After my Character Setting Collapsed, I Became an Incubus

Chapter 157: Tonight I must keep my love to myself

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The silver eyes are a sign of undeadness, the red moon is a catalyst for the undead's killing instinct, and the rich blood... is the proof that Vader was immersed in killing before.

In the original novel, when Vid became undead and was addicted to killing, he could kill all the people in a city with just his words and black fog. His madness when taking lives made Lucian, who was reading the book at the time, feel uncomfortable as if he was being stared at through the book.

These three factors combined with Wade's cold murderous intent towards him were the most terrifying death warrant. At that moment, Lucian felt as if he had returned to the temple.

— where he escaped from Vader with his death.

Wade's fingers examined all his arteries, and there was only one thing Lucian could do at that moment.

That was a reminder of how Vader had bitten him in the temple.

Then she hugged him, put her lips on his, and kissed him passionately.

Lucian had no experience of kissing anyone. But he always knew that it was better to be prepared. He had studied the techniques and looked up some information in this area when he was in the Fast Pass Center. So the effect of this kiss, which was instilled with a strong desire to survive, was barely good.

As for Vader's kiss back, it was pretty bad. But if it didn't lead to the catastrophic final result of "Vader kills him", this kiss with a purpose was not bad.

After that intense kiss, Lucian couldn't hold on until dawn and fell into a deep sleep. Before falling asleep, he pursed his lips and thought that if he stayed with Wade for a few more days, he would die sooner or later.

You must escape as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the sound of rain outside the window was so loud that it woke him up. When Lucian woke up, he didn't realize where he was for a while. He had a headache and felt groggy, so he subconsciously felt a little grumpy after waking up.

Then he was instantly awakened by the touch on his ankle.

He looked along his legs, and saw Wade sitting on the other side of the sofa. The strange silver eyes from last night had returned to red. Wade held his ankle in his palm, his slender fingers holding it, his eyes downcast, and he still felt full of oppression.

But when Lucian took a quick look, he actually felt that there was a hint of softness in the other person's expression.

He felt that he must have been overstimulated during this period and was confused because of his sleep.

Lucian couldn't help but shudder.

Wade raised his eyes, and his wine-red eyes met his scarlet eyes through the air.

Lucian blinked and quickly acted bewildered.

"Does it hurt?" Wade asked him.

It hurts... Lucian licked his lips subconsciously.

He was about to nod, then he realized that he "probably" didn't understand the word "pain".

He could only be at a loss.

It was not until Vader began to move that Lucian finally understood the other party's intention. It turned out that Vader was asking about the wound on the sole of his foot.

—The wound caused by the protruding stone bricks in the secret passage.

Lucian was really stunned. He was slightly relieved after he made sure he had cleaned up the bloodstains from the fireplace to the sofa.

Then, he frowned in pain.

Wade used a ball of cotton soaked in alcohol to wipe the wound. He lowered his eyes and his movements were very careful and meticulous, as if he was disinfecting it carefully.

However, in Lucian's eyes, Wade's actions were just so delicate that he suspected that he was deliberately tormenting him.

But he remembered that in the past, his body was not so sensitive to pain. After thinking about it, Lucian could only attribute it to the changes in his physique after the awakening of his succubus bloodline.

Perhaps because he felt Lucian trembling, Wade raised his eyes again and looked at him: "Does it hurt?"

Lucian: ... What do you think? Can't you see with your eyes

He felt a little angry for some reason and wanted to kick the other person.

Vader looked at him, his face pale and biting his lips unconsciously, and lowered his eyes...

Then he cut his fingers.

Blood flowed from his fingertips. Lucian felt dizzy from the sweet smell of blood and subconsciously bit the blood that was delivered to his lips.

When he regained consciousness, Wade had already applied medicine and bandaged his wound.

Lucian was still a little dazed after he finished drinking blood. What is this, Vader

If you're in pain, I'm in pain too? Or... do you want to offset the pain of applying the medicine by feeding me blood

He shuddered unconsciously.

In any case, Vader's performance today was too abnormal.

The rain was still falling, and Wade put away his things. He looked out the window, his eyes gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Lucian just felt that the other person sitting next to him was squeezing out his living space. He felt a little awkward and wanted to sneak to the other side.

"Vivian died on a rainy day."

He suddenly heard Vader say.

Lucian's eyelashes trembled.

"Vivian was a stupid woman. She was the second young master's personal maid. If she had stayed in the manor, she could at least have been a mistress. But she chose to take the child away and ended up living in a slum. The only thing she was thankful for before she died was that she didn't get syphilis. You say, she was a very stupid woman, right?"

Lucian said nothing.

"Last night Cecil said they were going to hold a funeral for Vivian. No, not saying it, but announcing that they were going to give her a crystal coffin, and that she would be buried in Cecil's cemetery after her death as the highest honor of this stupid woman's life. He raised the red wine and said this while his wife Bella was standing beside him. By the way, did you know? Cecil has finally had children again after working on his mistresses over the past few years. He is going to raise them in the manor under Bella's name, so Bella will have her own dignity as a mistress. The interesting thing is that Bella does think this is very respectable." Wade said with gloomy eyes, "It's really interesting, a tombstone for my biological mother? They think this would be the honor I like."

