My Happy Dragon Life With Supernatural Girls-Chapter 79. Three Naughty Succubi.

The three succubi were breathtakingly beautiful and their tails were currently flickering with a restless and hungry desire, suitable for beautiful and dangerous demons, such as these three naughty and extremely sexy demons.

Also, each of them was wearing an extremely seductive cloth that didn’t fail to reveal their perfect curves and beauty with their erect nipples pointing out for anyone passing by to see.

Well, since they were currently in a VIP lounge, it meant that no one aside from them could see their extremely gorgeous bodies, which were really close to being bare.

"Oh my devi. I can’t wait to see Prince Astaroth in action today.," One of them murmured as her eyes darkened with a naughty glint in them.

"Me too. I know our kingdom must surely win, but I think only House Mammon and House Azazel will be our true obstacle in achieving our aim." The second succubus added.

"Oh, don’t forget about House Belphegor too." The third succubus reminded them as her hand playfully slid down her own hip.

"Hmm, you do have a point. I heard they have a very powerful demoness there."

"Yeah, Princess Astrid. I heard she’s talented."

"Ohh, I wonder if His Highness will be destroying her in the ring."

"Yeah, I hope he does. Our kingdom must win the tournament."

"I agree."

"Me too." The second succubus whispered and the third added with a giggle.

"Me three." She giggled once again before saying. "Honestly, I’ve been hearing some strange rumors about the two of them though."

"Was it the one about the two of them hopefully getting married in the future?"

"Yep, that’s the one."

"Well, I’m glad it’s just a rumor because I don’t want them to be together."

"Me too."

"Me three."

"Honestly, I saw her during His Highness homecoming party. She was too pretty.... I mean, ugly for him. His Highness should forget about her and come settle down with us instead. I’d be more than happy to marry him and have all of his babies for him."

"Hehehehe ~ I agree with you, sis."

"Well, if it happens to me, you won’t see me complaining."

All three girls giggled happily as they continued to speak of how strong Astaroth was and how they wouldn’t wait to have him all grown up and pinning them down on the bed to break loose their wet p****.

But since their room barely had a thick wall.

Well, actually, it does have a thick wall. Still, since the three ladies were so loud while talking to each other, all other male demons who just happened to be in their vicinity couldn’t help but notice the tent between their legs due to the nasty, unfiltered words coming out of their lips.

Well, of course, no one could really blame these three beautiful Succubi because as demons of lust who thrive in direct skin-ship and intense intimacy, it was expected for the three demons to say words like this as their daily norms.

Anyways, while this continued to happen in the special inn, something entirely different seemed to be happening, far away in the Capra Demon Lord’s Kingdom.

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High above the cities, at the highest point of the Capra Demon Lord’s fortress, a lone figure could be seen moving and doing something impossible.

Actually, his silhouette was what could be seen right now.

On a stone platform that was exposed to the open sky, a young male demon seemed to be balanced upside down with his entire body supported by just two fingers pressed into the stone as he continued to count out loud.

"Four hundred ninety-eight."

"Four hundred ninety-nine."

"Five hundred." He said and the stone beneath his fingers cracked slightly, but Saber didn’t stop.

Instead, he lifted his legs higher and now his body was perfectly straight as he continued without pause until he reached.

"Six hundred ninety-eight." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Six hundred ninety-nine."

"Seven hund...." Saber stopped mid-sentence when he suddenly heard a set of soft footsteps approaching him from behind.

It was a young Satyr girl with blonde hair and small curved horns.

She stepped carefully onto the platform, and her elegant maid uniform fluttered gently in the wind, but her cheeks became flushed the moment she noticed how sweaty and sexy her handsome prince currently was.

Cecilia bowed deeply as she clutched a towel and a waterskin to her chest before handing them nervously to her prince.

"Y-Your Highness," she said nervously. "The tournament will be starting soon. I believe... It’s time for us to leave the fortress."

