Chương 401: The Succubus Madam

On the second floor of the Revolving Golden Sparrow Tavern, Roland stood in front of a full-length mirror, combing her long black hair.

It's unrealistic to try to change your appearance and fool the demon executives who came down from the city to investigate using illusion magic or shapeshifting magic.

Regardless of whether his current magic power is insufficient to sustain it, even if he were able to cast it, it would be detected by a superhuman being stronger than himself.

Then it'll really be a mess – even if it's not shit, it'll still look like shit.

Moreover, the sudden change in image, such as dyeing one's hair blonde, riding a two-wheeled magic cart, and having a succubus spirit girl by one's side, is as if afraid that others will not suspect one's true self?

What Roland really needs to do is to further refine the character of the landlady, and differentiate her from her past self in the real world as much as possible.

She applied the soft potion from the glass bottle to her hair, then gently heated it with fire magic, combing it neatly with a metal comb over and over again until her slightly wavy hair became smooth, long, straight black hair.

Next, she applied makeup suitable for a succubus, applied red lipstick, put on a dark elf-style cheongsam dress and black stockings, and then draped a loose vest over her shoulders.

"Hmm, she looks like she's gone from eighteen to twenty-eight, the girl has turned into a pretty wife."

Roland looked at herself in the mirror. Perhaps she was born Chinese. Her long, straight black hair was draped over her shoulders, making her look like a fairy who had stepped out of an ancient painting. She couldn't help but feel a little homesick.

Perhaps moved by the moment, Roland crouched down and rummaged through the wardrobe, finding a folding fan that she had commissioned nearby in her spare time. With a flick of her wrist, a beautiful scroll unfolded.

Roland marveled at herself in the mirror, marveling at her extraordinary talent for creating an image.

"Oh my, this divine flavor just popped up right away."

"She's exactly the kind of wife and manager in a cultivation novel, the kind who's disdainful at first glance in the first chapter, but by the thirtieth chapter, she's pinned down in an auction room by the protagonist and moves in and out with ease."

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door, and the door opened from the outside, revealing Tess's petite figure.

Tess was about to write something on the drawing board to communicate when she saw Roland's unusual appearance and was immediately stunned.

Roland turned around and smiled, snapped her folding fan shut, and picked up a pair of thin-rimmed round glasses from the bookshelf, placing them in the center of her nose.

The closed folding fan rested on her exceptionally full breasts, creating soft and erotic indentations.

"Tess, what a pleasant surprise! Don't I look like my succubus mother like this?"

Tess nodded, then shook her head, and finally wrote a few large words on the blank magic drawing board.

"Like a madam."

"What madam? This is the style of a married woman!"

Roland raised her voice a few decibels, and Tess immediately shrank back, weakly wiping the words off the drawing board and changing them to another word.

"A succubus madam?"

Roland: "..."

"Forget it, let's not dwell on this. As long as the disguise works, that's enough."

Roland waved her hand helplessly and looked at Tess, who had run up to her, and asked her.

"Tess, now that you're up here, is there something important you need to do?"

Tess nodded immediately, her quill gliding rapidly across the drawing board before she held it up to Roland.

"Miss Laura, a devilish lord has come downstairs and requests to see you."

……

At the tavern bar, Rainer with a mustache and a young guard sat on high stools, sipping their cloudy, sweet wine from their glasses.

Behind the two were several other members of the Demon Investigation Team, all of considerable skill, dressed in plainclothes and sitting in their respective seats, exuding the aura of experts.

Seeing that something was amiss, the surrounding customers quickly placed orders for dishes and a large amount of drinks, looking excitedly toward the bar.

Just kidding, this is Black Iron City, full of magical races with extremely high physical abilities. They mainly enjoy watching the excitement and don't mind making things worse. If all else fails, they'll just run away.

"Hehehe, it's rare to see the devilish old man from the upper city causing trouble. To witness such a scene, even dying would be worth the ticket price!"

"Absolutely! I've heard the proprietress is incredibly beautiful; if a fight breaks out, her clothes will definitely rip off! I can't wait!"

"It's a pity the proprietress is a succubus. If I want to get close to her, I'll have to sacrifice my magic power and waste half a month of my cultivation."

……

Reiner, with his mustache, standing in front of the bar, frowned as he heard the gossip behind him.

"Tsk, the guys in the downtown area have really bad manners."

A young guard standing nearby fawned over him.

"My lord, you don't need to stoop to their level. Once we find clues about the wanted fox clan criminal, you can return to the upper city and enjoy life soon."

Reiner, however, showed no optimism, glancing coldly at the young guard.

"The premise is that the information you provide is true. This is the property of the dwarves. Arresting people randomly will offend the dwarves of the Grey Gold family."

"Yes, yes, I swear to God, the real-life Laura looks even more like that wanted fox-woman than she does in the photo. Even if she's not the real Laura, she's probably related to her by blood."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a soft voice came from the stairwell.

"My devilish lord, I'm just an honest businessman, how could I possibly associate myself with a wanted criminal?"

Roland descended the stairs, her high heels clicking on the wooden floor, and walked slowly behind the bar, smiling slightly at Rainer with his mustache and the young guard.

Her mature and elegant attire caused everyone present to gasp in surprise.

Several dark-skinned, muscular Argonians who had been having affairs with married women for years caught a glimmer of hope, their nostrils flaring with intense heat.

A petite wife like this is perfect for sneaking a kiss in front of her sleeping husband, just behind a curtain!

When Rainer with the mustache saw Roland speak to him, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"And who is this lady?"

"I'm Laura." Laura feigned surprise, waving her folding fan in front of Reiner.

"Lord Reiner, you dined at the Sparrow's Nest earlier, how come you don't remember?"

"The proprietress?"

Reiner's vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

His first thought was of illusions or magic, so he reached out and pressed his hand on the magic pendant at his waist, which was used to see through illusions, and stared intently.

There was no reaction; this was Roland's true appearance.

Reiner turned to look at the young guard beside him, his face grim.

"Number 25, is this the one you said looks exactly like her?"

The young guard's number was twenty-five. Reiner had no interest in remembering the henchman's name and simply referred to him by that.

When Guard Number Twenty-Five saw Roland's appearance, so different from before, his face turned pale and his lips trembled.

If you offend a big shot in the upper district, you'll be in big trouble!

The more he thought about it, the more rambling he became, his thighs trembling and the chair beneath him creaking slightly.

"Lord Reiner... the landlady wasn't like this before! She used to wear a maid's outfit, light makeup, and had curly black hair!"

Upon hearing this, Roland looked at Guard Number Twenty-Five beside her, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Sir, business is booming at the tavern these days. As a succubus, isn't it perfectly normal for me to spend some money on dressing up?"

"Oh, right, I seem to remember you. You seem to be one of Captain David's confidants. Last time you were patrolling the tavern with the demonic two-headed dog... Is something wrong today?"

Guard number twenty-five didn't have time to answer Roland; he quickly pointed at Roland and shouted at Reiner.

"My lord, this succubus's sudden change of appearance might be because she's gotten wind of something and wants to use this to distance herself from the fox clan's wanted criminal!"

"Don't be fooled!"