"Just like some people are born without hair, there are some demon races that are born without wings."

"The basic appearance of the demon race...is its importance only equivalent to human hair?"

"What else can it be? We can fly even without wings. Tails only get in the way. The only use of horns is to serve as a temporary bottle opener when we need to drink!"

"I've learned something new..."

Wang Xiaole thought to himself:

Perhaps it is because of the special living habits of the succubi that they have to integrate into human society;

It is said that the main food of the succubi is the essence/energy of living beings, and humans instinctively reject species that look different from themselves;

To obtain food without being noticed, those succubi without any extra features and who look exactly like humans have the advantage;

Over time, the survival rate of "horned succubi" decreases significantly, while most "non-horned succubi" survive and create offspring, resulting in the natural selection of species.

Wang Xiaole suddenly thought of a key question.

He adjusted his sitting position in the chair and tentatively asked Lucia:

"Rumors say that if the succubi are separated from essence/energy, they cannot survive. Is that true?"

"It's true! Many lower-ranking succubi, if they do not get essence/energy for a long time, cannot avoid starving to death."

Lucia lifted the cup of tea in her hand and took a sip;

Then she gently put down the cup and explained in a soft voice:

"But if ordinary succubi suck their prey dry in one breath, not only can it cause casualties, but it can also reduce the supply of high-quality 'snacks';

Therefore, after becoming the queen of the succubi, I ordered the clan to engage in 'sustainable' hunting and encouraged them to marry human men...all for the harmony and coexistence of humans and the demon race!"

"So the term 'harmony' can be used here... Speaking of sucking essence/energy, don't you...?"

Wang Xiaole slid his chair half a meter back and kept a cautious distance from Lucia;

He was mainly worried that she would suddenly pounce on him and crazily extract his essence/energy, mistaking him for a reservoir.

"Darling, did you misunderstand something?"

Lucia, who said this, soon proved with her words that she was the one who had the deepest misunderstanding:

"Succubi can suck the essence/energy of girls, but since I am the queen of the succubi, I can live without touching essence/energy for a lifetime;

I have never had the intention of killing ordinary humans for 'snacks,' and I have never had any contact with a male to this day!"

Wang Xiaole selectively listened to Lucia's words. He concluded from her self-defense just now that she did not have any ulterior motives;

Although he rarely socialized before crossing over, he had some confidence in judging people;

Everyone he has interacted with face-to-face, he has never been wrong, so it is not surprising that he trusts Lucia.

"Don't just talk about serious things. Let's change the topic..."

Lucia propped her chin with both hands and leaned forward on the table, her eyes almost sticking out.

"Darling, what kind of person are you? Can you tell me about your past experiences?"

It is worth mentioning that due to her current unique posture, her cleavage became more prominent;

Wang Xiaole didn't intentionally look for it, but he didn't feel guilty when his gaze accidentally fell on it, especially since Lucia seemed unaffected by his gaze.

"Well, well, tell me. The longer I stay with you, the more I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. I can't resist my curiosity!"

Have you suddenly remembered why you find me familiar?

Wang Xiaole only thought that Lucia made up a reason on the spot. After all, he just crossed over today. How could the Demon King remember him?

He didn't mind sharing trivial matters he had encountered all along in front of the opposite sex, and Lucia listened attentively throughout;

In the middle of the conversation, the Demon King finally revealed her hidden true purpose:

"Could you please tell me, what kind of personality do you like in girls? I'll take it as a reference."

"Me? I like lolis! Or girls who look cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and it would be great if they can help with household chores."It was so thrilling, if I had mentioned the word "opposite sex" just now, Lucia would definitely have become suspicious.

The reason Wang Xiaole came to the Demon King's Castle was to find out from Lucia a way to restore his appearance.

And once Lucia, who has a strong yuri interest, realizes his cross-dressing identity, there's a one thousand percent chance that he will be kicked out;

To avoid the worst outcome, he must pay more attention and follow the truth that says "more talk, more mistakes".

"Liking girls who can help with household chores? Got it!"

Lucia's personality is the same, she doesn't like listening to unfavorable things about herself;

The image of the ideal girlfriend in Wang Xiaole's mind can be divided into two parts;

Among them, the loli attribute, she definitely doesn't possess, and in the phase of being "cold on the outside and hot on the inside", he encountered an insurmountable setback.

(Whispering) "Dearest, the requirements for the first two attributes were just casual talk; the important thing is being able to help, I still have a chance, and it's a big one! Come on, Lucia Phil (full name)!"

After Lucia self-indulges, their chat continued for a while, and then abruptly, a loud noise interrupted the peaceful atmosphere.

Grrrrr~~~~~~~

Wang Xiaole's stomach growled, his innards clamoring for "sacrifices", making his gaze meet Lucia's slightly awkwardly.

"Are you hungry? I'm such an unworthy 'good wife' for letting my dear go hungry."

