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

Half an hour ago, Lance witnessed Luke enter the compartment with only two people.

Two people, one of them is His Highness, the other is not him.

After the door was closed, there was no sound, and Lance could not know what His Highness was doing through the sound. What was His Highness saying? Did His Highness smile at others.

Waiting,? Long waiting and suffering.

Just bear it, Lance told himself, just like always.

For a moment, he thought that His Highness had turned into a succubus and was yearning for him. Just when he was about to break through the door, he suddenly remembered that the seven-day eclipse was not happening. It was just an illusion.

For a moment he thought he had been waiting all night,? However, the fine sand in the hourglass slowly passed, and only 10 minutes passed.

I can't bear it at all-that poisonous possessiveness.

Corrosion of reason, even the consciousness is groggy.

Lance suddenly realized something was wrong.

His negative emotions were magnified ten times and a hundred times.

——The devil's curse?

Lance regained consciousness for a moment, and saw the black mist lingering in his heart like countless ouroboros, laughing and coming out, turning his head and piercing his sharp teeth into his heart.

Those terrible poisonous snakes used his huge desires as nourishment, but instead formed a strong shackle that corroded him and imprisoned him.

The sudden outbreak of the curse must have another purpose.

...It's His Highness in the room!

Lance's chaotic eyes suddenly became clear, and the veins in his arms burst out. He broke through layers of shackles and grabbed the snake's tail tightly, tearing it outward with all his strength.

The fangs of the curse have been connected to his flesh, and their roots are deep in the heart, and may touch life.

——Then pull out the heart together!

Blood splashed everywhere, and the black snake hissed and burned to ashes in the flames. The golden flames soared like the sun and burned the wall.

Lance stepped through the gradually melting building, he clutched the flesh and blood on his chest, the left chest was dripping with blood, covered with slender tails of black snakes cruising.

The curse fled screaming, part of it burned up, and the other part hid deeper in his heart.

Lance's golden eyes moved slowly and landed on Luke.

The young man leaned against the wine table in a coma, his lips were slightly parted, red and moist as if he had been run over by something, with small, tooth marks-like wounds.

The delicate clothes were half unbuttoned, revealing a few roses on the pale shoulders.

And one hand was pulling Luke's shirt, and with the movement of that hand, the exposed skin area became larger and larger.

Osiris stopped moving.

Seeing Lance with blood blooming from his heart, a trace of surprise flashed in Osiris' eyes, and then a meaningful smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

He loosened Luke's shirt, threw him aside, then stood up unhurriedly, standing in front of Lance without any defense.

"Come on, kill me."

He spreads his arms and points to himself - to Adorno's heart.

"Kill me, and your highness will not be crowned king because of dereliction of duty."

A malicious smile brewed in his purple eyes.

"Kill me, and Luke will be yours."

"—always yours alone."

Following his bewitching, the black snake on Lance's chest fell into a carnival of devouring desire, and the golden light in his pupils became more and more pure. Under the strong light, it almost devoured everything.

Lance raised his hand with a blank expression, facing the direction of Osiris, a little golden light condensed in his palm.

Yes, if kill this person.

This person who dared to insult His Highness.

All will end.

No matter how the world is full of chaos and plagues, His Highness will always belong to him alone——

Suddenly, a sound reached Lance's ears.

"Lance..."

Luke closed his eyes and let out a slight murmur.

"Lance, save me..."

It was just unconscious sleep talking.

Even in a coma, the person Luke wants to call for help and rely on when he encounters danger is Lance.

Lance was startled, and the boiling black snake in his chest subsided.

His Highness's wish certainly does not include the Holy Kingdom falling into war with the northern barbarians, nor does it include becoming a prince reviled by all people.

——He cannot live up to His Highness's expectations.

Lance's golden eyes blinked and turned back to emerald green.

He lowered his eyelashes, gently hugged Luke, lowered his head, and pressed against his forehead. "I am here, Your Highness." He whispered in Luke's ear, "Don't be afraid, I will save you."

Osiris scowled.

He watched gloomyly that the blood on Lance's chest was stained on the hem of Luke's clothes, and he touched his treasure with that bloody hand, leaving two fingerprints on that pretty face.

Although I don't want to admit it...he lost this time.

The soul of the God of Light is indeed difficult to seduce, and there is still a glimmer of light to cling to it to avoid falling.

But who says there won't be a next time?After all, as long as there is desire in the heart of the soul, and the fertile soil for the curse to grow, it will never perish.

Suddenly, the smile on Osiris' face froze suddenly.

A sharp pain hit this body, although it did not cause any damage, it burned all his nerve endings and sent it to his soul.

He looked at the silver-haired paladin painfully.

"Your Highness said that normal people will feel pain, and so will demons."

Lance hugged Luke, his eyelashes turned cold.

"Even if you don't die, the pain will torture you until you leave this body."

His body, as strong as Adorno's, was also covered in cold sweat under the severe pain, shaking like a sieve.

Or perhaps, Osiris' soul is particularly afraid of pain.

"You are still like this." Osiris stared at Lance fiercely, as if looking at another person through him, "Give life the curse of 'pain', so as to control all living beings, but stay out of it..."

