The Incubus System Chapter 241. I'm Unworthy to Serve You, Master (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 241. I'm Unworthy to Serve You, Master

She stiffened like a statue. Her jaw dropped. Her eyes that were looking at me widened. Her clear shock was evident on her face. The silence filled the room once again. What my ears caught was a soft dripping sound of water from the ends of Foxy's hair.

A soft chuckle came out of my mouth upon her reaction, mainly because her funny expression was more dramatic than when I realized this shocking fact. Or... maybe I was the one who accepted it too easily. I didn't even try to deny any of that. Well, it wasn't like I had anything to deny. Besides, all the evidence and facts already showed that truth. What could I do? Screaming at Lord Damon and Lilieth? Spilling my emotions like mad man? Demanding them to give back my normal life? Or reject them as my parents and the heavy responsibility that suddenly fell on my shoulders?

Either way, it sounded stupid to me. After all, it wasn't my right to be angry with Lilieth or Lord Damon since they were the ones who saved my life. Even though... I had to live as their child, not to mention the great responsibility and danger that awaited me. But that didn't sound too bad. With this power and my status, I could make huge changes in the human world and the dark dimension. After all, I couldn't possibly let Celia take this heavy responsibility. She was the only Nephilim I know, though that didn't rule out there was another Nephilim besides the two of us. But since I got the Nephilim's blood from my father, for now, that was the only thing that came to my mind. My father was an only child and my grandparents died when I was little. I even couldn't remember their faces. While finding another Nephilim was definitely not something easy, considering they lived like normal humans. Even, I didn't feel anything different before I turned into Incubus and my medical record was normal before.

As for getting my emotions out... I didn't want to scream and spill my rage in front of my partners. Moreover, they had just gone through a major traumatic event and found out my true identity. Spilling my emotions out of control would only make their emotions more unstable.

After a moment of silence, Foxy finally spoke.
"T-Their son? Y-You mean you're the Demon Prince?" she said in a stammering voice. Her hand pointed at me and her shocked expression didn't change.

I simply nodded in reply.

"The Prince of the dark dimension?" she said again with the same tone and expression.

"Yeah. But it isn't official yet since I'm still too weak for a demon Prince now," I said in a casual tone.

"B-But didn't you say you were a human?" she said in confusion.

"I thought I was a human. But I just found out I was a Nephilim, Lord Damon's younger brother's descendant. And when I was about to die, the power that Lilieth gave me was the power of her unborn son. That power not only turned me into an Incubus but also made me her son."

Foxy lowered her hand, gulped hard in nervousness and shifted her gaze down.
"Mas--- I mean, You-Your----"

I pressed my index finger on her lips since I knew she wanted to call me Your Highness.
"Just call me, Master." I shifted my hand to her chin and lifted her slowly, making her look at me.
"I already said it isn't official yet. After all, we are in the human world, not the dark dimension," I added. Given Lord Damon and Lilieth's status, it seemed like if I went to the dark dimension, Foxy and the others should still call me Your Highness, whether I liked it or not. But since this was the human world, I preferred them to call my name as usual. Previously I also had asked my generals to call my name according to my appearance, Ethan in my human form and Damian in my Incubus form. Besides, other people would be confused if they heard how Foxy and the others called me and it would be awkward if they considered me some sort of royalty from a great kingdom.

I knew I was a real royalty, no, I was even cooler than a mere royalty, a demon Prince. My father, Lord Damon, was the ruler of the dark dimension, the king of the demon world. His position was equal to the king of the world. The difference was no one in the human world had such a high position. But a royalty who ate jam sandwiches for almost a year was indeed a laughing stock. Even Mia's life was much better than mine. Not to mention, I also was a prostitute at night. Well... Come to think again, I wasn't a real prostitute since I only slept with my partners and servants from the beginning. But, since some of them used to treat our relationship like a transaction, so... it still counted for me. Besides, the public had recognized me as a prostitute and even the reporters called me The Prince of Ledred on TV. A Demon Prince who lived in poverty in the human world and became a prostitute out of desperation for money and DP sounded so fucked up.

"I-I understand, Master," said Foxy, still in a stammering voice.

I shifted my hand from her chin to her head and moved to stroke her hair. She flinched. Her ears were lowered in reflex. A breath came out of my mouth.
"What's with the grim face?" I said.

"Um... You know... I'm just a weak demon. I feel unworthy to serve a high status' demon like you," said Foxy in a gloomy tone.
"Besides... I'm sure you'll have many servants who are stronger and more useful than me later. Soon or later ... You'll forget about me..." she added in the same tone.

I clamped both sides of her face with my hands and looked at her seriously.
"Is it because I was late to feed you?" I said straight to the point.

"Of course not," she retorted. But then she was silent and shifted her gaze downwards.
"A little..." She finally admitted in a calmer voice.

I moved my hands onto her back and hugged her, pressing her small body gently against mine.
"I'm sorry..." I whispered.
"There are so many things that have happened lately. I discovered so many truths and my mind is filled with them. I also didn't expect what happened today to be more complicated than I thought," I explained. Even though her heartbeat wasn't as loud as when we had sex, it was still faster than usual.

Foxy hugged me tightly and buried her face in my chest.
"I understand... I'm just afraid you'll think I'm useless and leave me." Her hands hugged me tighter.
"Master... You were the only one who treated me well after my family left me. I promise I will get stronger for you..." she said in the same gloomy tone.

Her words reminded me of when she told me how she was hiding from the other demons and I could sense the loneliness in the tone of her voice. Now she has found a new family who loved her. Of course, she was afraid of losing us.

Just like her, I tightened my embrace.
"Don't worry. I promise I won't leave you," I whispered in a soft voice.

"Thank you, Master..."

After that we were silent again, enjoying the warmth of each other's body and the sound of our heartbeat.
"I think we should get up now or we'll catch a cold." I wasn't sure demons like us could get sick like humans, but I assumed we could just in case. After all, the water was getting cold now.

Foxy distanced herself and nodded. Her face was brighter now.

I unplugged the bathtub plug, turned on the shower to clean up our bodies and also the tub since that bath bomb left a little purplish residue. While Foxy helped me to massage my back.

After we were done, we got out of the bathtub and took our towels to dry our bodies.

- Puff!

In an instant, yellow cute pajamas covered Foxy's body.

My eyes looked at her pajamas as my hands wiped my face with my towel.
"Maybe I should get pajamas," I muttered. Celia was also wearing pink pajamas today.

"Should I get one from your wardrobe, Master?" Foxy asked.

"It's fine." I imagined dark blue pajamas as I used my skill.
'Demon's Clothes.'

As I lowered my towel, my dark aura covered my body and formed dark blue pajamas.
"There."

"Eh?! I thought you didn't know how to do it," Foxy said in shock.

"Lilieth taught it to me." A proud smirk on my lips. Although this skill looked so simple, it was very useful for me. I meant, I didn't have to buy new clothes and do the laundry.
"C'mon." Then I walked out.