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He was certain that now was definitely not a good time to raise children.
Al said somewhat evasively, "If our child will only see his father and mother fighting and scheming against various forces in the future, I would rather he had never been born."
Upon hearing this, Satella looked away with a resentful expression, appearing somewhat sullen, as if she was quite disappointed that she couldn't have a child for her brother for the time being.
But this matter requires his support and cooperation, not just wishful thinking. If she continues to act willfully, it will not only hurt feelings but also cause everyone unnecessary trouble.
She lowered her eyes. "So, that's all you've said to me tonight, is that it?"
"May I also say 'I love you'?"
Satella turned to look at her beloved younger brother, a blush rising to her cheeks. Then, a sweet smile unconsciously curved her lips. "Don't give me that. It's like you're trying to comfort a child."
After saying that, she slipped her hands through the gap between El's arms and ribs, then tightened them into a firm hug, and couldn't help but lower her head and kiss him.
“I’m serious, sister. It seems that I’ve touched a threshold of the law because of the evolution of my authority… This is not normal, is it?” El said uncertainly, squeezing her sister’s small hand, hoping that she could give her advice from the perspective of a legendary succubus, who was always elegant and wise.
"Laws?" Satella's eyes widened slightly, looking somewhat incredulous. She had only comprehended the power of laws after advancing to the Legendary level, but he was only at the fourth level, far from even reaching the threshold of Legendary, yet he was already thinking of touching the power of laws.
The so-called laws are the underlying logic of how this world works. The more laws a creature masters, the stronger its abilities will be. In other words, the two are complementary. For example, the first demon to realize that "the abyss is void and chaos" was the infamous Abyss Lord Satan.
Satella was silent for a moment, carefully reviewing the information her brother had given her, before speaking earnestly: "I can only think of one possibility: this law originally did not belong to you, but to the previous holder of lust."
He then speculated, "It seems that this goddess is not doing well in the heavens right now. Her faith is wavering, her divine authority is collapsing, and her laws are scattered? If that's the case, it's no coincidence that her divine artifact ended up in your hands."
It is very possible that all of this was planned in advance.
“You are one of the most promising successors she has chosen, which is why she shared the artifact with you, along with one-third of the power of the Great Sin, and even a law she herself possessed.”
“Now it seems that the goddess of lust has first-rate taste and vision.” Satella smiled, her smile unconsciously full of allure, and then she reminded her brother, “Next, it depends on whether you are willing to meet her expectations.”
"Expectations for me?" El repeated.
Satella said calmly, "It's probably about rebuilding the sect, recruiting believers, constructing temples, and restoring rituals. The form isn't important; what's important is helping her overcome the crisis and regain her strength."
Of course, all of this was just her speculation.
This kind of thing is actually quite common in history. There was a story of Minerva, the goddess of wisdom and war, who lost her power after reincarnation, and then became an adventurer by chance or fate. With the help of her human companions, she returned to the heavens.
Here we must mention that since deities cannot descend to the mortal realm, it's like a living person trying to squeeze into a space smaller than themselves. Therefore, if a deity wants to have some influence on the world, such as spreading their faith and then reaping the faith power of believers, they need to resort to some extraordinary means.
One of the more commonly used methods is "divine incarnation," also known as reincarnation. A deity will be reborn as a hero of great importance in the world, and then exert some influence on the world according to his own ideas. Another method is "projection." The deity's true form exists in a higher dimension by virtue of his power. By using a method similar to the shadow projected after a light source shines on a person, he can also make a brief appearance in the world.
In addition, "choosing an agent" is also a means for the gods to interfere in the mortal world. What is an agent? As the name suggests, it is a person who acts on behalf of the gods in the mortal world. Agents are often more favored than those favored by the gods, and they can even directly share in the glory and power of the gods.
“Sister, actually, I’ve always had the idea of using the power of lust to expand my influence,” El whispered, revealing her thoughts. “What we’re doing is in line with our interests.”
"Yes, so this is the plan and scheme of a goddess."
The most brilliant strategy is to have everything planned out before others are even aware of it.
As expected, those who can become gods are no ordinary people.
El summarized that her sister believed that everything about lust so far was a scheme by the goddess Sharis, and that her own situation seemed to be precarious.
So what exactly happened to her, and what does she want me to do for her?
With this question in mind, El pulled his sister to the bedside, gently pushed her down, and then slowly climbed onto the bed. He placed his palms on her lower abdomen and moved them to both sides, supporting his sister's waist. Soon, he heard her panting breaths, rapid and impatient. Because of the position, he used his knees to press between his sister's legs, feeling that it was already wet and hot, ready to enter at any moment.
He plunged his desires deep into the mud, gently pulling them out, drawing out some desires, and then stuffing in new ones, over and over again, never satisfied.
Chapter 73 Interviewing the Apostles
The next morning, outside Al's office in the disciplinary ward,
A female prison guard named Vera, with a stunning figure and a sweet face, stood in the corridor. She took a deep breath and then knocked on the closed door in front of her.
