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The resounding voice was heard in a grand hall that was situated at a considerable distance from the Capitol of Lust. It wasn't a typical succubus who owned the voice, but rather the property of a female succubus.
The hall was magnificent, adorned with intricate carvings and lavish furnishings that spoke of its owner's lavish taste.
The muscular incubus, who was evidently the speaker, responded to the female succubus, "Yes...Will I be rewarded with access to Estair's area in exchange for my support? His land has always been appealing to me. Can't really forgive him for the fact that his region is full of such stunning young women." His seductive voice sent a shiver down the spine of anyone who heard it.
The female succubus chuckled in response to the muscular incubus's comment. "Of course, my dear. You have earned it with your unwavering support," she replied, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Estair's land is all yours. I have no doubt that you will make the most of it."
The two demons, surrounded by their loyal followers, were gathered in a remote structure that resembled a chapel from the human world. It was clear that the place was designed specifically for their business discussions. As they spoke, their voices echoed throughout the space, bouncing off the high ceilings and ornate decorations.
However, this chapel was not a typical one; it was, in fact, a brothel that catered to the unique tastes of demons who enjoyed the taboo priest and nun fetish.
The structure was a perfect choice for the establishment, with its pews replaced by comfortable beds and the altar serving as a stage for exotic performances.
The incubus, who frequented the brothel, felt secure in this environment, knowing that their conversation would remain private and away from prying eyes and ears.
The retainers and followers surrounding them were all well-trained and loyal to their respective demon lords, ensuring that no secrets would be leaked beyond the walls of the chapel-brothel.
Both demons were surrounded by a large entourage of loyal followers and retainers who were exclusively devoted to them. They were discussing business in a remote structure that resembled a chapel in the human world, but it was specifically built for demon purposes.
It functioned as a brothel that specialized in priest and nun fetishes, making it an ideal location for the establishment. The incubus was confident that their conversation would remain private and away from prying ears.
"I don't understand why you bother taking over Estair's territory when I'm sure your countries have plenty of suitable women for you," the succubus questioned.
"Well, the women in that area don't interest me as much as other things do," the muscular incubus replied. "One of the reasons is that it's appalling that a young demon like Estair is in charge there. Despite there being more competent men and women to lead, they gave him the authority to reign even though he's only nineteen years old," he continued, with a mocking tone as he uttered Estair's name.
"I see, so you agree with me about the pretender?" The succubus asked.
"Yes, I share the same opinion as you. I did my best during the meeting, and when I saw the supposed lord they brought in, I was thoroughly unimpressed. Eighteen years? What kind of nonsense is that?" The incubus seethed with anger as he spoke.
The succubus leaned forward with interest as the incubus shared his observations of the young lord. She listened intently, and as the incubus finished speaking, she nodded thoughtfully. "I see," she said, tapping her chin with a finger. "So, he is humble on the surface, but harbors hate deep inside. That could be a valuable piece of information for us to use."
She turned to Yreir, the other succubus, who was still holding the notepad and pen. "Make a note of that, Yreir," she instructed. Yreir quickly jotted down the information, her quill scratching across the paper.
"But there must be more that you noticed about him, surely," the succubus pressed the incubus. "Anything else you can recall?"
The incubus thought for a moment, tapping his chin. "Well," he began slowly, "he had a strange air about him. As if he were...different somehow. I can't quite put my finger on it. And he seemed quite unremarkable, really. Nothing special about him."
The succubus nodded again, considering this new information. "Interesting," she mused. "We will need to keep an eye on him, I think. Who knows what secrets he may be hiding beneath that unremarkable surface."
The incubus grinned, pleased to have provided some useful information. "Of course, my lady. I am always happy to be of service to you."
"Even with the assistance of the so-called Grimoire, he has only a fundamental understanding of magic, as far as I can tell, and this is despite the fact that he has been studying it for quite some time. Aside from that, I can't really say much without making stuff up, so that's about all I can say." The incubus ran over a brief list of characteristics that supposedly belonged to the pretending Lord of Lust.
The succubus listened intently as the incubus provided his assessment of the pretending Lord of Lust. She made sure that her assistant demon, Yreir, was taking notes of every detail mentioned by the incubus.
After the incubus finished speaking, the succubus pondered for a moment before asking another question.
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