[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu":3,"chapter-i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-532":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm a Forest Warden—Why Am I Enslaving a Succubus?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2329576,4555,"Chapter 532: Sword Sheath and Summoning","i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-532",532,"\u003Cp>“As you’ve always done, break free from Asmodiels’s control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelio closed his eyes and focused on mobilizing the spirituality within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-deer guardian, as the Hero Giver, stood protectively beside his hero, watching Natalie with vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Given our past relationship, I have no qualms telling you: this is a secret technique I stumbled upon called 【Soul Sword Sheath】.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Using a self-repairing weapon as a base, transform yourself into the sword’s sheath to forcibly sever ties with the Demon Lord and escape control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you think you can seize my stiletto, abandon that notion—this technique requires prolonged spiritual cultivation until you achieve perfect harmony with the weapon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even now, I have only a thirty percent chance of success. Had this war not broken out, the Blood Pool’s power would have faded further—I wouldn’t have dared. But if I succeed, I’ll unleash my full Eighth-Rank peak power, and this Forester will surely fall beneath my blade—hah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Natalie Blackmoon’s gaze shifted for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not doubt the man was lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been together since adolescence, sharing an extraordinarily long bond; Aurelio was not the type to lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In desperation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in her peripheral vision, she spotted a distant, unpolished, crude oversized pruning shears, plunged point-down into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a weapon radiating cold, suppressed, evil energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One glance revealed its extraordinary nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t want to die, don’t touch that weapon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelio had clearly entered his state—he floated midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he still spoke to warn her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Natalie froze, then stared closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw the ground where the shears were planted melting into yellow-green rotting sludge, bubbling with foul-smelling gas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the surrounding grass rapidly mutated into writhing, clawed tentacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what should I do? I have no choice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Natalie… you haven’t changed. Once you lose your anchor, you panic like a mindless fool.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she opened her mouth to curse, her former lover suddenly spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I fail, this half-deer will teach you how to use the 【Soul Sword Sheath】. Using mine is better than using that shears.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.Aurelio, you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough! Who’s commanding the battlefield now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.The leader of the Blood Thorn Clan, Tashaya.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Record this pruning shears. Have her announce on the battlefield that Luo De is dead. It doesn’t matter if they find out—he’s a spiritual warrior; he cannot escape this ritual site. As long as he doesn’t appear, he might as well be dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Natalie understood—he wanted to disrupt the enemy’s morale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked, puzzled: “If you’re trying to break free from the Lord’s control, why does this war concern you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelio opened his bloodshot eyes, revealing a desperate, grim smile: “The ones I love, my people—they’re still on the battlefield, still controlled by the Blood Pool. For them, I’d destroy all of Hell and the continent without hesitation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pamela Nightveil, entwined by 【Despair Mycelium】, suddenly opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a puppet, she sat upright, rigidly, from the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened, vacant and unfocused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within them swirled endless despair and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the ornate mural wall, she murmured in a hollow, eerie voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.My Lord? Is it you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Yes. Pamela understands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood. My Lord is eternal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>another dark elf woman on the bed lazily rose and embraced her affectionately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong? Another nightmare?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shirri—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, there’s a soundproofing array here. You just woke up, so you might not know—the reptilian humans of Shiying Town have attacked us. Isn’t that laughable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shirri sneered dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers combed gently through Pamela’s disheveled hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry. Lord Aurelio has already gone over. Nothing will happen. You were thoroughly worn out last night by the Lord—go back to sleep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aure.lio—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pamela Nightveil reacted as if triggered by a keyword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression twisted in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Shirri, still embracing her, didn’t see her face—she assumed Pamela was still haunted by the nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, as one of Aurelio’s wives, Shirri had long borne the duty of caring for this husband’s “ill” first love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was accustomed to this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shirri, by this role, gained even more of Aurelio’s favor; yet her naturally gentle nature also made her fond of Pamela.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, there, it’s fine. Want breakfast? By the way, tell me how you generate power in that position—I always strain my waist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shuddered violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down in confusion and saw a dagger piercing through her abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand gripping the hilt belonged to Pamela Nightveil—the woman who had shared her bed with her last night, who had cared for her day and night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-why—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pamela Nightveil stared with wide, vacant, despairing eyes, tears streaming down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For that Lord.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She twisted the dagger violently, tearing the wound wider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riiip—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson blood gushed uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shirri, lacking combat strength, collapsed weakly into the other’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wound wasn’t immediately fatal; her naturally resilient life force allowed her to glimpse a bizarre scene before fully returning to the Blood Pool:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pamela Nightveil dragged her to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanically chanting praises to some entity, she wept as she used Shirri’s blood and organs to paint a massive ritual array on the carpet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shirri was a mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recognized it as a summoning array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standard summoning incantations were “Summoning Request” and “Control Command.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pamela’s incantation involved “True Name,” “Praise,” and “Sacrificial Oath.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Observing the chaotic energy, distinct from mana,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shirri knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the summoning method of an unknown entity from another dimension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The summoning speed was extremely fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, it surpassed the vast majority of summoning spells on the continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar yet alien voice appeared at the center of the array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shirri’s dull gray eyes widened in extreme terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen this person’s image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Forester Luo De!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her final moments, she had only one thought:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This being was not human—it was a demonic entity from another dimension! The dark elves were fighting an unknown extraplanar demon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the derivative skill of 【Despair Mycelium】: 【Summon Demigod】.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De examined his body in astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His equipment, clothing, spell satchel, and the Sword of Devotion at his waist—all were present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the slime, Blackie, stuck to him, was summoned—she was happily sucking sweat from his abs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a complete, high-level physical summoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Target: Pamela Nightveil】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Rank: Seventh-Rank Mid】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【This target’s soul is sealed by the Hell Altar; cannot form a “Mycelial Core”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Additional Skill Effects:】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【1. Despair Mind】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【2. Life Force Drain】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【3. Summon Demigod (Cooldown)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【4. Despair Domain】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s going to hold me captive now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【【Summon Demon God】in progress】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Projection coordinates established.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Projection duration: 71 hours, 59 minutes, 30 seconds】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After using this skill, a “projection coordinate” is established at the original location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the “projection coordinate” expires, Luo De may choose to actively return himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De glanced at the ready 【Realm of Despair】 option on his panel and sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not enough power from the Blood Birth Pool, heh heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1156,"2026-06-20T19:55:32.074Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","174d5ff1d5f5ca5c72798f6495b5f5c63267f4f0ad5a0c249f8b8ef1ddeb96dc","i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-533","i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-531",704,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-cover.jpg"]