Succubus Prison

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Al nodded. "Yes, I know."

But gradually, the topic veered off course. "Hey, you know what? When I checked her just now, I found out she's still a virgin."

El paused for a moment, "...This doesn't seem to concern us."

Eileen blurted out, "I just think it's so sad that a succubus has to spend her whole life in prison without ever having had sex with a human. But she has only herself to blame, she deserves it!"

Because succubi have very long lifespans, life imprisonment is actually more agonizing than the death penalty.

El said, "But, Erin, I think it's even crueler to taste meat and then never be able to eat it again."

"You're right, hehe."

However, the conversation between the two touched a nerve with the scarlet succubus. Her eyes turned cold instantly. She really couldn't understand how a succubus could like food.

Having sex with food is disgusting.

She couldn't help but retching.

El paused for a moment, turned off the water, and cautiously asked, "Hey, are you alright?"

However, the other party vomited more and more violently, as if she was about to vomit her internal organs. A stream of red food gushed out from the round hole in the middle of the gag she was wearing, its color as bright as pigeon blood, staining the puddles on the ground into a bewitching pool of blood.

An inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly spread through El's heart, as she recalled her sister's words not long ago: "These prisoners possess a lot of magic and skills that you would never expect!"

Although they didn't know exactly what had happened, they already realized that something was wrong.

He grabbed Eileen's arm with some concern, "Something seems wrong. Let's call everyone in and take a look!"

Unfortunately, it was too late; it was too late.

The blood turned into a blood mist, flowing in the air and forming a barrier that separated the inside from the outside.

Then he heard Eileen's slightly frightened voice, "Ah, why can't I move my body!"

The crimson succubus stood before them, her hair and eyes red, her body still bound by chains, though the handcuffs had somehow been broken. Blood continued to gush from her mouth, flowing onto her pale breasts, more vibrant than the crimson stains, and trickling down her beautiful curves, dripping onto the ground and blooming into large, vivid blood flowers. The whole scene possessed an indescribable allure.

El discovered that his movements seemed unaffected, and instantly took out his sword from his backpack to confront the attacker.

[Beginner Wooden Sword]

[Description: This sword was originally just an ordinary wooden sword, but it became extraordinary because of you.]

【Features: Never wears out】

Seeing the notification "[Elite enemy has appeared!]" and the red health bar below her name with 63% remaining.

El was shocked. Even after suffering so much torture and abuse since his capture, and just now coughing up so much blood, he still retained most of his strength? You bastard…

The scarlet succubus forcefully ripped the gag from her mouth, looking somewhat confused. "Why can't I feel your blood flowing?"

El knew perfectly well that it was probably because his "health points" had become a quantifiable concept, and blood magic could no longer be manipulated at will.

However, there's no need to explain this to the enemy.

"It doesn't matter anymore." A blood-red flame seemed to burn in her eyes. "Holding that ridiculous sword, do you think I'm some kind of straw doll that won't fight back?"

He shook his head. "I don't need to defeat you at all. I just need to hold you off for fifteen minutes. No, ten minutes will be enough."

Perhaps it won't take that long at all; maybe in the next second, Warden Freya will notice the anomaly.

Blood pooled on the succubus's hand, and then a sharp blood scythe appeared in her grasp. She coldly said, "In ten minutes, I can kill you ten thousand times over!"

Chapter 6 is just a test.

The crimson succubus swung her blood scythe, tracing an elegant arc, and aimed precisely at the head of the immobilized Erin.

Seeing the opportunity, El decisively used one of the knight's signature skills, [Charge], and instantly appeared in front of Erin. His wooden sword was held horizontally, and the seemingly fragile wood collided with the sharp blood scythe, producing a dull "thud" sound. Surprisingly, he was not at a disadvantage.

Although the system determined that "Never Wears Out" was just a relatively uncommon blue attribute whose only function was to prevent equipment from losing durability, thus saving on repair costs, El keenly perceived the true value of this attribute.

If a sword in reality never breaks no matter how it's used, then its material is probably no different from the legendary holy sword of heroes.

After several attempts, she discovered that she couldn't even cut through a rotten wooden sword used by apprentice knights for training, and the succubus's smile froze.

"I see."

She had also realized that the other party was not without support.

“But it’s not enough… the blood that has flowed is far from enough.” The succubus murmured, her left hand suddenly reaching for the sharp blade, slicing open her palm. An enchanted prayer escaped from her red lips, “Bloodflame Blade!”

