The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 369 - 383: Suddenly

Chapter 369: Chapter 383: Suddenly

At the next instant, Lancelot found himself regaining control of his body and then became intimately acquainted with the cold ground. He shook his head and got up from the ground, only to discover a familiar figure standing before him.

“Tijana? What are you doing here?”

“That’s exactly what I want to ask you. Look around, how did you get here?”

At her words, Lancelot turned his head to survey the surrounding environment. He found himself in a long corridor, with walls lined with various portraits…

Wait, those weren’t paintings. Right behind him on the wall, Bruto, Kalalin, Acheron… the ethereal silhouettes of his companions were all there, looking like corpses submerged at the bottom of water, still in the poses they had when they encountered the Abyssal Lord. And right behind him was an obvious blank space, evidently the spot he had just occupied.

“The task I gave you was to escort Elothysia to Androlina, so how did you end up in Cang Ye’s Bone Castle?” Tijana’s face was full of annoyance, “If it weren’t for that emblem you carried, allowing me to use high-level divination to find out your situation, you would be prepared to stay in the Mother of Demons’ living portrait gallery until the moment the Multiverse is destroyed…”

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“It’s a bit complicated.” Lancelot scratched his head, “We found those Airas, but their Protectors were not willing to accept a Succubus…”

“A bunch of idiots!” Tijana muttered angrily, “So how were you caught and brought here?”

“The Protectors proposed a mission, Elothysia had to infiltrate the demon’s legion fortress and steal the battle plans from inside, to prove her reliability.” Lancelot sighed, “We made our way all the way to the Supreme Commander’s office and found the hidden safe…”

“Let me guess, it was a trap?”

“Exactly.” Lancelot nodded, “The back of the safe’s door was a magic mirror, and the Mother of Demons was watching us from the other side.”

Tijana’s mouth dropped open in surprise, but she quickly closed it, her eyes gradually sharpening as she said in a deep tone:

“Were you betrayed? Wait, where is Elothysia?”

“She was with us at the time, but it’s hard to say now…” Lancelot had already noticed that the figure of the Succubus Paladin was not on the wall, “I’ll explain in detail later, but the true target of this trap was most likely to capture her, and there must have been a Demon involved behind the scenes.”

“How have you managed to tangle with Bartez again?” Tijana’s expression was one of exasperation, “Do you have some kind of trait that attracts Demons? Change it, quick!”

“How am I supposed to know…” Lancelot scratched the back of his head in frustration, “Hey, why are you starting to fade?”

“This is an Abyssal Lord’s den, do you think I’d be foolish enough to let my real body come here?” the Succubus Lord scoffed, “Luckily the Mother of Demons herself isn’t here, or else I wouldn’t have even come. I can only manifest for one minute, after that it’s up to you.”

“Can you restore them as well?” Lancelot asked urgently upon hearing this.

“No.” Tijana refused flatly, but seeing the disappointed look in the Human Knight’s eyes, she added, “Not now. Undoing this kind of Eternal Stasis requires a 9th level magic Unbinding Spell, and I can only use it once a day. However, you can pry them off the wall and take them with you, and we can slowly figure out a solution once back at Twin Bridges Town.”

“I see.” Lancelot nodded, then solemnly bowed to Tijana, “I am deeply grateful, my lady. You’ve saved my life; I will never forget this debt of honor.”

“Then don’t you die on me, Knight,” Tijana’s eyes blazed as she looked at Lancelot, and then suddenly stepped forward, plunging into his embrace.

The next moment, the Succubus’s lush red lips were pressed against Lancelot’s. Although he had reached the Foundation Establishment Stage and his physical quality was no less than that of any Middle Rank Demon, he was utterly unable to dodge the Succubus’s sudden attack.

Or perhaps he understood the Succubus’s intentions from the outset and thus had no desire to avoid her.

However, before he could fully savor the enthusiasm of the Succubus Lord’s unexpected gesture, Tijana’s figure completely vanished, and the last thing Lancelot felt was the thought she conveyed to his heart:

‘Come back alive…’

‘Of course, my lady,’ Lancelot silently stood still, relishing the passion of that one kiss.

Kalalin had once said that a Succubus’s kiss is an empty echo, narrating the Fiends’ desire for Fallen Souls. Mortals cannot gain any satisfaction from it; the only feeling is the pain bestowed by the Fiends, usually brief like the strike of a weapon, a farewell from the beautiful Fallen Ones as everything draws to an end.

But that kiss just now… aside from being wonderfully pleasant, had nothing unusual about it. The Succubus’s lips were very soft and had a pleasing fragrance. Upon reflection, it seemed Tijana was also quite nervous, merely pressing hard against him, having forgotten the aspect of opening her mouth.

Of course, Lancelot had not thought of it either.

As for why this kiss was so different from the legends, there could only be two reasons: firstly, Lancelot had not Fallen under Tijana’s seduction, so launching an attack at this point was pointless;

As for the second reason…

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“Ahem!”

The sudden sound startled Lancelot; it was the skull hanging on his waist that spoke.

“Boss, how much longer do you plan to stand here?” the skull floated up by itself, “I’ve been playing dead the whole time, not uttering a word, but she’s been gone for quite a while now, shouldn’t we be moving on?”

“Can’t you just be quiet for a little longer…” Lancelot sighed helplessly and walked over to his companions’ ‘portraits,’ “How can we get these things off the wall…”

Then he discovered that the portraits were moving. Lancelot turned his head to see the skull biting the corner of a ‘portrait’; only then did he notice that these life-sized portraits actually had frames, which had become noticeable due to Cromwell’s prying. He felt around and found the bottom edge of the portrait, lifting it gently to remove the entire large painting.

“Where are we heading to now?” the skull watched as Lancelot placed the other portraits into his Dimensional Bag, quietly relieved that nothing untoward had happened, “Are we going to rescue Elothysia?”

“Of course,” Lancelot nodded, “But first, we need to figure out where we are…”

“Didn’t Tijana just say earlier, the Mother of Demons’ Living Portrait Gallery?” Cromwell flew a circle around him, “Look around, these are all prisoners captured personally by the Mother of Demons, some may have been in this state for centuries…”