Cuckold Wizard Adventure

Chapter 662 Luluane’s Night Visit

Edited by: Kanaa-senpai

The monsters within the capital had been thrown into a panicked rout by the unexpected raid. Though they had been unable to mount an organized counter-offensive, their numbers were being steadily whittled down while the duel between Shinji and Lechary raged – yet they struggled on. However, once she took to the skies and vanished, they instinctively realized the battle was lost and began a desperate scramble to flee the city.

Yet, every gate and passage out of the capital was firmly held by the Resistance. The fleeing monsters found themselves leaping straight into a slaughterhouse of their own making.

A few hours after Lechary’s withdrawal, the dust finally settled. Cries of triumph from the Resistance echoed through the streets, and the citizens of the capital, finally liberated from that living hell, wept with relief.

Within the royal castle, the royalty and high-ranking priests were found alive, but every last one of them had been driven utterly insane. Reduced to nothing but incoherent groaning, the one responsible for their broken state was none other than Lechary.

For a succubus whose power allows her to traverse worlds, using her lewd magic to shatter a man’s mind is a trivial feat. While Lechary was the one who carried out the deed, it was, of course, Shinji who had requested it.

Shinji had calculated that the old ruling class would be nothing but an obstacle to stable governance once the capital was secured. However, he also feared that if they were simply executed, their deaths might be used to plant seeds of insurrection against the new regime.

Thus, Shinji chose to use them as pawns to engineer a narrative perfectly suited for the Resistance: “The nation was so thoroughly broken by the very god the old regime worshipped that it is beyond restoration.”

Faced with the sight of the former royals and high priests reduced to hollow shells, any faction seeking a return to the old ways would surely fall silent. No one wants to share such a fate, and a movement without a figurehead is far easier to manage.

While countless other issues surely remained, every obstacle removed shortened the time until the cleanup was finished – and the sooner Shinji would be relieved of his duties. Since he had no formal right to meddle in politics, it was very like him to do what he could from the shadows while he still had the chance.

The man behind this shadow-play, Shinji, was currently resting in a suite within the occupied castle. It was a lavish room once reserved for royalty, dominated by a king-sized canopy bed. The royal sector had suffered relatively little damage from the monsters, and this was where he had been brought, utterly spent.

”I’m so stupidly tired…” Shinji muttered to himself.

This had been the first time Shinji had ever fought a battle where he poured his own mana into the Caldron of Lust until his reserves were bone-dry. The sheer strain of refining mana beyond his limits and manifesting such high-level magic had left him buried under a mountain of fatigue.

(But it was a good experience. I really should thank my foster mother… though I can’t bring myself to feel particularly grateful right now.)

This maximum-effort confrontation had been an invaluable experience; that condensed time of struggle had forced both Shinji and Freri to grow. It gave him a chance to reflect on his identity as a mage – his peak output, his limits, and exactly what he was still missing.

For now, however, the exhaustion from being danced around on his step-mother’s palm outweighed any sense of growth. He knew that once she returned to her world, he wouldn’t see her for a long time, so he felt he should at least offer a final goodbye – but even that felt like too much effort in his current state.

Still, he didn’t feel like this was a final parting. He knew that no matter what, Lechary would find a way to thrive; he simply couldn’t imagine a world where someone actually managed to kill her.

And so, Shinji surrendered to the pull of sleep. He drifted off, assuming that by the time he woke, Goddess Padra would have already sent Lechary back to her own realm. He had no way of knowing that his step-mother had left one massive, final bit of trouble waiting for him.

As Shinji fell into a deep, heavy slumber, the night grew late. With a faint click, the door swung open. The sleeping youth noticed nothing, but Freri, watching from the shadows, was instantly alert.

However, even as a female silhouette approached the bed, Freri made no move to intervene. She had already received a clandestine message from Lechary.

As the woman – Luluane – pressed a knee onto the mattress, the bed gave a soft creak. She was still wearing her casual black knee-length tunic, but she was barefoot, her long boots discarded. Her exposed, slender legs shimmered with a certain sensuality.

