Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 237 Paladin 1

The sky over the Demon Realm was gloomy and dark, and the dark green plants on the ground curled slightly, creating an eerie atmosphere together with the sulfurous smell in the air.

Beneath a giant tree, a human lay unconscious with his eyes closed in this place where he could die at any moment.

Suddenly, a slender tail adorned with a red heart descended from the giant tree, gently encircling her neck, the heart lightly scratching the corner of her lips.

Ling Yi was awakened by an itch, and what she saw was the dark sky of the Demon Realm.

In this world, she is the chief paladin of the Holy See of Light, and is currently on a mission to hunt down Lucius Lyle, the holy son who eloped with the lava lord of the demon realm.

Unfortunately, when she entered the Demon Realm through the spatial rift, she was attacked by the demons guarding it. She managed to escape with great effort but was seriously injured and died in wave after wave of pursuit, becoming the fuse for the endless feud between the Holy Son of Light and the Holy See.

This paladin, whose heart was set on the Church of Light, never wavered in his will until his death: to make the Church of Light great again.

As for the holy son who eloped with the Lava Lord, it seems he never held a place in her heart.

The wind in the Demon Realm was dry and carried a unique ferocity, emanating a sulfurous smell. It seemed as if the stench of the corpses of the dead demons in the distance reached Ling Yi's nose through this wind.

She blinked her dry eyes, and as the red heart-shaped tail tip teased her lips again, she suddenly grabbed it.

The next instant, a muffled groan came from the giant tree.

A rustling sound arose, the dense canopy swayed gently, and then someone... a demon leaped nimbly down from above.

The tail that Ling Yi was holding at that moment belonged to this demon.

“This…” His voice carried a natural allure, the slightly hoarse texture massaging Ling Yi’s eardrums: “Knight of Light, how much longer are you going to hold on to this tail?”

As they spoke, the demon leaned down, its purple pupils meeting Ling Yi's slightly dim pupils.

Ling Yi stared intently at the man who had suddenly appeared, so handsome he was like a legendary, alluring devil, as his beautiful face, which could drive anyone mad, slowly approached her.

When he was only a finger's width away from Ling Yi, the devil stopped what he was doing and placed his small, black horn against Ling Yi's forehead.

Unlike the cold, icy devil horns that were cut off in the Holy See, these small horns were warm and smooth, like fine black jade, making one want to pick them up and play with them.

“Knight of Light, answer me.” The sand rubbed against Ling Yi’s eardrums again, the man’s voice carrying a mocking and frivolous laugh: “Why are you here? Do you want to die… um.”

The flippant tone suddenly changed when Ling Yi grasped one of the small corners of the voice, becoming ambiguous and hoarse, like a lover's murmur.

The horns of demons are a symbol of their power and bloodline; the more powerful a demon is, the more ferocious and strong its horns.

Legend has it that when the demon god rose from hell, his horns pierced the sky, causing sulfur and fire to fall from the heavens and engulf the human world.

Although Ling Yi didn't quite believe in this exaggerated legend, she was able to extract key information from it.

The little demon in front of us had horns no longer than a palm, making it the perfect size to handle. Coupled with its nimble, slender tail with a red heart at the end, its identity was self-evident.

Succubus.

The low-ranking demons, weak yet coveted by many, possessed beauty that could drive even angels mad. They once stirred up storms in the world until a certain demon king nearly wiped them out, at which point their presence diminished.

According to information from the Holy See of Light, the succubi who can survive in the demon realm today are all pitiful creatures who live in hiding, barely surviving.

How dare this little succubus, who might not even be as powerful as the Demon Blaze Chicken, say she's courting death?

Would Ling Yi let him off the hook?

She grasped the succubus's small horn, feeling the temperature rise there, and sensing the purple in the man's eyes deepen. She smiled and said, "Succubus, are you threatening me?"

Her gaze traveled from the succubus's flushed cheeks, down to his fair neck, then to the demonic armor that only partially protected his body, and finally settled on the erotic markings rising on his lower abdomen.

At this moment, she was holding the succubus's horn with one hand and the tip of its tail with a red heart in the other.

With a slight tightening of the hand gripping the tip of the tail, Ling Yi could sense that the succubus's breathing had become even heavier.

Normally, a succubus's tail should be a light pinkish-red color, only turning a deep red when they enter their mating season.

The erotic markings rising from the abdomen are one of the pieces of evidence that the succubus is in heat.

Ling Yi looked at the succubus in her extremely disheveled state, her expression complex.

Why did he choose such a thrilling identity?

"How dare I?" The succubus's hot breath, along with her amused voice, reached Ling Yi's ears: "Respected knight, I am but a lowly succubus, how could I dare to do something so suicidal?"

"I just..." His breathing grew heavier, as if he couldn't bear it or he was deliberately seducing him: "I want you to save me, sir. I'm really... in so much pain."

Ling Yi looked at the succubus's fair and smooth figure, her gaze sweeping over the erotic lines on his abdomen and his dangerous shark-like muscles. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "You've been an adult for a long time, and this isn't the first time you've been in heat. Why bother coming to me?"

A hoarse laugh rang in her ears, and the succubus, whose horns had been controlled, tentatively approached Ling Yi again, seemingly wanting to touch her cool skin to relieve her heat.

“Because you are the most handsome person I have ever seen, I want to give you everything I have.” His cold black armor touched Ling Yi’s silver-white armor, making a metallic scraping sound, forbidden and wanton: “Including my chastity.”

His burning lips had already touched Ling Yi's ear, and Ling Yi could even feel his lips opening and closing as he spoke.

For what seemed like an instant, he pursed the cartilage on his ear to his lips.

The decadent, sweet scent of the succubus filled Ling Yi's nostrils at that moment, inviting her to take the virginity of this succubus who was ready to mate.

"Search!"

In the distance, the hurried voices of pursuers rang out, instantly clearing Ling Yi's slightly confused eyes.

She shoved the horn in her hand hard, gripped the sword beside her, and looked warily at the succubus who had almost succeeded in seducing her.

"You wretched creatures." A red light, like that of the depths of a volcano, flashed in the succubus's pupils, which were so intense they were almost black.

He sat on the ground covered with black pebbles, his snow-white hands supporting him, lazily looking at the knight who was on high alert, and asked in a friendly manner, "Aren't you leaving now? I think that in your current state, you probably can't deal with those pursuers."