Crushing flags and claiming the Villainess

"Mistress, are you sure about this?

The Parasite King was just killed… and the target regained his strength," said a voice inside a dimly lit room where only two figures shared the space.

The speaker, a male demon with long, slick fingers, was gently massaging the back of a stunningly beautiful woman.

Her skin gleamed in the low light, her naked body relaxed across the bed, stretched out like a cat basking in warmth.

She let out a quiet hum, already aware of what he was saying.

But then, in a voice slow and heavy with pleasure, she replied, "I can't wait anymore.

If I do… I might never get the chance to touch him.

"Her tone was lazy, almost dreamy, as though she was far more focused on the hands gliding along her spine than the conversation itself.

The demon, her advisor for many years and a veteran of the long-past war, dared to speak again, "But my lady… he's still too powerful.

If you go alone… is it really wise—?

"Crack.

His voice caught in his throat as her fingers snapped around his tail, bones splintering under her grip.

He didn't move.

Didn't scream.

He just clenched his jaw and bore the pain, not daring to ruin her mood with another sound.

"Don't ruin my good time with useless chatter," she said coldly.

"U-Understood," he whispered.

She released his tail, and he resumed his massage silently, his fingers trembling ever so slightly.

Still, she decided to answer him.

"Do you know the best time to break a couple apart?

" Her voice was low, playful now, laced with something darker.

The demon bowed his head, choosing his words with care.

"Please… enlighten this lowly servant, my lady.

"A soft laugh escaped her lips.

"It's when they haven't had their first night together.

That's when they're still unsure… still vulnerable.

"She rested her chin on her palm, her grin curling with wicked delight.

"And Luke is still not there yet.

"A glint of hunger flickered in her eyes as she murmured to herself, "I know exactly what he likes.

And if I really try… he won't be able to say no.

"The demon, now quietly continuing his massage, let a grin curl across his lips.

"You wish to divide and dominate.

""That's right," the woman purred, her voice laced with wicked satisfaction.

"Take away that little lover, and Austin will fall apart.

The only way to truly break him… is to ruin her.

"She turned slightly, letting the soft sheets slide over her skin like silk.

"And if the Succubus Queen herself sets her sights on a man… not even the Gods could keep him safe.

""Undoubtedly," the demon agreed, his voice thick with reverence and a touch of fear.

This wasn't just a woman.

She was the Demon General—Luke's former lover and one of the most dangerous beings still walking the lands.

A slow, cruel grin spread across her lips as she tilted her head from side to side, eyes half-lidded with anticipation.

Then, under her breath, she whispered,"Just wait for me, my poor boy.

I'll give you what your love never can…"°°°°°°°°Early in the morning, the front gate of the academy buzzed with quiet energy.

Around two hundred students had gathered, their chatter mixing with the crisp breeze that swept across the grounds.

The academy could house six hundred students, but today, only a third had shown up.

Many still hadn't returned after the last event, while others chose to stay back and focus on their studies.

There was no reward for participating in this activity—no credits, no special treatment—so the headmaster hadn't pushed anyone to join.

It was purely voluntary.

A handful of Professors and the Vice-headmaster remained at the academy, staying behind to help those who chose to continue with their lessons.

Among the group near the front stood Austin, silently beside Sheldon.

They weren't talking.

Just standing there, waiting.

Austin wore a red checkered shirt with black trousers and solid boots, a mix of rugged and stylish that made him stand out.

The shirt clung slightly to his frame, hinting at the strength beneath.

His dark hair was slightly tousled by the wind, just messy enough to seem effortless.

There was something about him—calm, distant, yet striking.

Like someone out of a dream who didn't quite know he belonged in one.

"Do I look weird?

" Sheldon suddenly asked.

Austin glanced at him.

Black trousers, black shirt, and a pair of sneakers.

He shrugged, "A little formal, but works.

""Seniors, do you want some fresh red bean dumplings?

" Two girls, probably from the first year, came rushing toward them with a smile on their faces.

Sheldon shook his head while Austin nodded, "Yeah, thanks.

"Taking a bite, he exhaled a sigh, enjoying the rich flavor and softness of the dumpling.

It was then, his eyes landed on something far more sweeter than the dumpling.

A goddess approached him, with her blue skirt brushing her thighs with every step, the fabric swaying gently in the breeze.

A pair of simple sandals wrapped around her feet, light and elegant.

Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, revealing the soft lines of her face.

A touch of red lipstick brought warmth to her lips, subtle yet striking.

She didn't need anything loud—her presence alone turned the moment into something breathtaking.

Not only Austin, but many others were also staring at her in silence...

completely swept by her grace.

Once she reached before him, she gently smiled and raised her brows to ask, 'How do I look?

'Austin stuffed the dumpling to Sheldon before pulling her close, "I really want to say a cheesy line here...

but just like my breath, you have stolen my words too.

"A smile bloomed on her lips as she lowered her eyes, "Tried something new.

Glad you liked it.

"Austin kissed the back of her hand, before whispering, "I might not release your hand for the whole journey, in the fear of someone taking you away.

"Valerie gave an upturned glance, "Then keep me tied to you.

I'd love nothing more than that.

"°°°°°°°°°°°A/N:- Thanks for reading.

I was smiling near the end.