Succubi Chapter 212. Secret Mission
Succubi Chapter 212. Secret Mission
By the time we reached the academy, the morning had already shifted from soft dorm chaos to sharp student chaos.
The corridors were alive with footsteps, voices, rustling uniforms, and the faint hum of mana lamps still fading as sunlight pushed through tall windows. Banners of the academy houses hung along the walls. Arcana, Valor, Titan, Saint, each one looking like it belonged to a different kind of headache. Arcana’s symbol gleamed above my classroom door like it was personally asking me whether I had prepared for today’s mental suffering.
Today’s first class?
Professor Nyx Callahan.
Arcana class.
Meaning I needed my brain. All of it. Preferably not scrambled by last night or this morning.
I slipped into the classroom and found Adrian already there, leaning back in his seat like he had never been worried about anything in his life. Kyra sat nearby, posture straight, eyes bright the moment she saw me. Felix was on the other side, looking polished, expensive, and spiritually punchable in the way only rich boys could manage before 8 AM.
“Morning,” Adrian said, grinning.
“Morning,” Kyra said softer, but with that look again.
That possessive little look.
Felix glanced up from his book. “You look unusually satisfied.”
I stopped walking.
“…Can everyone stop saying things like that today?”
Adrian’s grin widened immediately. “Oh?”
“No.”
Kyra smiled. “You do look better.”
“That’s normal. People sleep.”
Felix looked me over once. “Not like that.”
I dropped into my seat and decided the desk was my friend now. The desk didn’t judge me.
Then my system chimed.
[Ding!]
A screen opened in front of me.
[Academy Transfer Complete]
[Mission Rank D: Brimwood Village Spectral Crawler Subjugation]
[Reward Received: 1,000 Creds]
I froze.
My eyes locked on the number.
One thousand.
Creds.
I stared.
Then leaned closer.
Maybe I misread.
No.
Still one thousand.
My lips parted slightly.
“I’m rich,” I whispered.
Adrian blinked. “What?”
“I’m literally rich…”
My eyes burned.
I almost cried.
No, seriously. I nearly cried right there in Professor Callahan’s classroom over a system transfer. Because I had never had this much money in my bank account before. This, plus the money I got from the underground duel?
Bless my life.
Bless ghosts.
Bless horrible moaning monsters.
Bless capitalism only when it pays me.
Usually I got pocket money from my family, but not much.
Enough to survive, sure.
Enough to not starve, yes. But never enough to feel free.
They mostly gave more money to Queenie.
The reason? She was a girl. Girls needed more money than boys.
Dresses. Skincare. Cosmetics. Plushies. Cute accessories. All that.
I disliked it, but yeah, fair in one way.
Queenie was more reckless with money than me. That girl had the survival instinct of a potato when it came to financial responsibility.
Adrian leaned over my shoulder, eyes widening when he saw the screen. “Whoa. Congrats! Guess your first mission went smooth like butter.”
I stared blankly ahead.
Smooth.
Sure.
If butter involved sexy ghost monsters, grieving village men, angry wives, one banshee recognizing my tournament alias, and emotional corruption in an infirmary afterward.
Kyra nodded proudly. “That’s my Evan.”
Adrian’s head snapped toward her. “Since when did he become your Evan?”
Kyra didn’t even blink. “Since now.”
I slowly turned to her.
She smiled.
No fear.
No hesitation.
Just pure confidence.
Honestly, respect.
Felix peeked at my system screen from the other side, then frowned slightly. “This is rich?”
I turned toward him slowly.
“Your standard is really low,” he added.
I pointed at him. “Shut up, rich boy. Don’t destroy my happiness.”
Felix looked almost offended. “I was only being factual.”
“Facts can be violence.”
Adrian laughed and tapped the desk. “Okay, jokes aside. Are you joining the next underground duel? We got quite a name from the last one.”
“I am,” I said immediately.
Kyra’s brows lifted. “That fast?”
“It gave me money, so I will.”
Simple.
Clean.
Logical.
Money was not romance.
Money just existed and made life easier.
Though…
I cringed slightly.
“Prof Callahan might hold a grudge against me.”
Kyra leaned closer. “Why?”
“He’s jealous.”
Adrian narrowed his eyes. “Are we talking about Lilith?”
I looked away. “Uh… kinda.”
Adrian stared at me.
Sharply.
Like I had personally betrayed the brotherhood of men.
Then he said, with full sincerity, “I’m jealous too.”
I groaned. “Oh, come on, guys.”
Felix closed his book halfway. “Is this about the dorm mother?”
I nodded.
Kyra looked amused now, but not angry. If anything, she looked like she was storing information for later emotional warfare.
Great.
Perfect.
My life was becoming an open market of blackmail material.
Then…
[Ding!]
Another system chime.
I blinked.
A new notification opened.
[Special Request Mission Received]
I sat up slightly. “A mission?”
Adrian leaned in again instantly. “Already?”
Kyra frowned. “During class?”
Felix’s expression sharpened with actual interest.
I opened the message.
[Special Request Mission]
[Origin: Brimwood Village]
[Type: Secret Request]
[Requester: Undisclosed]
[Details: Locked]
[Condition: Accept to receive full briefing directly from requester]
[Accept? Y/N]
I stared at it.
Then slowly leaned back.
“That’s creepy.”
Kyra nodded immediately. “Fishy.”
Felix tapped the desk once. “Where is Brimwood Village?”
“That’s where they sent me last night.”
Adrian’s eyes lit up. “Your first mission?”
“Yeah.”
“What was the mission?”
I shrugged. “Beat up sexy ghost monsters.”
Adrian froze.
Then his head turned toward me in slow motion.
“…Sexy?”
“They were monsters.”
“You said sexy first.”
“They were still monsters.”
“You said sexy before ghosts.”
“I still beat them.”
Kyra stared at me like she couldn’t decide whether to laugh or ask for details.
Felix looked mildly horrified. “This academy’s mission classification system needs review.”
“Agreed.”
I looked back at the screen.
Secret request.
Brimwood.
Undisclosed requester.
Every survival instinct told me not to accept.
Unfortunately, curiosity was stronger than survival.
And also, maybe money.
Maybe.
“I wonder if there’s something more,” I muttered.
Kyra leaned forward. “Evan.”
“That tone says don’t do it.”
“Don’t do it.”
I clicked accept.
Kyra sighed immediately.
Adrian laughed. “That’s our Evan.”
Felix shook his head. “You are reckless.”
“No. I am opportunity-oriented.”