After I collapsed, I became a succubus

It was a blond paladin.

Bright.

……

A warm oil lamp was burning in the room.Lucian sat on the bed, wiping his face with a hot towel.

This room originally belonged to the former priest of the church, but now it has been tidied up by Bright, and it has become the shelter for him, a fugitive.

Now, it has also become the "place of shelter" that Lucian unceremoniously occupies.

This is what Bright saw when he closed the church door and returned to his room.

Lucian was wearing a black coat and sitting on the bed.Under the warm yellow light, his side face was clean, warm and beautiful—as if it was still three years ago, when he was still reciting the morning scriptures in the temple.

Bright couldn't help showing a gentle smile on his face.

When he got closer, he saw Lucian took off his boots, and his white ankles were hanging in the air.Bright's eyes flickered, and he remembered the scene he saw in the prison.

——The scene where Lucian is held in Vader's arms.

"Are you back?" He heard Lucian's voice.

Lucian looked back at him.He took off the headband, and the long silver-white hair fell on his body, giving off a soft light.His wine-red eyes were gentle, and he stared at the visitor.

But at that moment, his long silver hair fell into Bright's eyes, but it was extreme hatred.

Succubus.

A succubus with long silver hair.

By Vader's side, every day and every night... is no longer holy, and even the long hair has become the satiated, beautiful succubi.

At that moment, countless dark tides surged up from the bottom of Bright's heart.For the first time, this knight, known for his integrity, had the urge to hold the person in front of him in his arms, remove all the traces of eyesores, and make him return to his clean appearance.

"...Bright?" He heard a slightly puzzled voice from the other party.

Only then did Bright regain his senses.Holding the rattan frame, he sat down on the chair next to Lucian.Lucian looked up at him, his wine red eyes seemed to be the same as yesterday: "The wound on your face..."

Bright touched the scars on his face subconsciously, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's all left by Vader's lackeys."

Lucian nodded, his eyes were still soft with worry.He pursed his lips, and said: "It's all because of me... I know a potion that can heal these wounds, if there is a medicine tool... that's right."

He stroked Bright's face with cool fingers, his eyes watered: "Does it hurt?"

At that moment, Bright trembled.

"No..." He said hastily, and after a while, as if trying to cover up something, he said quickly, "I found these utensils in the cabinet next to it, and they should have been kept by the priest in the past."

"That's good." Lucian said softly.

Bright looked up again.He looked at his holy son, whom he had sworn to protect as a paladin his entire life.Lucian had a slight smile on his face, but his body was extremely pale and fragile.The silk court shirt was baggy on him, and his calf was thinner than the last time he saw it, and the place where the anklet used to be...

Now it is empty.

"Why are you here?" Lucian asked him.

"I have some friends in Wangcheng, I tried to get the news out and let them help me." Bright explained his escape process without shyness, "Originally, I should start from here to Mucheng .That place is also the place where you sent me to exterminate the demons. A wave of forces formed there, and many old nobles who were afraid of that traitor ran there..."

"Oh..." Lucian said, "So here..."

"This is my foothold. I originally planned to rest here for a few days before making other preparations for escape." Bright said, "In a few days, someone will come to pick me up, and then I will go out from where." ... and there is ..."

Having said that, he looked at Lucian again.The red-eyed succubus listened intently, and the light shone on his side face.

"I originally wanted to use these few days to find an opportunity to enter the palace to find you..." Bright said suddenly, "Speaking of which, how did you escape?"

When this topic was mentioned, Lucian shrank for a moment in his eyes.Lucian seemed very disturbed, pinching the towel with his fingers.He whispered: "He locked my mana, I found the blueprint when he wasn't paying attention, broke the seal and escaped..."

"not pay attention to?"

"Elizabeth Green is playing in the palace today." Lucian smiled reluctantly, as if he didn't want to mention this, "Fortunately, there were no people along the way. I walked in the mountains for a day and finally came here .”

Bright's face was still sunny, and he showed some distressed expression, but he thought of a rumor in his heart.

The Green family intends to send Elizabeth to the palace to be Vader's queen.

So... this is why Vader diverted his attention and "played enough" to allow Lucian to escape?

More and more dark tides surged from the bottom of his heart, but on the surface, he was still Lucian's hearty good friend.He looked at Lucian and worried: "What's the matter with your body? I heard those people say... everything seems to have changed overnight. Everyone said, you did that kind of thing. And you The magweave on it...would you mind telling me?"

Lucian's fingers tightened.He paled and said, "I don't really want to talk about it... don't let me recall it."

He trembled and said in a trembling voice: "You know, from the very beginning, he wanted to be the only heir of the Sissel family. But I didn't expect him to do such a thing... When I found out, everything was wrong There was no getting back. And after that...no, I don't want to recall...it was a long nightmare."

