The Hero Became a Succubus, and the Only Way to Level is to… What?! Chapter 509 – Missionary

Today, Arenade was going to leave with Bright Cloister for Talahurah on a missionary. They planned to spread the influence of Demigoddess Arenade there. Chances of failure were high. Beastn folk up north were closer to their counterparts in Savir, who typically worshipped the other demigods of The Many's pantheon. Kanae distinctly rembered having a tough ti establishing an Eminence of Sin stronghold there many years ago.

Their departure would be later in the afternoon though. Kanae intended to join her, but not before getting a few things in order first. The absence of both monarchs from Ehmvier would be instantly noticeable. To that end, she had First Sister Lilith and Zadris join her in going over duties that needed addressing. They spent the entire morning discussing how much to allocate to the growing army's war chest, food reserves in the event of an attack, and regular problems of the commonfolk. Thankfully, both Sisters of Sin had grown so accustod to taking over for Kanae and Arenade, the two could lead the empire on their own.

"Hmm… I like the idea of a royal decree to expand the southern farmlands, but farrs don't have the equipnt to do so that quickly." Kanae mulled over their final conundrum— raising harvest yields to compensate for incoming manpower, without cutting exports to their allies in Savir and Radevic.

"Your Majesty, the discovery of a cavern in your diamond mines will give the Commonwealth a surge of wealth. Savir certainly loves their jewelry, aning we can increase crystal exports and use those profits to fund our farmsteads. Farrs will then have the necessary capital to hire more laborers and purchase equipnt and livestock," Zadris explained.

Right. Ehmvier's mining guild did discover more diamonds. Mitty had gone to help chart those caverns for safety.

"Good thinking, Zadris. Make it happen then. That's that for the day, isn't it? Whew!" Kanae stretched her stiff arms and wings.

"How long do you plan to be gone for, Mistress?" Lilith asked.

"Maybe a few months. Depends on how long Arenade is going to be in Talahurah. I can be back a lot sooner if I grab a teleportation pellet from Elizabeth Bedlam though. Thank you two for stepping up again. I know we tend to leave a lot." She scratched the side of her nose.

"Think nothing of it! We're always happy to help. Without you, Her Majesty Arenade, and the Eminence of Sin, I'd still be that crippled beggar in Lograin." The First Sister bead.

"Which is true for most of us," Zadris added kindly. "Oh, I nearly forgot to tell you. A few white-clads I have working in Rudura inform that Petyr's castle has finally completed construction. Though, I suppose she won't be seeing any ti soon, considering her new role now."

"Great! I'll tell her the good news before I leave. Hopefully, she doesn't toss in the fire for having taken so long…"

Lilith and Zadris walked Kanae out of the castle. A lavish Rown carriage and three more common ones were parked just past the courtyard. Arenade must have chartered them for her journey to Talahurah. Servants were loading four suspiciously large trunks into the baggage compartnt. When Kanae approached, one servant lost her balance hoisting it in. She fell backwards, and the trunk ca sliding out in a crash course to her face.

Kanae casted Magic Hand just in ti to catch the trunk. Two servants hurried over to pull their fallen peer out of the way.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" They stopped working and bowed.

"What on earth is Arenade packing in here?" Kanae asked.

"We were told clothes, but it really feels like a sack of potatoes in there or sothing." The woman who fell groaned and rubbed her ass.

Kanae willed Magic Hand to lift the heavy trunk into the baggage compartnt, but not without checking the contents herself. Unfortunately, two locks sealed it tightly: a simple padlock and an enchantnt. With a wand in hand, she casted Dispel to remove the magical lock. The physical lock, however, didn't budge. Luckily, there was enough space to crack the trunk open just a bit and peer inside.

When Kanae squinted to get a good look, she almost panicked at the sight of a green body inside… only to recognize it as a goblin simulacrum. The other three trunks were the sa size, which ant Arenade was bringing her favorite sex toys along for the ride.

"That goblin-horny slut. Going on a religious mission and still bringing these?" Kanae chuckled mischievously.

"Your Majesty? Is everything alright?" a servant asked from behind.

