Succubus Prison

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She then asked, "How much time has passed?"

"Not long, I don't know. Anyway, I've had enough. I don't want to stay in this awful place for another second."

Meneville looked at El with a questioning look in her eyes. She had clearly noticed that something seemed to have happened to her disciple, but now was not the time to ask in detail.

The joy of their reunion was quickly overshadowed by the predicament they faced. They had traveled for seven days to get here, and even if the water elementals summoned by Lord Merlin could carry them across the ocean, the nearest supply island seemed impossibly far away.

"By the goddess above, what should we do?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, a cheerful call from a marine creature came from afar.

A group of dolphins broke through the waves and swam towards them. They skillfully darted among the floating objects and finally came to a steady stop in front of El, gently nudging him.

"It's you guys." When El saw this group of old friends, he couldn't help but smile. He knew in his heart that it was Melona who had sent her retinue after learning about his current predicament.

"Are they here to help us?" a sailor asked tentatively.

Long ago, sailors believed that seeing pods of dolphins frolicking beside their ships was a sign of smooth sailing. Dolphins often rescued those in danger at sea, so they firmly believed they were messengers sent by the sea goddess, and the appearance of pods of dolphins indicated calm seas and unimpeded voyages.

“Yes.” Al nodded, then called out to the dolphins, “Guys, go find the nearest boat, and come back to let me know as soon as you find it, please.”

The lead dolphin, an exceptionally robust one, responded, giving El a gentle nudge before leading its pod to disperse in all directions.

Captain Abbott's eyes were filled with disbelief. "You can control them without using [Animal Communication]?"

El smiled gently, "Perhaps it's because they like me."

About half an hour later, the dolphins brought back good news. Everyone's spirits lifted, and they chased after the direction the dolphins had indicated. After an unknown amount of time, the old sailor on lookout shouted excitedly, "A ship! There really is a ship! It's right ahead!"

Meneville then asked the water elementals to speed up, and sure enough, a medium-sized three-masted sailing ship appeared on the horizon. Although the ship looked a bit old, it was moving quite fast, and the sails were decorated with an emblem that looked like some kind of ferocious sea beast.

"We are saved!"

The dolphins escorted them to the vicinity of the sailboat, uttered a few farewell calls, and then sank into the sea and disappeared.

The people on the ship spotted them, lowered a rope ladder and a small boat, and soon, El and his group were rescued onto the sailboat named "Sea Beast".

Most of the crew members had a rugged and fierce appearance, and looked like they were not to be trifled with. The captain was a middle-aged man with a strong build, dark skin, and a full beard. He called himself "Old Muke". He took the initiative to greet the group of survivors of the shipwreck and warmly chatted with Abbotton.

"Brother, you're really unlucky. A man on the high seas without a ship is like a man whose wife has died. But then again, the Eye of the Storm is a graveyard for wives, hahaha!"

“You must be hungry. I’ll have the chef cook some meat for you, and some rum too.”

After saying that, Old Man went to make preparations, while Abaddon frowned and approached Menivel. From their brief conversation, he had smelled a bloody scent on the man. "Lord Merlin, these guys are not simple. We may have boarded the Shanghai Pirate Ship."

Meniver nodded and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, my disciple and I are here."

So the group went to the restaurant, and soon a large pot of steaming stew was served, with a rich aroma. Next to it was a large basket of black bread, and several sailors worked together to carry a barrel of rum.

Old Muke warmly greeted everyone: "Come on, come on, don't be shy! The mutton is freshly stewed, eat it while it's hot."

The adventurers, who had been starving for most of the day, were already ravenous and ready to dig in.

El picked up his bowl, scooped some out, and smelled it. Then, without making a sound, he poked at the tender, stewed meat in the bowl with his spoon and discovered that the texture of the meat did not seem to be mutton.

He glanced at Menivel, whose teacher was covering her mouth, her eyes filled with disgust. He knew perfectly well that there was something wrong with the meat, but at that moment the other side's first mate was still shouting, "Eat up! Why aren't you eating? This meat smells delicious!"

El put down his spoon, a smile spreading across his face. "Is this meat really lamb?"

Captain Abbotton had already sensed something was wrong and stopped the sailors and adventurers in time, saying, "Everyone, don't eat yet."

Old Muke's face instantly darkened. He sat down opposite him and sneered, "Kid, what do you mean? We kindly rescued you from the sea and treated you to good food and drink. This makes things difficult for us."

