Chapter 58 – Episode 58 the First Vacation Is in the Demon Castle (6)
-[Dreaming LV 19], [Subordinate LV 1]-
They were magic that had never been seen in Stra.
The magic power and exorcism of the cat woman introduced as Beatrice were 1, so it was not very important.
However, there was no attribute magic, only those two.
I asked Beatrice once.
“But why did you find me… Nyan?”
“… Just say it comfortably.”
“OK. What did you come for?”
“I’m here to meet the hero who defeated the hero!”
He had a completely different personality from the vassals he was sitting with yesterday.
He seemed cheerful and curious.
First of all, I was a kid who was interested in it from the beginning, and I thought it turned out well.
Looking back, Viola seemed to be still in dreamland, so there seemed to be no major problems.
“And the Demon King told me to take him around and guide him.”
“Oh, then I just want to take a look at the castle. Can you guide me?”
“Leave it to me!”
With a confident expression, she thumped her chest with her little hand, and confidently began to lead the way.
‘… Is the dog cute? No, should I say that cats are cute?’
[This is a unique hematoma. It is a mixed blood of Miao and Succubus.]
‘Wow, that’s crazy. No, it’s a cat Isn’t that the level with only the highest-ranking genes?’
Miao cat ears and tail, succubus wings.
Above-average chest size, kitty body, and cute appearance.
I came to realize the law of dirty genes personally today.
He started wandering around the castle with Beatrice, whom he met unexpectedly.
He was able to walk around the castle without getting bored because he was full of energy.
Gymnasium, restaurant, armory, arena….
After wandering around for about an hour, we arrived at the garden before we knew it.
It was a garden with beautiful flowers.
She never thought that there would be a garden in the castle of demons.
Beatrice went to the ornate gazebo in the center of the garden—the Western pavilion—and continued her explanation.
But she was getting bored, so she decided to ask questions.
“But how can a Miao and a succubus be of mixed blood?”
“Huh! How did you know I was mixed race?”
She left the surprised guy behind and spoke over the phone.
‘… I know I’m stupid for now.’
[Originally, Miao have low intelligence, but….]
‘Okay, one inferior gene found.’
Beatrice began to unravel the mystery of herself.
Originally, it was said that a mixed blood between a Miao and a succubus was impossible.
It is said that the Miao cannot reproduce unless they are of the same race, and the Succubus is a race that cannot conceive in the first place.
The Miao father accidentally met the mother who was a succubus, and somehow the two fell in love.
However, it is said that he gave birth to Beatrice despite the fact that it is impossible to mix the two races.
“Eh? How?”
“… I don’t know either. Mom and Dad didn’t even teach me.”
Love bore fruit like that, but there was a problem.
It is said that Beatrice was abandoned by the two groups because she received the genes of the two races incorrectly.
It is said that his father and mother, who were on his side at least, died during the war.
In addition, he explained that he alone survived because the Miao and the succubus were all slaughtered during the war.
But it was strange.
Even if he is the last remaining representative of his species, he doesn’t seem to be in a position to be sick with the devil.
“At the end of the war, I was eventually put in. All I could do was hide and see the dreams of sleeping people.”
“Isn’t that a good skill too?”
“… I can’t be as quick or hide like pure Miao people, and I can’t stay in a dream for long like pure succubuses.”
In the first place, the reason why he was not put into the war until the end was because his ability was so poor.
Rather, that’s why it survived until the end.
However, her achievements served as a decisive factor in changing the face of the war.
As a revelation from the zodiac, Guardia ordered Beatrice to see the warrior’s dreams and find out who the girl she liked was.
The opposing army had advanced right in front of the Mawang Castle, and she risked her life to infiltrate the camp facility where the warriors live.
Fortunately, the victorious opposing army was poorly guarded, and it is said that Beatrice was able to go to the warrior’s bed and look into his dream.
“But in my dream, what kind of woman did I become, and what I found out as much information as possible was that there was a girl I liked in the hero’s hometown. The hero disappeared shortly after I reported the fact.
