I Formed a Party with a Girl via an Adventurer Matching App - Chapter 38

 The Succubus’s Visit

"……Alright, here we go."

Right near the massive stone wall expanding to enclose the borders of the city. Within a completely secluded, untracked blind spot, a singular woman touched down onto the earth.

Systematically folding her massive, billowing, bat-like wings into a highly compact profile against her spine, the entity was Evangeline—the high-ranking Succubus commanding the second seat among the Demon King's Elite Four.

Briefly adjusting her attire to ensure zero visible operational discrepancies, she began to walk a casual trajectory along the perimeter of the stone defense network, eventually arriving at the primary fortified gate linking the outer wilderness to the interior of the city.

"Excuse me, anyone home~?"

The exact millisecond Evangeline projected her voice toward the local security checkpoint, the on-duty guards stationed inside immediately began to stir with an intense, frantic energy.

This immediate reaction was a direct consequence of her visual appearance; Evangeline had crossed the city threshold disguised as an exceptionally beautiful human woman.

As an entity whose primary biological specialization was the total subversion of the male psyche, her physical features were engineered to be flawlessly striking. Beneath a pair of slightly thick, highly dignified eyebrows, her eyes featured exceptionally long eyelashes and a sleek, sharp contour, framing a pair of alluring gold irises that radiated immense charm. The bridge of her nose was high and elegant, and her plush, voluptuous lips permanently maintained a highly provocative, captivating smile.

Granted, her sun-kissed, exotic brown skin and the subtle, pointed shape of her upper ears were physical attributes rarely encountered among the localized human populations inhabiting this sector. However, foreign travel was not an statistical impossibility, and since her visual profile didn't present an explicitly unnatural anomaly, the gate guards harbored zero cognitive suspicion regarding her heritage.

Her light, wisteria-purple hair, which usually flowed freely, had been meticulously styled into a pair of neat, fluffy space buns—a highly tactical hairdo explicitly designed to completely conceal the pair of small, twisted horns on her head.

Furthermore, while she had brandished a highly exposed black bodysuit inside the Demon King's fortress, she had substituted that garment here for the fabric attire of a standard town girl. Given that she was already dedicating a massive amount of internal spatial management to keeping her wings and tail completely flattened, maintaining that extreme level of exposure would have compromised her disguise.

That being said, her current blouse featured an exceptionally wide, cavernous neckline, and her long skirt was tailored with a preposterously high slit that climbed all the way up her thigh. To any highly trained observer, her wardrobe was riddled with glaring, highly suspicious anomalies…… but to these guards, it was a completely different story.

"W-Wow! So you're traveling on vacation from the neighboring jurisdiction?!"

"Man, that must have been a thoroughly grueling trek across the wilderness!"

"Hehehe……! Yeah, look, when we're dealing with an absolute knockout of a lady like you, running a hazardous contraband inspection is completely unnecessary! You are perfectly clear to pass right through into the interior!"

"Hey! Clear the lane and let the lady pass!"

At the end of the day, her visual appearance was that of an absolute, peerless beauty. Completely blinded by their own pathetic, depraved lust, the incredibly sex-starved border guards effortlessly granted the second seat of the Demon King's Elite Four unrestricted entry into the heart of human territory.

"Ngh, fufu? Thanks a bunch~! You boys sure are incredibly sweet, aren't you~?"

As an added bonus, Evangeline casually blew a playful kiss in their direction. The exact moment the conceptual gesture connected, the men immediately executed a series of sharp, violent full-body tremors, their facial expressions melting into a state of pure, vacant ecstasy.

Then, a fraction of a second later, as the guards systematically regained their conscious composure, they slowly looked down at their own lower torsos, their faces instantly turning completely pale with sheer horror.

Through the mere execution of a blown kiss, Evangeline had forced every single one of them to catastrophically blow their loads right into their uniforms. Such was the terrifying, unmitigated operational threat level posed by a high-ranking Succubus.

Completely ignoring the frantic stampede of guards rushing toward the barracks restroom to wash their thoroughly ruined underwear, Evangeline casually sauntered past the checkpoint and into the streets.

This was the exact city that Kent and Cordelia utilized as their primary base of operations. Leveraging the intelligence harvested from the fractured remnants of the slime and golem garrisons, Evangeline had tasked her personal network of mind-controlled subordinates with tracking down their exact location.

"……Kent O'Brien, hm?"

Evangeline murmured the name under her breath, a slick, hungry tongue darting out to trace the contour of her lips.

From the absolute inception of this deployment, her tactical objective had been explicitly limited to Kent alone—meaning, exclusively the male component of the adventurer duo. Because her biological capacity as a Succubus yielded maximum operational efficacy strictly against members of the opposite sex, targeting him was her path of least resistance. However, as far as Evangeline was concerned, this single limitation presented zero structural issues.

After all, the enemy force was a party of a mere two individuals. It didn't matter how powerful these anomalies were to have successfully dismantled two seats of the Elite Four in rapid succession; the exact second one half of the machine was systematically neutralized, the entire party would inevitably suffer total structural collapse.

Evangeline maintained a highly distinct, provocative stride, swinging her hips with an immense, exaggerated rhythm as she walked. With every single step she took, her large, perfectly rounded rear swayed with an incredibly enticing allure, while the ultra-high slit of her skirt routinely parted to offer tantalizing, fleeting glimpses of her plush, sun-kissed thighs.

"Ugh……"

"Oh crap…… no way……"

"Uwaah…… I just…… blew my load right in my pants……"

Everywhere Evangeline walked, she left a heavy trail of fragrant, exotic perfume in her wake—accompanied by a highly distinct, unmistakably chemical smell of fresh semen. All along the thoroughfare, local men were suddenly bending over double, frantically clutching their crotches with expressions of absolute despair.

Watching this utterly inexplicable phenomenon unfold, the local women—who remained completely immune to the passive aura—furrowed their brows in intense disgust.

"Uh, what is with these guys all of a sudden? Did they all eat some expired rations at the tavern or something?"

"Excuse me, darling? What on earth happened to you just now?"

"Wait, is it just me, or does it suddenly smell incredibly weird right around here?"

"““U-Uuugh…… (The local men maintain an absolute, tight-lipped silence, desperately enduring the wet, squelching sensation of their completely ruined underwear.)””"

Without delivering a single physical touch, and without even casting a direct glance in their direction, Evangeline—an entity whose very biological existence was thoroughly saturated with passive sexual authority—was systematically driving every innocent man in her path into a state of involuntary ejaculation.

And now, at this exact moment.

"Oh? Well, well, look who it is~"

Evangeline successfully locked her golden eyes directly onto her singular target. Standing right within her field of vision was the unmistakable figure of Kent—the exact man her thoroughly infatuated subordinates had bled themselves dry to locate.

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