The hand that was holding his neck was cold, but Lucian's skin was hot.
Needless to say, he also knew who would come into this room and do this to him.
"Interesting." He heard Wade's cold voice while struggling, "After not seeing you for a few days, you found Bright."
Lucian felt the fingers on his neck move. He exhaled tremblingly and heard Wade's voice: "You almost killed him, didn't you? How pitiful! He came across mountains and rivers to save you, but ended up like this."
Then there was a dull thud, and it sounded like he had kicked Bright like he was kicking garbage.
"Weid..." Lucian choked out a voice from his throat, "How did you get out..."
"I endured the pain, dragged my hands and feet, and struggled to crawl out of the confessional. Do you like this answer?" Wade's eyes were filled with blazing murderous intent, and he squeezed the other person tighter. "Of course you will like it, because I plan to let you try it, you shameless, vicious liar..."
Then he heard a muffled cry.
Vader's hand paused. He heard a whimper coming from the mouth of the succubus under his command.
Lucian curled up into a ball. His white hair was messy and dragged on the ground. He bit his lip and whimpered in pain. Wade frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I… "
Finally, Wade also sensed something strange.
He smelled a strange aroma, which came from Lucian... and it was irritating. He frowned, suspecting that this was a trap.
"You smell strange." Vader said, "Is this some new spell? Tell me."
He leaned over and whispered in Lucian's ear the last sentence.
Lucian answered in a vague voice. His face was flushed and his eyes were misty with tears. This almost shameful pain did not seem to be fake. Even more indifferent and vigilant eyes fell on him. It was at this time that he saw that there seemed to be something hidden in Lucian's hair.
Suddenly, Wade became alert again!
From the disguise of who knows how long to the confessional, Lucian always has so many schemes and calculations. And now, he is curled up here, is it...
Wade's eyes sharpened, and he subconsciously thought it was some kind of weapon, and reached out to it!
Lucian said intermittently: "My... succubus bloodline seems to have awakened again..."
Vader grabbed something hard in Lucian's room: ...
Lucian: "I seem to be starting to grow the horns and tail of a succubus."
For a moment, the only sound in the room was silence and Lucian's sobbing. He even managed to say intermittently, "Stop scratching. You're going to tear off my horn."
Vader: …
Vader felt like he was about to laugh.
To say this to him at this time... Does Lucian have any awareness of being a liar, a betrayer, and a hurter
After a long time, Lucian heard Wade's sneer in a daze: "You deserve it."
Lucian bit his palm and heard him say, "Who told you to remove the seal on your ankle?"
Lucian said in a hoarse voice: "How do I know that this seal is... You didn't tell me..."
Wade didn't understand the situation, but at that moment he felt that the veins on his head were about to burst.
The air pressure is low.
Lucian shut up, not only because he felt uncomfortable, but also because he knew that Wade would never let him go.
Now that he is being punished for multiple crimes, he might really die here.
The high fever and dizziness came again, and at the same time, a strange and strange "hunger" rose in his blood that he had never experienced before. Lucian understood what it was in an instant.
That is the appetite of the succubus.
Lucian: …
He felt like he was about to turn into a broken cream puff.
At that moment, his past life flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. Lucian recalled his school life, his life as a time traveler who was adopted by the wrong young master, and his life as a cannon fodder in a wealthy family. In the end, he felt extremely wronged.
Perhaps it was because he knew that death was approaching—real death without a system to back him up—that all of Lucian’s real emotions came flooding back. He thought that his death was too absurd, dying while still having... a fever (he couldn’t say that word), and even dying here in such an ugly way...
He is so unlucky!
He was a fast traveler... but he died so miserably in the end, like a cream puff dripping with juice...
His mind was confused and trembling violently, and then he heard Wade's voice: "Do you have anything else to say before you die?"
Lucian moved his lips.
Vader bowed his head.
“Woo…” He heard Lucian’s trembling voice, which was different from usual, “Why… am I so unlucky… ah!”
As he was talking, he actually started to cry because he was not conscious: "I am so miserable..."
Vader: …
He looked suspiciously at his palm which had not yet healed from touching the Holy Quartz.
Lucian, miserable
Wade opened his palm and looked at his newly opened wound. Then he looked at Lucian, who was curled up at the foot of the wall, unconscious, with a flushed face, and no injuries on his body except for his ankle.
“Hateful control center, hateful system…” Lucian seemed to be completely out of his mind. He tightened his muscles to resist the strange but terrifying feeling, and his voice became smaller and smaller. “Why do you treat me like this… Ugh…!”
Feeling that Wade's hand was coming towards him, as if to spread him apart, Lucian said with tears in his eyes: "Can you kill me... more quickly... I'm afraid of the pain... ah!"
With a cry of surprise, he realized that he was being picked up.
"... I really want to know what you are thinking about." Wade said angrily and coldly in his ear.
The white-haired succubus whimpered in his arms, and first tried to dodge, then instinctively shrank back after realizing that she was about to fall. Wade glanced at Bright next to him and threw him to Lilith to deal with.
