When Brunos told Morrin to leave, she thought it was a part of his revenge. That he was maybe trying to arouse hope in her only to break it in seconds. That's why she was reluctant to follow his orders. But when she found herself out of his room, out of the crimson castle and its perimeters, she couldn't help but shed tears of joy as she ran away.
She had no destination in mind. She even didn't care. All she was thinking of was what could have been the motive behind his mercy. Would she endure the humiliation of looking him in the eyes?
From the moment they met, her attitude toward him had only been negative. Why did he spare her life? Did he do it to teach her a lesson? She remembered elbowing him, insulting him and badmouthing his manhood.
'Oh devils!'
She didn't know whether to feel happy or sad.
'No! I must feel happy. At least now mom has me. At least I'm still alive. It could have been worse if Brunos was like Fellene.'
The thought of Fellene made her feel like vomiting. He is the one who sent her to kill Brunos. When she told him she didn't want to, he blackmailed her using her mom. Who would have thought he would be the one trying hard to get her killed?
She remembered Brunos's words. "No! She stays!"
'Brunos,' she told herself as she sat on the grass. 'I would have died if it wasn't for you. I don't know what you want, but whatever it is, I will try my best to have it served on your plate.'
She whipped the tears off her face using the back of her hand, and that's when the Crimson Castle came into her view. It was awe-inspiring to look at that city of pointy houses from the Valinan mountain—this mountain was her favorite spot to shed tears. However, now the tears were different. She surely was sad for betrayal, but none of her tears she would waste on such a thing.
It was something normal to face unfairness and injustice in the Succubi Realms; especially someone like her who had no noble blood in her veins. Her hard work and strength meant being a more-useful-tool for the nobles.
That's why she was shedding joyful tears. For the first time in her lifetime, a noble had shown some pity. Maybe Brunos had other intentions. But Whatever they were, she didn't care. The important thing was being alive.
"Thank you, Brunos. Thank you!" She said aloud staring at the Crimson Castle. Hearing at her, you wouldn't tell if she was laughing or crying. Mixture.
At that moment, she saw Fellene going toward the teleportation site.
Her eyes stared at him with fear and fury at the same time. Would he let her alone after what had happened?
Inside Brunos's room, Fellene had tried to talk to her telepathically. Not knowing what to tell him, Morrin denied him the access to her mind. One of fobbiden things.
"Don't worry!" she told herself. "The important thing is you're alive."
Now that Fellene had teleported away, she had no one else to be afraid of. She slowly made her way down that mountain. Only sleep could take away her worries and give her strength to face the humiliation of the day to come.
***
Brunos was no more surprised by seeing strange things in these realms.
He had decided to take bath after feeling sleepy, and he could only use splendid to explain how he saw the bathtub. How else could he name the statues of lion-like creatures spitting out water?
They were as yellow as lions he knew, with fury and everything like he knew, but with a twist to make them demons. That is a thin horn on their forehead and sharp protruding canines.
The glass wall on the side opposite to the door was giving a modern vibe, the climbing colourful flowers around that wall giving a romantic one, the succubus paintings on the other walls giving it a medieval tune. It was like being on a candle date both in modern times and medieval at the same time.
He could find this room in his memories. It was indeed Brunos's room when he was a king. But it wasn't decorated like this back then. He only valued wine and darkness. Maybe Valeria was the one who brought life to it.
He would have called the maids to help him bath if he wanted. But he himself didn't know how he looked like. He was sure of a surprise waiting for him let alone the lustful maids.
That being the case, he slid his pale hands into the water. He was relieved to find warmth inside. If there is something he hated back on earth, cold bath was its name. He then grabbed handfuls and washed his sleepy face.
He had been wearing the same clothes for 200 years straight. Now was the time for a change. As he removed the black metal protectors from his shoulders, his mind reminded him that what he was wearing was an armor, and he found it ridiculous to have slept in them that night.
Was he that exhausted?
Following was a red clothing that covered his manly chest. It made him look like batman. He hadn't thought about his wings, but he was sure with them and that clothing, he was a real bat.
