The Last Incubus with The Vice and Valor System

"Go on..." Leon responded, curiosity killing him from the inside.

Amelia\'s eyes went moist. This was the reason she had planned all these pervy ideas to please him. She had intended to break the news and then use all her efforts to cheer him up. But when she saw Leon upon his return, the need to tell him had completely slipped her mind.

But when her eyes landed on Leon when he returned, breaking the news completely skipped her mind due to how much she missed him...

But now, she remembered it, she knew she couldn\'t afford to keep it in anymore, Lest she end up forgetting it again and wouldn\'t tell him before leaving. Now, she remembered. She knew she couldn\'t afford to keep it in anymore. The last thing she wanted was for Leon to hear this news from someone else.

Seeing her face which was heavy but still beautiful after hearing that, Leon kissed her nape, prompting a moan from her as he whispered, "What\'s up darling?"

Amelia looked away, "It\'s your father..."

Leon frowned, from the looks of it she was clearly hesitating the information was definitely heavy...

Pressing her face to his chest, she said, with all the power she could muster, she was hesitating because she couldn\'t afford to see him sad, she bit her lip and said with all the strength she could muster, "It\'s your father, and the Incubus race... They\'re no more..."

"What?" Leon frowned, but was relieved in the inside, so this is the info she was trying to tell him...

"Ok." He said after a few second...

"Huh?" Amelia in his embrace raised an eyes, realizing that Leon didn\'t react the way She expected...

"Are you okay Leon... Do you already know?" She asked... Still she was glad that his mood didn\'t sour after she revealed the bad news...

"I\'m fine Amelia, and I don\'t know, I don\'t know the battle would come to this. But I\'ve been expecting it, my father told me to expect it. So I\'ve comes to accept the terms in my heart... Don\'t worry, I\'ll get stronger strong enough to avenge them" Leon replied calmly tracing his hands on Amelia\'s sleek black hair.

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief after hearing his reply. Little did she know that while Leon holds some relations with the relation with his father and the incubus by blood in mind and in soul he isn\'t of their kind, he\'s a human being.

Leon felt nothing from this news whatsoever, but he knew that with all the Incubi killed the discrimination against Incubus would increase, so if it\'s ever known that he\'s an Incubus things won\'t turn out great for him... So untill he\'s strong enough not to do so, his identity is meant to be kept hidden...

Anyways, Leon sighed, while one may think that he didn\'t mean his words to Amelia, he did, once he gets strong enough, or if he ever has the chance to he\'ll kill dragons...

"What happened that led to my race\'s demise?" Leon asked...

Amelia\'s gaze went down as she tried hard to remember. After her intense session with Leon, her mind flooded with pleasure non-stop, it was hard for her to remember...

But then her eyes gleamed and she said, "Yes, I overhead it from the gossiping servants that worked on the banquet a few hours ago... It was said that the Dragon race posses a supreme skill that enabled them connect their realm world directly to that of the Incubi"

"I see" Leon nodded in understanding...

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A/N: .

As said before it should be known that each race are living in their own dimension/planets, and all these planets are connected to the Great Labyrinth...

So the only way two races can meet is through the Great Labyrinth or Rare cases of teleportation, and acquiring a realms unique teleportation coordinates...

Will Mc meet elves and monster girls? Yes!

Will there be horned demons? Yes!

Succubus too? Yes!

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Anyways, Leon snuggled closer to her her bare back on his chest, her butt pressed against his crotch, his other hands on her waist before finally resting on her breast...

Amelia said a soft mmm... Feeling comfortable in his embrace...

"Don\'t worry about me Amelia, Okay? Have a good sleep, you\'re tired after our little session" Leon teased in a soft humorous voice...

Amelia blushed, unable to find words to retort Leon, soon her deep calm breath permeated the air, she was asleep...

Leon heaved a sigh of relief, closing his eyes, this day sure was eventful starting from Amelia\'s raging physique then to meeting Seraphina, the restaurant, the challenge, the dungeon, The Lust Goddess, and then the Deathbringer Mercenary Squad which Leon had already silently swore in his heart to eliminate. Especially the young master of the mercenary squad.

Anyone who holds any lustful intent towards Amelia doesn\'t deserve to live...

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Before he joins a sect or Academy, he has made up his mind to eliminate the Deathbringer Mercenary Squad from the surface of this world...

Time passed, and the moon gave way to the rising sun, casting a gentle glow over the horizon. The first rays of light bathed the room, illuminating the serene scene within.

Leon\'s eyes shot open. He kissed Amelia on the forehead before covering her up with a blanket, ensuring she stayed warm and comfortable.

Quietly, he made his way to the bathroom. The cool water cascaded over his body, washing away the remnants of sleep and leaving him refreshed and alert. He allowed himself a moment to savor the sensation before stepping out and drying off with a towel.

Leon walked to an adjacent room, where a combat robe awaited him. The robe, provided by the Viscount for the duel, was a masterpiece. It was jet black with a rich red lining that accentuated its sleek design. The fabric was light yet durable, perfect for combat. A special place for a sword sheath was affixed to the side, allowing for quick and easy access to his weapon.

With steady hands, Leon donned the robe, feeling the weight and purpose of the garment. He carefully fixed his sheathed katana into the designated place, the weapon resting comfortably against his side. Dressed in the robe, he looked every bit the part of a magic swordsman, his presence commanding and formidable.

Leon chuckled to himself. "I just realized there\'s no wager for this duel. I can\'t fight a battle without benefits. Now, what should we wager in this battle?" He smiled, confidence radiating from him as he walked back to the bedroom.

Amelia stirred as he approached. Her eyes fluttered open, and she saw Leon standing before her, his figure handsome and radiating confidence. Smiling, she surprised him with a deep French kiss, her lips lingering on his as she pulled away with a blush.

"I\'ll get ready too," she said, rushing to prepare herself, her cheeks still flushed.

Leon watched her, his confidence bolstered by the warmth of her affection and the anticipation of the duel ahead.

Meanwhile, Amelia moved gracefully to the bathroom after Leon. The sound of water splashing against the floor echoed softly as she filled the tub. She added a fragrant oil that released a calming scent, filling the room with a subtle, soothing aroma. She stepped in, the warm water enveloping her, washing away the remnants of the previous night\'s excitement.

She carefully lathered herself with soap, the suds glistening against her smooth skin. Her movements were deliberate and thorough, ensuring she felt completely refreshed.

After rinsing off, she stepped out and wrapped herself in a soft, plush towel, patting herself dry.

Next, Amelia took her time preparing. She selected a stunning dress, elegant yet practical, accentuating her figure without being too revealing.

It was a deep shade of blue, matching her eyes and contrasting beautifully with her dark hair. She slipped into the dress, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly.

Standing before the mirror, she gently combed her hair, the strands falling into place effortlessly. She applied a touch of makeup: a hint of eyeliner to accentuate her eyes, a touch of blush to add color to her cheeks, and a light gloss for her lips. The result was a look that was both natural and stunning, highlighting her already remarkable beauty.

When Amelia met up with Leon, who was waiting for her, he was momentarily stunned.

Her sense of dressing was impeccable, and the light makeup only enhanced her natural allure. His smile broadened at the sight of her, a look of admiration in his eyes.

"You look beautiful," Leon said, his voice filled with genuine appreciation.

Amelia blushed, smiling back at him. "Thank you. You look quite dashing yourself."

She could see the confidence radiating from him, and it helped alleviate her worries.

Trusting in his strength and determination, she took his arm, and they walked out of the house side by side, their movements in sync.

In a half-intimate position, they walked out of the room.