Forced To Become The Devil’S Succubus Lover Chapter 23

The female crew member’s face instantly changed. She kicked over the dining table, pulled out a dagger, and lunged toward Loren.

At the same time, the crew members outside flooded in, completely blocking the two of them inside the cabin.

Su Sheng’s expression darkened. Just as he was about to act, Loren held him back.

Loren turned and smiled at him, “Let me handle this.”

In that instant, Su Sheng clearly saw a flash of killing intent in Loren’s eyes.

Loren caught the attacking dagger between two fingers, pulled it forward, and the female crew member stumbled backward and fell awkwardly.

“You’re not a Mage?” Orion was astonished when he saw this.

Loren placed a foot on the female crew member’s back. She had just tried to stand up but was forced back down onto the floor. Loren sneered, “When did I ever say I was a Mage?”

Orion’s face shifted several times before settling into a calm, sinister grin. “Not being a Mage isn’t a big deal. Hand over everything valuable you have, otherwise—”

Orion let out two cunning, cold laughs.

Loren looked at Orion with contempt, his expression suggesting, “You think you’re capable of that?”

Orion understood Loren’s expression. He glared at them with vicious intensity, his face twitching slightly with anger. Just when Su Sheng thought he was about to attack, a strange calmness flashed in Orion’s eyes. He clapped his hands. “So what if one’s a Knight and the other’s a Mage? Tusso, it’s your turn.”

Outside the window, a black shadow flashed past, followed by a loud thud as something landed on the deck.

Immediately afterward, the roof was blown off. Su Sheng looked up and saw an Undead Bone Dragon, a chain around its neck, glaring fiercely at him.

The Undead Bone Dragon had the ability to suppress magic. No wonder the captain was so fearless.

Orion looked at them smugly and reminded them, “If you don’t hand over your valuables, you’ll become Tusso’s dinner.”

“And just a reminder, if a fight breaks out, can this ship handle it? Being buried at sea wouldn’t be pleasant.”

Loren casually drew his sword and flicked the blade. “I’m a little curious. With your strength, how did you manage to tame this demon?”

Orion revealed teeth stained black from smoke. The long scar on his face twitched like a wriggling centipede as he laughed maniacally. “The Demon King granted it to me, of course! I have dedicated my soul to the Demon King, and he will protect me.”

Loren suddenly scoffed, saying nothing. He flipped his sword and drove it downward, pinning the struggling crew member’s hand—the one who was reaching for a dagger—to the deck.

The crew member let out a piercing shriek.

“Be good,” Loren said with a smile.

Seeing that they refused to yield, Orion’s face twisted with rage. He turned and commanded, “What are you waiting for? Attack!”

The Bone Dragon flew into the sky and swooped down toward Su Sheng, simultaneously spitting out a stream of blue, frigid flame.

Su Sheng frowned slightly. Many Mages were helpless against ghost fire because it naturally countered magic. Once it touched you, it couldn’t be shaken off unless you died.

Loren quickly drew his sword and leaped up. His first strike scattered the flames. When he raised his sword again, the blade clashed with the Bone Dragon, producing a crisp clang.

Then Su Sheng watched as, without Loren even using his full strength, the dragon inexplicably let out a whimper, tucked its tail between its legs, and scurried away.

Su Sheng: “…”

Orion: “…”

The crew members present: “…”

Could someone tell them what just happened?

Just as Loren was about to make another move, Su Sheng quickly grabbed him, secretly shook his head, and whispered, “Don’t.”

Loren paused, glared coldly at the people opposite him, sheathed his sword at his waist, and slowly walked behind Su Sheng.

Orion stumbled back a few steps, his face pale, muttering, “He’s just a Knight, how could he possibly…”

Su Sheng didn’t give them time to recover. He slowly scanned the group and said, “Do as I say, and I won’t kill you.”

The men bent over fearfully. “Yes, esteemed Mage.”

Orion looked left and right, seeing no one supporting him. His face contorted with fury. “You, you dare betray me!” With that, he drew the scimitar from his waist and lunged toward Su Sheng.

Everything happened in an instant, but Loren was faster. Loren threw his sword. The blade pierced through Orion’s body, carrying him backward. When the others turned, they saw their captain pinned dead inside the cabin.

The people in the cabin were subdued.

After drifting on the sea for several days and nights, they finally found the so-called “Dead Sea.”

