Suddenly, the tranquillity was shattered as the heavy wooden door splintered under the force of the guards' onslaught. With a thunderous crash, they burst into the room, their armour clanking with each purposeful stride. Their eyes darted between Velian and the girl huddled in the corner, her tear-stained face betraying a sense of vulnerability.
Amidst the chaos, the girl mustered a trembling voice, her words laced with calculated desperation.
"Oh, please! Help me! This man, he...he assaulted me!" Her voice quivered, perfectly orchestrated to elicit sympathy and condemnation.
Velian's eyes widened a flicker of disbelief briefly surfacing before he regained his composure. "What is she planning? I don't think these guards can harm me, in the first place, I'm already an enemy in this kingdom, so why would she go out of her way to do this?"
"Duchess!" The guards shouted, as they quickly identified the face of the person. None of them expected to see her, with an unknown man, but right now all of them were fuming with anger.
"Send a message to his highness, this is a crime that should be punished by death," The leader-like figure of the group shouted and took his sword.
"Drop your weapons and surrender! Or else we will attack," He said and took an offensive stance.
In the midst of his struggle, Velian's thoughts momentarily turned to the girl, her role in this charade. He felt a pang of detachment, an understanding that her tears and accusations held no true power over him. She was merely a pawn, a vessel for someone else's ulterior motives.
"So, they are not working with the kingdom army or royals? Well, this is useful information," Velian thought and looked at the girl, who was still pretending to be crying.
"She could easily win an award for this acting, what a sly woman, if I was a normal citizen of this country, I would be sent to my death because of a lie,"
Velian thought and looked at the guards with anger and questioned.
"I didn't touch her, I have no reason to touch her, but yes! I tried to kill her," Velian said and took out his sword.
"Please help me!" She shouted pretending to be scared, and guards quickly charged aiming for Velian's neck. But they couldn't even touch his neck, because he suddenly sidestepped without even letting others see how he did it.
Velian's lips curled into a confident smile. It was a smile that carried a touch of amusement, a glimmer of self-assurance that danced in his eyes. He stood tall, unwavering, as if he had anticipated this very moment.
"Is this all you have to offer?" Velian's voice rang out, a blend of mock surprise and quiet amusement. "I expected a greater challenge."
The guards, initially taken aback by Velian's audacity, quickly regained their composure. Their faces twisted with anger, and their determination reignited. They had underestimated the man before them, and now their pride demanded retribution.
With a swift motion, Velian gracefully sidestepped the first guard's attack, a mere flicker of movement. A bemused chuckle escaped his lips as he effortlessly disarmed his assailant, sending the weapon clattering to the floor.
"You'll have to try harder than that," Velian taunted, his voice dripping with condescension.
Undeterred, the remaining guards pressed their advantage, their strikes coming in rapid succession. But to Velian, their movements were sluggish, predictable. With each attack, he effortlessly evaded their blows, his body moving like a well-choreographed dance.
His smile widened as he seized the opportunity to strike back, delivering a swift and precise counterattack. A guard stumbled backwards, clutching a wounded arm, while another crumpled to the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief. The balance of power had shifted, and it favoured Velian.
"Is this the extent of your skill? With how much you were boasting, I thought you will kill me with a single punch," Velian's voice dripped with sarcasm. "I must say, I expected a more formidable challenge. Alas, it seems I overestimated you."
The remaining guards exchanged uneasy glances, their confidence waning. Velian's ease in overpowering them rattled their resolve, undermining their faith in their own abilities. Doubt began to gnaw at their determination, their initial bravado withering under the weight of their impending defeat.
"Just like she said, even without the help of the cells, you are equally powerful as her, you should be erased from our plans," The woman got up with her eyes looking rather dangerous.
eaglesnov?1,сoМ "I will do it for my lady, she will be the only one who will triumph from all this, you will suffer a fate worse than death," She said and her body suddenly started getting more demonic.
But unlike what is normally considered demonic, it only increased her appearance giving her the looks of a sex demon, that is ready to suck the vitality of several men.
"Even though you're powerful, at the end of the day, you're a man, as long as you have working libido, you won't be able to resist my charm, so come and embrace me, my dear enemy," She said activated her charm causing all the ken in the room to ejaculate at once, but those who did ejaculate died on the spot without even getting a second chance to realise what happened to them.
"What are you- Kuhh~ I can't," Velian kneeled on the spot making the woman laugh while licking her lips, and seeing the delicate and handsome man in front of her she couldn't help but feel it was a chance for her.
"Now that I look at you, aren't you a cutie? Once insuck out your power, I will make you my concubine, don't worry, I will treat you like a prince, since you look like one,"
Velian looked at her with his eyes half open and questioned.
"What are you?"
"Me? I'm the duchess who serves my princess with my whole heart, although I'm a Demonic Succubus now, you might have seen Demonic Vampires, Demonic Imps, and Demoinc Mermaids, but I'm the one and only Demonic Succubus that will send you into a trance with my pussy,"
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