After I collapsed, I became a succubus

Naturally, Lucian couldn't answer.

However, Vader seemed to have forgotten that what was curled up in his arms was just a body without a soul, and he kept looking at him with interest, as if he was waiting for an answer.As Bright's growling voice became hoarse, Lucian's silence became longer and longer, and the sense of oppression from him became more and more frightening.

And his hand holding Lucian's knee was getting stronger and stronger.

Lucian simply didn't know what was wrong with Vader.

He thought about it and decided to pretend to be pitiful.He guessed Vader didn't want to break him just yet.

After a long time, Vader saw the body in his arms frowning. He seemed to be terrified by Vader's overwhelming aura. He put one hand on Vader's chest, and tried to curl up.

With trembling eyelashes drooping, the dark red pupils were full of unease and fragility.

He is terrified of him.

He hurt him.

In anyone's eyes, the succubus curled up in Vader's arms because of fear at this moment can be called beautiful.If the other nobles saw it, they might want to auction off the frightened beauty on the spot, and caress his back to comfort him.

Ke Vader looked at those dim eyes, and those slightly moist lips...

Just bored.

He is bored with his current state of mind.

If the real Lucian was in his arms, what would he do?Vader thought aimlessly, Lucian is not such a fragile thing.

He would resist, put his hands around his neck, mock him with those bright red lips, and provocative malice in his eyes.Even showing weakness is sugar-coated with arrogance.

Just like what Lucian did under his palm when he entered the temple with a spear.

Then, because of his arrogant and unrepentant attitude, he would want to crush him in the palm of his hand, want to see his panic-stricken appearance, want to see his body covered in cuts and bruises and blood flow like a river, and want to see him in every way. The wounds are all thanks to him, I want to hear him curse at myself, I want to see his unyielding contempt.

No, not enough.That's just the most superficial stuff.

He wanted to go deep into his...inside?Stabbing him with a knife, cutting his skin, is it his inside?

Rip his tongue, let the blood flow from his mouth, is it inside?

Grab his heart with magic, crush it, and see his extraordinary expression of pain in fear of death... Is it the inside?

At the moment when the life was shattered, the vivid and terrifying expression that would appear on the body due to the extreme pain would let him see for a moment... the appearance of that soul when it was still in this body?

No, not at all, what he wants is more than that... There is a strange emotion suppressed in his chest, he wants to crush him, crush him in his arms with great force, maybe in this way, he just A moment of bliss can be obtained.But if he dies like this, if he dies...

There is only this moment of happiness.He would have bliss in that moment, and Lucian's dust would slip from his hands.

He somehow felt empty.

From then on, there was no Lucian in his life, and even this ignorant body was gone.

And when he turned back to get the cloak, he no longer seemed to feel Lucian's eyes behind him.

Cold sweat broke out on Lucian's back.

He felt a strong killing intent, and for some reason, after he started shaking, the way Vader looked at him made him feel...

It seemed that for a moment, he was almost crushed to ashes.

The killing intent at that moment was so real, but it was fleeting.Lucian felt as if he had walked through hell.He had just carefully relaxed his body...

Vader then threw him from his arms into the guard's hand in disgust.

Lucian: ...

Vader was definitely sick and didn't run away.He rolled his eyes in his mind.

He really didn't understand how he just pretended to be pitiful and tried to please Vader to arouse his killing intent.It can be seen from this that he must not stay by Vader's side for long.

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will be killed by this guy's weird brain circuit and strong hatred.

Vader left the interrogation room. Behind the iron bars, Bright, who saw him take Lucian away, was still roaring hoarsely.Lucian curled up in the guard's arms, secretly glanced at the blond paladin, thinking that he might be a breakthrough that would allow him to successfully escape from Vader's side.

Sigh, Bright, why are your abilities so bad?Lucian thought idly, if you were a little bit more powerful, I would have escaped from the clutches of this big devil by now.Now I can only count on you to get out of the prison and come to rescue me unrelentingly... You must have a few friends in Wangcheng, right?Find a way to send them a message, and then rescue me.

Or, Bright couldn't escape and died in prison... Well, with Vader's weird behavior now, he would probably be brought to see Bright's body again.

Then he had to pray that the time of Bright's death was neither too long nor too short, just at the moment when he was slightly able to run away.

The way back was still very quiet, only the gurgling of the Sighing River in Wangcheng could be heard.After thinking about these things, Lucian leaned back on the seat and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Regardless of whether he pretends or not, Vader will suddenly want to kill him or torment him for no reason.Humans are knives, and I am fish. After being exhausted all the way, Lucian is a little bit determined to break the jar.After all, it doesn't matter whether it's open or not. Vader's whim will not depend on his objective actions.

But he slept soundly along the way, not to mention being choked, and he didn't even pull his hair.It was not until the carriage stopped that Lucian opened his eyes in a daze.

then.

He found himself falling asleep and leaning against Vader's body.

Lucian: ...

He still hadn't forgotten that he was almost killed by Vader when he was lying in Vader's arms in the prison just now.He was so excited that he almost jumped up, but he didn't notice any special expression on Vader's face.

Vader just got out of the carriage and let the guards carry him into the tower.

Lucian who is still in the carriage: ...

He glanced at himself suspiciously, then at Vader and the others who had their backs to him.After thinking about it for a while, he felt that his current skin was very pleasing to the eye, and he slept all the way against Vader. It was his loss, not Vader's.It can be said that it is extremely heartless for Vader to kill him under such circumstances.

