I Formed a Party with a Girl via an Adventurer Matching App - Chapter 39

 The Charm Spell

"Ngh, fufu?"

Evangeline slowly licked her lips like a predatory beast tracking its prey.

The location where she and her target, Kent, were currently positioned was the absolute heart of the city district. It was a chaotic, bustling merchant avenue lined on both sides with food stalls and commercial vendors catering directly to the common folk.

Ambling right through the thick of the crowd was Kent, wearing a completely vacant, thoroughly bored expression as he walked in her direction. His physical appearance matched the intelligence data compiled by her utterly infatuated subordinates with absolute precision.

He was entirely unarmed. Scanning the surrounding area with a practiced eye, she noted there was zero sign of the female adventurer who supposedly served as his tactical partner. He was likely taking a routine rest day from his standard monster-hunting duties today, utilizing the time to leisurely relax within the city walls. Unlike the hostile wilderness outside, he clearly harbored zero anxiety about a sudden monster ambush within urban territory. His face—possessing all the structural vigilance of a thoroughly flat, stale ale—told the entire story.

In short: every single variable in this environment was systematically aligned in Evangeline's favor.

"Well, well. This might actually wrap up a whole lot easier than I thought~"

Letting out a sharp, brief whistle under her breath, she began to saunter forward with a light, cheerful bounce in her step, heading directly toward Kent.

The man paid absolutely zero attention to his surroundings. Walking with his head tilted slightly downward, he had evidently not yet registered Evangeline's approach.

Evangeline continued her advance. With every single step she took, her massive breasts swayed heavily beneath the cheap fabric of her blouse, and the deep contour of her thigh peeked tantalizingly through the high slit of her skirt before vanishing again.

The market vendors flanking the street and the male shoppers passing by were systematically enslaved by her visual profile one after another. From all directions, the highly viscous, wet sound of spurt-splat, spurt-splat began to echo through the thoroughfare, invariably followed by low, pathetic groans. Tragically, even a young boy who hadn't even reached proper biological maturity found his face flushing a bright, volcanic red as his shorts were suddenly stained white without him understanding a single thing that was happening to his anatomy.

Finally, just as Kent—who still remained completely oblivious to the bizarre anomalies occurring all around him—was on the absolute verge of passing directly by her:

"Ahahn……?!"

An exceptionally sultry, breathless gasp echoed through the immediate space. It belonged to Evangeline. Making absolutely zero effort to conceal the manufactured nature of the accident, she threw her entire weight forward, lunging straight into Kent's chest.

"Woah?! W-What's going on?"

Having things escalate to point-blank contact, Kent finally registered Evangeline's presence. Though thoroughly bewildered by the woman who had suddenly latched herself onto his torso, he instinctively utilized the exceptional core stability of a veteran adventurer to firmly catch her weight and keep them both upright.

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Maintaining her tight, clinging embrace against his chest, Evangeline opened her mouth to speak.

"Oh myy……? I-I am so incredibly sorry~? It looks like I completely tripped over my own feet~"

"O-Oh, right…… well, this sector gets a massive amount of foot traffic, so there's always random debris lying around on the cobblestones. You should definitely watch your step."

"Ahahn…… you really are an exceptionally sweet guy, aren't you, mister~?"

"I-I mean, not really…… I think this is pretty much standard behavior."

……Perfect. Everything is going precisely according to operational parameters.

Evangeline kept her head tilted downward, a faint, predatory smirk spreading across her lips.

She had successfully established direct physical contact with Kent without encountering a single structural obstacle. Right now, his mind was almost certainly reeling in pure shock from the divine, yielding softness of a Succubus's anatomy. And now that they had actively exchanged dialogue, the suggestive, mesmerizing cadence of her voice had undoubtedly begun to completely paralyze his cognitive reasoning.

This was the core tactical manifestation of Evangeline's Succubus traits—and her ultimate, foolproof methodology for victory. A Succubus's Charm ability yielded maximum destructive output when deployed at point-blank range through direct, unmitigated skin-to-skin contact. By utilizing this passive authority to completely liquefy a man's internal fortitude, she could systematically force them to swear a lifetime of absolute, unquestioning servitude. This was her personal art of war.

Once the target's mental defenses were thoroughly dismantled, the rest of the operation was trivial. A singular command dictating that he never oppose the Demon King's Army again would settle the matter permanently. If his latent capability still posed a statistical threat to their long-term interests, she could simply drain his raw life force to the absolute dregs as a mid-afternoon snack. When a human male collapsed before Evangeline's overwhelming magical capacity and sexual authority, he was rendered utterly incapable of mounting a single shred of resistance, no matter what acts she chose to inflict upon his anatomy.

Having engaged in such explicit, high-pressure physical contact and direct conversation, Kent was mathematically guaranteed to have his entire focus monopolized by Evangeline's existence. His ultimate fate had been securely sealed within the palm of her hand the exact millisecond she breached his personal space.

To have executed the infiltration and contact phases with such flawless precision—honestly, my own genius is borderline terrifying, Evangeline thought, her lips curving into a loose, thoroughly smug grin.

Oops, focus, focus~

Instantly wiping the predatory expression from her features, she replaced it with a highly vulnerable, tear-rimmed gaze, casting her eyes upward to look directly at Kent while remaining firmly latched to his chest.

Now, for the final operational stroke. Kent's psychological defenses were undoubtedly already fracturing at the foundation. All that remained was to look directly into his eyes and discharge the absolute maximum output of her magical capacity via her Charm spell. Once that payload connected, the man was as good as conquered.

"Hey, mister…… look at me~?"

"O-Oh, yeah……?"

Evangeline locked her gaze directly with Kent, who stood perfectly stationary beneath her weight. Channeling an immense reservoir of internal mana, her golden eyes began to radiate an ominous, deeply hypnotic luminescence.

And then, parting her plush, voluptuous lips, she began to weave her mana-infused syllables into the air.

"As a special little apology for completely wiping out and causing you so much trouble~?"

Every single syllable, even the exact acoustic volume of her hot breath, was engineered to absolute perfection. Tonight, just like any other day, Evangeline was an exceptionally beautiful, adorable, and hyper-erotic monster specifically designed to completely enslave the male psyche.

"……Mister, won't you take my body right here~?"

Now, go ahead and blow your load like a pathetic, miserable little worm~

Fully anticipating the sudden, pathetic sound of squelching fluid to erupt from his trousers at any second, Evangeline peered even deeper into the absolute depths of Kent's eyes, and—

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