“Oh, what a feat!”
I couldn’t have imagined that the information I received was information that Beatrice found out.
Rather, as her demon king, it was as if she owed her debt to her.
She could see why she was at dinner yesterday.
“….”
Despite my praise, however, Beatrice only stared sullenly into space.
“Why? What’s going on?”
“… Now i’m alone Mom and Dad, as well as all the tribes that would accept me, are dead.”
“….”
No matter how much the Demon King’s army embraced all races, it did not change that in the end only one remained.
To lighten the mood, I asked about the chim-mong I saw earlier.
“How do I get into that dream?”
“Oh, that’s as simple as that. You can enter the dream of a person sleeping about a room away.”
“Five…. Can I do that too?”
“Of course!”
The grimness he had shown earlier had disappeared, and whenheheard the request to do something, he suddenly began to smile brightly.
Once I experienced it once and found it useful, I decided to learn from Enel.
“First… Should I go back to sleep? Shall we go to the room?”
“Nope. Ruler! Lie down here.”
“… Uh….”
Suddenly she knelt down in a field of flowers, her palms tapping her knees.
The flapping of her ears seemed like the way she likes to do favors.
‘Wow, I’m not wary at all.’
[Perhaps it has been neglected by the tribe, and it seems that there is no one around now.]
I thought it would be a cat, so I thought it would be a childish tendency, but rather it has a puppy feeling.
Once I approached Beatrice.
She says Beauty will make her a pillow for her lap, but the guy who refuses must be a gay man or a guy cursed to become a eunuch if he takes a second glance.
I lay down with her head on her lap.
Along with Beatrice’s face looking down at me, I saw her breasts.
My gaze won’t leave her chest….
However, Beatrice laughed and muttered,
“Sleep… Sleep….”
“….”
I wouldn’t even do a lullaby that way.
It’s absurd, so I’m communicating….
‘I’m just joking… Sleep….’
[Suho?]
At the end of Armonia’s words, my eyes suddenly closed.
..
..
When I opened my eyes, it was a dark space with nothing.
It was just floating in the air, weightless.
“Yes?”
“How are you?”
Beatrice jumped out of the darkness and trembled in front of me.
“Isn’t it amazing?”
“What? How did you cook it?”
“Succubuses also have sleep skills. But for me, one minute is the limit.”
“Great…. But nothing? I thought that if it was a dream, something like this would unfold.”
“Originally, I was supposed to come in while I was dreaming of this or that, but now it’s abrupt, so there’s no content.”
There was no feeling that the senses of the whole body were alive, that it was completely different from reality.
It felt tactile.
“Wow, great…. But how do you know I’m dreaming?”
“It must be because I warned you that I was going to sleep. If you secretly use the sleep skill and come in, you won’t notice at all.”
However, even after entering the dream like this, it is said that Beatrice’s level cannot control other people’s dreams.
It is said that it is only to find out information.
Perhaps the low skill level was the problem.
Then, what if you raise the skill level by breaking through the Enello skill?
I thought I had to learn this.
After Beatrice’s explanation was over, I woke up from the dream, and my eyes began to see her breasts again.
She patted her ears and put on a smug expression.
“How are you? Isn’t that great?”
“Oh oh…. Really great?”
“Heh heh….”
Hearing her praise, Beatrice began twisting her body.
‘Is this skill really good? It’s compatible with me.’
[But I think you need to be careful. While Suho is in a dream, communication with me is impossible.]
‘Oh, that can be a bit dangerous. Okay.’
Then dependent.
“Crying! How do you know that….”
“Yeah, because I said it was a succubus. I was wondering if there might be something similar.”
She can’t say that she looked at the status window….
Beatrice pondered for a long time, then she explained.
“It is true that the ability to be dependent is a unique ability of a succubus. But there are many problems….”
“What problem?”
Unlike Chimmong, Subordination is not a mere skill, she said.