The two of them entered the kitchen one after another. Wang Xiaole saw a pile of noodles next to the cooking utensils and asked curiously,

"Do you want to make noodles?"

"Yeah, I'll make noodles for my dear!"

Lucia smiled happily, and Wang Xiaole involuntarily lowered his head to check under her skirt...

No, no, no!

He immediately held his head with his hand, shook it a few times to clear his mind of those distracting thoughts, and in the next instant, faced Lucia's face again, looking just as serious as before.

"There are many types of noodles, which one would you like to make?"

"Don't we have seafood in the kitchen? I'm planning to make spicy seafoam noodles for my dear."

"Seafood... are you referring to the giant lobster that has been menacingly waving its claws at me since I entered the kitchen?"

Tied up in the kitchen corner was an extremely ferocious and enormous lobster, to what extent was its size?

Let's put it this way: if it weren't for Lucia bringing it over, when the lobster encounters an adult, it's uncertain who would be hunting whom.

"It has become a spirit, hasn't it? Can we really eat it?"

"Don't worry, there won't be any casualties after eating it; worst-case scenario: even if someone dies, I will go all out to bring my dear back to life!"

Lucia went in front of the lobster, provocatively lifting it up and then raising her fist.

Boom, thud, clang, crash, rumble~

A series of sounds that definitely wouldn't be produced normally during cooking started to echo, and when it finally ended, there was a special sound effect of a strike - Duang!

In order not to spoil his appetite later, Wang Xiaole decided not to look at that shocking scene.

"By the way, are you sure you can make seafood soup?"

After witnessing the lobster's tragic death, Wang Xiaole had doubts about Lucia's cooking skills and wore a worried expression on his face.

"It's fine, isn't it just pouring the seafood into the pot and cooking it with various spicy ingredients? What's so difficult about it?"

It seems that unexpected events are destined to happen during today's cooking process...

When Lucia dumped a large amount of seafood ingredients into the pot and cooked them for a while;

At some point, an unspeakable dreadful smell began to fill the kitchen.

Someone felt that the smell was a bit off, mustering up courage, took a spoon and tasted the soup.

After just one bite, Wang Xiaole's surroundings immediately changed the "style";

The environment around him was inexplicably rendered white, as if he had suddenly entered a black and white photograph.

"How is it? Is it tasty?"

"You actually ask me if it's tasty..."

Wang Xiaole recovered from the burning sensation of a volcanic eruption in his stomach. He looked at the pot of unidentified seafood soup and couldn't help but extend the spoon:"Taste is subjective, or rather, subjective to 'the heart of the devil'!" Lucia said skeptically, taking a sip of the soup and then couldn't help but pat Wang Xiaole on the back. "Hey, isn't it delicious? My dear always likes to joke with me."

Feeling confident in herself, Lucia made even more efforts to satisfy her beloved with this pot of soup. "First, we need to get rid of the residual fishy smell. Hmm, let's add a little more cooking wine," Lucia muttered as she picked up the bottle of cooking wine next to her and poured every last drop into the seafood soup, almost igniting the entire pot.

In addition to the cooking wine, she also added a lot of minced garlic, chili powder, and unforgettable mustard sauce to the pot. Previously considered a dark cuisine, now, with the addition of many seasonings, it emitted an even more terrifying and stimulating odor.

It's too late to say you're not hungry now!

When the food Lucia brought reached Wang Xiaole's sight, he instantly believed in the concept of "retribution." "This pot of soup is exceptionally well-made, my pride and joy. My dear, give it a try," Lucia said, emanating a sacred aura.

If she had a halo above her head and a pair of wings behind her, the impression she gave Wang Xiaole would be akin to an angel. (Whispering) "Why is the Demon King shining all over? How can I politely refuse?"

White flawless feathers danced around Lucia, creating a stark contrast to the thick soup on the table. The hot steam occasionally transformed into the shape of a skull. The soup had foamed up into the shape of a demon's face, with the green onions sinking beneath the surface, making the broth look somewhat distorted. Distorted grinning expressions emitted a demonic voice that only Wang Xiaole could hear: "Offer your soul, drink up, drink it! Hahaha!"

In front of him was a table full of dark cuisine. Apart from being inedible, there was no other problem with it as food. Wang Xiaole knew many things. He understood that the demon race was not the terrifying race that people imagined, one that devoured souls. On the contrary, they were very passionate about human cuisine. If it were in other cities, adventurers would occasionally see demon lords leading their minions to human restaurants to feast and drink. After a hearty meal, those guys would pay up properly. Many demons were even enthusiastic about learning the art of cooking from humans.

To emphasize, I should make one thing clear: this pot of soup looks extremely terrifying purely because Lucia's cooking skills are very poor. The demons as a whole do not claim responsibility for poorly-cooked meals, not even the Demon King's!