Chapter 74: The Succubus Princess’s Crushing Defeat – Don’t I Deserve Some Dignity? (1)

For Rong, there was both good news and bad news.

The good news: nothing happened.

As she suspected, her chosen friend was a true gentleman.

Even when faced with her heat cycle, he didn’t take advantage of her.

The bad news: despite her full succubus allure being activated, she still couldn’t win over a man.

Instead, she’d been tamed like a kitten for half an hour!

As her rationality returned, she began to recall her actions even during her unconscious state.

While the specifics were hazy, she clearly remembered that Shia didn’t touch her inappropriately and even placed her on the bed.

Like a pet cat.

But she was a succubus!

A fully-fledged, irresistibly enchanting succubus—not some domesticated house pet!

If word of this got out, wouldn’t the fairies of Dreamland mock her for an entire month?

The embarrassment was overwhelming.

Her brain was on the verge of shutting down.

What now? How could she face such an awkward situation?

If only she could faint and escape!

Having no idea how to confront Shia, she decided to continue feigning cluelessness.

Rong’s body stiffened slightly but still nuzzled into Shia’s chest.

The pleasant scent drew her closer.

“Meow~”

Her soft, trembling voice carried a touch of nervousness.

Was this how kittens acted cute?

Anxious, Rong continued to rub against him.

“Meow~”

The purring sound she made was reminiscent of a cat’s contented hum.

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Shia reached out and patted her head, his hand gradually moving down to stroke her back.

To be honest, Rong felt resistant inside.

She wasn’t truly out of her senses—just terrified of dying from embarrassment, so she played along.

As a succubus princess determined to rely on herself and not feed on others’ essence, physical contact with the opposite sex was a violation of her principles!

She was a dignified succubus princess. How could she allow someone to pet her like a cat?

Succubus princesses had their pride!

“Mmhmm~”

Yet she involuntarily squinted her eyes in pleasure, her upper body collapsing onto Shia.

It wasn’t her lack of resolve; it was his expert petting skills that rendered her defenses useless.

She tilted her chin up, his fingers scratching gently under it, sending a wave of tingling comfort through her.

It felt amazing.

So relaxing that she completely let her guard down, fully enjoying the moment like an actual kitten.

“How long do you plan to keep this act up?”

From above came Shia’s calm voice, gentle and soothing.

But his words mercilessly shattered her pretense, tearing away her last shred of dignity.

Rong’s body froze.

Instantly, she felt guilty.

He… found out?

That couldn’t be!

Hadn’t her disguise been flawless?

When did he figure it out?

It was as though Shia could read her mind.

“I knew from the moment we locked eyes,” he said, his voice light with a teasing smile.

Rong’s eyes widened in shock as she looked up at him.

Did that mean… he caught on right from the beginning?

So, Shia had been watching her play the role of a kitten the entire time?

She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

But the worst was yet to come.

She looked at her current state—a true succubus in every way.

Her true form was exposed.

And Shia had seen everything.

She wasn’t human. She was a succubus!

How could she possibly face her master now?

Although she felt humiliated and ashamed, Rong was naturally straightforward. Since her secret was out, she decided to come clean.

“That’s right. As you can see, I’m a succubus.”

Her voice carried a hint of sorrow.

“Shia, don’t worry. I’ll leave quietly… soon.”

The words were hard to say, but she forced them out despite the turmoil in her heart. She didn’t dare meet Shia’s eyes.

This was the first time she’d met someone who treated her so kindly and understood her so well… a true friend.

She was afraid.

Afraid of seeing disdain or rejection in his gaze—the same looks she had grown used to from others.

Who would want to be friends with a succubus?

She should have been used to it.

But her recent interactions with Shia had been so warm and comforting. The thought of losing that connection filled her with panic.

Yet Shia didn’t let go. He continued stroking her head, as though he hadn’t heard her words.

This made Rong snap.

She grabbed his hands, glaring at him fiercely.

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m not human! I’m not a cat! I’m a succubus!”

She had already prepared herself emotionally for rejection, but why wasn’t he playing along?

Shia glanced at his restrained hands, then at the angry succubus princess glaring at him with a mix of frustration and embarrassment. She looked like a puffed-up kitten pretending to be fierce.

“Why do you want to leave?”

His tone was so genuinely curious that Rong was momentarily stunned.

Why did she want to leave?

Wasn’t that the natural thing to do?

He knew she was a succubus, so why didn’t Shia plan to kick her out?

In Rong’s mind, although this outcome saddened her, it was completely normal.

She had even braced herself to face Shia’s ridicule.

But…

“I’m a succubus. Aren’t you going to laugh at me?”

After all, any friends she’d had in the past who discovered she was a succubus would always look at her with disdain and then never speak to her again.

To Rong, being a succubus seemed inherently contemptible.

So, wasn’t it natural for him to want her gone?

Why did she even ask such a question?

“A succubus is just another race. Why would I laugh at you?” Shia replied casually, his tone indifferent.

The prejudices of the world had always been something Shia disdained.

He firmly believed in the equality of all beings.

To him, a person—or a succubus—was judged by their actions, not their origins.

Rong’s grip on Shia’s hand loosened slightly.

Wasn’t this common sense?

Through his words and actions, Shia showed her that it wasn’t common sense at all.

A person’s origin was merely their starting point in this world.

And the starting point mattered the least.

The journey could be glorious or mundane; the ending could be admirable.

Everyone lived under the same sky, simply as different beings.

Rong stared blankly at Shia, her red lips slightly parted.

“But…”

But her life experiences told her that succubi were always seen as inferior.

No one would want to be friends with a succubus.

How could someone not care?

“Your origin doesn’t define you. Everyone has thoughts and the freedom to choose their path in life.”

“So, as long as you live earnestly in the present, you’re worthy of respect.”

Shia’s calm voice resonated deeply within Rong, shaking her worldview.

Rong was left speechless, unable to form a response.

Her heart trembled uncontrollably.

The affection she felt for Shia surged, her gratitude overwhelming.

No one had ever said such words to her before.

Shia was the first person who didn’t look down on her for being a succubus.

Rong couldn’t help but bury her face in Shia’s chest.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes slightly red, her voice trembling.

“Such despicable words!”

Shia was stunned. How were they despicable?