El's voice rang out calmly: "If it's difficult, then let's not do it." Then, he overturned the table, knocking over the hot soup pot on it. The scalding soup and chunks of meat splashed everywhere, all of which were poured over Old Muke's head.

"Ah! Damn it!" His screams, clearly piercing the cabin after being scalded, echoed loudly. "Chop them up! Leave the women!"

"Do it!"

With their facade completely torn off, this group of slave ships, disguised as a legitimate fleet, finally revealed their brutal nature. Swords were drawn, and the cramped ship's dining room instantly transformed into a battlefield.

Without hesitation, El drew his sword and instantly appeared in front of Old Muke, delivering a powerful downward slash. The seemingly toy-like [Beginner Wooden Sword] in his hands was no less formidable than the indestructible holy sword of a hero.

On the other side, Meneville's face was ashen. She didn't even chant; she simply raised her hand gracefully, and several water arrows formed and then accurately nailed to the thugs' palms, pinning them to the ground.

The battle broke out without warning and ended just as quickly. Overwhelmed by the adventurers' absolute strength, the seemingly ferocious slave traders crumbled like chickens and dogs in less than ten minutes.

Captain Old Muke was trampled underfoot by El, his eyes filled with terror, his face devoid of any of his previous arrogance.

"Spare me! My lord, spare me!" he begged, tears streaming down his face.

El's eyes were icy. "Speak, who are you people?"

“We are… businessmen, just doing small business.” Old Muke’s eyes flickered.

“Small business?” El pressed down slightly on his foot. “I’d like to know what kind of merchant would serve succubus meat to his guests? I think you’re clearly a rebel. This is your last chance, don’t let me crush your head.”

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! What you just said is right, we are slave traders who hunt succubi!”

Elton frowned immediately. Humans hunting succubi? That was simply a fantasy!

"You bunch of worthless scoundrels?"

"No, no, we weren't the ones who did it. We were just in charge of the slaughtering environment. There was a special slave-catching team that was responsible for capturing slaves. We just needed to cut off the good meat from the slaves and then throw the bones and internal organs into the sea to feed the fish," Old Muke explained incoherently.

A chill instantly swept over El's entire body. Without another word, he turned and left, heading towards the bottom of the hold. He had to see it for himself.

As the door was pushed open, a stench mixed with the smell of blood hit him, forcing him to cover his mouth and nose.

The scene before me was even more suffocating; it was nothing short of a slaughterhouse.

On both sides of the bulkhead were cages made of thick iron bars, inside which a dozen or so figures were huddled. They were dressed in rags and almost naked. What was most shocking was that large chunks of flesh had been gouged out from certain parts of their bodies, such as their thighs, buttocks, and even chests.

While such an injury would be fatal to a human woman, it is not fatal to a pure-blooded succubus. With proper care, it can heal itself. However, just looking at it is painful enough and enough to make one despair.

"Ugh!" This time, even the usually calm El couldn't help it and vomited violently while holding onto the cage. He hadn't eaten for several days, and his stomach was empty, so he only vomited some digestive juices.

To be honest, as a half-succubus, he didn't feel much belonging to the succubus race. Sometimes he even thought he was human, but the cruel scene before him still shocked his worldview.

Humans can actually defeat succubi? And even imprison them, butchering and selling their flesh like livestock?

This is something no ordinary slave trader could do! Succubi are born with the ability to charm humans, and they have an absolute advantage in strength, speed, and lifespan. Even the lowest-ranking succubi are not easily subdued by ordinary humans, let alone controlling such a large-scale human trafficking operation.

Behind this must lie a massive dark organization, possessing not only a well-organized armed force capable of subduing succubi, but also channels to circumvent imperial laws and regulations, and possibly even protection or tacit approval from within the imperial high command.

Who exactly is behind this horrific crime that is both anti-succubus and anti-human?

This incident also revealed to El the shocking scars beneath the seemingly powerful and unified exterior of the Succubus Empire.

Has the internal strife reached this point?

El looked at the tormented succubi, hoping to glean some useful information from them.

Chapter 168 The Silent Clash

El crouched down and asked softly, "Can you still speak? Do you remember where you came from?"

The succubus he was questioning looked very young. She slightly raised her head, and upon seeing El, a faint flicker of emotion finally appeared in her previously lifeless eyes.

