That evening, I brought back two prostitutes.

Bring two, fortunately when Rachel really kills one, there is an alternative plan. My former disciple has done this, and I am already quite interested. Rachel nodded expressionlessly and walked into the room with the young one.

I looked at the closed door and couldn't help but wonder if he liked the type just now or just picked one randomly. In the past, Rachel did not show any preference for any type, and I have no way of judging his preferences. Oh my god, who would have thought that one day I would pimp him? This is so funny that I can't help but laugh.

You look so happy, "asked another prostitute named Jenny, teasing me with a pout." Why don't we do something that would make you happier

Mine, "I pointed to the door," my younger brother is coming of age tonight, and of course I'm happy

Oh, is the handsome guy only coming of age tonight? "She covered her mouth and laughed." Your younger brother must be very shy

Little white hair, lack of confidence. "I followed her words and fabricated, putting on a good older brother's face.

The disguise technique covered up the demonic features belonging to Rachel, and also obscured the hostility emanating from him. After handling it this way, at first glance, he looks like a gloomy young man with a bit of bookish aura, similar in age to me now. It's okay to take advantage of him and call him 'little brother'. I took one last glance at the closed door and walked upstairs with Jenny chatting and laughing.

Rachel's bedroom is in the basement, and upstairs is the living room and my room. I didn't get along with Jenny, I just chatted with her in the living room to prevent any unexpected incidents at Rachel's place. This decision was very wise. Just five minutes later, he ran up the stairs with his bare clothes and a poker like expression.

No, "he said mechanically," the energy intake of succubi is not limited to contact with bodily fluids and mucous membranes. Its operating mechanism is essentially related to magic and soul fluctuations. Whether the climax of the participants will undergo a special transformation has not been verified, but it cannot cause any impact under a fixed mental state

I immediately cast a charm spell on Jenny, and her expression changed from confusion and nervousness to a blank.

Wait, what are you saying? "I looked at the mentor who behaved like a demon and felt a slight headache.

As a participant in the experiment, after removing all interference, I can directly draw a conclusion, "Rachel said without any fluctuations." The Marklin succubus research theory has a huge fallacy. When the succubus' mental state is solidified by magic, it cannot absorb energy through sexual intercourse

Have you tried it? "I asked," Is that young lady still alive

I haven't engaged in sexual activity yet, but as the succubus in this experiment, I was able to realize at the first moment when female human number one came into contact with me through the oral mucosa that energy absorption was not possible. There was no need to continue wasting time on this, "Rachel said." She's alive, sleeping spell

Solidification of mind is a spell commonly used by mages for demanding experiments or for battling monsters that derive strength from emotions. These spells can calm the recipient's emotions like a demon statue, transforming their mental state from a living organism to a construct. They can make you feel like you're out shopping for groceries when facing a fearful demon.

It is very useful, but not favored by advanced mages. Grand mages can control their emotions themselves, but at the level of advanced mages, many spells are associated with things such as spirit, emotions, and soul. Cheating with solidified minds can have various effects on spells. Now it seems that it also conflicts with the energy intake of succubus. Using this to resist demons is a new idea.

But.

Who would impose a fixed mindset on themselves when they go to bed?! "I couldn't help but shout.

Go to bed? Does this pleasant and relaxed physical communication environment impose a fixed mindset on oneself? Will applying this spell during operation make people feel that 'the world is a scumbag and life is meaningless'? Can it still harden with this? Treating going to bed as fighting against the demon of fear, this guy has never had sex with anyone before, right?!

Rachel's face was expressionless, and the spell effect was not satisfactory, so of course he couldn't make an expression.

I tried to break the spell for him, but found that I couldn't. It was definitely an enhanced version he had improved himself, and the effect was amazing. Even he himself couldn't break it, he had to wait for the effect to pass. We stared wide eyed and remained silent for an hour under the watchful gaze of the seductive prostitute.

Thank goodness, the spell effect is only one hour. Before the next hour started, Rachel's expression loosened, like ice thawing. An obvious annoyance and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. I tactfully pushed Jenny and gave the order for her to initiate a fight with Rachel.

There is a large sofa chair in the living room, which I bought from the nearby market after coming here. It is quite comfortable and there is absolutely no problem lying down for two people. Under the charm effect, Jenny rubbed towards Rachel in a daze, and in her arm, my mentor froze like a slate.

It was like a female dark elf preparing to devour and plunder the weak and weak elementary school students who unfortunately passed by the territory. Seeing Rachel's appearance, I not only wanted to stand for a while, but also wanted to use magic to commemorate it. First, I would screen it at the graves of all my classmates in the past (oh, those who were sold to the devil seem to have no graves), and then pass it on as an inheritance to future generations. Unfortunately, if I continue to watch, Rachel will blame me. I put away my regretful feelings, politely waved my hand, and prepared to leave the living room.