"Yep." She shut the trunk. "But could you do a favor? Get my mimic Chester from my royal bedchamber and load him in, too. You might need a cart. Oh, and don't worry. I already fed him today."

"Y-Yes, Your Majesty." They gulped in unison.

Kanae flew up into the sky and headed for the barracks. Hundreds dotted the training fields, and a fourth of the cavalry ran drills around the track. They were suited up, too. Full gambeson coat, hardened leather, chainmail for the regular footsoldier, and full suit of armor on those that could afford it. Too bad the latter was wishing they hadn't afforded all that extra heft, being the ones that tired first.

Soldiers sparred with undead and struck without holding back. Archers at the range made pin cushions out of target dummies and roundels, but the ground around them contained far more arrows. Over by the sandpit where obstacle drills were typically done, a few dozen were made to stand with their arms outstretched in front of them and holding a longsword on both palms. Their ranks seed to steadily grow one by one.

"Get up!" Petyr's commanding voice bood from behind.

Kanae spun around to find her looming over soone clad in full plate. Whoever it was had collapsed to all fours. Sweat dripped visibly from their closed helt.

"You proved your armor is just for show. You wouldn't survive in a fight wearing all that," Petyr chided.

"What… What do you expect? I've been swinging my sword for ten minutes straight. Straight! Of course, I'm tired!" the man inside groaned.

"Oh. My apologies. Does that an you expect a break? An enemy force will not give you a break. In war, if you cannot wear or wield what you're equipped with, then you're a liability. Take everything off except for your sword and stand in the pits with the others," she ordered.

"Damn, Petyr. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" Kanae touched down and teased.

The high elf scoffed. She had worn her full dragonscale armor, too, but without the helt. A layer of sweat covered her forehead.

"Your army has too many posers. The toughest armor and sharpest sword doesn't make a soldier if they can't don or hold it for long. So, what are you doing here? Not to criticize for training them too hard, I hope?" Petyr asked.

"Zadris told your castle in Rudura is done. I won't hold it against you if you want to take leave to check the place out," Kanae suggested.

"Good." Her lips creased instinctively before she caught herself. "Maybe I will after I've whipped the majority of your slackers into shape."

For having been such a stickler about that castle, Petyr certainly llowed out now that she found a better use of her ti. As soone whose entire life revolved around the military, this was the best case scenario for her, even if she used to be an enemy.

"Well, that's all I wanted to say. I'm gonna be in Talahurah for a bit. Tell Manabe I said hi." Kanae was about to take off until Petyr called out.

"Kanae!" Petyr looked up and nodded. "My thanks."

Kanae grinned and offered her a brief salute, then flew in the direction of Eliza's tower. A scaffolding had been erected on the side of the wall where the hole was. Repairs progressed slowly. A mage construction worker telekinetically lifted one block of stone up, and his coworkers guided it onto the mortar.

"Ah, Athyst. Have you co to visit ?" Eliza cruised up on her flying broom, each hand a bag of groceries.

"I ca to ask if you can give a teleportation pellet set to Ehmvier. I'm planning to join Arenade in going to Talahurah," Kanae explained.

"Yes, I can provide you with one. Ahhh~ I'd like to go to Talahurah as well, but my tower isn't in a good state. I must stay to oversee the exterior repairs, as well as repair the Arcen. Oh, but my somber musings are for myself. Co in! Let's fetch you that pellet," she ushered her inside.

Kanae walked into soone inside and apologized, only to find that their featureless face sat atop a human body. There were more like it farther within the library, all sorting tos and shelving them in. Six from just a cursory glance. They were simulacra.

"Eliza…" Kanae glared.

"I've thoroughly vetted the skeletons. None of them contain any traces of a soul! Besides, I need the extra hands. I can't always rely on you or Edina for help. The arcane engine is a complicated machine. The energies it produces can badly harm soone's hands just working on it. This is safer for everyone involved!" Eliza insisted.

They grabbed a teleportation pellet in the laboratory. Simulacra were all over this floor, too. The sorceress explained that the pellet was calibrated to return to the foot of the tower. Kanae thanked her and pocketed it. This should make coming back to Ehmvier a lot faster. Before leaving, she ascended to the guest room Alicia and Dawn were staying in.