"Please come in."
"Um, hello." Vera pushed open the door and sat down, cautiously looking at the two interviewers behind the desk. One was Gloria, who was there as a guest, and the other was naturally El.
Facing the newly appointed Special Grade Correctional Officer, who was much younger than herself, she stammered and whispered, "I am Vera. I came here because... you specifically mentioned my name to the warden?"
This matter was something she couldn't understand no matter how hard she thought about it, since they hadn't interacted much before.
The other party is a rising star, while she is just a lowly Level 2 correctional officer with no outstanding talents. How did she get conscripted?
He must have misunderstood something; Vera thought to herself, "I must explain this clearly."
El and Gloria exchanged a glance, nodded, and then El explained to her, "Yes, can I just call you Vera?"
"Ah, please go ahead."
"Well then, Vera, let me put it this way: the newly established disciplinary ward aims to provide necessary rehabilitation for incorrigible and dangerous offenders. Simply put, the method used is sexual discipline. The correctional officers working here will absorb more negative emotions and desires than those in other positions, so they will develop the ability to self-regulate and release accumulated desires periodically, which is a very important skill..."
Vera initially thought she had misheard, her lips slightly agape. "What?"
Sexual discipline?
Having grown accustomed to reading erotic novels during her school days, scenes from classic works like "Sweet Punishment ~I'm the Warden's Toilet" immediately came to mind, making one wonder whether it was a punishment or a reward.
In fact, Vera was even Satella's senior at the Royal Grammar School, but because Satella was chosen out of jealousy, their promotion and development speeds were completely different.
Al flipped through the papers in his hand. "According to the information I have, you have a tendency to masturbate excessively, and you even had symptoms of dehydration and fainting before being taken to the hospital by your colleagues."
Vera was deeply embarrassed. "Please don't bring that up again!"
Oh dear, these medical records are clearly private, so why are they on her resume? It's making her completely lose face in front of her future boss.
"This isn't a bad thing for a succubus; it means your life force is very strong." El chuckled. A lack of desire is a sign of a succubus's inner vitality withering.
Then he said seriously, "But if you don't think so, I can also help you solve your problem, for example, by using medicine to deal with your excessive desires?"
The potion is just a facade; what truly works is the basic lust-based magic—[Desire Siphon], which allows one to absorb the desire energy of a living being by touching its skin and converting it into one's own life force or magic power.
When this magic is mastered to a high level, it can be performed simply by exchanging glances.
"That would be wonderful, but, but..." Vera was somewhat surprised, but her heart was still wavering, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
"If you still have concerns, are reluctant to give up your current position, or have other reasons, you can refuse. That's okay."
The other party sounded easy to talk to, and didn't seem like a difficult boss. Vera thought about how the salary would probably be double what she used to get, and also about how her sister needed Jin Suola for her strange illness. She gritted her teeth and agreed.
"It's a pleasure working with you," El said with a relaxed expression.
"...Um, thank you."
"When you leave, could you perhaps call the next interviewee in for me?"
Vera quickly replied, "Of course."
After she left, El focused on playing with the crystal-clear jade feet on his thighs. Gloria was sitting next to him, and he knew without a doubt whose beautiful feet they were.
Gloria kept her eyes straight ahead, feeling that during the interview he was going to play with her feet and ask her to perform a footjob on him, which was really strange.
"Senior, have you ever worn stockings?" El asked casually while waiting.
"I didn't feel very comfortable wearing it," Gloria commented.
"Are you uncomfortable?" El wasn't surprised. Compared to the stockings and garters made of unknown materials provided by the system, most stockings on the market lacked elasticity. They were all made of silk, though some were made of spider silk from spider-like monsters, which were relatively more resilient.
"I'll give you a pair; remember to wear them."
Gloria nodded, then suddenly sighed softly, "Are you going to embark on a path of pursuing lust from now on, with no turning back?"
To be honest, she still prefers the time when she first met him to the time when they are together now.
"Pursuing lust isn't my only path to advancement, nor is it a one-way street," El explained earnestly. "Like this interview right now, the relationship between me and lust is actually a two-way selection..."
In his eyes, authority is not sacred. Just as a knight needs a sword, advancement to a higher level requires a corresponding path, and authority is a tool that is matched to facilitate advancement.
Just then, Hisska barged in, and seeing the scene before her, she stood there dumbfounded.
El casually pulled up his pants, retracted his penis, and his lips twitched slightly. "You should knock before you come in. It's common etiquette. Otherwise, you might bump into each other and create an awkward situation."
"No... I'm sorry, sir, I... I just... she said I could come in."
Startled by the scene before her, the bespectacled girl shook her head haphazardly and apologized, her words becoming incoherent.
"Please sit down and talk."
Hearing this, Hisska, who was still feeling remorseful for her foolish actions, felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly went forward to sit in the chair opposite the desk.