He couldn't stop 'what the Fuck' exclamation when he removed his black trousers. It's not the sliver chains on them or what he would call a high quality silk that made them, but the guy they had been hiding.
He was pale, scary like a dragon, and he could tell he was three times the one he had while on earth, not to mention that he wasn't erect. If that was what took Lilyard's virginity, has his little Morgan ever sastified her?
But Lilyard wasn't as tall and huge as the girls inside the realms. Maybe she had reduced her size to match his. When he thought of that, the brightness returned to his face, chasing away a frown that had been climbing it as a liana.
Now he was holding that dragon with his left hand, his right one throwing his trousers near the cowboy-like boots he had been wearing. Shorts were attached to the trousers. There was nothing left to remove except climbing into the bathtub.
Unfortunately, the thought of how that dragon would look like when enraged kept disturbing him.
'Should I call for a maid?'
He shook his head and climbed into the bathtub.
'If it will always be like this, I think I will have to bath everyday.'
Soon after, he stood in front of a mirror and studied his features. His blue eyes were wide open. Who wouldn't be in awe?
If it was not for his pale skin, he would be resembling a statue of a strong warrior. In memories, Brunos didn't have a pale skin. Maybe it was the effect of living inside the Miracle Pot for all those years.
'Is this how being handsome feels like?'
He compared his two bodies. He now was about 1.97 m tall. Not lanky. Wide shoulders, chiseled abdomen and pumped chest.
'Oh yes!'
***
"Brunos!" Called Lilyon as soon as he stepped into their room. It was almost morning and he was there to see if they were ready to accompany him at Pergus valley.
He knew the system wanted him to kill a pergus all alone. But he couldn't go alone. Who would guide him?
"Is she alright?" Brunos asked, hugging both Lilyon and Eleanor. He could feel his dragon waking as their breasts blushed against his skin. Dirty thoughts again.
"She is breathing. Still unconscious."
"That's impossible!"
Brunos rushed to a large bed where the Petite lay immovable. He was worried that she might have been injured severely.
"Hey!"
He gently touched her shoulders and started shaking her. "Hey!"
"I'll go bring the physician."
"Hurry!"
Before Lilyon could reach the door, the Petite eyes shot open.
"Lilyon, wait! She's awake."
The Petite looked at him as if he was an alien. Did she hit her head and forget? Fortunately, her face started brightening a bit by bit as she remembered him.
For the first time, Brunos saw her smiling before hugging him like a person who haven't met her lover for years.
"You mentioned a dimmention tunnel yesterday," said Brunos after making sure that the Petite was fine. "How does it work?"
Lilyon and Eleanor exchanged confused glances before answering. "It takes you into another dimension then back to your dimension but in your destination."
"It's like a portal," added Eleanor.
"Is it too fast compared to flying?"
"Of course!" Answered Eleanor. "It only takes seconds to reach the cave."
Brunos tried to recall how much time they used to reach Pergus valley from the cave. "So it's only some minutes?"
"Yes!" Now it was Lilyon. "But why do you ask?"
"Cause I'm going there tonight."
She raised her eye brow. "To do what?"
"To kill a Pergus."
"He he! Are you crazy? Haven't you seen how strong a Pergus is?"
Brunos stepped closer to her. "Don't you know how strong you're? It's not going to be your first time killing it. Besides, here are Eleanor and the Petite to help us."
Instead of answering him, Lilyon stared at him with admiration before gulping and saying, "Taking bath has changed you especially your hair."
"Do you like it?"
"Yeah! Black hair is rare in these realms."
"Does it mean you agree to go with me?"
"Brunos, I would like to. But I don't have enough lust to fight a pergus. When mom left five years ago, the pain of loosing her took away my determination. I couldn't endure the pain of becoming strong. That's why I avoided anything that would activate my lust. My powers to be clear."
"Activate it then!"
"It's not that easy." She thought for a while and continued. "But there's..."
Brunos gave her a questioning look when she stopped talking.
Lilyon gulped and said, "Sex! Having sex is the only easy and fast way."