Queen Morgana, your silence I'll take as the succubi tribe's agreement

In the Black Forest, land of the succubi.

While Alexander was asleep, the ogre tribe's chief, James, had already arrived in the succubi territory and was received with great fanfare.

The dwelling place of the succubi was not a hut or a cave, but a palace shrouded in a swirling red mist.

Such architecture was an anomaly in the wilds of the Black Forest.

Of course, to the succubi, these buildings were as much a symbol of luxury and nobility as their own tribe.

"Strong ogre chief, welcome to our succubi territory as a guest!"

"Hehe..."

The succubus queen was a mature woman of enchanting and seductive beauty. Her dress was almost transparent, fully revealing her captivating figure and bust.

At just one glance, James felt an intense surge of desire, almost kneeling at the queen's feet in longing.

"Chief James, what brings you to our territory? If you're not too busy, you might stay a while longer. My people will take good care of you."

As she spoke, the succubus queen licked her lips. She raised her long legs, caressing her legs with her hand, her words dripping with temptation.

James was no ordinary ogre. He activated his bloodthirsty talent, biting his tongue to suppress the arousal sexual by the succubus queen.

James knew that the succubus queen before him was not as beautiful and gentle as she appeared.

Succubi, whether in the desert or the Black Forest, were synonymous with violence, greed, and sensual.

"Lady Morgana, we've brought a large amount of meat and fur. Winter is coming, and I think these make the best gifts!"

James's deep voice carried a wild and barbaric tone, along with a lingering scent of hunting and slaughter.

"Hehehe... The mighty ogres have brought gifts for us!"

"Is it really just a gift?"

Lady Morgana, the succubus queen, chuckled softly. Her voice was gentle and alluring, with an indescribable sense of mystery.

"Hahaha... Lady Morgana, isn't a bridal gift a gift?"

This comment caught the succubus queen Morgana off guard, her seductive smile briefly fading.

"A bridal gift?"

"Yes, a bridal gift!"

James nodded, his expression serious.

"If our ogre tribe and the succubi tribe were to form an alliance through marriage, we could not only withstand the winter together but also resist the invasions of other races in the forest next spring."

"Our hunting territories would greatly expand."

"Perhaps, we could even withstand the Dark Tide together!"

Mentioning the Dark Tide, both James and Morgana narrowed their eyes, as if gazing at some unknown great fear.

The palace fell suddenly quiet.

Queen Morgana sat on her throne, gazing into the darkness outside the palace, silent for a long time.

After what seemed like an eternity, Morgana opened her eyes and looked at James. "The union of ogres and succubi is an excellent idea! So, Chief James, who has caught your eye?"

She gestured towards the alluring succubi in the palace, cunning and beautiful. 

Meanwhile, Morgana watched James with a keen interest.

"Not me!" James glanced at the succubi and shook his head.

"Not you for the union?"

"Right, not me. It's my brother, the bloodline warrior, Alexander!"

"Chief James, are you joking with me?" 

James shook his head again, not answering the question.

"Alright, since it's your brother, a bloodline warrior, he indeed qualifies for a union with our succubi!"

At this, James shook his head again.

"Chief James, what do you mean?"

Seeing James shake his head, Morgana's voice turned unfriendly.

James met Morgana's gaze, unflinching. "They are not worthy enough!"

"Not worthy?" Morgana's voice suddenly became sharp and cold. "Chief James, do you realize what you're saying?"

Her tone wasn't just cold but also mocking.

"Queen Morgana, I know what I am saying. Forgive my boldness, but they truly aren't worthy!"

At this point, James even saw the hidden murderous intent in Queen Morgana's eyes.

But he showed no fear, indifferent.

"Queen Morgana, my brother is a high-ranking bloodline warrior!"

"So what?"

Morgana was unimpressed, seeing the bloodline warriors of the ogre tribe as only slightly stronger than their succubi.

James chuckled and continued. "Alexander is also an ogre knight, his mount a fearsome Abyssal Tyrannosaurus!"

James laughed, a hint of pride in his laughter.

The Abyssal Tyrannosaurus, a terrifying creature even in the Abyss Cave.

The succubi tribe, having lived in the abyss, must be aware of the horror of the Abyssal Tyrannosaurus.

The succubi's great hall was utterly silent. After a long while, Queen Morgana's calm voice echoed in the hall.

"Chief James, do you realize what you're saying?"

The same words, but a different tone, conveyed a completely different meaning.

However, this time James's tone was incredibly firm.

"Queen Morgana, I represent my brother Alexander in proposing to Princess Ravenna!"

"I believe, as Ravenna's twin sister, Queen Morgana, you have the right to decide, don't you?"

James's voice resonated clearly in the hall.

Once again, the hall fell silent.

During the silence, an elder succubus under the throne suddenly spoke up.

"Chief James, just because you say your brother is an ogre knight, should we believe he's an ogre knight? And is a fearsome Abyssal Tyrannosaurus that easy to tame?"

The elder voiced the thoughts of the other succubi. Ravenna and Morgana were of the succubi royal family, and these succubi would not easily let one of their own be married off. 

They sought to extract maximum value from Ravenna. 

Although Ravenna had high royal succubus bloodline, once married out of the succubi royal family, she would no longer hold value for them.

James chuckled, his raspy voice filling the great hall again. "Queen Morgana, your silence I'll take as the succubi tribe's agreement!"

At this, the palace was again enveloped in silence.

Just as Queen Morgana was about to speak, James's heavy voice overpowered hers.

"Lady Morgana, prepare the appropriate dowry! Before winter, I will have Alexander ride his Abyssal Tyrannosaurus to claim Lady Ravenna."

His words further suppressed the atmosphere in the entire hall.

If ogre chief James dared to say so, it was very likely true. His brother, Alexander, might indeed be an ogre knight, and a rider of the terrifying Abyssal Tyrannosaurus. 

In other words, they could not afford to offend ogre knight Alexander or the ogre tribe in the future. Even the present ogre chief James was not someone they could afford to offend.

"Fine, if he truly is an Abyssal Tyrannosaurus knight, I agree to the union of our two tribes!"

At this, James laughed heartily, his laughter echoing grandly and comfortably in the hall.

"Hahaha... Agreed, then! It's a deal!"

James stood up and, without delay, left the palace with his group of ogre warriors.

His departure did not cause much of a stir.

The succubi tribe was peculiar, a matriarchal society with few male succubi born into the tribe. Most male succubi were often exiled, left to fend for themselves.

In the succubi palace, several aged female voices spoke.

"Your Majesty, could what the ogre chief said be true?"

Queen Morgana narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, her fingers tapping on the arm of her throne. After a long while, she finally spoke.

"Go, prepare a dowry for Ravenna according to the standards of our royal family!"

Having said this, Queen Morgana turned to the elder succubi.

"Whether it's true or not, we must be prepared! If it is, our union with the ogres will open up a new path for us. If not, the ogre tribe's bridal gifts are still insufficient for marrying into our royal succubi family."

Her words triggered whispers in the great hall, but ultimately, no succubus opposed her decision.

[Morgana]