Although Vader's appearance is also a pleasing extreme in the other direction, there is no such thing as a conscience.

—he didn’t have one himself.

Lucian was already drowsy when he was put on the bed by the guards - this definitely had something to do with the blood Vader fed him.But half asleep, half awake, he felt Vader sitting beside him, tapping his head with his fingers.

"Bright, Duke Rodney, and those prisoners look at you really disgustingly, it's better not to take you out in the future." He seemed to hear Vader whispering in his ear, "Looking up and down, his eyes are like tongues, as if he has forgotten whose spoil you are..."

Lucian snorted in a daze.

He doesn't mind those people looking at him.As a beauty, he has always had the self-consciousness of being beautiful and enjoying being watched.

But it's a pity that Vader doesn't seem to like him.The first time he tried to pretend to be pitiful today, he was almost killed by Vader.

"Forgot whose trophy are you?" He heard Vader repeat again. He was at a loss at first, and then seemed to think that his own words were very interesting. "Forgot... Well, this sentence is very interesting."

Just because Vader found it interesting.Lucian almost woke up.He figured Vader was going to turn him over again and pinch him or something.

Ke Vader's hand stopped at his waist, but he didn't continue.Suddenly, he heard Vader snort coldly.

...and Vader was gone.

Lucian: ...

This is suddenly angry again?

But he couldn't be bothered with Vader.The bed is getting soft, the night is getting late, um... With the first Bright, there will be a second and a third who will come to him, and life is beautiful.

Thinking of the list of dozens of people, Lucian felt that his hope of escaping increased a little.

He fell asleep happily and peacefully.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was a month and a half.

For a whole month and a half, he stayed in the room of the high tower, perhaps because he now feeds on blood for a living, so he no longer needs to excrete.In addition, the body cleansing spell engraved in the room also kept his body clean at all times.

So he had no reason to leave this room.

Vader would come in and give him blood once a week—always with his fingers.His mood was always cloudy and uncertain.Sometimes he came when it was fine, but would angrily pinch Lucian's tongue with his fingers when he was feeding blood.Sometimes when he comes, when he leaves, he inserts his hands into Lucian's hair to comb him—like stroking a kitten, and then leaves in a hurry as if waking up.

Lucian really couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and Vader left quickly after each blood feeding - it can be seen that it was a pure accident that he was taken to see Brad when he first arrived that day.He also came to see Lucian during the first week when he was not feeding blood—often from the doorway window, or sitting next to Lucian when he was asleep, with his hands on Lucian's neck, not knowing What are you thinking.

Several times Lucian felt that Vader was planning to kill him.

Even though Vader never made a move, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Apart from Vader, the only ones who could enter this room were the servants who cleaned and tidied up the room.There are men and women, but they all wear masks, but their attitudes are equally indifferent.

It wasn't until the end of the third week that Vader finally didn't come.Instead, when Lucian was hungry, Vader's bodyguards appeared.

He remembered that this guard was the one who picked him up the day he went to see Bright.

What the guard brought to Lucian was not blood, but a glass of juice.The juice was bright red in color and tasted sweet and sour, but it could also bring him energy and satisfaction just like Vader's blood.

Lucian held the cup and took a small sip.The guard stood beside him, motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead, not at him.

His thoughts raced.

It's a good thing that such juices exist.He identified the fruit from which the juice was made, which was difficult for others to obtain.But Lucian happened to have some origins when he was the Holy Son, and he could easily find a valley that no one knew about but was full of such fruits.

He also knew how to preserve and grow the fruit.

It seemed that after escaping, he didn't have to worry about his own food.

Just one more question.

He glanced lightly at the guard.The guard still maintained the expression of looking straight ahead, and his expression of not looking at him was determined as if on purpose.

But Lucian is not interested in him.

He only cares about one thing.

Why didn't Vader come today?

But at that moment, he caught a glimpse of the faded scar on the guard's forehead.The guard was an orc. Suddenly, Lucian remembered something.

A thing he forgot because he was too accustomed to it.

On the day of his death, in the temple, out of boredom, he smiled at one of Vader's men who left last—one of the three orcs.The orc seemed to know the times.

And the orc's dumbfounded expression caused by this smile didn't really surprise him.

But at this moment, he finally remembered the man's face.

Lucian tapped the rim of the cup lightly with his fingers, thinking with a smile in his heart.

There is one more clue that can break the game.

Eating is over.The guard took the crystal cup and wanted to leave the room quickly.But when he lowered his head to pick up something, he saw Lucian smiling at him in a quick glance.

With an innocent expression, dark red eyes, and a handsome face, it seems to have eyelashes with small hooks.

——And those bright red lips stained with fruit juice.

The author has something to say:

Vader now: I seem to want to kill him, but I don't understand what the feeling is.

And suddenly get angry and throw people away.jpg

Lucian: ^_^

Me: Wait, Vader, sooner or later... (sigh)

By the way, there are many private settings in the Western Fantasy settings in this article.Then, because the bloodline transformation is not complete at present, after the seal is lifted, it will continue to transform, and feel the fear of growing horns and tails (for me who is about to describe this process, it is a joy

PS The setting of white hair becoming lighter comes from the setting of Jinjiang forum netizens. At that time, I thought it would be interesting to add the setting, so I have already replied in the post and obtained the authorization of the host~

The rest, including the crystal nucleus, the blood moon and the moon tide caused by it, the transformation of blood-sucking, and the replacement of blood with special blood, etc. are all private settings