King of succubus

While the sun blessed the planet with its auroral rays, the birds chirping joyfully at the sight of a new day... vampires are strangely more early than expected.

Any arrangement for the great move of the vampires were been achieved with success. Noddra and Vandel have been back since the day before yesterday and Alvine had offered the two tigers to the king Kelspies children’ to pay for his market’s share he had concluded with him since their first meeting.

The farewells and boring rituals were finalized, following the coronation of Alvine as the new king of vampires accepted by all; they were finally ready to leave far from this planet...probably for eternity.

"Master, have you forgotten the busy schedule we have today?" Sylvia's voice, who was with him and Lilliana resounded in the bedroom, as she tried to wake him up.

She still couldn't get used to this situation, even though she shared the same bed with her master since she began to follow him. The reason was that the situation was different from before. She couldn't lower her guard during the last two nights spent with this couple.

Not that she was constantly harassed by Alvine, but the most disturbing was herself, resisting with all her soul the temptation to join them in their follies. Even if she did not intend to get involved in the current situation...it was the only way she and Alvine could find so as not to attract Lilliana's lightning on them.

The sweet and kind queen of vampires turned out to be more psychotic when it came to monopolizing Alvine. But Sylvia, who knew the personality of the other white-haired sadist who always wears a dummy mask to hide her nature, knew that Lilliana will probably not have a long life in front of her if she tried to oppose Alvine's liaison with this madwoman has a holy and calm appearance.

She is one of the few people to know Sabrina's nature and her obsession with her master. In a way, she was the victim of her own shenanigans.

Alvine, who could not open his eyes completely, because of his wife's scarlet strands that were scattered on his face, making his visual field blurred and red, looked nonchalantly at Sylvia and the vampire who was almost lying on him. "I know, I know, we will finally leave this planet and join the others."

He briefly gave this answer while trying to escape stealthily in Lilliana's hands, after putting away her scarlet strands.

"Tsk, the future of this race is really starting to worry me. To say that everyone is already ready and is only waiting for their king and queen to leave. But ironically, the so-called king and queen have not even come out of bed; it's hardly credible that you are the king of this race." She retorted these words while ironically shaking her head.

"Ahh, who do you think blame? Who orchestrated all this?"

"Tsk, tsk, I did it only to take revenge on this obsessed and sadistic woman! I knew she wasn't going to act as if nothing had happened. Now that you know all this, then tell me one thing... *Why am I forced to be with you? *" She communicated these last words telepathically, knowing that Lilliana was awakened but that she simply did not want to open her eyes.

"Mmh, it's the work of destiny, go complaint before fate’s god." He replied briefly without looking at her; his current concern was no different from the earliest mornings; he first had to try to free himself from Lilliana's strange hug!

Sylvia who saw them was becoming more and more frustrated.

"Sigh, I feel that this day will be worst than the last three...and to say that my hell begins when the day has just risen. In short, Lilliana, stop pretending to sleep, even if you are no longer a sovereign queen, you still have duties to your people!"

"..."

Seeing her silence, she clung to her waist and pulled her out of bed; dragging almost Alvine with her. "Get up!"

"Tsk, you really have the gift of making me boring, Sylvia." She says, staring at Sylvia with hateful eyes.

*Do you see, master? Her survival really starting to worry me. *

But Alvine was deaf in the face of Sylvia's concerns. At the place, he got out of bed and wore his clothes, accompanied by a dark royal cape that he was forced to wear for ten days in a row; because of the vampires’ customs.

At the same time, Vandel knocks on the door.

"Lord, everyone is waiting for you." His voice resounded behind the door.

Hearing his voice, Alvine looks at Lilliana who immediately nods her head. She touched the jet black orb which was an artifact of soundproofing that also blocked magical perceptions.

"Right, we'll be with you in less than a minute." He announced after confirming that the soundproofing barrier had been turned off.

???????????????? ???????????????????????????? ???????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????? ????????????????????-????????????.????????????

"In this case, I'm going to take leave."

After these words, the room became momentarily silent before Sylvia continued to lecture the two throughout their preparations. Apart from Lilliana who replaced Alvine in Sylvia's endless conversations, Alvine was strangely silent and did not join their debates.

Instead, he looked at the black crown that had three crystals on the three points above. *Should I wear this nerdy thing?!*

Sylvia was speechless following Alvine's remarks. *Pft, Stop complaining about that. The cape and the crown are part of their customs. *

"Sigh, in short, go ahead, I'll soon join you."

Sylvia frowned at the idea of his shenanigans. But finally, she sighed ironically and followed Lilliana who was dressed in a tight-fitting white royal dress that perfectly drew her feminine curves and wedge heels; her hair styled in fantasy Princess, had a thin scarlet red crown on top.