“Kill…kill me…” she said weakly, “Please, help me end this suffering.”

At that moment, the same weak voices also came from the other cages:

"Please help us get out of this predicament."

"It really hurts so much I can't stand it anymore..."

"Brother, please have mercy..."

It's important to understand that while their situation was dire, succubi possessed remarkable resilience. With sufficient replenishment of their vital energy, these wounds could heal over time. However, the constant pain of having their flesh torn away, coupled with the humiliation of being treated like livestock, led them to utter despair and a desire for death.

At this point, simply living is the greatest torture for them.

El had witnessed death, faced death, and even created death with his own hands, but the hellish scene before him still filled him with immense anger. He was not a saint, and he had even felt deeply about the competition and oppression that pure-blooded succubi brought to humans in society. But at this moment, a deep-seated sympathy made him want to stand on the side of the succubi.

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that,” Al tried to keep his voice calm. “But I have another way to stop you from suffering.”

“Since you have been treated so cruelly,” El’s gaze swept over the despairing faces of his kin, and he activated the Lust-based magic [Pain Reversal]. “Then I will grant you equal pleasure as the motivation to keep you alive.”

Purple light spread from his hand, instantly enveloping the entire lower deck and gently seeping into the bodies of every succubus.

Then, a miracle happened!

The young succubus's face, contorted in agony, froze instantly. Then, as if melting snow, her expression relaxed, replaced by intense pleasure. Her body trembled violently, and she let out a long, satisfied sigh: "Ah..."

The other succubi reacted just as violently. Their tense bodies went limp, and they uttered soft moans, whimpers, or high-pitched groans. The excruciating pain of having their flesh torn apart, which had tormented them day and night, was transformed into intense pleasure that reached the depths of their souls under the influence of lust. Their bodies writhed involuntarily, their faces flushed an unnatural red, their eyes glazed and intoxicated, and they even actively touched the horrific wounds on their bodies. The suffering they had endured now seemed to have become a source of pleasure.

Outside the door, Kalia and Bella followed, and were instantly stunned by the distorted scene before them.

They could smell the blood in the air and see the dazed expressions on the victims' faces, as well as their blush-inducing moans. The scene was very strange, but they didn't know what had happened, so they turned their questioning gazes to El.

Meneville also came to the hatch. After listening to El's account of what had happened, her eyes became very complicated. At this moment, she clearly realized that the country where everyone was equal, which her former best friend had established and aimed to eliminate the hatred and grudges between the two races, now seemed to have become unrecognizable to her as time had passed.

"Teacher, why don't you all go out first? I need to clean their wounds, change their clothes, and feed them some food." Without turning his head, El looked at the group still immersed in the afterglow of the succubi's orgasm and said softly, "I want to know from them who did this!"

……

Under El's careful care, the succubi's injuries gradually improved, and they regained their sanity.

"Tell me, who did this to you?" El asked again, seeing that the time was ripe.

"It's...it's Gluttony's henchmen! We were originally Gluttony's subjects, but who knew that her henchmen would wantonly arrest our fellow citizens, not only eating them themselves, but also selling us to those perverts who like to try new things!"

The sin of gluttony, Gura!

This answer was both unexpected and seemingly reasonable. Only a powerful lord of the highest order would have the audacity and ability to organize such a horrifying trade. Moreover, Gluttony's authority is inherently related to devouring, and this act of treating succubi as livestock to extract their flesh is very much in line with Gluttony's character.

“Gluttonous Gura…” El murmured the name. “I understand. From now on, I will avenge you. Not only for you, but also for the Empire. But there is one thing I want to ask of you: once you reach the shore, no matter who you face, do not reveal my existence.”

This is not just a request, but also a way of subtly instilling psychological suggestion in them.

The succubi readily agreed, and their eyes were filled with gratitude and admiration as they looked at El.

……

A week later, the "Sea Beast" sailed into the most important naval port in the southeastern province of the empire—the Port of Raging Waves. As soon as it docked, it attracted the attention of the Imperial Navy for inspection.

When the tragic fate of those succubi was exposed to Imperial officials, the entire port of Rage was shaken! The news was blocked at the fastest speed and immediately reported to the capital via the military frequency of the communication crystal.

