After My Enemy Finds Out I'm a Succubus [Transmigration Book]

Lance was caught in a fog.

He followed the ruts and horseshoe marks to find the little prince's carriage. The coachman and guards were sleeping quietly, and when the curtains were lifted, there was no one in it.

Luke has been taken away.

Lance clenched his fist, and there was a loud sound behind him, and Oliver fell to the ground on his horse and fell into a deep sleep.

Thick fog is problematic.

The Heka Wasteland is located in a valley, and the valley is foggy all the year round. Since the fog does not harm anyone, and the civilians will not remember it after they are asleep, they have not received the attention of the Holy See.

Lance realized that the mist was produced by the breath of some dark creature, only he was not affected.

But he couldn't tell where Luke was.

Lance recited the holy mantra, and some golden footprints floated on the ground, and were wiped away by the thick fog in an instant.

He stopped at the end where the footprints disappeared, put his hands on his chest, and quietly counted his heartbeats.

1 times in 93 minute.

He felt right, that was a lot faster than his usual 1 beats a minute, which he had rarely experienced in his entire life.

Physiological reactions told him that this was unusual.

No strenuous activity.Did not feel in danger.His contract with Luke will not affect his heartbeat.

Eliminate all the impossible...it can only be because of "nervousness".

Luke's disappearance made him nervous.

Such emotions are completely unnecessary, Lance thought indifferently, if Luke died, the contract between them would be invalid.

It is not good?He tried his best to protect Luke according to the contract, but this matter was out of his care. Without him doing anything, this few "dangers" would disappear automatically.

He frowned.

Just the thought of "Luke's death" would make his heart tighten.

Yes, the soul is eternal, and life and death change only the skin. He should not pay attention to the present world, whether it is himself or others.

But Lance wants to see Luke who can move and laugh, wants to see Luke ignite the colors in his vision, and wants Luke to bring him more novel feelings.

He also promised to send the painting to Luke on his birthday.

...At least until that agreement is completed.

And there's a good reason for that.

Lance's will was strengthened again.

At this moment, he felt a very slight fluctuation of the holy power in the distance.

——Before he left, the holy power blessing he gave to Luke was touched.

In the church of Heka Manor.

The sharp teeth bit down on the side of Luke's neck, and a golden light suddenly appeared on Luke's skin, and the scorching light bounced off the things behind him.

Luke took the opportunity to break free from the opponent's hand, quickly backed away, and looked at the humanoid thing a few steps away.

——Vampire, a demon that feeds on blood, those glass tubes containing the fresh blood of young people are the "holy sacrament" dedicated to him.

The vampire in front of Luke was elegant and charming enough. He was tall and tall, with black hair and purple eyes. If he appeared at the ball in the Holy Kingdom, he would surely lure many weak-hearted teenagers and girls to fall into his food.

Lance's holy power burned the vampire's palm, and the wound healed quickly.

A very powerful demon, Luke judged.

Right now, although Lance's blessing helped him get rid of a bite, it angered the vampire.

The starlight on the dome is dim, casting shadows on his deep facial features.

Osiris withdrew his hand and looked at the blond boy who was on alert.

"Are you doing this these days? Colluding with the paladins of the Holy See, thinking about how to disobey me?" Osiris' tone contained anger.

"Paladin?" Luke sneered, stepping back and causing trouble, "I don't know what someone did to me. The priest next to the queen poured holy water on me, maybe because of that kind priest?"

"Holy water can't hurt me, and ordinary holy power can't touch me either." Osiris walked towards him unhurriedly, "Luke, your lies are too clumsy."

Luke stopped, he had already leaned against the edge of the church wall, unable to back up any further.

The vampire took his hand, and lightly rubbed his fingertips on the Ouroboros ring, and the ring crawled on Luke's finger as if alive, swallowing his own tail with its mouth.

"You have tried to take it off thirteen times this month. What brought you to this idea, my dear Luke?"

Osiris' voice was as cold and sticky as a snake crawling through. He raised his eyes and stared at Luke, and the cold touch penetrated into Luke's soul.

Can't dodge, can't show weakness, otherwise he will lose completely.

Lu Jiaqiang resisted not looking away, but his lips were trembling slightly.

Osiris smiled.

"A piece of advice," he said, "if you still want to be the little prince of the Holy Kingdom, you must wear this ring carefully and never leave your hand. Of course, if you are willing to return to the embrace of darkness, I am also willing to accept you."

What's the meaning?Was the Ouroboros ring protecting him, Luke thought?

"Thank you for your kindness, I will remember it." The corner of his mouth curled up in a stiff arc.

Osiris stared at him for a while, and his smile deepened: "If your soul and body hadn't changed, I would have thought that someone would dare to impersonate you."

Luke's breathing was stagnant, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

This is the first person who has doubted his identity so far.

"Oh?" He gritted his teeth and pretended to be relaxed, "I'm curious what made you think so."