A massive whirlpool on the surface of the sea, capable of swallowing all living things, was slowly moving and growing larger.

Su Sheng’s expression was solemn. He carefully observed the vortex. Finding it consistent with the descriptions in the books, he confirmed that this “Dead Sea” was the key to entering Dragon Island!

Su Sheng cast a magic shield over the ship, then instructed the crew to sail into it.

One of the crew members protested.

Su Sheng looked around and said, “This is the only way to Dragon Island. I know you are all afraid, but please trust me. With me here, nothing will happen to you.”

The ship plunged into the whirlpool. Protected by Su Sheng’s magic shield, it passed through the vortex completely unharmed.

An island lay not far away. The crew celebrated, their eyes now filled with respect for Su Sheng, devoid of any prior defiance.

At this point, he cleared his throat publicly. Once the crew members were looking at him, he said, “I will cast an invisibility spell on each of you to prevent detection by the creatures on the island. You should stay along the edge of the island for a few days and wait for us to return.”

“Remember, you absolutely must not approach the center of the island,” he slowly scanned the crowd and instructed.

The island was surrounded by mountains. The path leading inward was littered with carnivorous plants and poisonous miasma. The area was shrouded in mist, like a labyrinth. The crisscrossing paths were flanked by tall, dense thickets. Looking up, they couldn’t see the sky; looking forward, they couldn’t see the end. There were also ferocious beasts that occasionally darted out—these creatures were kept by the Dragon race as stored provisions.

This path was originally created specifically for humans to enter the island, but now it was overgrown with thorns. Walking on it, they could clearly sense that it had been abandoned for many years.

After breaking the hundred-and-first magic array, they finally entered the interior, a process that took an entire day and night.

After navigating the labyrinthine path, a pitch-black stone gate appeared at the end of the tunnel. A black dragon was carved into it, its eyes inlaid with green diamonds, giving it a murderous appearance.

It carried a dark aura.

Su Sheng stopped, staring at the ferocious, fanged black dragon carved in the center of the stone gate. Loren noticed and asked, “Why stop?”

“Something is wrong,” he said. “This is inconsistent with the records in the Holy Temple. The ruler of Dragon Island is Bia, the White Dragon King. There should have been a white dragon here.”

Loren scoffed. “The records in the Holy Temple aren’t necessarily all correct. Maybe there was always a black dragon here.”

Su Sheng said calmly, “The Holy Temple might not always be correct, but decades ago, the White Dragon King invited Temple officials into Dragon Island once.”

Su Sheng walked forward first, speaking as he went. “This might be related to the break in communication between Dragon Island and the Holy Temple a decade ago.”

After stepping through the stone gate, the scenery was drastically different from the exterior. Cone-shaped stones floated in the air, each topped with a semi-circular dragon nest. They varied in size, but from a distance, they looked like stone pupae cut in half.

Legend has it that giant dragons hide their treasures in their nests, which is probably why so many people still come here despite knowing how dangerous Dragon Island is.

Su Sheng knew the purpose of this trip was to find the White Dragon King; everything else was irrelevant. But Dragon Island was vast, and finding the White Dragon King would be difficult.

Loren, who was picking and sniffing a flower, noticed Su Sheng’s distress. He crushed the flower underfoot, his posture lazy. “What’s there to worry about? Just hunt a dragon. See, like this flower.”

Su Sheng glanced down and commented, “You might be the only person who treats a carnivorous plant like an ordinary flower.”

Hunting a dragon—he had certainly considered it. But hearing it from a prince who had never seen a dragon, as if hunting one was as simple as eating and drinking, felt strange.

“Hunting a dragon is indeed a good method,” he said, looking at Loren flatly. However, if it hadn’t been for Loren’s suggestion, they might still be circling in the maze.

Since setting foot on Dragon Island, a strange feeling always arose in Su Sheng regarding Loren, as if Loren had been here before.

But there had never been a report on the continent of anyone returning safely from Dragon Island. The only one who could come and go freely on Dragon Island was probably the Demon King.

But no matter how bad the situation got, it couldn’t be worse than the possibility that “Loren is the Demon King,” right?

And for some reason, the thought of that always brought a faint sense of rejection.

This person was just a companion, wasn’t he?

Not far away, Loren picked another flower. This time it was an ordinary wild rose. He was meticulously trimming the thorns from the rose stem, his posture focused.

Seeing this, Su Sheng involuntarily froze, his heart skipped a beat.