King of succubus



When Sabrina's speed exploded, Alvine lost sight of her.

But he suddenly tilts his body to the side, and Sabrina's blade misses him by an inch!

'She is fast, but I always can feel her aura like a perfume that tells me when and where she will appear. Her speed is not exceptional in itself, and I could, without problem, exceed her if I fight with my transcendental powers. But it would be too unfair and much to take for her.' Alvine whispers these words in his mind and looks momentarily into Sabrina's blood-red pupils with a platitude.

-Tsk! Sabrina slams her tongue and vanishes once again.

And for the first time, Alvine frowns when he sees Sabrina's following actions.

Seeing that she could not surprise Alvine with her speed and brute force, Sabrina opted for magic.

She raised her two-meters sword in the sky, and her blood-red aura made the arena tremble.

"O-oi, Sabrina. Are you sure to go to the end of this duel? You should have forfeited a long time ago." Alvine tries to make her hear reason by seeing Sabrina's combativeness ignite.

But she was stubborn and deaf to Alvine's proposal. She looked at her master with sparkling eyes and a narcissistic smile.

|Concept of blood: bloody territory. |

She whispers in her mind.

And Alvine, who could hear her thoughts, nervously swallowed and worried about the arena and the spectators on the bleachers.

But before he looks away, Sabrina's primordial energy explodes from her body and engulfs Alvine and all those who are with them.

The silent and peaceful arena was overwhelmed by the friction between Sabrina's aura and the heavy atmosphere of the place, and a chaotic scene followed.

-Gruuuu!!!

The whole arena began cracking, and drops of golden blood surrounded Alvine.

As a result of this phenomenon, Sabrina's emerging smile turns into a triumphant smile.

"If I were in your place, I would give up." She shouted proudly at Alvine while occasionally flapping her blood-red wings as if intimidating her prey.

Alvine looked at her, and his smile returned to his lips.

'I see she is always aware that she mustn't go wild here. But just in case, I had created a three-dimensional shield around my subordinates, in case she lost her head in this duel that she took seriously beyond my expectations.' Alvine murmured in his mind as he looked around him.

At the same time, Sabrina asks for confirmation. "So?"

Hearing her cheery voice, Alvine focuses on her.

"It's very instructive. These drops of blood have a tracking spell. So no matter how much I teleport, they will even follow me to another dimension."

"Hehe~, you are a fine observer. That's it; my territory obtained the tracking skill after I reached my current rank. And not only that, each of these blood droplets contains disproportionate powers.

Once touched by them, your soul will feel more excruciating pain than death from burns. And they--

Before she finished her sentence, Alvine continued to explain.

"Corcorrosion, shadow tracking, and finally, the destruction of souls are the skills that each of these blood droplets contains."

Sabrina frowns when she hears Alvine's explanations. She had the impression that her narrator role had just been stolen from under her nose.

But Alvine did not take this into account. He continued calmly. "But you forget a little detail, my beloved Sabrina."

"...?" She looks at Alvine.

"Your primordial territory is too weak to defeat me. Not to mention that two of the three characteristics of your territory come from my power; the seed you have absorbed has attributed to you the power of the shadow, which is one of my specialties. Spiritual power is also part of it."

Alvine's explanations made Sabrina momentarily confused and suspicious. But she shakes her head the second after.

"You are right, you can interrupt the tracking, but by leaving the arena, you will be disqualified."

"... when such a rule exists?"

Sabrina's smile grows when she hears Alvine's question. "Hehe, what's the point of fighting in an arena if we can go out and go wherever we want?"

"..."

Seeing Alvine's silence, she asks once again. "Are you going to renounce or continue the duel? I wouldn't need to--

"Sabrina, how will one of us be declared the winner if the duel continues? I can't hurt you, and neither can you. And I saw that trapping you doesn't move me forward. After all, you had been forfeiting from the beginning, but you still persist."

"Ugh! It was a feint. Finally, to win the duel, it is enough for one to make the other bleed." After her momentary shock, she added this new rule.

But the next moment, her blood droplets turned into pointed needles toward Alvine.

"...It doesn't matter if the injury is light." She continues with a sneaky smile.

Seeing Sabrina's rain of blood needles, Alvine understood Sabrina's intentions.

No matter Alvine's speed, he could not escape among all the needles that filled the arena. And since the two were not allowed to go out into the arena, Alvine seemed to be in a more disadvantageous position than Sabrina.

By analyzing the situation with coldness, he laughs with fun. "Haha, you only add the rules that suit you; isn't that a little unfair?"

"It is strictly necessary to prove you are more powerful than me." Sabrina did not deny it. She gives this answer as if she had both the right of arbitration and the victim.

But Alvine didn't waste any more time. He got the answer he wanted. Know how to put an end to this duel.

His smile fades on his lips, and his eyes become cold and black.

'There are more than a hundred ways to reverse the situation, but she will not give up. Her pride will always force her to want to defeat me. But if I gave her this opportunity, she wouldn't listen to the advice since she would always see me as the naive little boy she was educating.