Stop right there

I stopped, turned my head, and Rachel broke free from Jenny's armband, unquestionably ordering, "You stay

I waited for an explanation or further command, but there was nothing. The air was filled only with the gasps of prostitutes, as well as the barely audible breaths of Rachel.

I really want to laugh because my mentor is using meditation breathing techniques - attempting to enter meditation, while the plump prostitute is undressing his pants. Jenny wildly pushed Rachel onto the sofa chair. He was too stiff and bounced hard on the surface of the chair. If it weren't for the chair being too soft, this unprotected posture could have made him dizzy and disoriented.

I walked over, leaned on the back of the sofa chair, propped my cheeks and looked at Rachel. He was originally staring at the ceiling, but when he noticed me approaching, his gaze turned and he stared at me with an unfriendly look that made his skin ache.

Shall I still go out? "I suggested.

Shut up, "he said," stand still

What an unreasonable guy.

I have seen many faces immersed in sexual activity, and Rachel is not one of them. Anyone with long eyes can tell that his current mood has nothing to do with enjoyment. The prostitute was making waves on him, and he was meditating there, his entire body in a non violent and uncooperative state - in other words, there was no reaction below. How disgusted is this with having sex? I was murmuring in my heart, but I kindly decided to help him.

I asked Jenny to stop playing tricks and get straight to the point. Regardless of whether she is gay, heterosexual, transgender, or asexual, there should always be some reaction when a certain part is directly stimulated. Rachel clenched her teeth in an attempt to prop up her upper body. I walked around to the front of the chair, knelt down halfway, and reached out to press Rachel back, covering his eyes.

It's okay, it doesn't hurt. Start early and finish early, "I coaxed the child." Don't look there, think of something you like, like

I was stuck for a moment, I really can't think of what he likes. Think about his book? Is it useful?

Rachel's mouth was tightly closed, and his breathing suddenly became rough when his vision was deprived. I could hear his rapid breathing spraying onto my hand. My palms quickly became damp, I don't know if it was the condensation of exhaled breath or the cold sweat.

This made me feel uneasy, so much so that when he suddenly exploded, I couldn't hold him down.

Rachel suddenly jumped up from the sofa chair, without knowing where the strength came from. She pushed my arm away and then overturned Jenny lying on top of him. I fell backwards, too shocked, until I hit my head and realized. The raised protective shield was about to catch up with his string of aggressive spells, and Rachel kept spitting out a dozen curses, not to mention killing a veiled prostitute and opening the Templar knights of the God of Justice like cans.

I had to resort to random tactics, and by the time he stopped, my entire back was covered in cold sweat.

Rachel's breathing slowed down, as if the previous spell could actually calm his mind. He pinched his forehead and looked at his lower body in disgust, saying, "This won't work

This won't work, Little Rachel remains dejected and lifeless. At this moment, I am completely unable to utter such witty words as' Are you sick somewhere? 'I dare not, nor do I need to.

What shocked me was not his sudden outburst, but the wide open eyes of Rachel as she shook my hand. I have never seen Rachel look like this before. His pupils were dilated, his brow furrowed, his teeth clenched, as if enduring something unbearable - but not, I have seen what Rachel looks like when she reluctantly endures something unpleasant, so I am well aware that this expression is not patience.

It's fear.

Rachel is a very patient person, and most of the time his expression switches between mocking and expressionless. There are few things that interest him, and few things that trouble him. He may be angry about things he cannot control, but he is never afraid.

But Rachel is in fear.

I only realized at this moment that his aversion to sex was not due to cleanliness or arrogance, but rather fear. Although it was very brief, at some point just now, he was really scared, to the point where he threw a curse like a stress response. Rachel will fear, Rachel will lose control, Rachel's hands will tremble... This is even more surprising than him becoming a succubus.

Teacher, "I said," you

What exactly did you experience in homology? What did the Lord of Lust experience for you? This question itself is already the answer.

The same tone can make Rachel feel the experience of the devil, while the devil lord can heal infinitely in their territory, and any fatal damage to ordinary people is irrelevant. Demons have keen perception, but their preferences differ greatly from those of organisms on the main material plane. Pain is their pastime, and their games are better than torture. In the long years of existence in hell, the techniques of torture were honed to the pinnacle by them. As long as there is enough time, in hell, demons can even drive angels crazy.

I don't want to know what happened.

Have you never done this before? "I said," I mean, um, virgin

I know the steps of sexual intercourse, and I'm not an idiot, "Rachel said dryly, essentially agreeing to my question.

My mentor had not yet experienced the pleasure brought by sexual activity, so he first experienced the "game" of lust lord, like throwing a mage apprentice into the battlefield of a legendary mage. And the impact it has caused is probably even more serious than I thought.