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

... Lance said,? He will leave the holy capital forever and never come back?

Luke's eyes went blank for a moment.

why?

Lance has always been loyal and docile like a big dog, and he will follow him back without saying a word if he kicks him away.

This time,? He took the initiative to say that he wanted to leave.

Didn't come back after leaving, that is to say, never saw him again?

Luke clenched his cuffs tightly, but his pride didn't make him ask.

If you ask, it's as if he is humbly trying to keep Lance from leaving...

Luke does not want to be the abandoned role in the war,? He should stand on the high ground and command,? Take control of the initiative in the game.

And now, because of his emotion and his soft heart, the initiative is tilting towards Lance.

Luke realized this.

That short-lived thought of weakness seemed to be just a sequela after a high fever, and after his body recovered, it was completely frozen.

He deliberately kept his attitude cool, and he didn't reveal his weakness in the next trip.

Lance sent him back to the palace.

The news was kept under wraps. Except for a few close people and a few guards, no one knew that their future king had encountered a dangerous situation.

In the hunt for the mastermind behind the assassins, the coronation took place as planned.

Within a week, the holy capital was full of turmoil, the old king abdicated, the little prince staged a coup d'état and bloodbathed the coronation of the big prince, the king's funeral, the new pope ascended the throne, and the little prince was crowned...

All the changes were completed in just seven days, giving people the feeling of "it's so".Thinking that it was the little prince favored by God who initiated all of this, I had a feeling of "as expected".

The coronation of the new king was very grand, held in the same cathedral where the new Pope was born three days ago.

In the morning of that day, the city was empty with thousands of people.

The Pope will personally baptize the prince and bestow the scepter and crown.

The religious power of the Holy Kingdom is inseparable from the royal power. Every pope and king are brothers or close friends. The two parties have established an unbreakable oath to govern the country together.

Therefore, in history, the coronation ceremony is often jokingly called "the marriage of the king and the pope".

Luke was wearing a scarlet gown, and the members of the Charlemagne family headed by Aphra pulled the hem of the robe and helped him walk through the long red carpet and up the steps.

On both sides of the church, after the royal knights, stood important nobles and commoners who had made great contributions to the country.

And, at the top of the stairs, the Pope stood quietly surrounded by the bishops.

Luke stared at Lance, then turned, looking back at his people.

The hundred people in the church are only a small part, extending out along the red carpet, there are thousands of people from the holy capital, and outside the holy capital, as far as the northern border thousands of miles away, people are wearing leather jackets with the same The devout hearts salute in the same direction.

The whole place was silent.

"I promise that throughout my life, I will wholeheartedly live up to the expectations of the people."

The young man's clear voice resounded throughout the church, and tears welled up in the eyes of the people below.

The young prince saved them from the plague, and will create more miracles in the future, leading the country to prosper forever.

Luke turned around slowly and looked at the Pope at the top of the steps.

"I promise that I will protect every bishop and his church with the law, support each other with the church, and manage the country together."

At this point he is not Luke, but the future king.

The future king's eyes were sharp and firm, and when he stared at the pope, there was no trace of personal emotion.

He unbuttoned his ceremonial robe, and the long robe fell down on the steps, revealing the young man's thin shoulders and straight back.

In the following baptism, he will bare his chest, and the Pope will anoint his chest and forehead with holy oil.

The whole process is completed under the watchful eyes of all.

However, the moment Luke unbuttoned his chest, holy light descended from the dome, wrapping his whole body in brilliant light.

People couldn't help avoiding their eyes, they couldn't look directly at the beam of light, let alone spy on Luke with his skin exposed in the holy light.

"That's the Holy Light! The harbinger of the coming of the God of Light!"

"Never before has a king been crowned with such pomp and circumstance ... it's nothing short of miraculous."

Lance listened to people's guesses, took the holy oil from the bishop's hand, and stepped into the holy light steadily.

There, Luke was groping for the wall of holy light, trying to get away from the beam of light, but was blocked by invisible objects.

Light, sound, and even air are blocked by this seemingly invisible beam of light.

Seeing Lance come in, he immediately asked, "What did you do? This is against the rules."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, such a 'miracle' further proves that you are deeply favored by God." Lance said.