He carried Lucian out of the church, and even he himself didn't understand why he had to carry him back to the palace.
The carriage moved forward. Wade sat on the carriage, supporting his forehead with one hand, staring at Lucian who was curled up beside him with a dark look in his eyes. The full moon was in the sky, and Lucian's consciousness seemed to be completely confused. This was normal. The transformation period of a succubus was not so easy.
The only sounds in the carriage were the wheels rolling over the road and Lucian's increasingly heavy breathing. As time went on, Lucian's voice changed from being painful at the beginning to becoming sweet and greasy - perhaps he himself did not even notice it.
Wade looked at him grimly; he had not yet forgotten all the pain this man had inflicted on him, and the smug look on his face after he had trapped him in the confessional.
But at this moment he suddenly wanted to see Lucian's face buried in his clothes.
He reached out his hand to Lucian, but felt something strange on his wrist.
Vader looked down and saw a thin tail wrapped around his arm.
When I looked at Lucian again, he was still curled up in unconsciousness, seemingly unaware.
…
Lucian felt as if he was being carried through a long corridor.
In a daze, he realized that his escape plan had completely failed, and returned to the palace. It was not until he felt that he was tied to a chair that he regained consciousness.
But it's also more uncomfortable.
"Lucian," he heard the man's voice, "it's hard, isn't it?"
The pain of blood transformation and "hunger" made his reaction honest. Lucian nodded with difficulty.
"Okay." The man's hand fell on his head, and his tone was slow. "You used to be the top student in the Holy Academy, so you should know what the food of a succubus is. You are very hungry now, but I will not give you that kind of 'food'. You need to know another kind of knowledge, which is the blood of a fallen angel, which is a substance that transcends all rules. By sucking blood, you can also temporarily satisfy your 'hunger'. Of course, after the transformation is completed, you will have a greater demand for blood, and will feel the 'hunger' of a succubus from time to time - just like what you are feeling now, unless you can drink enough blood."
As he said this, he took off his gloves indifferently and exposed his arms.
"I want to teach you a lesson tonight. I will let you stay here for a while, and then I will start asking you questions." Vader said, "An honest answer in exchange for a mouthful of blood. Do you understand?"
Without waiting for Lucian's answer, he sat aside.
The seconds ticked by, and after a long while, he returned to Lucian, who was almost collapsing and shivering in his chair, and cut his arm with a dagger.
Lucian was almost out of strength, sobbing as he looked at him. His once smug face was now covered in tears and blush.
He placed his arm on Lucian's lips and gave him the first portion of blood. Finally, Lucian's distracted eyes recovered a little, he lowered his eyelashes and took a deep breath.
“Not enough…” he said with a strong nasal tone, as if he was acting coquettishly.
"Answer the question first." Wade said.
He could sense that Lucian was becoming particularly unhappy, and thought that he couldn't pretend to be pitiful for much longer.
"First question." Wade grabbed Lucian's hair, "When did you come back?"
"… "
"Answer me." Wade said coldly, and began to use force, with his finger joints protruding as if to pierce the thin skin.
After a long time, Lucian spoke intermittently, his voice seemed to be soaked with water: "About... a few months ago..."
"The exact time."
"The day you took me to meet... Bright."
"… "
“You said that I should answer the question honestly…” Lucian sobbed, “Don’t grab my hair, or you’ll pull it off… Long hair is easy to pull off…”
Vader: …
He angrily shook the hair in his hand. The silver-white hair swayed in the air and fell back onto Lu Xian's body.
"The second question," Wade said with a gloomy face, "The Duke of Rhine..."
He stared into Lucian's wine-red eyes.
"It's an accident. He was blinded by lust..."
Wade's eyes lightened up a little, and then he heard: "If he wasn't there, I would also find a way..."
"What can I do?"
"For example, hooking up with a guard... a palace maid..."
Vader: …
Lucian’s sobbing became heavier: “You promised to give me blood if you answered my questions…”
Veins popped up on the back of Wade's hand, but he still followed his promise and fed Lucian the second portion of blood. After finishing, he pinched Lucian's chin and moved him away. Lucian seemed to have not drunk enough, and licked the corner of his mouth a little aggrievedly.
Then he said, "The third question, or rather, many questions. Let's start with the details one by one."
“…How many of these interactions were carefully ‘designed’ by you?”
Details were asked one by one, and every question received an honest answer from Lucian. Wade's face became darker and darker. Finally, when he learned everything that happened in the study that day, he finally pinched Lucian's chin fiercely.
"That's really interesting, Lucian," he said. "You're really capable."
Lucian spoke in his palm, his eyes still shining with a distracted look: "You asked me to tell the truth..."
Vader: …
Lucian was still panting, with a bit of grievance and confusion in his voice: "I told you as you requested... It's true... Why are you so angry..."
Vader: …
He lowered his eyes to look into Lucian's wine-red eyes, and saw a hint of malicious, deliberate amusement in them.