Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 632 - 263: Goddess Envoy, Misty Sea

The allure of a succubus is beyond doubt; the very word itself is a temptation, irresistible to all.

Otillia and Regina’s appearances and figures were flawless. As candidates for the Holy Maiden, they were unquestionably beauties. After choosing the evolutionary path of a succubus, their feminine charms were fully amplified, with both their looks and temperament becoming even more attractive than before.

Not to mention their figures.

Voluptuous breasts and hips, slender waists, and long, straight legs together formed perfect curves.

The two succubi had stunningly beautiful faces, skin soft as jade, and the corners of their lips slightly raised—one with a wicked red, the other with an alluring pale purple—exuding endless allure.

A set of neither large nor small black wings spread from their lower backs, whilst horns curved backward sprouted from their foreheads, and their eyes were square like those of a goat.

Two slender black tails entwined around their long legs, strategically covering their private areas, making them even more tempting.

Beyond that, no other distinct succubus traits could be found on them.

There were no cloven hooves, no forearms covered in black fur with razor-sharp claws—it was as if two beautifully figured women had cosplayed as succubi with makeup.

Surprised by the transformation, Otillia and Regina looked at their new bodies with curiosity, raising their arms.

In the past, they would have preferred death over exposing themselves before men, but now, perhaps due to the low standards of succubi, they felt no shame. In fact, they thought Wayne looked quite cute covering his eyes and couldn’t help but want to tease him a bit.

Wayne: (/ꇴ˙\)

Covering his eyes was a sign of respect for them, not covering them fully was also respect.

He always knew how to show respect.

Seeing his reaction, both women smiled slyly and, swaying their bodies, approached Wayne from both sides, and then...

Mona, wielding the Holy Spear, blocked the two succubi with an icy stare as a warning. If they dared to come any closer, she would tear off their wings and grill them for dinner tonight.

"Master, look at her, so fierce and scary!"

"She won’t let others have what she can’t have herself. Is this what angels are like? Too saintly!"

"..." x2

The feisty comments silenced both Wayne and Mona; something was definitely off.

Wayne glanced again and used telepathic transmission to order the women to revert from their succubus form; their seductive aura was too potent, clearly a misunderstanding of what a succubus should be.

A succubus ≠ a technical worker.

Although they indeed fwere in that line of work!

After reverting from their transformation, the two naked women screamed, crouching down and covering themselves, blushing at the thought of their previous shamelessness.

"Now you feel shy? Where did all that boldness from before go?"

Wayne teased them, and seeing them speechless with embarrassment, he instructed Mona to bring over some sheets from the secret chamber.

The scene shifts, and Otillia and Regina demurely sat on the couch, wrapped in a single sheet with only their heads peeking out.

Mona chuckled coldly, suggesting they should practice more. They couldn’t even control their energy and yet had the guts to seduce her master.

"First off, your evolution was definitely successful, but you haven’t learned to control your new power yet. Being led by the nose by power is what got you into that... frankly, fiery mess earlier."

Wayne made a remark and then continued, "What’s the matter with you two? There’s a variety of beliefs in Hell, so why did both of you choose to become succubi?"

"..." x2

"Speak up!"

"It looks nice."

"The other forms are too ugly."

Their reasoning was sound, and Wayne found himself unable to counter. Upon reflection, he realized it made sense; within the containers of the seven Demon Kings, apart from the Lord of Lust, the forms of the other Demon Kings were more humanoid, and some stitched-together abominations couldn’t even be considered humanoid.

Like the Lord of Gluttony’s giant fly, which anyone with a sense of beauty would avoid at all costs.

"Alright, since you’ve chosen to be succubi, you should adapt to it well. Control the energy, don’t just release it, letting it control you." Wayne advised them to practice more. They didn’t need to be embarrassed; if they needed anything, they should just ask, and he would be there for them.

Furthermore, being flirty was just one way a succubus’s temperament could manifest. A true succubus could be charming and graceful at one moment, and at another, cold and noble. They could act innocent or cute—a complete and varied market strategy, not relying on just one single approach.

"Being charming and graceful is fine; I’m not looking forward to it at all. Just be yourselves."

Wayne thought for a moment, then added, "To avoid you being naked next time, I’ll bring you two sets of battle clothes tomorrow. Different outfits matched with corresponding temperaments can make your allure even more stunning."

The two women sighed regretfully. If only they had known how provocative a succubus could be, they would have...

On second thought, better to stick with succubi, at least they resembled humans.

"Go back now, that’s enough for today. I need to catch up on some sleep."

"Wait, Master."

Regina called out to Wayne, "I’ll go home tomorrow and will return to Lundan as quickly as possible. Could you tell us what we should be doing in the meantime?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your magic power allows us to live, like a boss paying a salary. We, your employees, must work."

Good leeks, you’ll be 007s in the future!

"Just take care of the library."

"Master, I don’t want to be useless. A life without meaning is worse than death." Regina insisted.

Otillia nodded in agreement, sharing the sentiment. Reading was a hobby for her outside of work. She was very grateful for the preferential treatment from Wayne, but... she also wished to do something, just like Ah Bin and Ah Bo.

"To be honest, I haven’t thought of how to place you yet."

Wayne sat back down on the couch. He himself had no desire for power and a mild interest in material things, except for magic-related matters; very few things sparked his curiosity.