He took off his mask unhurriedly. To prove his words, the holy light wall flowed through the sound wave-like lines, reproducing the discussion sound outside the light beam.

Luke still did not let go of his suspicions, and frowned, "Don't try to play tricks. This is my coronation."

Lance ignored it.

He walked up slowly and reached out to help Luke unbutton the collar.

"According to the regulations, I will anoint His Highness with holy oil."

Two pairs of hands wearing white gloves are intertwined, like a pair of white birds frolicking back and forth, the pure white feathers want to touch occasionally, and then separate in an instant.

The collar was undone, revealing the boy's white and tender chest, as well as... a bruise.

"Your Highness doesn't want to show such traces in front of everyone." Lance said with a smile.

For some reason, the scars left by him could not be erased with the healing technique. Over time, the blue scars turned into rose red, like a red ribbon tightly tied to his chest.

The private scars on his chest were exposed, but Luke didn't feel shy at all, raised his chin, and looked at Lance contemptuously.

"Complete your mission."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Lan Sisen's green eyes stared intently at him, and the white silk glove was dangling from the tip of his teeth, and he slowly tore it off.

Then he put his fingers into the holy oil bottle, stained with the orange-yellow ointment with the fragrance of plants, and gently applied the totem of the sun on Luke's chest.

When touching the skin of the left chest, Lance's fingers seemed to directly touch the boy's powerful beating heart through the flesh and blood.

He couldn't help but pause for a few more seconds because of the vibrant beating.

Luke held his wrist that had stayed for too long, and raised his eyes.

"Does Your Majesty want to seduce me in public?"

Lance pulled his hand and slid it out of Luke's palm, rubbed the holy oil with his two fingers on Luke's palm, and hooked it lightly and greasy.

"If Your Highness is willing to accept it." He whispered in Luke's ear while buttoning up the boy's clothes.

They were so close that they could kiss each other at any moment.The hymns and human words from the outside world came from around, as if the unrequited love was exposed in full view.

The holy light disappeared.

They have put a polite distance and are doing their duty.

Lance put the holy oil on Luke's forehead.

He read a prayer and concluded by saying, "May the country be peaceful and the people safe."

The waiter put on Luke's gown again, and people were surprised to find that embroidered golden roses bloomed from the tail of the pure red robe.

The god did not let go of any detail to show his preference for the new king.

The velvet cushion was brought from the hand of the bishop, on which lay the king's crown and scepter.

The solid gold crown is set with precious stones and was made by the Pope himself.Lance scanned the crown, but found that the "Lionheart King" that should have been inlaid in the center of the crown disappeared and was replaced by another gem.

His eyes dimmed, and he held up the crown.

"His Royal Highness has abandoned the 'Lionheart'."

Lance had inlaid the ruby ​​on the top of the crown with his own hands, using this gift he gave to Luke to swear his sovereignty.

But this gemstone was replaced by another one without his knowledge.

"I didn't even wear the 'Lionheart'." Luke raised his smooth neck, "It may be lying in a corner of the palace now."

He stared at Lance, speaking arrogantly:

"If I wear it on my heart, it's because I like it. Once I forget it, I can easily forget it."

Luke held the scepter in his hand and felt the crown fall gently on top of his head.

"As jewelry is the limit of its grace. As for wanting to be my top crown - wishful thinking."

The coronation took place amidst warnings that only two people could hear.

According to the regulations, the pope must walk down the steps and stand at the king's lower position.

And Luke stands on the top, crowned on his head, looking down on his people.

Amid the cheers of the people, the king sat on the throne of the altar and accepted the oath of allegiance from the nobles.

From noon, a grand banquet is held in the palace.

All invited nobles and commoners danced and enjoyed food at the banquet, and Luke, as king, invited Aphra to dance the first dance.

After the dance, he withdrew from the dance floor. Several young ladies wanted to invite him to dance, but he refused.

After becoming king, every move of Luke represents the royal family and the country, and he will always wear a mask called calm and solemn.

The Holy Kingdom gained a king but lost its most beautiful dancer.

Luke scanned the banquet hall, his eyes unconsciously resting on Lance.

