Opportunities don't wait for anyone, and once you miss it, you can't regret it.

It's not always a chance to meet a master who can change your fate, and Lodaia is convinced that Jory is just that. As a spy lurking behind enemy lines, it is an act of betrayal to want to leave her duties behind, and Lodaia will not tell the leader of the demon camp about her will, but if it is Jory, Lodaia still has a chance.

In any case, Lodaia and Jory had met a few times, had eaten at the same table, belonged to the same camp, and were both disguised as humans, but never in the same bed...... Maybe Jory will help her for the sake of a few face-to-face encounters? With no way out but unwilling to give up, Lodaia had no choice but to try to meet Jori.

If there was no way out of Jory, Lodaia gave up completely.

An outsider was peeping here, and Lodaia's long hair covered her lips, and she pleaded in a low voice: "I only have one wish, let me take off my duties as a spy and continue to stay in the city of Mizuki, please......"

"Oh?" Jory turned in surprise and faced Lodaia head-on.

This elongated question was like a rope around Lodaia's neck, and the oppressive atmosphere seemed to be able to hang her up and suffocate at any time.

Jory's fingertips struck the back of her chair, a slow-paced thump that hit Lodaia's heart again and again, and she saw one of Jory's hands reach for her. Her eyes widened, and Lodaia watched as Jory's hand reached for her arm, but she didn't have the courage to dodge.

Then, under the stunned gaze of Lodaia, Jory actually took her hand, pulled her to his lips, and kissed her.

Luo Daiya, who was in turmoil in her heart, had forgotten what to do, and let Jory take her hand and kiss it, and Lodaia even felt the temperature transmitted by Jory's lips in the white gauze gloves.

What is he going to do. Won't it ......

Lodaia would rather Jory color her body. Desire, if that's the case, it's simple, at most Lodaia accompanies him a few times, maybe she can please him. It's easier to fulfill your wishes, and as long as you're done, Lodaia can forget all about it and act when nothing happened.

But Lodaia's vision didn't come true, and Jory kissed Lodaia's hand to kiss her at all. Lodaia suddenly felt a pain in the back of her hand, as if two spikes had pierced the skin on the back of her hand, and she could even clearly feel the blood in her body flowing down where Jory had bitten.

The pain was actually nothing, and to Lodaia's shock, when Jory released her mouth, there were only two small holes in the back of her hand. There was not a trace of blood, and the skin exposed from the small hole was also intact, except for a little blood stain on the gloves.

Putting down Lodaia's hand, Jory's spring-like smile made Lodaia feel a thrill that she couldn't express in words. Such a smile, and his soft eyes. Lodaia only felt that her wish had come true too quickly to make her feel unreal...... Jory: Did this mean that he agreed?

Wiping his lips, Jory leaned back in his chair, and he said meaningfully: "Didn't you marry the lord of Mizuki City earlier, stop thinking nonsense, since you are already married, you should be someone else's wife." ”

Remembrance of Blood. Jory got the memories of the other party from the blood of a living person by relying on it. And what makes Jory sigh is that this real body looks like the wind. The wild pure-blooded succubus actually has a special affection for the human lord she uses as a protective color.

She didn't just want to get rid of her identity as a spy, from her blood, Jory also read her desire to stay with that human lord forever.

Jory uttered a hint that only Lodaia could understand. After his simple words, almost immediately after, the skull crest on Lodaia's right arm became hot, and she clearly saw her own crest and popped up a new command. Blood-colored instructions.

[Pure-blood succubus, Lodaia. Olen, from now on, freedom will be restored, and there will be no restriction on the area of stay, and those who interfere with their personal freedom will die! 】

Isn't it too easy for wishes to come true......

The bloody command that suddenly popped up in her mind made Lodaia wonder, isn't there any price......

"Bang!"

The door of a room behind the two of them was suddenly pushed open.

I saw Enola, who was dressed in strict clothes, walked out coldly, and as soon as she went out, she looked at Lodaia with an indifferent gaze.

Inuora, the real body of Lodaia's succubus, had seen it, and she and Lodaia had been in face-to-face contact at the beginning, but the situation was special at the time, so it was not suitable for hands. When they met again today, Enola exuded the aura of a human hero, and her heavy footsteps slowly approached the two people on the bench. When Enola came to Jory's side, when Enola looked at Jory sitting on the bench, her cold face melted in an instant, or should it be said that she was in front of Jory at the moment, and she couldn't lift her indifferent demeanor.

As soon as he saw Enola's unkind look, Jory knew that she didn't like Lodaia. Standing up, Jory turned towards the house as usual, and he whispered to the two women behind him: "Don't get excited, there are people on the roof, let's go into the house and talk about ......"

When he entered the house, Jory did not close the door, and after welcoming two women with different thoughts, he sat down at the table by himself.

Glancing at the large bed, which still had scattered traces, Lodaia wisely lowered her head and didn't pay much attention to the marks on the bed.

Looking at Lodaia with a cold look at her head down, Enola came to Jory's side, she leaned on the dining table and folded her arms, and asked in a flat voice: "Lodaia, do you have something to do with my husband?" ”

In the past, Enola used to call Jory by his first name, and it was rare to call Jory her husband in front of Lodaia at this time. Obviously, Enola was announcing to Lodia that Jory was her man, and told Lodaia to stay away from Jory.

It's not that Enola is small-minded, no matter which woman it is, she won't ignore it when she sees her man kissing a woman's hand intimately.

Through the crack in the door just now, Enola felt very uncomfortable when she saw him kissing the back of Lodeya's hand. But at least Enola was a sane woman, and her displeasure was not expressed in words, and she still called Lodaia the lord's wife, not a succubus when she opened her mouth.

If you look back at the scene in the inner world, without Lodaia's fanatical deduce Jory's identity, Enola would not have bumped into Jory's true face, and without the impetus that Lodaia paid, maybe the two of them would not have pierced the window paper until now.

It is also because of this relationship that Enola has to thank her.