Ah, Sabrina, don't blame me too much; I'm not doing this to faint your pride, but for you to listen to my advice in the future and progress beyond anything you can imagine.' With this conclusion that he took with one of his guilty eyes, he raised his palm toward the hundreds of thousands of needles.

"Sabrina, look if you want, or try to stop me if you have the power to do so." He pronounces this sentence with a platitude.

And Sabrina, who could guess that Alvine was preparing something great, becomes serious.

"Give up, master. You are not yet powerful against me." She also pronounces out loud, and the needles are pulled toward Alvine like shooting stars!

"Don't change anything; you are perfect as you are now," Alvine whispered his thoughts loudly and stopped all Sabrina's needles.

"Huh!?" Sabrina's first hypothesis was that Alvine had influenced time to slow down his needles.

But this hypothesis lasted only a second before her brain stopped working when he heard the following sentences from Alvine.

"You must be confused right now. But I didn't do much. Your magical power, skills, and territory have been under my control from the beginning. I could deprive you of your magical energy or prevent you from casting any spell as long as I feel like it." Alvine gives these explanations with a sad sigh.

He did not want to make the same mistake as in the past. And just seeing Sabrina's mental shock, he knew she was overwhelmed by his explanations. A creature as weak as Sabrina will have difficulty coping with specific shocks.

Alvine's current wish was to see Sabrina give up without trying to test the integrity of her words.

But his wishes could not reach the heavens; he could say it even before Sabrina acted.

After about ten seconds, Sabrina's eyes gradually became clear, and her sadistic smile emerged again.

"Who will be able to believe in such things? What you are saying will not be different from controlling the souls of your targets. But you can't do this; even the supreme goddess has no such ability." Her answer was more a self-conviction than anything else.

She had eyes that said: you're making me a joke, aren't you? Come on, tell me you're joking!

'Sharing energy, as far as I can remember, was one of the first skills I possessed. But over time, this skill has continued to evolve. It helped me fight while preventing my subordinates from running out of energy. After its second evolution, it helped me heal Linn by absorbing her curses. After its third evolution, it allowed me to influence Magi’s territory, skills, and magical energies under my level and control their spells.

Sabrina saw right. After reaching the transcendent level, this skill became even more frightening.

Whatever, the best thing is not to give explanations about the current effects of this skill.

When Alvine came to this conclusion, he displayed all his white teeth during his mysterious smile. "Then I leave you the effects of mystery. Come and train with me if you're so curious to know if I'm lying to you or not."

As soon as this sentence is over, the rain of needles of Sabrina and her territory begins to disappear in plain sight.

She knew that there was some truth in Alvine's previous sentence. Even if she didn't know how Alvine did it, she was sure he had taken control of her territory.

'I almost lost sight of my goal by returning her attacks against her. But seeing this confused look on her face, I understood that it was the worst decision. Only my enemies will have the right to taste my full power to make them taste pure despair. Sabrina and the others do not deserve such a great trauma.' Alvine, for his part, had his thoughts.

He found Sabrina funny by seeing her struggling to regain control of her territory.

But after a minute, she finally gives up and tries other tricks. But no matter how much she tried to cast or activate other skills or concepts, she couldn't do it.

She had the impression that an invisible barrier separated her from her energy. This feeling was so unpleasant that she felt like she was drowning in a tube filled with water. This impotence against Alvine was a hard blow because she felt like she was prey for the first time.

Seeing her perplexity, Alvine sighs and does not know how many times he has sighed since the beginning of his confrontation with Sabrina.

He drew the claw from his left index finger and made a small notch in the void.

At the same time, although Sabrina was at the other end of the arena, the latter's left cheek had the same notch, and her golden blood dropped and slipped out of her wound.

"This time, you lost, Sabrina," Alvine whispers these words with a platitude.

Sabrina, still in her mental shock, wakes up after hearing Alvine's voice.

And at the same time, she felt a slight tingling on her cheek that forced her to touch the place unconsciously.

"Huh!? When does he have...! Her expression became something different when she saw the golden blood on her fingers.

And with this answer, Alvine snaps once his fingers, and the gigantic arena gradually narrows before disappearing completely.

The room has become normal.

Seeing this, Sabrina smiled mysteriously, not knowing if she should be frustrated by her bitter failure or marvel at Alvine's power.

But in the end, her smile becomes jovial, and she chases away any feeling of guilt.

She knew, since the day she found Alvine, that he was different from her. And her goal has changed over the centuries and has reached a level where she wants to see Alvine above all. But dominating a king was an enticing idea, but a dominated king will only be a vulgar puppet.

She couldn't help but remember her memories that date back centuries. But finally, she could not achieve her goal. But she was even more confused by noticing that she was happy at the depth of her.

'Hah, that was it, huh?' She couldn't help but whisper this question to herself in her mind. The answer was now evident to her; she wanted to see Alvine above all.

Seeing her smile that a pig could even interpret, Alvine sighs simultaneously. But this sigh was relief instead of worrying or sadness.

Alvine approaches her and pets her head with a proud smile.

"Sabrina, you have made good progress, but I swear to make you and others even stronger beyond all your imaginations." He then whispers his words to her.

"... I know."

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