Evelynn looked at Luke gratefully, her soul-stirring beautiful eyes flickering as her luscious red lips parted slightly. "Thank you, Your Highness. How should I repay you for helping me?"
Her voice became alluring, as though it carried an invisible magic that drew people in. She was brimming with seductive charm, making her seem even more captivating.
Her large eyes held a smile, coyness, and a bewitching air, veiled in mist and water, rippling with temptation. The corners of her small mouth curved up slightly, her red lips parted, as if a demonic allure radiated from her very bones.
Even Luke could not help feeling his gaze blur for a moment.
The fragrance drifting from her body flooded his nose. At that instant, he only felt the blood in his body surge, his heart growing increasingly restless, giving rise to an impulse he could not control.
Evelynn's smile became even more enticing. Her body began leaning slightly forward, moving closer to Luke. Her red dress slowly slipped down by a few degrees, and the scenery beneath her long, fair neck appeared and vanished, drawing the eye and stirring longing.
Yet the instant she moved, Luke's eyes recovered their clarity. Without leaving a trace, he stood up from the bed. "If you really want to thank me, then go back early and stop disturbing my sleep."
A trace of surprise and confusion flashed through Evelynn's eyes. Her expression grew a little more aggrieved, and she pouted. "Do you dislike me that much? It's almost as if staying with me a little longer means I'll eat you."
"Actually, I know what you mean."
Luke looked at Evelynn and said, "It's just that I find it very hard to trust the motives of a woman who doesn't return to her lodgings in the middle of the night and instead comes knocking on my door."
"So that's what it is." Evelynn lowered her eyes when she heard this, looking even more wronged. Then she said softly, "Actually, from the first moment I saw Your Highness, I fell deeply in love with you. Because of your appearance, my eyes can no longer hold any other man. For the entire afternoon, I struggled for a long time, but in the end, I still made my decision. This might be the only chance I will ever have in my life. I don't want to miss it."
Her sincere confession sounded like that of a young woman who had long been trapped in unrequited love, finally expressing her feelings to the man she admired.
At this moment, probably no one, no matter how hard-hearted, could remain unmoved.
"My father is only a minor noble. I know my status does not match yours at all. That's why I don't want to miss tonight even more."
As Evelynn spoke, she seemed to gather all her courage. She raised her head, trembling slightly. "I want to experience the pleasures of adulthood with Your Highness, even if it's only for tonight. Please don't worry, Your Highness. My body is clean, and after tonight, I will not disturb you again."
As she spoke, she pulled at one side of her shoulder, instantly revealing her snow-white shoulders. The red skirt wavered precariously, as if it would slide off completely in the next second.
With that alluring scene revealed before him, Luke's heart, which had just calmed, grew restless once more. That impulse from deep within seemed to begin taking control of his body.
It was nice, sure, but unfortunately, he could not afford to enjoy it.
Luke knew charm was this woman's specialty. Luckily, he had prepared in advance. Otherwise, tonight, he really might not have been able to protect his innocence.
"Since you've already put it that way, then I won't pretend anymore either."
With a serious expression, Luke spoke as though he were laying everything bare. "Actually, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it. I have a certain unknown hobby."
Evelynn asked with great interest, "What is it?"
The corners of Luke's mouth curled into a cold smile. "I like abusing others. By tormenting others and inflicting pain, I gain pleasure."
As soon as his voice fell, the light in Evelynn's beautiful eyes clearly became even brighter. Her cheeks also flushed more deeply with uncontrollable excitement. "Me too."
Luke looked at her and frowned. "You also like tormenting others?"
Evelynn paused for a moment, then lowered her head shyly. "I like being tormented by others."
Luke laughed. "Then that's wonderful. It looks like we get along very well."
"Yes."
Evelynn nodded and looked at Luke with a little more anticipation in her eyes, saying softly, "I'm already prepared, Your Highness."
She had not expected this guy to share the same interest as herself. To her, it was simply an unexpected delight.
Conquering another person with the same preferences and making him crawl beneath her would bring pleasure far more wonderful than under ordinary circumstances.
Evelynn knew she had not come to the wrong place.
"All right, let me get some props."
Luke smiled.
Evelynn watched him turn around with great interest, secretly thinking that she had not expected this man to have such varied tastes.
Very soon, she saw Luke bring over some candles, a whip, a collar. The props were simply complete in every way.
Even Evelynn had to acknowledge this man's professionalism.