The succubus was reading a book when Kanae entered. Dawn laid in a crib next to her, which she slowly rocked with her tail.

"Heading out now?" Alicia asked, placing the book down and rising from her seat.

"Want to bring you back so souvenirs?" Kanae embraced her succubus lover. They stayed like that for a few monts, savoring the other's warmth. When the two parted, Kanae leaned into the crib to kiss her daughter Dawn on the forehead. The baby reached up, and Kanae obliged. She lifted the girl out of the crib for a hug.

"Maybe not. Eliza said Dawn is old enough to travel via the tower's teleportation. Assuming the sorceress fixes the Arcen, we might be gone by the ti you co back. Who knows." She shrugged.

"I bet Claudia and Hilde are dying to see their niece."

After putting Dawn back into the crib, Alicia walked Kanae up to the door and grabbed her hand.

"You're fine, right? No more whispers?" Alicia asked.

"If you haven't been hearing them, I haven't either. Satine can ask to be her champion all she wants. It's going to fall on deaf ears every single ti," Kanae promised.

"But how can we be sure that—"

Kanae sealed Alicia's lips with her own. Their arms wrapped around each other, holding so tightly that their chests were squished between them. When she parted, Alicia's crimson complexion darkened a deeper red.

"How much more proof would you like?" Kanae licked her lips.

"If our daughter wasn't in the room and you needed to leave, I'd stab you with paralytic venom and eat you out until you lose your mind. Alright, I'm convinced. Don't do anything too crazy in Talahurah, and travel safe." Alicia smiled.

They kissed one more ti before letting go. Kanae circled around the castle, and the carriages were already on the move. Not out of the city, but going in the direction of Heartgrove. She followed the carriages straight to the Bright Cloister temple. They rolled to a stop out front, and soon a procession of mbers in their white raints erged in single file order. Arenade was in the back of the line, dressed in her usual robes and her Halo of Holy Radiance levitating just behind her head.

Fifteen people in total, five each climbed into three carriages. Arenade, however, entered into the luxurious carriage alone. The windows and drapes remained closed. Without sparing another mont, the caravan set off into the road. Kanae pursued them quietly from above, giving it so ti for the proper mont to intrude. After a few minutes, she landed gingerly on the running board and grabbed a handle to stay steady.

Passersby waved to Kanae, and she waved back in return, just hoping that they didn't give her away. One good push slid the door open. She climbed inside to a high-pitched gasp.

"K-Kanae?!"

Arenade was seated in the back of the lavish cabin, furnished with a large bed, overhead cabins, wine drawers, and enchanted musical instrunts strumming away. She wasn't alone. Four goblin simulacra accompanied her, tending to her various needs. One massaged her shoulders, another at her legs, and the last two poured a glass of wine and hand-fed snacks.

"Well, well, well." Sneering, Kanae closed the door on the way in. "Couldn't leave ho without your goblin sex toys?"

"This isn't what it looks like! They're just here to… be my servants! That's right. I don't plan on having sex with them at all. More importantly, what are you doing here? I'm going to Talahurah!" Arenade exclaid.

"I know, and I'm coming with you. Talahurah is part of the Commonwealth, and I want to check in on how the Kh'shanti is doing. Also to make sure you and Bright Cloister aren't getting out of hand," she explained with a wagging finger.

Arenade pouted. But the high elf's moping vanished as soon as the goblin massaging her shoulders nibbled on her ear. The furrowed brows wavered. Her eyes rolled back. She exhaled a delightful sigh, then snapped back to her senses.

"Wait, stop!" Arenade pushed the simulacrum away and turned her attention back to Kanae. "What makes you think we're going to cause trouble? How dare you think that! My devotees are perfectly normal worshipers!"

"Uh huh. We've got plenty of ti to kill, so goblins— attack!" Kanae ordered.

They did as commanded. The one massaging her legs buried his face between her snatch. Two more lightly chewed on her ears. The fourth peeled open her robes, letting her breasts spill out freely. Kanae stripped, too, and tilted Arenade's pleasure-wracked face up by her chin.

"Kanae, no! No, no, no— aaaaahhhhh!"