RISE OF EROS-Chapter 614 - 613

Lucian watched the three fallen demigods with a calm expression, his gaze fixed on the bodies torn apart by Balack’s deadly precision. The liquid spirits moving through the shadows silently vanished, not disturbing the order of things.

Only they and Lucian had witnessed Balack’s lightning move with complete clarity, and although the others were not as aware, the demigods no longer represented a danger. "You have improved, Balack," Lucian said, with a slight smile.

Despite the apparent coldness of his words, something in his tone indicated genuine approval. Although he did not usually show it, there was a certain pride in his eyes for the young man who had once been a hindrance, but who now proved that he could take care of himself.

Balack, with a satisfied smile, looked at the fallen bodies. There was some pride in his gaze as well, but not arrogance, but rather a contained satisfaction.

He knew that his success was not only due to his growing strength, but also to the solid foundation that Lucía had provided him. That lesson, though simple, was his anchor. No matter how powerful or complex his enemies became, he could always rely on that technique.

"I told you that I wouldn’t dare to forget it," Balack replied, his tone serious, but without losing that energy that characterized him. "Simplicity and effectiveness are the pillars of a good technique."

Lucía nodded, satisfied with the answer. His relationship with Balack had been strange from the beginning, but there was something indisputable about the connection they shared, something that Lucía recognized, even if he refused to admit it.

The two shared an unspoken understanding about the importance of strategy and simplicity, an approach that did not depend on strength alone, but on the correct application of it.

"Well," Lucía said after a brief silence, turning his attention back to Balack. "There is something else we need to discuss. Andrew, he has business with the succubi in your city, and he has requested my help to enter and negotiate with them," Lucian said.

Balack frowned, but not out of distrust towards Andrew. Balack knew that Lucian is a loyal subordinate of Zaros, so Lucian was actually here on Zaros’ orders.

This was important, as it showed Andrew’s influence that, despite being weak, he could get Zaros, a thousand-year-old monster, to lend his most powerful and loyal subordinate as a bodyguard.

Balack had to admit that he was very curious about this, but at the same time, he was cautious. He knew that asking about this topic would only cause him trouble, so he didn’t ask anything about Andrew’s background.

"I understand," Balack said, his tone firm, but with a hint of curiosity. "What exactly does this deal with the succubi entail?" Lucian looked at him with a slight smile, as if he expected that question.

"Just some business dealings. Andrew is the owner of several pleasure houses in different countries and well, you know, Seraphine is the leader of the succubi here," Lucian replied. Balack nodded, understanding the message.

Despite being a man of action and strength, Lucian had a more calculating approach, a kind of wisdom that he himself often lacked. Lucian was someone not to be trifled with, but that didn’t mean Balack didn’t understand the implications.

It was obvious that something was up, as there was no way Zaros would send Lucian to protect the owner of a pleasure house in a place like the demon realm, but he didn’t say anything.

"Understood," Balack replied. "If you say so, master, I won’t interfere. I’ll just make sure everything goes smoothly." Lucian nodded again, satisfied with his unacknowledged apprentice’s response. "Fine. Let’s get moving then. This place isn’t the right place to talk about these matters."

The two of them walked away from the place after informing the guards that Andrew and his group could enter. Without further words, they retreated to a more private place, where conversations about the future would be carried out without being interrupted.

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With that said, the guards did not dare to disobey, so they escorted Andrew, Oliver, Sansa, and Seraphine into the city. Although they accompanied them to the city gate, once inside they did not accompany them.

Andrew, Oliver, and Sansa now followed Seraphine through the narrow streets, following her steps cautiously, but without hesitation. Although Andrew is the leader of the group, Seraphine is the local resident, so as throughout the entire journey here, she always leads the way.

The city of Balack, although dark and dangerous, was full of secrets, and only someone who knew the ins and outs of the city could guide them through it. Seraphine walked with a firm step, her presence imposing and, at the same time, enigmatic.

