Hades Messenger Is Succubus Master
Chapter 63 Roger life saver

Chapter 63: 63 Roger life saver

This was the first official meeting between the two, Roger and Gloria.

If Roger had to describe Gloria in one word, it would be "Ice Beauty". Her light-cyan hair and purple eyes were impressive, her beautiful but cold face, her arrogant attitude, and her dangerous aura of ’keep your distance’. Her slender figure, paired with her exquisite and luxurious indigo light armor, was perfect.

"Celtic, you still can’t change your despicable and mean habits. It’s disgusting to see this!" Gloria put the sword back into the scabbard, but the black fighting spirit did not dissipate and still entangled Celter.

"Ahhh! Gloria! You fucking bitch, let me go! I want to kill him!!!" Celtic looked like a ferocious beast, roaring at Roger with a ferocious face. Seeing that his body was restrained and could not move forward, he actually waved his hand and threw the sword at Roger.

Roger catch the sword with his hand and couldn’t help but sneered: "Attack like a kid now? Try to kill your opponent when you lose? Is this the demeanor of your Sauron family? It’s really funny."

"This mad dog cannot represent the Sauron family." Gloria’s tone was as cold as her. "Also, even if you win the game, don’t forget the fact that you are a pariah. In the next game, I will get everything back with interest!"

"Well, let’s talk about it in the next game." Roger threw the sword to the ground and left the game humming a song.

"Gloria, you bitch, put me down now!" Seeing Roger walking away, Celtic was filled with anger and had no place to vent, so he had to direct his anger at Gloria who was still on the field.

"SLAP!"

A loud and clear slap made Celtic feel dizzy. As the black fighting spirit that was entangled with him dissipated, he spun in the air and fell heavily to the ground again.

"You..."

"SLAP!"

Another hard slap sent Celtic flying again as he stood up. "I..."

Another SLAP!

In just a short while, after three slaps, Celtic’s mouth and nose were bleeding, his cheeks were swollen, and he looked like a pig’s head. He dared not stay there any longer, and got up in a panic, covered his head and bent his waist, and fled out of the duel square in shame amid the boos of the whole audience.

The instructor wanted to stop Gloria, but then he changed his mind and realized that this was a family affair of their Sauron family. If he acted rashly, it would easily offend nobles, and the risk was too great, so he quietly put his raised hand back. Besides, isn’t it great to watch such a good show?

"Jefferson, you won’t blame Gloria for being too harsh, will you?" In the stands, Count Bob was still nonchalantly drinking his fruit tea and watching the show amid the strange gazes of the nobles, as if what was happening below had nothing to do with him.

"That’s his own fault. I think Gloria should teach him a harsher lesson. Otherwise, he will be in even worse trouble when he returns home!" Jefferson was so angry that he was shaking all over. The cup in his hand was cracked from being squeezed by him.

"But that boy is quite interesting. I underestimated him. I wonder what the result will be when he faces Gloria."

A flash of gloom flashed across Earl Bob’s eyes, and he said in a tone that only he could hear: "Gloria, if you have this chance, don’t hold back. It would be great if you can cripple him!"

***

After the first round of competition, the stadium entered a short break.

The four people who advanced from the Martial Arts Academy were exactly as Roger had expected Phantom Crescent, Blackthorn, and Little Butcher all won effortlessly.

Lilith had been eliminated from the magic academy. It wasn’t because she was weak, but mainly because Roger didn’t want her to go to the imperial capital. Alan Guel hadn’t been caught yet, and he was worried that he would come back to cause trouble, so he left Lilith to protect Sophia and his unborn child.

He doesn’t know if it was fate or something else, but Roger happened to face Blackthorn Gloria in the next game.

There was still an hour before the next match, so they could adjust themselves in the lounge. The lounge in the Duel Square had single rooms, which were fully equipped with a bed, food and medical supplies.

Roger was not injured, so he did not need to bandage his wounds. He just found some water to drink, ate a few bites of bread, and then lay on the bed with his arms as a pillow, thinking about how to deal with the next match.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the end of the bed.

Roger was greatly surprised. In order to ensure the safety of the contestants, the academy had arranged several instructors to guard the place. He did not expect that someone could sneak in silently.

How dangerous is this person!

Roger’s first thought was that the Sauron family had come to take revenge. As soon as he thought of this, his back was immediately soaked with cold sweat.

But when he looked carefully, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The one who came was none other than his dearest little girl, Lilith.

"You little nympho, you scared me to death." Roger patted his chest and gasped.

"Daddy, when did you become so timid?" Lilith had a playful smile on her face. As she spoke, she had already crawled from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed and squeezed into Roger’s arms. "The duels are boring. I missed you."

"Baby, thank you for your hard work." Roger held Lilith in his arms and gently squeezed her big breasts. It was his intention to let Lilith enter the quarterfinals. He had no other intentions, just to let Lilith fight with more magicians, the purpose was to make Lilith more familiar with the human magic.

"You sneaked in like this, aren’t you afraid of being discovered by the instructors?"

"If I’m discovered, I won’t be called a succubus anymore."

"Are you running here to get your reward from daddy’s?" He rubbed Lilith’s breasts to her lower abdomen, and slowly slid to the pussy below.

"Daddy, it’s good that you know..." Lilith acted coquettishly, and her plump body twisted gently in Roger’s arms.

She reached her cold little hand into Roger’s pants, grasped Roger’s dick and started stroking it.

Roger moved his hands and stripped Lilith’s clothes off with ease.

"Baby, come and let me lick you..." Roger directed Lilith to spread her legs and then squat on his head.

Roger lay on the bed and asked Lilith to hold the wall with both hands and squat down. Lilith did as he said.

Lilith moved her plump pussy closer to Roger’s mouth. From the moment Roger pinched her two pussy lips, Lilith’s whole body trembled continuously.

"Does it hurt?"

"No... no..." Lilith lowered her head and looked at Roger affectionately, "Daddy, please hurry up, I’m so itchy..."

Roger agreed and put his mouth on her parted pussy lips.

Lilith immediately moaned loudly. Roger opened his mouth wide and sucked her pussy vigorously, occasionally teasing her clitoris with his tongue. Every time this happened, Lilith couldn’t help but move her buttocks and rubbed her vagina against Roger’s mouth.