After the teacher becomes a succubus

At noon the next day, I was awakened by the ups and downs of the bed and opened my eyes.

Rachel sat up from the bed, even if he was completely immersed in the succubus instinct last night and was crazier than me, he woke up earlier than me.This is impossible. Any mage with common sense knows that "fucking a succubus until he can't get out of bed" is just a mortal's obscenity. , approximately equal to a mince bread playing a dog.A half-elf like me who was gnawed by an out-of-control half-succubus can still wake up without sore waist and legs, which is already a combination of extraordinary talent and favorable conditions.

It wasn't too late for me to open my eyes, and I still had time to catch the unresolved confusion on Rachel.He gritted his teeth to stabilize his body, squeezed the space between his brows, and held his forehead, as if trying desperately to remember what happened last night.

Of the large group of mages I know, less than one in ten drink alcohol, and of those less than one in ten drink themselves to pieces.When my great, self-disciplined teacher woke up next to me, looking both hungover and "drunk day two," I couldn't help watching without batting an eyelid.

I imagined another possibility in my mind, for example, as Rachel proposed last night, if this happened more than ten years ago, what would have happened?Rachel fell into this kind of "drunkness" for some reason, got drunk, had sex with the little apprentice me...he would be so angry the next day, and the first reaction was to kill him (not because I slept him, but because I saw his mistakes and gaffes)?Or did I wake up before then and die of a heart attack of terror and joy?

I said last night that I wanted to stand at the same height as Rachel, but the scene where the evil mentor who was high above the head was crushed on the flying chair by a young apprentice who hadn’t graduated from the teacher, this scene is enough to make people’s blood rush .I even conceived the lighting and soundtrack in my head, full of cheesy crowd-pleasing scenes.There seemed to be some inappropriate expression on my face, Rachel glanced at me from the corner of her eye, the hangover face froze for a moment, relaxed, and changed into a helpless look at the lower creatures turning their stomachs .

"Are you all right?" I said decisively first, "What happened yesterday? ——If you want to talk."

"The devil's trick." Rachel said hoarsely.

In normal times, I might be distracted by this hoarse and sexy voice, which is the trace left by me.But I saw Rachel's gloomy face, there was some kind of ominous signal, and my lighthearted and frivolous mood was swept away.

"You broke free from the synergy of the Lord of Lust yesterday, using the method we tested before." I guessed, he didn't refute, "But...how much backlash do you need to bear?"

Rachel's brows were furrowed, other than that there was no expression on her face.He turned his head to look at me. He didn't look carefully last night, but now he realized that the pair of succubus horns on his forehead seemed to have grown a little bit bigger.

"Are we running out of time?" I said, "A few more months..."

Rachel didn't answer, and didn't need to.

Whoa!

It sounded like the sound of the black robe being swung open, but the black robe had long been left in an unknown corner.Rachel was completely naked, her skin exposed to the air, and behind that pale body, a pair of pitch-black wings spread out.

These are not dragon wings, but smaller, thinner, and more delicate, as if they are weightless.They seem to be made of shadows, but they have a strange charm—these wings don't look suitable for fighting or long-term flight, they look more like sex props for decorating dolls.

These are the wings of the succubus.

I stood up abruptly and lifted the quilt over us.Under the quilt, I saw a snake-like tail with a matte leather finish.Rachel's feet hadn't turned into hooves yet, and his feet and horns were the only remaining differences between him and a full-bodied succubus.

"It shouldn't be so fast..." I said hastily, "It is reasonable to say that it will only reach this level in the last month?"

"This is the last month." Rachel said coldly, "The lord of lust has completely lost his patience, and he would rather take revenge as soon as possible."

"We only have one month left?" I said in disbelief.

"Less than a month," Rachel said. "A week."

My heart sank all the way, and I was speechless for a while.

You plan to review your course work the last week, but the exam starts a week early.Deadlines loomed in my face, and my mind, unfortunately, wasn't focused on it.Regarding the theoretical knowledge of hell, even if I study hard for 25 hours a day, I can't keep up with one finger of my teacher, and I always think subconsciously that he can always figure out a way, and he is always [-]% sure.

I admired him too much when I was a child, and I was too afraid of him when I was running away. The light and shadow in my eyes made him blurred forever.By this time the light and shadows had faded, and I could not see a ray of Rachel, realizing that he was as uncertain as I was.

"You should be grateful for this, if I don't break free, we will go to hell together last night." Rachel said coldly, "If we can't find a way now, nothing will change in a few months. "

The wings were folded, and when he stood up, I saw a symmetrical pattern appear on his back.The dark lines were burned on the pale skin, and I suddenly thought of the snake between the baby's collarbone—two marks, belonging to two powerful beings who thought they could get Rachel.This made me uncomfortable, and it took me a while to realize what Rachel was saying.

I was surprised and said, "Are you comforting me?"

"I'm just stating the facts," Rachel said.

"You're explaining to me," I said.

"Because we're grasshoppers on a rope," Rachel said. "Do you have to drag a matter of life and death into this matter?"

"Do you have to classify all 'this kind of thing' into rational logic? Admitting that you care about me will not disqualify you from being an evil demon king." I said, "As you said, I am panicking now It doesn't help, and if there are any knots in my heart that are not untied before I die, then I will definitely die with regret."

Rachel gave me a disgusted look, neither agreeing nor refuting.I cast a cleansing spell and dressed him in clean clothes, and he accepted my service without evading my kisses.I saw his mouth open, as if about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Rachel broke free from me and began to cast spells.He started very quickly, but he stopped very quickly.His fluttering fingers froze for a second or two, and he let it go.

"Go back to Tutaron," Rachel said.

This time he didn't explain to me, but his expressions and orders can explain a lot.Before I left, I knew that Rachel had placed some hidden spells on the palace and members of the royal family to confirm their conditions.

Hate to repeat this: I have a bad feeling.

We rushed back to Tutalong with the fastest speed, even if we travel day and night, it will be a few days before we get close to the capital.We did not enter the capital, because of the martial law in the capital, I could feel the barrier being strengthened again.Some familiar forces appeared in the capital, the paladins and saintesses of the Salo Temple, the Mage Association or other mages, and the legendary coercion was undisguised, shocking the Quartet.

If Rachel was still in his prime, maybe he could sneak into the capital without anyone noticing.But now that the transformation is almost complete, we cannot venture into it.Anxiety is permeating the crowd, and rumors spread faster than martial law. We only heard the news of the riot in the crowd.

They said: Because of the attack of the black wizard, the king died.