At this moment, looking at the collar in his hand, Evelynn asked somewhat doubtfully, "Is that supposed to go around my neck?"
"That's right." Luke revealed a slightly perverse excitement. "Don't you think it feels wonderful to lead another person around and make her crawl on the ground like a dog?"
"That really is wonderful."
Evelynn's breathing quickened slightly. She nodded with deep agreement, her eyes rippling with seduction as she looked at Luke, almost thick enough to be poured like syrup.
In her heart, she even felt a little annoyed. Why had she not returned sooner? If she had, she could have met this man earlier.
"Please put it on me."
Evelynn looked at Luke as he approached and actively lifted her chin, revealing her fair neck.
To be honest, as the one being tormented, this was Evelynn's first time experiencing such a thing. Yet at this very moment, what surged in her heart was the same excitement and desire as usual.
She actually felt some anticipation for what would happen next.
However, Evelynn naturally would not allow such a thing to truly happen. If the two situations brought her the same feeling, she would rather be the tormentor.
Right now, she was merely cooperating with this man's little performance in order to obtain more fun.
Once he and she experienced that ultimate pleasure, it would not take long at all. Evelynn had full confidence that she could make this man, whose charm resistance had almost made her efforts ineffective, become the one wearing the collar.
Luke smiled as he looked at the woman before him, who had lifted her head and was waiting for him.
He did not hesitate. He opened the collar, then fastened it around her neck.
"Mm." During the process, his fingers brushed Evelynn's delicate skin by accident, and she immediately let out an uncontrollable sweet moan, sounding as if it could make a person's heart melt.
Once the collar was fastened, Luke tugged the rope and nodded in satisfaction. "Very secure."
Evelynn lifted her head and looked at him with eyes full of feeling, then called softly, "Master, hurry and begin."
Goosebumps instantly rose all over Luke. He had not expected her to get into character so quickly.
"No hurry. We'll start right away."
He revealed a smile.
As soon as his voice fell, Evelynn felt the collar around her neck seem to grow tighter and tighter, gradually squeezing into her flesh, and it was still tightening nonstop.
Had the play already begun?
She placed one hand on the collar and felt it becoming increasingly hard to breathe. Soon, her breathing became rapid, and her face quickly turned flushed.
However, her expression did not look uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, she looked extremely excited.
Only when the collar began tightening around her throat like a powerful hand, making it difficult for her to breathe, and still showed no sign of stopping, did Evelynn finally sense that something was wrong.
This ever-tightening behavior had clearly gone far beyond the collar's function.
Immediately afterward, as a burning pain spread through her neck, Evelynn's expression finally changed. She looked at Luke. "What did you do to this collar?"
Luke looked at Evelynn's pained expression and smiled. "Nothing much. I only used your name to add a magical brand to it, Evelynn."
A flash of shock appeared in Evelynn's eyes. But at this moment, the burning from the collar had already begun to spread. A surge of black magic energy moved toward her limbs, wrapping around them like chains and greatly restricting her movements.
With a wet sound, the snow-white blade in Luke's hand pierced Evelynn's heart without the slightest emotion, pinning her entire body to the bed.
"Ah!" The intense pain made Evelynn scream. Her face was no longer flushed. Instead, it began to turn pale.
The collar released a black glow, preventing Evelynn from violently rising in resistance.
The development had exceeded her expectations. What made her instinctively feel a trace of terror was, how did this human know her name?
Demons placed great importance on names, especially true names. Demons had many aliases, and under normal circumstances, they absolutely would not allow their true name to be leaked.
Primitive peoples could not clearly distinguish between language and things. They often believed that names and the people or objects they represented were connected not only through human thought and concepts, but by a real, material connection.
Because of this, magic, witchcraft, and curses could easily harm people through names, or even through hair, nails, or any part of the body.
Among these things, for demons, the true name was the most important of all.
If a human mage mastered a demon's true name, the other party could use that true name to create certain tools that restrained demons.
For example, the collar around Evelynn's neck at this very moment.
A magical brand had used her true name to produce an effect that almost suppressed her.
Under the restrictions of this collar, Evelynn could not exert even one-tenth of her powerful strength.
She finally realized that she had walked into a trap, and it was a trap she had delivered herself into.
But she had never imagined that her true name would be exposed, much less that the man before her actually knew she was a demon.
Her human appearance should have been impossible to see through.
At this moment, Evelynn had no time to think about these questions.