Lucian covered his face, as if he had thought of something extremely frightening.Bright put his hand on his back and patted it lightly.

Lucian's long hair was under his hands, and his hair was really soft.

"He set you up, didn't he?"

"No... don't let me say such things again!" Lucian hugged himself, shaking his head in fear, "I don't want to mention his name again, I don't want to think about those things anymore... I just want to Find a place to live well...I don't want anything..."

Bright asked a few more questions, but Lucian just kept shaking his head, letting out a few intermittent phrases.Finally, there was more weeping in his voice: "Please...don't ask any more."

"Your magic pattern..."

"My mother is actually a succubus slave. My bloodline has never awakened in the past, and the Sissel family has never told me about it. I don't know how Vader knew it. Perhaps from the beginning, he I just want to tear me into pieces." Lucian whimpered, "Suddenly, overnight, I became a so-called 'succubus', and then I became what I am now..."

He finally couldn't help sobbing, but the beauty's tears were so pitiful.

Bright hugged him to comfort him.He put his chin on Lucian's shoulder, and at that moment he smelled a strange fragrance.

It seems that it is gradually becoming more and more intense, but at present, it is still very subtle...aroma.

"Don't be afraid." He pressed all the dark tide into his heart, comforting his former son, "I am here."

He thought for a while, then said in a deep voice, "I will take you to Mucheng together."

"But... now everyone knows that I'm a... wicked person." He heard Lucian's increasingly fragile and panicked voice, "As long as I show up, I will be torn to pieces by them. Who will believe me?"

—No, you won't be torn to shreds.Bright thought.

At that moment, seeing Lucian who was so isolated and helpless, he felt a sudden sense of satisfaction.

"I'll figure it out, don't be afraid," he said, "I know it's hard to explain to other people..."

"And I've turned into what I am now." Lucian grabbed his sleeves and said fearfully, "You know what they think of succubus, as long as they see me, I will..."

"I know a magic potion that can make illusions." Bright said softly after a long time, "Although concocting potions is forbidden in the temple, but..."

He brushed Lucian's long hair away with his hands, and said softly, "We're not in the temple anymore, are we?"

Lucian's breathing didn't calm down until a long time later.He whispered in Bright's ear, "Thank you, Bright. I really don't know what to say...why are you...you are so reliable. Thank you, my knight. "

Bright just patted him on the shoulder hard.

After everything was over, Lucian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a soft voice, "I'm so sorry for letting you see me like this..."

He smiled hastily: "It's okay, the person I met was you."

Bright smiled and said nothing.He took the rattan basket off the coffee table and said to him: "There are some fruits in here, along the way, are you hungry too?"

"Actually, I didn't... no, thank you."

Lucian smiled beautifully and took the fruit.

Bright watched Lucian nibbling the fruit carefully, at that moment, he suddenly remembered something.

That's how the succubus actually gets its power.

At that moment, he looked at the juice that stained Lucian's fingers red, and a strong chill surged into his heart again.

"What's wrong?" Lucian looked at him again unconsciously.

"It's nothing." Bright shook his head, "I'll go patrol the outside again."

"Your scar..."

Bright was taken aback.He looked at the white-haired gentle succubus, who once again coincided with the holy son in his memory.

"Don't worry, you should rest first." He said after a long time.

Bright closed the door.When he saw Lucian who was yawning through the crack of the door, he knew he couldn't stay here anymore.Just thinking about the "unclean" marks that Vader had engraved on his body made him feel like he was going crazy.

No, he can't be like this, he is an upright and loyal paladin.Lucian is a holy and gentle son, so the Lucian he sees now is just a false posture after being polluted and distorted by Vader.

He will find a way to purify him.

After closing the door, Bright thought sullenly in the moonlight.

He would find a way to purify him, remove all traces of Vader, and take him to Dusk.And at that time, Lucian would still be his holy son Lucian.

Just as he promised to protect the life of the "Holy Son"!

On the other side of the closed door, Lucian took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the juice off his fingers.

He threw the half-eaten sour fruit through the window.

When no one was around, Lucian finally stopped pretending to be pitiful.After confirming that there were indeed the utensils he needed to refine the potion in the cabinet, he returned to the bed.

Of course he couldn't follow Bright to Twilight—he wasn't crazy.What's more, in the conversation just now, Bright almost asked the details of "what" happened between him and Vader to the point of paranoia many times.

Bright had been his loyal and brave friend when he was Son, but at this moment he was eccentric.

Fortunately, in terms of force, he is actually higher than Bright.The temple does not respect the study of magic, and the priests among them only master a few spells that are defined as "white magic" by the temple.As a traditional paladin, Bright naturally obeyed all the rules of the temple. He didn't know as many spells as Lucian.

only……

Lucian grabbed his neckline, he felt his throat tighten and his body began to heat up.