In an instant, a viscous flame of blood coiled around the scythe like a snake.

El checked the information provided by the system at the opportune moment.

[Bloodflame Blade: A power bestowed upon the followers by the Crimson Mother, capable of imbuing weapons with bloodflame.]

[Description: The Crimson Mother thirsts for wounds; her blood flames lick at them, and those severed don't even have time to cry out.]

So it was a prayer spell? No wonder it could break through the magic-suppressing chains. And this description... just looking at it makes me feel so much pain...

"Come on... let the blood burn even brighter!"

The Crimson Dancer's scythe dance grew increasingly frenzied. As the scythe, wreathed in blood-red flames, slashed down, El hallucinated. What he saw wasn't the enemy right in front of him, but his teacher, standing tall in the torrential rain, wielding a wooden stick. Instantly, he recalled the terror of being dominated by that sword-wielding woman. Every blow from her blind spot with the stick caused him excruciating pain, accompanied by her stern lecture, "If you want to learn swordsmanship, you must first learn to take a beating!"

"Boom!"

The hardships of the past had long since solidified into muscle memory for parrying and blocking. His wooden sword precisely blocked the curved blade of the blood scythe, and the blood flames reflected the firelight in his eyes.

El thought to herself, "Thank you, thank you so much, teacher!"

He took a half-step back to create some distance, but unexpectedly his back bumped into Eileen's soft chest, causing her to let out a weak moan.

There's nowhere left to retreat.

In this situation, he suddenly remembered the principal's words at the graduation ceremony: A knight is someone who takes the lead in protecting his comrades.

As a knight, there is no room for retreat.

Now that things had come to this, El finally roared out his first words in the battle, "Why did I get beaten to a pulp by something as wicked as you?!"

Succubi are creatures born of desire and extreme emotions; anger gives them power.

When he raised his hand again to block the blood scythe, the sword didn't even tremble.

"Warden, Lady Freya, Freya-neechan, Freya!" El shouted loudly, "Is that enough? Isn't that enough? Aren't you ready yet?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pleasant chuckle seemed to come from all directions, and the blood mist was torn apart by a pink light.

Freya walked out with seductive eyes, heading straight for El. She pulled him into her arms, hugged him tightly, and stroked his chest and body with both hands, as if checking if he had been injured in the fierce battle just now.

"When did you find that out? El is so clever." She stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips sensually, her breath sweet as orchids. "Leave the rest to the adults."

However, at that moment, the Crimson Succubus seized the opportunity and rushed forward, roaring as she swung her scythe, cleaving the two of them in half at the waist.

But no blood came out.

Then the two corpses lying on the ground suddenly changed their appearance and turned into "Nara's" parents who had been dead for many years.

Upon seeing this scene, she instantly revealed a shocked expression, as if she had reverted to her former weak and helpless self, only able to watch her parents die tragically before her eyes.

"Your mind is truly full of flaws."

Freya appeared out of nowhere, her prison uniform replaced by a gorgeous off-the-shoulder, low-cut court dress that accentuated her stunning figure. Her long, pink hair was styled into a sophisticated updo, the tail swaying rhythmically like a pocket watch used to hypnotize others.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, lifted the hem of her skirt, and gave a charming and alluring bow, which could also be described as incredibly seductive. "Let me briefly introduce myself. My name is Freya, and I am one of the five wardens of the Supreme Prison. Welcome to my domain."

"Now, please enjoy your heart-wrenching moment."

……

In reality, El frowned as he looked at the prisoner and Erin who had suddenly collapsed to the ground. His mind was still a bit fuzzy, and he hadn't quite figured out what had happened.

If I had known the warden could suppress the other party so easily, I would have called her sooner.

He sighed softly, took off his soiled uniform jacket, and threw it on the other man's naked body.

"El is so gentle~" Freya couldn't help but reach out and ruffle his hair.

Because succubi have strong genes for physical appearance, their offspring have all sorts of colorful hair. It's quite rare to see someone like him with naturally black hair. Some people even dye their hair black to highlight their individuality.

El tilted his head slightly to avoid the attack, then turned back to stare into his superior's eyes, seemingly slightly displeased.

"...So, what exactly is this? Is it a test from the organization?"

The saying goes that something unusual must be a succubus. He didn't believe that something would happen to him as soon as he arrived at the prison. Was it really just a coincidence?

"Was all of this pre-planned? Answer me."