Because something else happened that made her expression change even more drastically.
Energy began leaking from her chest, just like water spilling out of a shattered fish tank.
She clearly felt that the power inside her body was draining away, and the direction it flowed toward was the blade inserted into her heart.
Luke felt it too. Snowglance had begun absorbing the energy in Evelynn's body. On the snow-white blade, strands of purple energy began spreading, clinging to it like patterns.
"No! No! What are you doing?"
Evelynn finally looked at Luke in panic and terror. The power she had accumulated over so many years was actually draining away.
"Can't you tell? I'm absorbing your essence."
Luke sighed inwardly. As expected of the Agony's Embrace, she had been stabbed through the heart and was still acting as if nothing had happened.
Several days ago, he had already confirmed Evelynn's identity. She was precisely that demon who absorbed pain.
Against an existence like this, naturally, he could not fight head-on. There was a high chance he would not win.
If he could play dirty, then he would play dirty.
Agony's Embrace, Evelynn, liked to use her disguised human appearance to charm humans and achieve certain unspeakable goals.
With the help of the Eye of Truth, he could see the demonic essence beneath Evelynn's stunning appearance. On top of that, with the Veiled Lady's cloak providing a degree of magic resistance, Luke would not be charmed.
Even so, just now, there had been many moments when he had nearly lost control.
His little brother had protested again and again, and Luke had forcefully suppressed it every time.
Evelynn's human appearance truly was extraordinarily beautiful, so beautiful that after one glance, a person could not look away.
Furthermore, she had even delivered herself to his door, wanting to do something adults all loved to do with Luke.
Only an idiot would miss out on such a good thing.
However, after understanding the true nature of this pain demon, aside from those heroic fellows who were willing to die beneath a beauty, most normal people's reaction would probably be the same as Luke's.
Four big words.
Unable to enjoy it!
Anyone who fell into her hands would either be drained into a dried corpse in the end, or die painfully under day after day of torment.
Most importantly, doing things with that beauty did not necessarily mean anything romantic would happen, but the pain that should be there would absolutely not be missing in the slightest.
And Evelynn was also the enemy who had slaughtered Vayne's clan.
The demon who had wiped out Vayne's entire family back then was this very demon before him, a demon who spent her days looking for little desserts to eat. Beneath that harmless-looking, endlessly enticing exterior was a terrifying face that treated murder as something as ordinary as everyday life and amusement.
Compared to Vayne's past, looking at the demon before him breathing in pain, Luke could not sympathize with her no matter what.
As for this collar, it was precisely an anti-demon tool he had requested from Frey, the retired black mage. Using Evelynn's true name as the catalyst, a black magic seal had been applied to it, and because of that, it had gained the effect of suppressing her.
Snowglance was absorbing Evelynn's power. Naturally, seeing this, Luke hoped it could absorb a little more.
A demon at Evelynn's level could no longer be killed by normal means. Even cutting off her head would not be enough.
The purple patterns on Snowglance's blade grew longer and longer, while Evelynn's power continued to drain away.
"Stop!"
She opened her mouth and shouted. Her seductive face was contorted with pain and ferocity. As she struggled with all her might, the chains released by the collar instantly stretched taut, as if nearing the verge of collapse.
Black aura began flickering over her body, coiled with faint purple light.
With a bang, Vayne broke through the door and rushed in. Her expression was exceptionally cold, and the hatred in her eyes was completely unconcealed. In her hand, she held that holy relic of the Sentinels of Light.
"I've been looking for you for a long time!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Vayne raised the silver-white crossbow in her hand, and a surge of holy light gathered within it.
Whoosh!
In the next second, a holy light bolt shot out of the weapon, screaming toward Evelynn's head, intending to kill her in one strike.
In Evelynn's eyes, that glowing arrow drew closer and closer. She gritted her teeth fiercely, and in the final second, a wild surge of energy suddenly erupted. Coiling black mist surged up.
Luke withdrew from the black mist at extreme speed, landing beside Vayne at the doorway. Frey also walked in from outside at this time.
Looking at the black mist, she frowned and sighed. "With my current skill, I could only make an anti-demon tool of this level."
She had not used black magic for a very long time. If Luke had not asked her, and if this had not concerned the demon who had slaughtered Vayne's clan, she probably would not have used black magic again.
It was just that this carefully crafted necklace ultimately had still failed to suppress this demon completely.