She stood with her feet together, hands on her lower abdomen, chest out and head held high, but her brown eyes shrank back, avoiding direct eye contact with El, looking every bit like a student who had made a mistake in the academy.
In reality, Hisska had graduated for many years, but she had not yet shaken off her student naiveté, nor had she become a mature, socialized succubus.
Amidst the complexities of social interactions, she chose to retreat into her simple and pure world, and remained hidden for several years. If El hadn't singled her out this time, she could have continued to hide.
El naturally repeated the same line he had used on Vera to Hiska, and also indicated that she could refuse if she didn't want to leave the library. Her reaction was calmer than he had expected.
But Hisska remained motionless, holding her breath and silent until he finished speaking, quietly awaiting her reply, and she accepted her fate like a prisoner receiving her final verdict.
I can refuse, but can I really escape it? What if I get retaliated against? And what if I get retaliated against? The prison is only so big, where else can I hide?
She was conflicted and somewhat paranoid, stubbornly believing that just because she mustered the courage to say she didn't want to, he would really be so kind as to let her go.
Faced with the rape of life, she was unable to resist and simply accepted it.
Goodbye, my dear library. Goodbye, my treasures.
Chapter 74 Instructing Subordinates
After Hisska left dejectedly, El and a yawning Gloria interviewed several other prison guards. Afterwards, the two chatted casually, discussing their future cooperation plans.
There is some overlap in functions between Gloria's solitary confinement area and the newly established disciplinary prison area. If some of the troublesome prisoners can be transferred to El's area, she herself will be happy to have some free time.
While discussing business, El hugged her thighs and kneaded them. It turned out that her beautiful thighs were indeed very captivating. Even when covered by pants, they could still show off the graceful lines and alluring charm of her legs. Her thighs were long and fleshy, while her calves were very slender, making her look very comfortable.
Gloria felt somewhat empty and idly played with her genitals with her fingers.
For her, sex is a trivial matter. She is not averse to sex, nor does she need to satisfy her emotional needs through sex. She needs a higher level of pleasure than physical desire.
I had talked to El about this before, and he said it was a sign of low energy. A succubus with low energy would find even breathing tiring, so perhaps that's true.
She gently lifted her leg, then stood up from the chair, squatted down, and took his penis into her mouth, quickly servicing him with her tongue. He always seemed to have inexhaustible energy; indeed, lust is essentially an excessive sexual desire.
After a while, El's body suddenly tensed up, and he pressed down hard on Gloria's head, which was buried between his thighs, with his hands. A large amount of his essence poured out. After absorbing the last drop of sweet bodily fluid, Gloria raised her head, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Thank you for hospitality."
……
During his spare time, El took a look back at the detention center. Most of the prisoners he used to be in charge of had now been transferred to Eileen or Yishuang, except for Anna.
During this time when El was busy with experiments and various affairs, her resistance was intense. She repeatedly expressed her desire to see her father or sister, and to meet with him in person to talk.
"I heard you haven't been doing well lately? Is there anything I can do to help?"
El greeted Anna as if she were a long-lost friend.
When Anna saw him, she gave a forced smile, her face looking haggard. Then she pursed her red lips, on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry, Mr. El, I should congratulate you on your promotion first, but I really can't help but confide some of my troubles to you. During the time you were away, my requests were not met... You promised to take care of me."
She begged him to help her.
El couldn't remember if he had ever made any promises to her before.
But whether or not, taking care of a prisoner is now an easy thing for him.
Considering Anna had previously provided him with mission rewards, El generously said, "I think I can instruct Erin and the others to try their best to meet your requests within certain limits, but your requests cannot be too excessive."
"Alternatively, you can choose to come with me and be transferred to the disciplinary ward. I can then grant you a certain degree of freedom. However, being placed in solitary confinement or undergoing disciplinary training will be recorded, and even if you behave very well later, it will have a significant impact on your sentence reduction."
"Thank you, thank you."
Ultimately, Anna chose the latter option, and under the arrangement of El and Freya, she was sent to the discipline area for disciplinary education.
……
The next day, Anna arrived in a completely unfamiliar place and had to readjust to the new environment.
Everything here made her feel depressed and confused.
The prisoners here seem to have a high degree of freedom. The cell doors are never locked, and they don't have to wear shackles when they go out. During the day, they stay in their cells and do their own thing, bleeding themselves, praying incessantly, or whipping themselves to torture themselves. At night, however, they put on beautiful uniforms, walk out of their cells, and begin to spontaneously organize night patrols.
This made Anna feel like they were a group of puppets or dolls.
Not only her, but also Vera and Hisska, who had recently started their new jobs, were very surprised and puzzled by this.
What exactly is going on with these scarlet succubi?
With some unease, they asked their superior, who patiently explained that although these succubi were an unforgivable bunch, they also had some value: they could be used to deal with other succubi who were just as bad. If done correctly, they could fight evil with evil and use bad succubi to punish other bad succubi.
In the current system, good is often used to control evil, which is a great psychological burden for kind-hearted succubi.
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