NOVEL NEXT chapter 251
Chapter 251. The Nun Targeted by Many
When Hilda followed Belinda away, she figured she was probably done for, destined to be locked away in a room.
So she was being helped up by Belinda with a reluctance to move.
She wasn’t even looking where she was going, just staring down, thinking about whether she could find an opportunity to escape.
“…Okay, Clothilde is gone.”
“Huh?”
But Hilda didn’t need to worry about escaping anymore because Belinda suddenly said something very strange in her ear.
Then, before Hilda could even ask anything, Belinda actively released her hold, freeing the hands that had been supporting and restraining her body.
“Belinda, you…”
Only then did Hilda realize they’d reached a dark alley between two brothels.
As for Clothilde, she’d probably already vanished into another street.
This made her feel very bewildered.
Could it be that Belinda was also an incubus/succubus?
“I’m not Belinda, this form is just a disguise.”
And in order to clear up Hilda’s unnecessary misunderstandings, ‘Belinda’ directly changed her appearance in front of her.
From a nun with long, flaxen hair to a black-haired older woman in a gorgeous dress.
The only thing that remained was that aura, which she’d been radiating since the beginning, of seeming to be in some kind of anger.
That expression felt like she was suppressing something.
But even so, she gave off a terrifying feeling, with the presence of an important person.
Having been a nun for more than fifteen years, Hilda was certain that this person wasn’t Belinda, because even Belinda didn’t have such a frightening gaze.
“Ah, are… is there something I can do for you?”
Overwhelmed by the other woman’s presence, Hilda didn’t know what to do, and she could only cautiously try to figure out what the other woman wanted.
Though it felt like she’d saved her, wouldn’t it have been fine to just let her go?
Why is she staring at her like that, without a word?
“…What’s the matter? Of course it’s helping you turn Clothilde into a succubus, otherwise, what do you think someone as horny as you right now could possibly do?”
‘Lilith’ didn’t hide her disdain for Hilda, impatiently hugging her chest, making her already ample bosom even more prominent.
“Really? But… how exactly do we do it?”
Being treated so forcefully by ‘Lilith’ did make Hilda feel a little uncomfortable, but the fact was she’d been saved by her, and she seemed capable.
So Hilda couldn’t worry about her own feelings and quickly looked at the mysterious woman, hoping for her help.
“Hmph, direct combat is stupid. What you need to do is exploit Clothilde’s belief in the church. You’re almost thirty and you don’t even understand something like this?”
‘Lilith’s’ attitude was like a rose, with sharp thorns, not hiding her contempt for Hilda.
“I see, use her faith… Right! You said you can change your appearance, right? So can you become Clothilde?”
To make Clothilde fall and enjoy pleasure with her, Hilda didn’t care about being despised by a stranger she’d just met.
Succubi were creatures like that; they didn’t care about dignity, their pleasure was something humans wouldn’t understand.
Having seen the woman before her change from ‘Belinda’ to ‘Lilith’, Hilda came up with a great idea.
That was to have ‘Lilith’ change into Clothilde’s form.
If Clothilde saw that even when she wasn’t there, another version of her was taking her place.
Hilda thought that Clothilde would feel like her place had been stolen, so even if she abandoned everything and fell to be a succubus enjoying pleasure, it wouldn’t matter, right?
Yes, that’s right! That’ll definitely work!
Too bad whether Hilda thought it would work didn’t matter; it had to work for ‘Lilith’.
Hearing her suggestion, ‘Lilith’ directly refused, without a word.
“I can’t. I can’t change into Clothilde’s form, because she’s actually being watched by the ‘Evil God’. My appearance would only make the Evil God interfere even more, and then you and I would both become the Evil God’s toys.”
When ‘Lilith’ said this, her expression was very serious, not like she was lying.
And so Hilda got a fright.
So, so the one who can satisfy virgin Clothilde is an Evil God!
But wasn’t the Evil God sealed away a long, long time ago for losing to the Goddess?
If the other party is an Evil God, how am I supposed to tempt Clothilde to fall under the Evil God’s nose…?
Suddenly, she thought maybe she should just give up.
Hilda started to back down.
“…Though I can’t directly interfere with Clothilde, you don’t need to be so afraid. Go find Horace. That guy will help you.”
Just when Hilda was thinking of giving up, ‘Lilith’ spoke again, and even mentioned a name that Hilda never imagined she would hear from her.
“Horace? You mean Lord Horace, the bishop of the Water City?”
“That’s right, he has the same intense possessiveness towards Clotilde. If you two are together, you shouldn’t fail to capture her, right? Remember, you absolutely must make Clotilde’s reason vanish, turn her into a low-level l*st-driven succubus!”
For some reason, ‘Lilith’ seemed to desperately want Clotilde to fall into succubus-like depravity.
She clearly spoke with a fierce sense of discontent.
Hilda was curious about this but didn’t dare to ask.
In the end, she could only offer her thanks and bid farewell.
She planned to change into plain clothes, evade Clotilde’s gaze, and then go to the Water City to see Horace.
Anyway, Clotilde turning into a succubus companion was what she hoped for, it wouldn’t be bad for her.
As Hilda quickly disappeared from sight, the look of barely suppressed displeasure on ‘Lilith’s’ already unattractive face didn’t ease.
“…Lady Agnes, is it really okay to just watch from the sidelines? That woman isn’t one of ours, but she could be recruited, couldn’t she?”
Appearing next to ‘Lilith’ in place of Hilda was none other than the cow-girl that Clotilde had encountered before.
However, the cow-girl was now wearing less revealing clothes and her expression was exceedingly cautious, almost as if she was facing a high-ranking leader.
But of course, that was to be expected. The woman in front of her, with her ever-changing abilities, was one of the four great demon generals, the Slime Queen – Agnes.
She was a demon leader of equal rank with that tentacle-wielding, highly intelligent Demon General, Allen.
If not for the current Demon King, both Allen and Agnes would have had the qualifications to become Demon Kings themselves.
Facing such powerful figures, a weak cow-girl like her naturally had to be more humble and respectful.
“…There’s no need. The succubus, a race that lacks teamwork and is selfishly extreme, is just good for exploiting. There’s no need to get too deeply involved with them.”
“That’s true. Succubi are indeed too free-spirited. As expected of Lady Agnes.”
When her leader replied like that, the cow-girl didn’t think much of it, smiling wickedly, and bowed her head humbly to ‘Lilith’.
–Ah, there’s definitely no need to help the succubi, because it’s all their fault that I haven’t been able to do ‘it’ with ‘him’ lately! Succubi, just like dragons, should all just vanish!
Although ‘Lilith’ didn’t voice these words, her murderous gaze said everything.
She wouldn’t let anyone who dared to steal what was hers get away with it!
Absolutely not!
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PS. This is today’s third chapter, I’ll keep updating tomorrow.