoroughly satisfied.
Once her daily moment of rest ended, she began tidying the room.
After giving the upstairs rooms a quick cleaning, she went to the market to buy groceries, returned to do the laundry, and then began prepping ingredients and cooking.
At noon, she would bring lunch to Li Ang, acting as a dutiful and even bed-warming perfect little maid.
After finishing all her chores for the day, her favorite moment was waiting every evening, watching the door, anticipating the master’s return, so she could give him a warm hug.
Time passed little by little. Life was peaceful and warm.
Lias felt truly happy, always looking forward to the day when Li Ang would accept her.
Whenever she thought of that day, an unconscious smile would bloom on her face.
Sophia would sometimes come to visit Lias as well, but she had been specifically warned by Duke Seretes not to speak carelessly, so she would simply chat about family matters and complain about her father.
Lias just listened quietly, and at Sophia’s insistence, shared some stories about herself and Li Ang.
She didn’t know why, but Sophia was always curious about what happened between her and Li Ang at night.
Soon, another winter gradually approached.
Li Ang successfully created the third bottle of high-grade Demon Essence Theft Potion. However, this time, he didn’t intend to put it up for auction, but instead prepared it for Lias to drink.
According to what was described in the Ancient Book, his potion could support her for one last bloodline breakthrough; the final layer could only be broken by her alone.
This was the last thing Li Ang could do for her.
“Li Ang!”
As soon as the door opened, Lias’s voice reached him.
The next moment, her soft body threw itself into his arms.
“I’m back.”
He caught Lias and smiled.
“Welcome home, Master~ Would you like to eat first, bathe first, or… eat me first?”
The sly succubus lady raised her head, gazing at Li Ang with eyes full of affection.
Li Ang flicked her brow in annoyance. “What kind of strange books have you been reading now?”
“They’re not strange at all!”
Lias pouted in protest.
“Alright, it’s cold outside. Come in quickly.”
She turned and pulled Li Ang inside the house.
Li Ang followed Lias, and as the door slowly closed behind them, the house instantly warmed up.
“By the way, Lias, how long do you think until your next slumber?”
“Hmm?”
At his question, Lias closed her eyes to sense the magic within her. After a moment of thought, she answered, “Still a little while.”
Li Ang nodded and took out a bottle of violet potion from his pocket.
Lias recognized it immediately—she had already drunk two of them before.
She took the potion, staring at the violet liquid glowing within. Hesitation flickered in her eyes.
She really didn’t want to drink it.