As a succubus, her beauty was as captivating as it was dangerous. While many knew Seraphine in the city, that meant experts or powerful demigods, so her presence drew attention, but she ignored it all and continued to lead the way.

"We’re close," Seraphine said, not turning to look. "The House of Shadows is right here. It’s my base." Andrew nodded, maintaining his focus. Although the House of Shadows is Seraphine’s base of operations, he had to assess the situation first.

The succubi under Seraphine’s command were very well organized, and that meant their network of information and power extended far beyond what the visitors’ eyes could see, but Andrew wasn’t sure if they were allies.

Seraphine stopped in front of a dark wooden door, decorated with symbols that seemed to move with a life of their own. At that moment, a heavy air settled over the place, a feeling that they were about to enter a space where the rules of reality did not always apply.

"Welcome to the House of Shadows," Seraphine said as she pushed open the door, revealing a hallway of walls covered in shadows that seemed to move on their own.

Although the decor was not luxurious in a traditional sense, there was a dark elegance in every corner, as if the shadows themselves were part of the furniture. Entering, Andrew could see the other succubi gathered in the room.

They all turned to look at them, but there was no distrust in their eyes, only a calm, calculated curiosity. Seraphine, with a slight smile on her face, approached them, drawing their attention.

"These are my sisters," Seraphine explained, referring to the ten figures standing in the room. "We are not sisters by blood, but by a deeper, older bond. Each has a unique ability that has allowed us to grow and thrive in this world. And now, you will accompany me to the Duchy of Cannes."

Andrew and the others watched in silence as the women stood, their movements fluid and sensual, but also dangerous. Each of them had an aura that denoted power and wisdom. Succubi were not simply creatures of desire; they were strategists and, above all, survivors. Continue your adventure with novelbuddy

"These women," Seraphine continued, "are the ones I ask you to take care of, Andrew. Each has her own style, I am sure you will get along well with them," then she smiled, revealing the double meaning of her words.

Andrew nodded respectfully, looking at each of the succubi in the room. Although he was surprised that they were gathered here, since they had barely arrived in the city, but Andrew sensed that Seraphine must have told them that she would come and that was why they were waiting for them with such ceremony.

"There is no need for you to be so rigid, I don’t like formalities, you can act normally," Andrew said with a smile. It was obvious that they were not used to this.

Besides, Andrew had already examined them with his Eros eyes and there were no ill intentions of any kind. In fact, Andrew could see the loyalty and admiration that their auras gave off towards Seraphine, so these succubi would never be traitors.

Even though Andrew told them to relax, the succubi did not do so, instead they looked at Seraphine. She is their older sister and leader, and she was the one who told them that the god candidate Eros had come to visit them.

For the succubi, this is their future god, so they did not want to be disrespectful, so they looked at Seraphine as if looking for help. Seraphine seeing her sisters at a loss for what to do, smiled and said, "Since he said so, don’t beat around the bush. Act normally, don’t be afraid." "It will bother you."

It’s ironic, Andrew may be their future god, but Seraphine is more important at the moment and for obvious reasons. The girls relaxed and although they weren’t as tense as before, it was obvious that they still didn’t act normally.

Andrew and the others noticed that, but they couldn’t blame them. It wasn’t easy to ask them that, but Seraphine was much bolder and out of nowhere she walked up to Andrew who had already sat down and without any shame sat on his lap.

Oliver and Sansa just acted dumb, as if they didn’t see anything. Andrew was taken by surprise, but he didn’t care, but Seraphine’s sisters were stunned.

Not because she was on a man’s lap, that’s nothing new, in fact, they’ve even seen her having sex, but those aren’t candidates for Eros gods, they were completely different matters.

"See?" Seraphine said and added, "No problem, calm down." Seraphine’s action seemed to have had a good effect, as the succubi clearly relaxed and began to become more sociable.