Hearing this, Saber finally lowered himself and landed lightly on his feet as though he were as light as a feather.

Saber took the water skin from her then he began drinking deeply before wiping his face with the towel.

The sunlight brightened up his silver hair as he turned to Cecilia, and his calm hazel eyes gazed upon her as he thanked her.

"Thank you, Cecilia. I really appreciate it" He reached out and briefly caressed her cheeks while saying this.

Cecilia’s face turned bright red as she nodded rapidly with a flustered look on her face.

She was too flustered to give him a response but Saber didn’t mind either.

Instead, he turned away and gazed toward the distant horizon where the Pyro Demon Lord’s lands lay.

On the other side of the continent, in the Pyro Demon Lord’s Kingdom, the corridors of the Pyro Demon Lord’s castle shone brightly.

The walls seemed to be carved from special volcanic stones and the footsteps of someone walking echoed loudly within the hall.

Vulcan strode down the hall with heavy, deliberate steps and his towering frame scraped close to the arched ceilings while his four muscular arms were folded gently behind his back.

His crimson colored skin glowed gently, and his curved horns pointed backward from his head.

Tiny embers of fire also drifted lazily from his shoulders with every step he took, and behind him, his butler, Jarvis, trailed with a familiar calm and composed demeanor.

But despite the intense heat radiating out of Vulcan, the butler’s posture remained straight and unafraid.

The two continued to stroll steadily across the hall until they finally stopped before a massive door.

Upon reaching the door, Vulcan raised one arm and knocked.

BOOM. BOOM.

A few seconds passed and then from inside the room, a muffled and sleepy voice groaned wearily.

"Ugh..... Go away....old man."

*Phew* *Silence~*

The hallway turned even more silent than it was a second ago and a thick vein bulged sharply on Vulcan’s forehead.

Noticing this immediately, Jarvis tried to say something.

"Your Majesty..." He began to say but then the door suddenly exploded inward.

*BANG..!!!!*

Vulcan stepped into the room without waiting to hear anything and he noticed how the chamber inside was completely different from how bright the hallway currently was.

Thick, dark curtains currently blocked most of the light, and Vulcan could see some scorched training gears scattered across the floor, with the air smelling faintly of sweat and soot.

At the center of the room lay a bed, and on that bed, was a boy.

The boy looked human, and he had black colored hair which was sprawled messily across his pillow.

The boy had pale skin, and his chest seemed to be rising and falling in slow, exhausted breaths as he tried to sleep.

Xavier was wearing nothing but loose trousers with one arm dangling lazily off the side of the bed.

But if not for the intense heat radiation out from his body, anyone could have easily assumed him to be a human.

Meanwhile, Vulcan stared down at him before saying flatly. "Get up. The tournament begins today."

However, Xavier shifted slightly and raised one hand toward his father.

"Shut up, old man... I know..."

Hearing this, another vein popped up on Vulcan’s head and his anger seemed to be heating up with every passing second.

From a distance, if anyone were to view both father and son right now, they’d probably think they weren’t related because right now, Vulcan had red colored skin, a horn, and four huge, muscular arms, but as for his son, Xavier, the young boy looked exactly like a human.

However, the young boy was clearly not a human because the reason Vulcan looked like a demon right now was simply that he was currently in his mutated form, and Xavier wasn’t.

If Xavier were to reveal his mutated form, he would definitely look similar to his father, but at a much shorter height when compared to the towering demon lord.

Meanwhile, Jarvis noticed the tense atmosphere between father and son, so he cleared his throat loudly to draw Vulcan’s attention toward him.

"Forgive the Young Master, Your Majesty," Jarvis said respectfully. "He has been training relentlessly for months. So his exhaustion is somewhat... understandable."

Vulcan stared at his son and he noticed the young boy muttering something unintelligible to himself before rolling slightly onto his side.

Noticing this as well, Jarvis continued to speak smoothly.

"If it pleases you, Your Majesty. I will see to it that the young master is bathed, dressed, and ready before departure."