Freya's eyes darted away, then she unceremoniously shifted all the blame to Satella, coaxing her in a spoiled tone, "Don't be angry, El. It was all your sister's idea. If she hadn't insisted that I test you, I wouldn't have treated you like this! I would have been so heartbroken if you had gotten hurt..."

This prisoner riot was not deliberately planned; it was just that a suitable target happened to appear, and it was a matter of chance.

Even without the Crimson Succubus, other criminals will come along to act as testers and assess El's worth.

Freya praised enthusiastically, "El, you really did a great job today, hehe. Even though the prisoner was a pretty girl who gave you a physical reaction, you didn't show any mercy. Now your sister and I can rest assured. And you even stepped up at the crucial moment to protect Erin. She must love you to death."

Al was a little embarrassed by her praise and looked up to ask, "If I had turned around and run away and left Erin behind, she would have been fine, right?"

"Hmm, more or less," Freya nodded, speaking ambiguously.

El wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt bored.

Despite the sweet words and intimate behavior from Warden Freya, her favorability rating remained completely unchanged.

To put it bluntly, she's essentially just a woman who likes to play along and is cold-blooded. If you're foolish enough to believe everything she says, you'll only be completely fooled and will definitely not have a good ending!

Chapter 7 Rare Animals

The riot was quelled in less than ten minutes, much simpler than the subsequent cleanup and investigation.

Eileen, who had fainted, was taken to the infirmary by her colleagues, and as a result, she was granted three days of administrative leave.

The main culprit, the scarlet succubus Nara, was locked in solitary confinement before she had even completed the imprisonment process; her punishment had only just begun.

Logically speaking, a riot by female prisoners in a women's prison is big news, and it's foreseeable that it will become the hawking cry of newsboys as they go door-to-door selling newspapers tomorrow.

Moreover, this could be used as evidence by those with ulterior motives to attack the warden for dereliction of duty. Upon learning of this, the ministers of the Ministry of Justice would inevitably question Satella incessantly, asking why such a heinous act of violence had occurred in the Supreme Prison under her rule!

These bureaucrats are masters of empty talk, adept at belittling others' work to cover up their own ineffectiveness.

Although Satella herself seemed indifferent to it and even disdained to respond, she still felt annoyed after being harassed so many times.

In addition, this incident also caused quite a stir within the succubus prison.

The main reason is that the news of a new male prison guard arriving at the prison has gradually spread, and it is said that he is a young nobleman. Many people cannot understand why he would choose to come to such a horrible place.

In the eyes of some studious colleagues who like to judge others by their own standards, El is just here to gain experience at the grassroots level. His experience working in the succubus prison will become a unique advantage on his resume when he is promoted in the future.

As for the prisoners, they were like those who had inhaled some very pure and potent virgin chicken, and they launched into a lively discussion.

"I guess his fiancée was imprisoned, and he's taking care of her out of love."

"It's also possible that he simply enjoys abusing and bullying women, and coming here is like coming home."

"No need to say more, he must have come to pursue me!"

As soon as the narcissistic succubus opened her mouth, laughter erupted from her fellow inmates in the cell. The succubus herself, lost in self-pleasure, provided background noise, creating a chaotic and joyful atmosphere.

"Quiet!"

"And 0721, damn it, get your hand out of your crotch!"

The female prison guard outside shouted, and the noisy laughter stopped abruptly in a second.

This is the daily life in the succubus prison, absurd yet reasonable, a coexistence of chaos and order.

……

Two days had passed since the attack, and El was becoming increasingly adept at his job. Since Erin hadn't returned yet, he took the initiative to share some of her work.

"Prisoner 4399, this is your new cell. It's six people a room, not too crowded. Remember to get along well with your cellmates and reform yourself seriously."

He walked ahead, leading a female prisoner from her cell in the detention center to the fourth prison ward where she would be formally serving her sentence. He took the opportunity to emphasize some prison rules, regulations, and disciplinary requirements, all in a very official and businesslike manner.

According to the records, the prisoner was brought in for manslaughter and was assessed as low-risk, so he was assigned to a multi-person cell in the fourth ward.

Judging from her appearance, she seems to be an ordinary succubus who usually abides by the law, so there's no need to be overly critical.

However, El's calm tone, coupled with his clean and tidy uniform and his upright posture, exuded a captivating charm.

With just this one appearance, she instantly won the hearts of countless women.

Countless eyes were drawn to him, some curious, some disdainful, and some instantly smitten or delighted by his beauty.