He was limp with pain and sat down against the broken wall.

"Congratulations." He closed his eyes with a miserable smile, "You won again."

Something faintly left Adorno's body, and his body slipped along the wall, and when he opened his eyes again, it turned into an ignorant brown.

Osiris left without a sound.

Just like last time, Lance didn't see the spirit he was leaving, so naturally he couldn't deal with him.

"Luke..." Adorno still had previous memories.

Then he suddenly turned pale and groaned in pain.

Lance steps past him, stepping right over his slumped fingers.

"Your Highness is not someone you can covet."

As Lance's indifferent voice sounded, Adorno covered his eyes in pain, feeling as if his eyeballs were about to be dug out by something.

"Now, return Your Highness to me."

Adorno's mind was in chaos. He didn't know what happened, what Lance did, and why Lance had already hugged the little prince tightly, but ordered him to return the little prince...

But soon he won't have to know anymore.

The part of Luke's memory is fading and fading, Luke's laughter and anger, voice and appearance have been snatched away by Lance, and all the feelings about Luke have been looted... In the end, only the most basic is left Information.

Lance is taking everything that ever happened.

The burned tavern was re-established. Those who mistook it for a fire and fled in all directions stopped blankly, looking at the intact tavern as before, forgetting why they fled.

Lance walked out the door holding Luke in his arms as usual.

When stopped by the warriors of Adorno's family, he explained normally: "Your Highness and the envoy are both drunk. I will take His Highness back to the mansion first."

After the tribal warriors let him go, they found a series of bloody footprints behind Lance.

"That amount of bleeding will kill you... Hurry up! Go in and see how the young patriarch is doing!"

They found that Adorno was just drunk and asleep, and had no idea what had just happened.There were no traces of fighting in the room, only the blood of Lance stretched from the room all the way to the distance.

——The owner of the divine power restored everything, but forgot to restore his own heart.

After putting Luke back on the big red velvet bed in the prince's mansion, Lance supported the bed and slowly fell down.

In order to release the curse, he tore off half of his heart with his own hands.Sending His Highness back to a safe place with willpower has reached the limit of this human body.

Because there was no pain, the body didn't warn him, and by the time the heartbeat was not right, Lance was on the verge of death.

The broken heart stops beating, and the breathing stops.

Before he died, his mind was filled with many magnificent hallucinations, such as the tall old duke's back when he was a child, the scriptures read aloud to him by the nuns, and His Highness...

His Highness slept soundly among the rose bushes, and when he was awakened by the wind, he leaned on his forearm and slowly turned sideways, smiling at him with sleepy eyes.

However, after death, including the figure of His Highness, all the magnificent hallucinations were reduced to silence.

In this lifeless and gradually cold body, Lance's soul suddenly felt "distressed".

...He still doesn't want to lose His Highness.

The moment this thought arose, the golden light replaced his blood, flesh and bones.

The heart started beating again, and the breath circulated in the chest cavity.

The human body died, and the divine body was reborn.

——This sensational process, which should have been worshiped by thousands of believers, was quietly completed under the bed of the devil prince.

Luke slept soundly, with a peaceful face, ignorant of Lance's struggle between life and death.

After a while, Lance opened his eyes.

Fearing the pain of losing His Royal Highness brought him back to life.

Osiris was wrong, he thought.If "pain" is a gift from God to the world, then it must be a "blessing" rather than a "curse".

After waiting for his physical strength to recover, Lance sat up as if nothing had happened, and lay down beside Luke's bed.

He looked at the sleeping little prince, and gently held the boy's fingertips.

"Your Highness, I'm in pain." He whispered.

Not coquettish, not complaining, but grateful and cherished.

——Your Highness is the "pain" that he let him stay here.

Luke was in a deep sleep, unable to respond, and Lance didn't expect a response from him.

Lance watched quietly for a while, healed the bruises and scratches on the back of Luke's head, and then washed off the wound on Luke's lips with a kiss.

His gentleness became aggressive after imagining what the devil had done to His Highness.

Because it was too deep, Luke choked and coughed, his face turned slightly red, but he still didn't wake up.

He may have dreamed something, and even in the dream he was very involved.

Lance kept his eyes open all the time, closely observing every subtle expression of Luke that was born of him.

He didn't want His Highness to wake up, and at the same time, he eagerly expected His Highness to wake up—to wake up and discover his fanatical love.

But in the end, he still used a little magic to make His Highness fall into a deeper sleep.

Because Lance discovered... His Highness also had the same "disease" as him.

The author has something to say: "disease" explanation guides the way What happened when 37% of the contracted knights were sealed and anointed in chapter 15 of this article~

Because there is sadness, happiness can come vividly.Because there is pain, there are other positive sensations that can be compared with it.Knowing sorrow, joy, coldness and warmth, life will have a definite feeling.

Luke is Lance's "pain" and his blessing.

The first fifty red envelopes are Sasa Sasa~

感谢在2021-07-03?11:50:44~2021-07-03?20:56:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Gu Zeze, cute cheese? 1 piece;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：48878209?20瓶；dorothea?10瓶；35007895?6瓶；喵喵呜呜?5瓶；作业使我头秃?1瓶；

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