Then, Alvine invoked his shadow clone that he could manipulate as he wish. His size, movements, and all other factors were no longer an exception for him. Since his last battle against the four divine beasts, the clone was now the same size as Alvine; he could always become the giant he had been but, this form was not suitable for the mission he wanted to entrust.

A fine smile emerged on his lips when he spotted the clone that was occupied by his fictive soul. "Good, I must first take care of this little demoness before the vampires come to the Freyja planet; in the meantime, do everything possible not to be recognized by Lilliana... otherwise you will die of a ruthless death between her hands." Alvine gave this warning to his clone.

"No, why do I have the most boring tasks? I don't want to wear these strange clothes again." Naturally, his fictive soul was no different from him regarding his behaviors and tastes.

Hearing his protests, Alvine patted his right shoulder with a sincere smile. "It's the vampires’ custom, my friend. You were able to successfully pass the coronation ceremony, so you are the real king of vampires. So stop complaining about your responsibilities and achieve your duties as a new king, milord."

"No...

*smirk*.... “glory to the new king, may your reign last forever."

...

The vampires ruled by Lilliana were two thousand pairs of fangs, and as the race is originally endowed with almost infinite longevity, coupled with the fact that they cultivate magical energy... these two blessings mean that Lilliana’s peoples are not mad with old bones. Anyway, the older their age, the more powerful they will be.

Currently, these two thousand vampires were all kneeling with both hands crossed on their chests to greet their leader; who was none other than 'Alvine' and his wife, Lilliana.

They were all gathered in the outdoor hall of the underground castle, which could accommodate twice their numbers.

Alvine slightly nodded to Noddra who ordered the others to get up on their knees.

Being forced to follow their customs, 'Alvine' had no choice but to wear the royal white fur cape whose inside was bloody red and the outside was dark black, and finally...

The cape had a golden brooch that was connected to the plain white shirt that was under the cape through the fine chains. The white long-sleeved shirt and white pants are the gifts of Sylvia, who claimed that they are made with the pelt of a snow dragon; and his shoes were white Chelsea boots. Of course, he had the black crown above his head.

"You are glorious, master," Sylvia announced to him while displaying his rows of white teeth as she addressed his ironic smile to him that could not leave him indifferent.

"Thank you, little angel," Alvine responds to her compliments with her sincere smile. But Sylvia's smile suddenly fades when she hears Alvine's vicious thoughts in her head.

*But I would only be glorious once with you in the pink kingdom. * These words that are more than teasing than other things resonated in Sylvia's head. Following Alvine's thanks aloud.

*Tsk, is it too much to make efforts from time to time to appreciate people's goodwill? In the end, you're not really different from your original.* She replied immediately while keeping her expression smiling.

But she seemed to be addressing a deaf person when she saw Alvine silent; even if finally, Alvine did not need his ears to be able to hear Sylvia's words, since her voice resounded in his head.

"Well, Grandpa, are there any objects or materials that we will take with you?"

Vandel, who is always called Grandpa by Alvine, caress his beard with a thoughtful air that had a mixture of hesitation; after hearing Alvine's question.

"Don't worry about the place, at our destination, an entire kingdom awaits you that will even be able to accommodate a billion people while having 60% of the empty houses." Alvine patted Vandel's left shoulder with a funny smile, following the latter's strange expression.

Vandel no longer asked himself any questions. Even if he had questions about the cause that had made a kingdom of this size uninhabited, he still swallowed his curiosity; his confidence in the queen's judgment is absolute.

In other words, if their queen trusts this man while deciding to give him the reins, it can mean that Alvine was trustworthy.

While Vandel reorganized the others with Alvine’s soul fictive, Alvine was on Freyja’s planet, leaving his shadow clone behind. Apart from Sylvia, no one noticed Alvine's sudden absence.

...

While Sabrina and the others were in the exterior castle’ hall, Alvine appeared in the throne room, more precisely behind Greed; from a third-eye view, anyone will have the impression that he had always been in the throne room... Assia who was still on the ground was no exception.

*Sabrina, I am in the throne room, join me alone with one of the succubuses you brought with you. * He orders immediately, after his appearance.

Now that he was on the same planet as Sabrina, distance no longer mattered to him, if he wanted to communicate with her; as long as he could locate Sabrina and the others with his magical perception.

He no longer paid attention to Sabrina's answer. He calmly approached Assia who had noticed his presence from the beginning. "Well, even if my trip didn't last as planned; it's time for you to give me your answer, little demoness. Are you going to stand on my side, and become a slave for eternity, or... will you refuse my offer and be a prisoner for eternity? This is your last chance to give me your answer. I would take your silence for indecision and the third choice would apply to you."