Vayne raised her hand and fiercely fired several more holy light bolts into the black mist. All of them were swallowed by the black mist without making any sound.
After a few seconds, the black mist began to disperse. From within the fog, a humanoid silhouette gradually appeared, with a bewitching figure, black aura coiling around her entire body, skin abnormally pale, and several purple-glowing lashers drifting behind her.
She slowly opened her hand, and a collar fell to the ground, accompanied by a demon's angry voice. "Being able to get this far, you really do have some skill."
Evelynn had finally revealed her true form. In her demon form, her aura looked incomparably violent, though that might also have been because of what she had just experienced.
Her gaze first fell on Luke, then on Snowglance, which had absorbed quite a bit of her power. The anger in her eyes was about to erupt.
Immediately afterward, she glanced at Vayne, who stood nearby with a cold expression. Keeping her haughty posture, Evelynn curved her lips into a smile. "I didn't expect you to have grown this much, little cutie. You really do seem a little different now. I still remember that wonderful night."
She licked her lips, as if recalling some delicious flavor.
"Shut up!" That single sentence directly ignited Vayne's fury, as well as the hatred buried deep in her heart. She charged forward without the slightest hesitation, firing holy light bolts from her hand one after another.
"Vayne! Don't be reckless!"
Frey shouted, then immediately rushed after her.
Evelynn looked at the holy light bolts shooting toward her. As if strolling leisurely through a courtyard, her bewitching figure swayed, and she dodged them all with effortless ease.
In the next second, the tip of her foot tapped lightly, and she seemed to vanish instantly, appearing directly in front of Vayne. She said softly, "But broken candy isn't as delicious anymore."
In her seductive eyes was a completely icy look, as if she were looking at a lifeless object.
She lifted her hand indifferently. Her demon claw, glowing purple and sharp as a blade, was about to sweep across Vayne's throat.
However, a cold smile also curved across Vayne's lips. Her Sentinel crossbow had also aimed at the pain demon's heart at the very first moment.
The weapons of the Sentinels of Light greatly restrained dark things. If this arrow hit, even Evelynn would suffer quite a bit.
Vayne was confident that in the instant before Evelynn tore open her throat, she could make the holy light bolt pierce through Evelynn's heart.
Evelynn seemed to realize this as well, but what made her dodge was a wind blade racing toward her. The wind blade also carried an energy she disliked.
She disliked both of them.
Her body flipped lightly backward through the air, and she sat atop a cabinet, crossing her long legs. She looked at Vayne regretfully. "As expected, you're not that cute anymore."
The response she received was a holy light bolt fired at her.
"How boring." Her body flickered, and she had already appeared on the bed. She put away her seductive expression, looking colder by several degrees as she stared at Luke. "Now, return my power. In a moment, perhaps I can still spare you a little."
"I'd like to." Luke thought for a moment, then suggested, "After all, I only absorbed it by stabbing you. Why don't you let me stab you again now? Maybe it'll go back."
"You really do know how to talk. I find that I'm liking you more and more."
The corner of Evelynn's mouth curled into a cold smile that had reached the limit of her patience.
To be honest, she had put up with this damn man for a very long time already.
As soon as her voice fell, she directly turned into a black shadow. In the next second, that demon claw was already swinging down toward Luke.
The room inside the small attic was already not large to begin with, and it seemed even narrower when blades were swung.
Luke raised Snowglance and calmly blocked this strike. Then he thrust his sword back, accompanied by a howling gust of wind.
Evelynn retreated backward while still finding time to dodge the holy light bolts Vayne fired at her. It seemed she also felt this cramped terrain was extremely bothersome.
With a crash, she directly broke through the window and went out.
The three people inside the room immediately pursued her.
Evelynn stood beneath the rooftop, with a bright moon behind her. Under the moonlight, her figure seemed even more bewitching.
She looked at Luke, the coldness in her eyes not decreasing in the slightest.
As for this prince who had schemed against her, she naturally would not leave easily unless she reclaimed some dignity.
Not to mention, quite a lot of her power was now inside that sword. That was power she had spent many years accumulating. To have it stolen like this naturally left her extremely unwilling.
"Take her down!"
Luke strode forward quickly.
As his shout fell, the battle erupted at once.
At this moment, the aura around Evelynn's appearance looked domineering, but there was more or less a sense that she was strong on the outside while weakened within.
After all, she was in a state where her chest had been pierced, part of her power had been absorbed, and she had been suppressed by an anti-demon tool.
