Seizing the opportunity to praise herself, Seraphina puffed out her chest, hand raised to her mouth as she performed her characteristic, “Oh-hohohohohoho~!” laugh before proceeding on to explain, “It’s common knowledge that all Overlords possess the ability to examine their potential underlings’ status. How else would we know if someone was useful or not~?”
Rubbing his nonexistent chin, Vahn muttered, “I see…” with a thoughtful glimmer in his eyes. If what Seraphina said was true, it meant he would obtain a similar ability so long as he obtained the title of Overlord. He had already gained a number of skills since his arrival on Blood Parch so it made sense that the ability to view status could be obtained in a similar manner.
As that thought crossed his mind, Vahn startled Seraphina by promptly asking, “How does one go about becoming an Overlord? I’m guessing the most common method is to steal the title from an existing Overlord, correct…?”
Somehow misinterpreting his words, Seraphina used her hands to cover both her breasts and the front of her skirt as she averted her blushing face to the side and nervously asked, “W-W-What are you thinking about doing?”
Deadpanning in response to Seraphina’s words and behavior, Vahn shifted his attention to the Law of Identity. She had manifested out of thin air the moment he started thinking about her, and, after transforming into Seraphina, she gladly revealed, “She believes you won’t kill her so the only way to take her Overlord title is to conquer her heart or force her to submit. She might not look like it, but her mother was a Succubus and her father was an Orc Lord. In other words, she is suuuuuper horny, like, all the time.”
“Well, that would explain why she behaves like she has a few screws loose…”
Though she was currently having all kinds of lewd thoughts, Seraphina’s pointed ears perked up the moment she heard Vahn’s words. She wasn’t quite sure what he said but her women’s intuition told her it wasn’t very polite. Thus, despite his previous warning, she brandished her dual pistols out of thin air before rapid-firing them as she shouted, “What did you say, you…you Prinny…!?”
Since she didn’t really know any insults more sophisticated than comparing a person to a Prinny, Seraphina ended up calling out Vahn’s race. This left the latter with the same deadpan expression as he easily evaded more than twenty shots before getting clipped in the wing.
Seeing a *43* appear above Vahn’s head, Seraphina ended up freezing in place as a sudden and intense foreboding welled from within her chest. Despite this, a ruddy hue began to spread through her cheeks as she promptly put away her weapons and offered a cutesy, “Teehee~” before sending a tiny pink heart his way with a wink.
With the color of his body shifting from a navy blue to pale gold, Vahn appeared behind Seraphina in less than an instant. For a brief moment, there were even two versions of his Prinny form, the first providing a suitable distraction while the second crossed his flippers and uttered, “Vahn Style Secret Technique – Dragon Punishing…!”
Using one of the skills he had developed during the three years he spent with Ureko, the inside of Vahn’s flippers glowed with a rainbow hue as he executed a ninety-nine hit combo on Seraphina’s largely exposed butt cheeks. This happened so quickly that the pink-haired Succubus couldn’t even exclaim her surprise by the time he was winding up the final slap, his right flipper growing to more than twice its usual size as he prepared a backhand strike, adding, “Vahn Style Ultimate Skill – Pain Inversion…!”
Just as the pain was about to reach Seraphina’s brain, her entire nervous system spontaneously lit up like the grand finale of a firework festival. This caused her eyes to immediately roll towards the back of her head, but, no matter how badly it wanted to shut down, her brain continued to light up as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure surged through her body.
By the time Seraphina returned to her senses, nearly twenty minutes later, she found herself lying in a rather sizeable puddle, a dazed look in her eyes as she gazed at the ocean of stars visible beyond the Pocket Netherworlds artificial atmosphere. She had no words to describe how she currently felt, as, rather than shame or embarrassment, she felt a strange mixture of relief and several other hard to describe emotions.
Just as Seraphina was thinking about how she might convince Vahn to become her personal Prinny Masseur, an instinctual shiver, followed by an intense heat, spread through her body as she felt her legs pried open. Looking down, she found a golden-skinned Prinny staring at her with vibrant azure eyes, and, though it shouldn’t be possible due to the restrictions placed on them as a species, there was an impossibly large object resting on her most delicate region. It was almost too big, too thick, too long to be a penis, but, thanks to her instincts as a Succubus, Seraphina could recognize it as a penis nonetheless…
Unlike the other Realms, which generally frowned upon interspecies relationships, the Netherworld was a place where love between various races blossomed like an explosion. It could happen at any time and anywhere, and, more often than not, it left only devastation in its wake. Seraphina’s father was a black-skinned Orc Lord, a creature most people would find utterly disgusting. In spite of this, her mother still loved him, and, though they were currently feuding, Seraphina cared deeply for the monster who had doted upon her for the first seventeen-hundred-years of her existence.
Realizing this, Seraphina began to feel a little homesick, but, at the same time, the fire in her body developed to the point that it felt like her insides would turn to ash if she didn’t act, Thus, despite disdaining Prinnies alongside virtually every resident of the Netherworld, she adorably pushed up her hips before reaching around her thighs to spread herself open. Then, just as Vahn’s impossibly large meat rod was about to pierce her from bottom to top, a shudder passed through Seraphina’s body as the person she envisioned piercing her like a meat skewer leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “April Fools…” in an impassioned tone of voice…
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: ‘The byproduct of an Orc and a Succubus…dear god…’,’Vahn breaking out the secret techniques o_o…’,’Oh my…’)