-[Subordination]-
It was a skill that fascinated the ego of the opposite sex and made it subordinate to itself.
It’s not like hypnosis, she explains, it’s the feeling of creating a master-servant relationship.
Dependence tends to have quite a few side effects, she says.
“There are cases where the master-servant relationship is established in reverse. There have been many cases where succubi were caught as subordinates, but rather caught on themselves and became human chess pieces.”
“… I’ll have to be careful.”
There are side effects of chimmong, but most of them are at the level where things go wrong in dreams, so there is no big problem.
‘… Isn’t this similar to what I learned in Special Magic?’
It was similar to what I learned during the special magic class in Stra.
I remembered that magic that is activated abstractly is very risky.
[That’s right. This world is a worldview where magic does not exist. Physical skills are superior, and magic is the exclusive property of special objects, so it seems that there is no development phenomenon.]
Like the vigilantes I saw in Krell, in this world, if you train your body, you can become superhuman, but your magic remains at a primitive level.
‘Let’s learn all three for now. Also, increase the level of dreaming and sleep to 5.’
[32,000 energy consumed.]
Subordination, Sleep, and Sleep have been added to my temperament.
I don’t know about subordination, but for now, I raised my dream and sleep to level 5.
For some reason, my standard was that the level that I could easily raise was 5.
After learning the skill, I started walking around the castle again with Beatrice.
Then, when I went back to the room, the viola ran up to me crying.
“Huh! Suho, I thought you were gone!”
Haha… Sorry.”
When Viola woke up, she said she was crying because I was gone.
Even though I had resistance to all fears, the fear that I would disappear seemed to be deeply embedded in my body.
After barely reassuring Viola, she turned her eyes to Beatrice next to me.
“Huh…. Say, save me….”
Beatrice folded his ears and was trembling.
‘How did you enter the hero’s dream with such courage….’
[I wonder if it wasn’t that desperate.]
Viola approached her Beatrice and looked around at her in wonder.
“Wow! How can you be so cute….”
“Hey…. Hey….”
“Relax….”
Beatrice was trembling with fear, his body flinching.
Viola was killing Beatrice with her eyes.
While Viola was looking at Beatrice in amazement, someone was walking toward us.
Another angle, another angle, another angle.
The figure who walked with her dignity at the exact intervals was her princess Lena de Feron.
Minimizing the shaking of her long pink hair, she confidently walked in front of us.
When the princess arrived in front of us, she took a modest posture and spoke politely.
“Guardia recommended lunch. We will guide you.”
Seeing it right in front of her eyes, she wondered if this really was a woman whose heart was dying.
‘Wow…. Who would look at this woman and think that her mind is dying? In addition, there is no distraction even when she attaches love to the demon lord who had a fierce fight with her.’
[She is a person who knows how to perfectly hide her insides.]
She is such a great woman
Me, Viola, and Beatrice—uninvited, but led—head to the dining room.
The princess led the way, I was right behind me, and behind me was Viola, who hugged Beatrice and was amazed.
The backside of a princess dressed as a maid was truly an art.
‘Wow…. After all, I think a woman’s charm starts with her hips.’
[Aren’t other parts the same?]
‘No, I don’t care if I have small breasts or big breasts. Ah, the face has to be pretty, but….’
Something was contradictory, but I continued talking.
‘But I just can’t stand her poor ass. It just doesn’t look like a woman….’
[….]
I don’t look like a woman once I have a poor butt.
That’s right, if it’s above a certain level, there’s no big problem, but as long as your butt is flat, it doesn’t matter if you’re pretty or if you have big breasts.
Doesn’t look like a woman
Gongnyeo was gifted with her artistic lines beyond her passing mark.
The tall, straight hair and pelvic line were art.
But as if he could feel my gaze, he turned his head and glanced at me as he walked.
I tried to be different, but it seemed like I was caught.
‘… Armonia.’
[Yes.]
‘Let’s start attacking the princess today!’
[….]
She really wanted her.