The pope is allowed to dance, and even has a family in certain denominations, so there are also noble ladies who offer olive branches to Lance.

"So many good girls have been rejected by him, and I haven't heard of the oracle sect's abstinence."

Aphra has always been curious about the oracle sect, and has always wanted to get in touch with what kind of person an "angel" would be.

She leaned against Luke and bit her ear: "If I invite him to dance, will he refuse?"

Luke took a sip of the wine, and said coolly, "Be careful, he might fall suddenly while dancing, and fall on your head instead."

Aphra sniffed out a different message: "Brother danced with the Pope?"

Luke snorted dissatisfiedly, and put the wine glass on the waiter's tray.

He suddenly shook slightly.

This feeling similar to being drunk...is it succubi?

But it is only noon now, and there is still a long time before nightfall!

What happened to his body?

Luke calmed down first, straightened his collar, and walked towards Lance.

"May I have the honor to have a private drink with His Majesty?"

His confident smile showed no flaws. Except for Lance, no one present knew that under the young man's calm appearance, his back was wet with sweat.

"My honour, Your Majesty."

Fortunately, Lance received his hint.

In fact, after planning to expel Lance, who will succeed Lance as the "prey" of the succubus, Luke has already prepared a candidate.

Those new "prey" pledged their loyalty to him and would only have their blood drawn, knowing nothing of the succubus business.One of them is in this palace and is within easy reach.

However, when things really happened, the only one Luke wanted to hunt and ask for help was Lance.

They walked into the dark passage one after the other, and as soon as they reached the corner of the dark passage, Luke pressed Lance against the wall, tiptoed and sucked the blood from his neck.

"What... what happened to me? Why did it happen during the day?" he asked breathlessly.

"The succubus is about to mature, just in these few days." Lance's eyes were calm, "Your Majesty will experience a period of disorder, and the demand for magic power will increase as the maturity period approaches."

Luke punched the wall with a fist: "Damn it, it's at this time."

As soon as he finished eating, and just said a few words, all the cells in his body began to clamor for thirst.

Lance skillfully carried the king horizontally, walked through the long dark passage, and pushed open a door.

This is connected to the king's bedroom.

Lance was sitting on the couch, and Luke was riding on top of him, clinging to the necks of prey and sucking at every opportunity.

"Your Majesty don't have to worry." Lance stroked the back of his head gently, "I have prepared a perfect plan for your maturity, and I guarantee that no one will find out Your Majesty."

Luke raised his head from his neck, his lips were as red as roses, because he was too anxious, a trace of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth and slipped into his collar.

He'd sucked too much of Lance's blood, and...the blood couldn't fill the void in his body.

At this moment, all taboos were left behind by him.

Luke kissed Lance on the lips.

The cloak was rolled and spread out, and the golden rose pattern shone brightly under the candlelight.

No one knew that the sanctimonious pope and the majestic king drank such a special liquor in private "drinking".

Luke also did not expect that Lance, who was in a high position, did not use any means to coerce him, but instead asked him for whatever he wanted as usual.

His most obedient dog.

Luke lay on the carpet, his fingertips slid down Lance's cheek tenderly, his eyes were half-closed in satisfaction, looking at the blurred outline of Lance in the shadow of the candlelight.

"I feel better," he said, "thank..." thanks.

The unfinished words of thanks stopped in his throat, and a golden rune appeared on his neck, sealing his words.

Luke's pupils narrowed.

He pressed his neck and found that no matter how much he opened his mouth, he couldn't say a word.

He stared at Lance incredulously.

Someone walked in, picked up his cloak, and put it on behind him.

It was a young man who always had a humble look in his eyes. At this time, he changed his figure and turned into blond hair and purple eyes, just like another king.

Belloc, the king's double, why did he appear here in this attire?

...if Belloc's character is the king, what is he Luke?

Lance held the pale boy in his arms.

"Go to sleep, Your Majesty."

He stroked Luke's blond curls tenderly.

"Wake up, and we will be in our new home."

The author has something to say: When the dome of the coronation church shines the holy light——

Lance (conscientious): Do not see evil!Manually create a holy light mosaic for His Highness!

There are references to the coronation oath and order.

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