But even so, the battle strength she displayed was still powerful.
At least Luke did not dare let himself lose focus for even a moment now. He was also incomparably serious. Righteous Aura, Courage, and the sword intent throughout his body were all released without reservation.
Sword intent coiled around his body, and with the support of Righteous Aura, his presence carried tremendous pressure.
Evelynn looked at Luke as he swung his sword and confirmed that her eye had indeed not been wrong. He was absolutely someone very special.
It made her a little reluctant to strike too heavily.
However, compared to the power that had been taken from her, Evelynn could still tell what mattered more.
At this moment, Vayne and Frey were also assisting Luke from the sides.
At this time, Evelynn swung out a lasher, smashing it heavily against Luke's Snowglance and knocking him several meters away.
Before Luke landed on the ground, he saw sharp spikes suddenly thrust up from the surface below. He immediately performed consecutive jumps through the air and dodged them.
Vayne and Frey also sensed them in advance and dodged aside.
This time, surprise flashed through Evelynn's eyes. She had indeed seen Luke pause in midair for an instant just now.
This man was truly making her more and more curious.
In the next second, she took the initiative to attack. Her figure was like a ghost as she rapidly arrived before Luke. Her lashers stabbed out like falling rain, and the powerful force drove Luke back step by step.
At the same time, the spikes that could thrust up from the ground at any moment were also extremely dangerous.
However, Luke's current movement technique was not just for show. He nimbly dodged attack after attack.
At that moment, a dagger shot toward Evelynn.
The instant it was about to approach, a figure appeared, reached out to grab the dagger, and coldly stabbed it toward Evelynn.
The lashers behind Evelynn moved and blocked this sneak attack. Then she immediately pulled back, but just as she retreated, another figure leaped down, shouting, "Eat my hammer!"
The sacred hammer radiated a power even Evelynn did not dare underestimate. She immediately sped up and flashed to one side.
Poppy's hammer unfortunately missed, but it let out a heavy impact.
Just as Evelynn dodged, a black dagger slashed toward her.
The instant Evelynn was about to counterattack, a hum rang out, and a burst of musical notes sounded, making her entire body tremble and causing her to freeze in place for an instant.
It was only for that instant, but the black dagger directly left an obvious wound on Evelynn's body.
"How irritating!" Evelynn found that sound strangely annoying. As she dodged, she directly attacked in the direction the sound had come from. In the next second, however, Luke blocked her path.
Katarina, Poppy, Yurna, and Sona all joined the battle at this moment.
In an instant, three against one became seven against one. In the next moment, countless arrows fell toward Evelynn.
In the shadows, several thousand soldiers who had hurried over appeared.
Since Luke knew Evelynn would come, he naturally would not be stingy. However, to avoid attracting her attention, he had first ordered the soldiers to hide farther away.
Only after hearing the sounds of battle would they hurry over.
Now that reinforcements had arrived, the situation instantly became several thousand against one.
Evelynn dodged the rain of arrows, knowing that the current situation could not be dragged out any longer. She suddenly erupted with a surge of violent energy.
With even greater speed, she rushed toward Luke.
She wanted to kill him in one strike and take back her power.
Luke naturally understood what Evelynn was thinking at this moment, and he also used his movement technique to retreat rapidly.
However, Evelynn drew closer and closer. Ferocious purple mist coiled around her body, and her demon form looked incomparably terrifying. Her bloodthirsty claws flashed with cold light, as if she intended to bet everything on this strike.
Sona pressed both hands forcefully onto the strings, and the etwahl released an extremely resonant note.
When it fell into Evelynn's ears, it was unbearably piercing, once again making her entire body stiffen for an instant.
Luke caught this opportunity and swung Snowglance. At the moment he swung, the purple patterns on Snowglance began to glow faintly.
One sword and Evelynn's demon claw fell at the same time.
A streak of purple sword energy slashed out, containing the powerful strength of a demon, and collided with Evelynn's attack.
Boom!
A loud explosion erupted instantly, and a purple ripple spread outward from the center.
"How is that possible?" Evelynn's figure retreated explosively, her eyes filled with disbelief. She stared tightly at the long sword in Luke's hand. From the very beginning, she had felt that sword was strange, but she had not expected it could even use her power.
Unwillingly gritting her teeth, she covered the glaring wound that had been cut into her body. Her figure merged into the moonlight and disappeared.
On the ground, only a pool of demon blood remained.
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