Succubus System: Starting Strategy for the Half-Elf Queen

After "seeing" the man's face, Shelley gave up his pursuit of Buck and rushed to Congreeve, shaking his shoulders and crying out anxiously: "Congreve

!

What the hell is going on?Why is he being treated like this here

!""Are you provoking the dignity of Duke Bell!?

" Rupert replied in alarm:

"You are talking nonsense! I don't know! You are slandering!"

Mrs. Audley, who was beside him, was always happy, even in such circumstances.

On the surface, Shelley was really unwavering in his heart, and even wanted to laugh.

"He's been stripped naked now, and that item must have been taken away

!" "All we need now is to find a way to pour water on him!"

"How can I not look too contrived?"Feed him water and spill it?"

"It's a little too ...... to act"

"How are you, sir!?"

Shelley's inner complaint was interrupted by Barker's broken howl, and he knelt beside Congreve, shouting incessantly in his ear, and ......

His crotch was already out of control

!"It's a step too late!" Sighing regretfully, Shelley crept away from Buck some distance.

Feeling Shelley's gaze and his faint sigh, Buck thought that Shelley was going to kill him

!"As long as the adults wake up, they can save me!...... and by virtue of the identity of adults,"

he scrambled to find a way to wake his master to his senses.

In desperation, he picked up half a bottle of red wine from the ground and poured it on Congreve's head.

"Help, sir, wake up!" Shelley

looked at this unexpected situation, and pretended to stretch out his hand to block it.

"What are you doing? Are you going to insult my brother too?" Shelley

pushed the crazy Buck aside as he reached out and snatched the broken bottle.

But it was too late, and the splash of red wine had already spilled on the trio.

Deliberately did not dodge, Shelley let the red wine also spill on his head.

"Lord Shelley!" Lydia tried to rush but tripped over her heels and nearly fell to the ground.

"I'm fine, Lydia, don't come here. "

Don't come here! There's a brother here!"

The hall fell silent, not knowing what to make of the farce.

Suddenly, a confused self-muttering broke the silence in the room:

"...... His hair?" the

sharp-eyed nobleman looked at Shelley, whose hair was wet with red wine, and his slightly embarrassed appearance did not spoil his demeanor at this time.

A few drops of red wine dripped from the ends of his silver-gray hair, and with the resolute eyes and blood-stained cheeks, many noble women sank because of it!

Feeling the gaze of the crowd, Shelley crouched down beside Congreve and brought his gaze here without a trace.

Automatically ignoring Buck, who was soaked with his body and pants, when he saw the unconscious Congreve, someone exclaimed:

"Red

hair!?" At this time, Congreve's carefully maintained hair was stained with cream and red wine, and it looked messy, but these were not the point!

"No way!" is it dyed red with red wine?"

"But you see Shelley's hair

......" "......" "......

Dead

silence fell back in the room, and Shelley's expression became extremely serious, looking at his unconscious brother.

“...... What the hell is going on?

" "Can anyone explain it to me!?"

He was like a child whose three views had been shocked, powerlessly guarding his unconscious brother, and asking for help in confusion.

"Hahaha! My lord's blood is noble blood! It's not like you, a bitch

!" Crazy Buck crawled over from the side, hugged Congreve and laughed wildly at the "confused" Shelley

: "Your lord's blood is ......

" Earl Rupert suddenly shouted anxiously at this time:

"Shut up!"

"Ahem, cough, cough !!

". Congreve sat up sharply at this moment, gasping for breath in pain, but not conscious.

With his eyes closed, he lay back on the carpet and let out a scream.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Then the eldest son of the duke, who was supposed to be the protagonist of the conspiracy, actually appeared in a coma at the earl's banquet with only a pair of underwear!

What is even more surprising is that the duke's eldest son seems to have something wrong with his blood......

"

I feel sorry for those who didn't attend the banquet today! They don't know how much they missed

!" "Yes! It's really shocking!"

"If you say that Lord Congreve is a masochist, will Shelley, who is of the same blood, ...... Hey.

"Do you think it's the same blood?"

"Alas! That's a pity! I've wanted to see his crying face for a long time

!" "You're a bad taste! But I want to

see it too!" "Well, I hope I can see it!"

"......

". Natia, who calmly watched Shelley's trial of the enemy, was not frightened by the slightly bloody scene, and she was not a soft-hearted young girl.

At this time, she was frightened by those noble ladies with smiles on their faces and a spring heart!

Her right hand was stunned, and she almost didn't hold the wine glass in her hand, and quietly walked to the other side.

"This ...... Is this a nobleman

......" "How the hell did you survive here before?"

Lydia propped up the table and looked at Shelley in the center of the field, thinking with some distress

, "Lord Shelley looks sad, they must be on good terms!"

"...... Where do I think I've seen that pattern?"

......

The person in question, Shelley, is not as pained, flustered, and angry as others think at this ......time

His mind was full of big question marks now

!"?????

" "Congreve, I can't see it

!" "You kid, you're still playing so exciting?"

"What an iron-clad man!"

In order to hide the fact that he was about to laugh, Shelley lowered his head and pretended to observe the injury, at this time his brow furrowed slightly.

"No, this is no ordinary flogging

!" "The scars are arranged in a regular pattern!"

"...... Hey, is this the

emblem of some god?" Shelley took a breath of cold air like a toothache, and Shelley felt that his forehead was instantly filled with cold sweat!

"The emblem can be depicted in this way, and there is only one ...... I can think of......

Lauvita, the goddess of pain!".