The report that humans hunt succubi, extract their flesh and cook them alive, and that the mastermind behind it is suspected to be the sin of gluttony, is like dropping a powerful alchemical bomb into Princess Selena's ear. Its shock is even greater than the previous riots of the common people in the Golden Palace.

"Gura!" Selena slammed her fist on the table in a fit of rage, yelling, "You fat pig who only thinks about food, how dare you extend your evil claws to our compatriots!"

This behavior is not just challenging her bottom line, but undermining the foundation of the empire. Once such crimes are exposed to the public, they may immediately ignite a conflict between succubi and humans, dragging the empire into the abyss of civil war.

Her reaction was astonishingly quick; she immediately thought of executing the first informant and the victims before slowly settling scores with Gluttony.

But the names of El and Menivel soon caught her eye. One was the beloved younger brother and fiancé of the Great Sin of Jealousy, and the other was the swordsman and mentor of her father. How could such people be executed so easily?

The princess was caught in a dilemma. In the end, she decided to let El's sister, Satella, the jealous warden of the succubus prison, investigate Gluttony. Since it was her brother who caused the trouble, it was reasonable for her, as the older sister, to clean up the mess.

So she bypassed the Senate and the council and directly ordered Satella to personally lead a secret investigation team. Upon receiving the summons, Satella rushed to Verheim Palace and learned about her brother's situation from the princess. She heard that he was restless even on vacation at the beach and had gotten himself into the center of the storm. Naturally, her first concern was his safety. She breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that her brother was safe and sound. However, she was immediately enraged by the horrific case itself, and her pink eyes turned icy cold.

"Your Highness, what do you wish me to do?"

The princess sat upright in the main seat, wearily rubbing her temples. "Lord Satella, no matter what, don't make this a public affair. Besides, there's no conclusion yet. Whether it was at Gluttony's behest is still uncertain. In any case, we must investigate thoroughly. Don't let any criminal go unpunished, nor wrong any innocent person."

“I understand,” Satella said coldly. “If all of this is true, then I will personally end this gluttonous feast. I will make sure she spends the rest of her life eating shit in prison.”

Chapter 169 Welcoming the Older Sister, Saying Goodbye to the Teacher

Upon receiving the princess's order, Satella set off immediately without hesitation, traveling from the capital to Raging Waves Harbor at top speed. Although the princess's request was for a secret investigation, Satella believed that with her brother already caught in the eye of the storm, such a secret investigation was utter nonsense. Her primary task was to ensure El's safety, and only then could she punish evil and fight against Gluttonous Gula.

When Satella, along with her four wardens (excluding Freya), arrived at the heavily guarded Raging Tide Harbor via several teleportation arrays, they happened to witness a conflict between the Adventurers' Guild Master and a Navy Commodore.

"They are heroes, whistleblowers, not criminals!" The succubus guild leader's voice boomed, filled with anger. "You have no right to detain them!"

The succubus brigadier was equally unfriendly and refused to budge an inch. "It's just assisting with an investigation. Every citizen of the Empire has an obligation to cooperate with investigations of major cases. Do you think the honor of the Adventurers' Guild is more important than the safety of the Empire? That's utter nonsense."

The atmosphere was tense. Just then, Satella, dressed in a black uniform, appeared at the door with her subordinates. She didn't even deliberately release her aura, but her status as a powerful lord of sin instantly silenced the entire room, and all the succubi's eyes were focused on her.

"Lady Satella, on behalf of Lady Lucifer, I extend to you my sincerest greetings and highest respect."

The commodore immediately recognized Satella and quickly saluted.

The guild leader also composed himself, cautiously observing the rising star of the empire before him. Perhaps she would become one of the most powerful female succubi in the empire in the future.

Satella's cold gaze swept over every succubus present, finally settling on the leader. After presenting the princess's warrant, she said calmly, "From now on, I will take over this case. Release them immediately. By the way, my brother is also in there. If he loses even a single hair, you will be held responsible."

The brigadier's expression changed. She knew that the military was full of arrogant subordinates, and even with the princess's orders, jealousy shouldn't extend its reach into the army. But under Satella's cold gaze, she finally lowered her head and yielded: "Yes, sir, I will carry it out immediately."

The guild leader breathed a sigh of relief and gave Satella a grateful look, seemingly intending to strike up a conversation with her.

But Satella didn't linger. She went straight to the VIP lounge prepared for her. Before long, she saw Al and Menivel standing beside him, who seemed unchanged over the years.