"In the past, every time you saw me, you were afraid like a kitten that dared not stretch out its claws." Osiris said, "Now you have a heart of resistance in your eyes. It was the paladins around you who gave you courage?"

"As I said, there are no paladins." Luke sneered.

"It's not a good habit to lie to me." Osiris smiled.

Everything happened so suddenly, Luke felt his front skirt was suddenly pulled up, he was thrown out, and smashed hard into the Black Iron Throne.

"Ah...!" The pain made him cry out.

The thorns and thorns entrenched on the Black Iron Throne pierced into his flesh one by one, and the thorns and vines began to crawl slowly due to the supply of blood. They wrapped around his body and tightened them tightly, binding him to the throne. Drink blood.

Blood seeped through his robes, and Luka gasped violently with his eyes open, not allowing another cry of pain to escape his mouth.

The only product of darkness that can break through the blessing of Lance's holy power is the "sacred object" left by the God of Darkness.In this little-known little church, there is actually a dark sacred object "Throne of Thorns"!

According to legend, one of the saints of the God of Light was imprisoned here and died of bleeding.

Luke's body struggled instinctively due to the pain, and a cold hand stroked his hair, just like a father comforting his naughty child.

"Be good," Osiris said, "They are devouring the toxins in your blood. Your body can't bear the poison of humans. If you don't purify regularly, next time I will only see a rotting corpse."

The blood was draining rapidly, and Luke's vision began to blur.

The skin color of this supposedly healthy body is always pale due to ischemia, and this is the reason.

As for toxins...

It is very unreasonable for the little prince to grow up safely under the eyes of the queen, a master poisoner, without any power when he was young.

If the demons have used this method to detoxify him since he was a child, the question will be answered.

Luke's breathing became short of breath from the massive blood loss.

In the past, the detoxification process would not be so long. This time, it was Osiris who punished him for his resistance.

"...that's enough," Luke said weakly, "are you trying to suck me dry? ... someone will be suspicious."

There were dark and blurred points of light in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Remember what you are." In his final consciousness, a cold warning sounded in his ears, "The God of Light will not take in a demon."

In the silent church, only the comatose teenager on the Throne of Thorns remained.

A drop of hot liquid suddenly fell on his face, Luke blinked his eyes, and his vision gradually brightened.

In front of him was a tearful Angelo, surrounded by a whole circle of handsome boys, big and small, with sadness and concern on every face.

"You're awake!"

An Qiluo was overjoyed, as if he wanted to pounce but didn't dare.

For some reason, this black-haired dog played the role of a jealous lover in the forest. His acting skills were so good that he deceived Luke, but he respected him obediently in private, and always kept a suitable distance.

Luke likes such obedient people.

"How long have I been asleep?" he asked.

"Only 5 minutes." Angelo said apologetically, "Please rest for a while."

Luke sat up with Angelo's support, and found that he was only wearing a short shirt.

The robe that was worn had a lot of holes pierced by the Throne of Thorns, and the cloth was stained with blood, and it had already been taken away and burned.

After getting up, he was dizzy for a while, and he said after a while: "Serve me to change my clothes."

The vampire had triggered the blessing of holy power left by Lance before, and he wasn't sure if Lance would feel anything and would come to look for him.

Of course, Lance's purpose cannot be to find him, but to eradicate the demons around him.

Lance cannot be allowed to discover this manor. If he knows that the little prince built this manor to sacrifice blood to the devil, the consequences will be unimaginable, and the contract between them will even be destroyed.

Must leave here before Lance arrives.

That's enough time.

The teenagers brought new clothes, and Angelo knelt by Luke's bed, supporting his back.

There was a sound of footsteps from far and near.

There was a little commotion outside the door, and the dissuading voice of the teenager in the corridor: "This guest, the master is resting, please wait a moment..."

"There are restrictions everywhere around here," An Qiluo frowned, "How could someone find this place?"

Luke had a bad premonition in his heart.

It is impossible for ordinary people to come here, but Lance is not an ordinary person.

No, it's impossible.Even if it takes at least two hours to reach the Heka Manor in a straight line from the mansion, it only takes 15 minutes at most to trigger the blessing of the holy power!

"I'm sorry." A familiar gentle voice came from outside the door.

The action was not gentle at all, the door lock was pushed open by a huge force, and the silver-haired man in a black cloak stood at the door, directly meeting Luke's eyes on the bed.

"Your Highness." There was a sense of relief in Lance's voice.

This kind of tone is rare for him who is emotionally dull. He seems to have finally let go of a tight bowstring, and his whole body is full of lightness and joy.

More attractive than ever.

Luke couldn't help laughing.

Then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his situation now.

Heka Manor is nominally the place where he raises his lover, and now he is sitting on the bed in only a thin shirt, surrounded by at least fifteen beautiful boys...

No matter how you look at it, it's him, Yeyu Fifteen Lang, who molested underage men!

Luke took a deep breath expressionlessly, thinking about passing out again.