Although it seemed like several exchanges had occurred, only a few breaths had passed. After the first figure fully condensed, the second figure also materialized and became visible.
Well, I knew Succubus styles were probably diverse, but I didn't expect them to cover so much.
Alistair couldn't help but gasp as he looked at the two Succubi who had appeared nearby.
The first one to appear wasn't the one who had been dispersed before, so she was likely the reinforcement. The second one's condensation speed was always a step slower, likely a Newbie Succubus. Even so, she wasn't someone Alistair could deal with.
The reinforcement was able to provide substantial protection measures during her appearance, clearly indicating a more experienced and resourceful Succubus. This Miss Succubus looked more mature—no, she should be called a Succubus Wife (Milf). Although she was still predominantly alluring, the rich maternal aura within her proved she had children, whether biological or adopted. Only by genuinely having the intent to nurture a child could one naturally exude such a maternal aura.
Judging by the Newbie Succubus following her, that Newbie Succubus was probably the Succubus Wife's child. However, Alistair noticed some differences in their features. For example, the Newbie Succubus's horns were different. The Succubus Wife's horns were not very large, even smaller than the Newbie Succubus's, and smaller than the horns of the Miss Succubus in front of Alistair. Alistair wondered if this was due to individual variation or if the size indicated the individual's potential, but these were just his guesses.
With the complete manifestation of the other two Succubi, the Miss Succubus in front of Alistair was no longer as leisurely as before. She looked solemnly at the newcomers but noticed that while their gaze initially fell upon her, it quickly shifted to her side, becoming increasingly intense.
Following their gaze, she found their target: Alistair's 'battleship cannon.' The Succubus Wife's gaze then turned back to her, causing her to involuntarily shiver. Alistair, who was pressed close to her, could clearly feel her trembling.
Tsk, tsk. Is this the dominance of an old monster?
Alistair watched the standoff with interest, or rather, the one-sided pressure exerted by the Succubus Wife.
Alistair had already surrendered, so his mindset was completely relaxed. Whether one person was riding him or two were riding him, it was the same. Similarly, whether one drained him or two Succubi drained him, it was the same. Alistair had the Horse Talisman, so he didn't care how many people... Succubi came. This was a good chance to see if the internal effects of different Succubi were also different.
However, after watching for a while, he realized neither side seemed intent on fighting. The other party merely wanted to use her ability to suppress the Miss Succubus in front of Alistair and force her to retreat. This side had no intention of leaving, but also no desire to fight. Overall, the situation wasn't very favorable for Alistair.
Whether the Miss Succubus on his side left or the others left, Alistair would merely endure one or two draining sessions. But if all three Succubi reached a consensus, Alistair might have to sacrifice hundreds of millions, or even trillions, of lives to satisfy them. Even that might not be enough, after all, they were Succubi!
Alistair suddenly realized that although the Horse Talisman could replenish his body, his mental exhaustion was real. Although not significant, if Alistair concentrated, he could feel his mental energy being constantly depleted. This was likely an additional effect of the Succubus's control ability. The more fragile the mind, the easier it was to control. Moreover, if three took turns, it would take a long time, and if his mental energy continued to be consumed like this, wouldn't he be utterly exhausted?
He would end up with a highly vital body but a mentally exhausted mind. Even if his mind was more resilient than the average person's, he couldn't sustain this.
Alistair was becoming worried, and the Succubi in front of him seemed to genuinely be considering that option.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed in the air. A ball of pink flame suddenly appeared in the Succubus Wife's palm. The pink color within it gradually deepened, making it look incredibly powerful.
Fight! Fight!
Alistair's eyes lit up. If one could be eliminated, the time he would be drained would surely be shorter, giving him more time to rest. He could also start planning to move. At least until he returned to the countryside, he would probably have to stay at someone else's house. Otherwise, they would surely track him down again. The lack of counter-abilities against mental and soul-based powers was too fatal. Although moving wouldn't guarantee they wouldn't find him, it was better than doing nothing.
But the next thing she did stunned him. She flung the flame towards them, but the target was not the Miss Succubus on his side, but... Alistair!
What the hell? If you can't have it, destroy it?
Alistair still couldn't move, so he could only stare blankly as the flame rushed toward him. Just as Alistair was bracing himself to 'transmigrate again,' he realized the flame struck him without causing any damage. Instead, it formed a kind of outer layer, coating his body in a faint pink hue.
As Alistair curiously examined himself, he suddenly felt his body temperature rise rapidly. He became immediately hot, and his 'battleship cannon,' as if stimulated by an excitatory drug, rapidly went from semi-erect to fully erect. It looked intimidating and became harder and more powerful. Even the 'ammunition' in his 'ammunition depot' seemed to gain more potency.
Hoo~ hoo~ hoo~
Alistair felt his breathing become incredibly hot, but... he still couldn't move! This was frustrating!
Meanwhile, the two sides seemed to have reached some agreement. The Miss Succubus in front of him stopped being defensive and turned her attention fully to Alistair. The Succubus Wife pulled the Newbie Succubus's hand and walked toward Alistair's bed.
With beauties in front of him, Alistair closed his eyes. Perhaps because he couldn't move at all, the lustful fire was already beginning to erode his reason. Yet, these 'Great Ones' were still slow to take any real action, which made him very anxious.
Whoa! That feels good~
A thread of coolness came from the barrel of Alistair's 'battleship cannon.' Alistair opened his eyes and saw that the Miss Succubus and the Succubus Wife had each reached out and grabbed Alistair's 'battleship cannon.' Their hands couldn't fully encircle the barrel, but the slight coolness provided a bit of relief to the overheated cannon.
The Newbie Succubus seemed to be genuinely a pure novice. She was watching the two experienced Succubi try to cool Alistair's cannon with their hands moving up and down.
Alistair didn't know why they weren't speaking. If they spoke, he could gather some information. As it was now, he only knew there was a novice present.
Hmm?
Alistair looked at the Succubus Wife, who had stopped her movement and straightened up. She leaned closer to Alistair, bringing her breasts within centimeters of his face. Alistair felt that if he stretched his tongue, he could touch the ample breasts. She gently hooked the straps of her camisole, which barely covered her nipples, and pulled them aside.
Ploink.
Alistair thought he heard a sound like that. Then, the full, milky flesh of her breasts bounced onto Alistair's face. One of the little cherries even poked directly into Alistair's mouth.
Holy shit! Free 'Drink'!