With every step she took on all fours across the king-sized bed, her ample breasts and long, pale-purple hair swayed. Her breathing had been ragged since the moment she entered the room, her cheeks were flushed, and the eyes that fixed on his peaceful face were unmistakably clouded with lust.

(Shinji-san… Shinji-san… Shinji-san! ♡)

For a peerless succubus like Lechary, driving a young girl into heat from a distance – even an Apostle of a Goddess – was child’s play. It was all the easier when the target already harbored special feelings for the man in question.

The deep respect she felt – the earnest desire to become an Apostle as great as Shinji – had been temporarily overwritten by raw affection. The current Luluane was consumed by a primal, singular urge: to have s*x with the man she adored.

”Please… excuse me… ♡” Luluane whispered.

Peeling back the duvet, she placed her palm over his crotch and began to rub slowly. As she felt the shaft inside his trousers gradually grow stiff and large, Luluane let out a low, throaty sound.

Normally, Shinji would have bolted awake instantly, but Freri had used a sleeping powder beforehand to ensure he remained in the depths of a dreamless sleep. Thus, everything was proceeding exactly as Lechary and Freri had plotted.

His semi-erection soon became a full, prominent bulge. To a girl with plenty of theoretical knowledge but zero practical experience, the sight alone was overwhelmingly provocative.

With a rapturous expression, her hands moved to his waistband. Her rationality completely melted, Luluane was beyond stopping herself; driven by pure instinct, she pulled his trousers and underwear down together.

”So this is a man’s… Shinji-san’s… ♡” she murmured to herself.

It was thick, long, and impressively crowned – a lewd instrument that had already captivated many women. The heavy, masculine scent of pre-c**m, amplified by the succubus’s magic, smelled like the most intoxicating perfume to her.

”Time to eat! ♡” Luluane said happily.

Despite this being her very first time performing a s*xual act, Luluane didn’t hesitate for a second as she took the tip of his p**is into her mouth.

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Author’s Note:

Sleep tight, Shinji-kun.

This was a Luluane-focused chapter.

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Trivia:

- Shinji intentionally left the royalty alive but insane to prevent them from becoming martyrs.

- Shinji’s exhaustion stems specifically from over-refining mana for the Caldron of Lust

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Character Insight:

Shinji shows his pragmatic, almost cold political side by manipulating the insanity of the royals for the Resistance’s benefit. Luluane, despite being an Apostle, is shown to be completely vulnerable to the high-level corruptive magic of a master succubus like Lechary, subverting her usual respectful persona.

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Behind the Scenes:

The term ‘Yobai’ (Night Visit) is a cultural trope often used in Japanese folklore and erotica, involving a secret entry into a bedroom for a s*xual encounter.

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TL Notes:

¹ ↩ Night Visit (夜這い, Yobai): A Japanese folk custom where a man secretly enters a woman’s room at night for a s*xual encounter.

Notes:

• Lechary – Shinji’s adoptive mother from a different dimension (the Demon King’s world), now acting as the herald of a Demon King who has accidentally invaded Shinji’s world.

• Resistance – A group of fighters opposing the Sect Theocracy, marked by black bands and composed of various races.

• Padra – Female. A goddess. She has orange hair styled in twin tails and a petite, delicate appearance with modest chest proportions. Her personality is carefree, cheeky, and playful, often acting bratty. She manages the world where Shinji was summoned. Her power revolves around summoning magic and phantom beasts. She has a friendly but sometimes audacious relationship with Arian, often pushing boundaries.

• Luluane – Female. An apostle of a different goddess. She has long, flowing hair and a pale complexion. She is sincere and remorseful for the accidental summoning, repeatedly apologizing and showing genuine concern. Her relationship with Shinji is initially tense but becomes more relaxed as they work together. She is also a summoner and has a close bond with her disciples, who see her as an older sister figure.

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