"By the way, Lucian, they took me to see the genealogy of the Cecil family - that wall. Your name was burned off with a cigarette butt." Wade looked at Lucian, who looked at him blankly, "The place where you lived was not demolished - I told them that they didn't have to demolish it to please me. But those places will no longer belong to you. Now you..."

"I'm a loner," said Wade.

The white-haired puppet looked at him steadily, then leaned down and crawled to his side.

He hugged his neck and pressed his face against Vader's chest.

"No one needs you, only me. I use my blood to keep you alive. Those who once flattered you no longer want you. Because you are not the Son of God..." Wade put his fingers on the back of his neck, "You are my property now, Lucian. You are no longer the adopted son of the Cecil family, no longer the Son of God, and not even a human anymore... In this case, let you continue to live."

Live on as my property.

The puppet closed its eyes and breathed evenly in his arms.

Suddenly, Vader felt a strong sense of satisfaction, and a little bit of loss.

He lowered his eyes to look at him, and after making eye contact with him, the puppet looked at him confusedly, then smiled.

Then those scarlet eyes also smiled.

“… It would be great if you could always be so well behaved.”

These were the last words he spoke.

From an angle he couldn't see, Lucian's toes were curled up due to nervousness.

Wade did not ask why Lucian was injured. In his opinion, Lucian might have accidentally stepped on something while wandering around the house.

However, along with this out-of-control accident, his vigilance towards Lucian finally faded. Now the puppet was close to him, stuck to him, and trusted him. When he didn't show up for a long time or left, he would even reveal some aggrieved expressions similar to being ignored.

It's enough to have these little tempers that come out of instinct.

All of this was part of Lucian's plan, and he was not surprised.

But what bothered him was that, although the risk of his survival had been reduced to the lowest, the difficulty of escaping had also risen to the highest. Vader liked to stay with him even more than before.

Not only that, Vader even increased the number of blood feedings and reduced the amount of blood fed each time. Every blood feeding process made Lucian very unhappy.

There is something that Lucian finds difficult to talk about, which is...

—Ved seemed to be addicted to kissing him.

Lucian narrowed his eyes and decided to make one last attempt on the last two secret passages.

He first entered the secret passage corresponding to the candlestick. After walking up many stone steps, he arrived at a secret library—the library was full of all kinds of forbidden books, ranging from real history to forbidden techniques. If it were normal, Lucian would definitely be very happy to see this.

But now they meant nothing to him.

The clock-based secret passage that he had high hopes for went all the way down. The place it led to was sealed by a stone wall, as if to cover up something... This secret passage gave Lucian an extremely uneasy feeling. He decisively trusted his intuition, returned to the room, and sealed the entrance.

All explorations failed.

Seeing that the sky was already bright, the morning of the castle had begun again. Lucian lay down on the carpet in a somewhat depressed mood. His nerves were finally exhausted after a night of excitement. He half closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while...

It was at this moment that he saw a bright spot in the decorative fireplace in the room.

A strong premonition surged into Lucian's heart. He seemed to be completely awake at that moment.

He made sure that no one would enter the room at this time, then he quietly pressed the mechanism and tentatively reached out to turn it according to a certain pattern.

Creak.

Creak.

It was the sound of the secret passage being opened.

Lucian walked into the secret passage, his body extremely exhausted, supported only by an intuitive excitement. Through the walls of the secret passage, his five senses, which had become much more sensitive due to his becoming a succubus, heard the sound outside the wall... It was the sound of the guards passing by.

Turn left, go straight, turn right...

Lucian's spirit became more and more tense.

Yes, this is the direction!

The direction is exactly the same as in my memory!

Finally, a small door symbolizing the exit appeared in front of him. Lucian quietly pushed the door open a little.

The scene he was expecting appeared before his eyes.

He saw it.

It was Wade's study, filled with books.

The other end of the secret passage was also the decorative fireplace in the study. Lucian climbed out of the fireplace carefully. At this moment, the study was empty.

There was only sunlight coming in through the window.

Lucian looked up and saw rows of books and drawers. He remembered that when Wade was at Cecil Manor, he would often put his designs in the magic and mechanical book that gave him inspiration.

There are only about twenty-four hours until Vader returns!

He must hurry!

Lucian first scanned the bookshelves. There were so many books in the study that it took up more than one whole wall. Books of the same category were placed in the same place. He couldn't tell which books were brought by Wade himself and which ones originally belonged to the king here, so he had to look at their spines one by one.

“World scenery, world culture…”

"Elves, Undeads, Novels..."

"Sociology, military, history, forging, alchemy, potions..."

"Machinery, ships, magic... Magical machinery? Spell circuits... Seals?"

Lucian finally found the kind of books he was looking for on the mahogany bookshelf at the edge!

These books were neatly arranged on the bookshelf, and many of them had paper bookmarks between them, most of which were Wade's notes. Lucian took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

—He was grateful for his extensive knowledge as the Son of God. Many of the books were written in ancient languages that had been lost, or in other languages. If someone else were here, he probably wouldn't even understand what these books were.