The Incubus System Chapter 561. Caught in The Act IV (Patreon)
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The Incubus System Chapter 561. Caught in The Act IV
They shifted their attention to me.
“Since they are afraid of us, they should be trying to find a new alliance against us. So maybe, they are offering another deal with other demon lords. I've checked some of them but haven't found any clues," I explained.
“Do you have the list?” asked Lord Damon.
I flicked my fingers, using my Telekinesis. A sheet of paper flew from my drawer to him. He took it. His eyes moved side to side to read it until he stopped.
"Have you checked on him?" He handed me the list and pointed to a name.
My eyes were on it.
'Azrael Shadowraven de Nightfall.'
"Who's he?" I asked, turning my attention to him.
“If Letos and you represent Lust and I represent Pride. Then he represents wrath…” Lord Damon briefly explained.
“You mean he is the Lord of Wrath?” I made sure in surprised. I could imagine how bad temper he was and his horrifying appearance just from his name. His name also somehow reminded me of Puriel's story.
“You can say it like that,” he agreed.
Which was followed by Nefaris.
"Oh, that guy. Yes. If I was one of the traitors, I would probably do the same,” she claimed.
"Why?" I asked, frowning and turning to her.
“He is strong and has wit. A real demon lord among the demon lords,” Lilieth who was sitting by Nefaris explained.
“Can you give me the details?” I demanded in curiosity.
“He is the first and only demon lord who rules the City of Wrath. Splein,” Lord Damon gave a short explanation. The seriousness in his eyes showed I shouldn't fuck around this Azrael guy.
“You mean that the city has never had another leader before?” I clarified in surprise. That meant he was older than Lord Damon. I could picture him as an old man.
"Yes. He never does anything that offends anyone so he has almost no enemies. But he is also very strong and able to defend his territory from any attack. I can say he is the oldest of us,” he explained.
"If he's the oldest, doesn't that mean he has more power than you?" I asked. But before he said the answer, their explanation about the power comparison reminded me of the max level.
Lord Damon gave me a flat stare.
"Should I explain it again?" he said in a displeased tone.
"Nah. I just remember he can't develop more than that due to his status," I replied.
“Anyway…” I tried to change the topic again and turned to Nefaris.
“Why didn't you tell me anything about him? If he's that important I should spy on him first." It was a genuine question since I already gave her the list. But she didn't say anything.
Unexpectedly, Nefaris replied to me with a warning.
“If you want to investigate him, it's better to come directly to him. Sending a spy or spying on him with your skill will only anger him. He will turn you into his enemy."
"Does that mean he has a bad temper?" I assumed.
“His temper is not that bad. He is a great demon actually if you could know him better. It's just that he doesn't like that kind of thing. He is a straight guy. If you have a problem with him, come to his place and say it in front of him. He'll be happy to settle it out with you," Lilieth added.
I raised my hand.
“Wait, wait, wait. What kind of 'settle' do you mean? A duel? A battle? A discussion? A negotiation?” I demanded her explanation since it was an ambiguous thing.
“With both of them, of course,” she replied.
"Even though he's the lord of Wrath, that doesn't mean he's a brainless hot blood demon," Nefaris added.
“He likes all kinds of discussions and appreciates someone who is coming to him. Instead, if you try to sneak around him, he will think of you as his enemy. That's why we called him Lord of Wrath. That's because he often nagged the other demon lords thousands of years ago and killed their subordinates just because they came to his place to spy on him,” Lord Damon gave a long explanation.
“He sounds like a good guy to me,” I said in relief. It made all of them look at me with a cringe.
“A good demon, I mean,” I quickly corrected.
"There's no such thing as a good demon, Ethan. He simply only minds his own business," Lord Damon stated before he glanced at Nefaris.
"The difference is, he's better than a certain demon lord who doesn't give a fuck about her territory," he said in a cynical tone.
"Why do I feel a lot of judging looks from your gaze?" Nefaris asked without turning her gaze to Lord Damon as if her uneasy gaze pierced through his skin. Her displeasure was evident in her voice and a frown was on her forehead.
"Just mentioned how different you are from a certain responsible demon," said Lord Damon in a teasing tone, looking to the other side nonchalantly.
Nefaris looked at Lord Damon from the corner of her eyes.
"I can turn into something worse than him if the demon world doesn't mind having two Wraths." Her tone was full of threats.
"Do you dare?" challenged Lord Damon.
Nefaris was silent for a while before she exhaled and opened her voice again.
"Nah. Too much responsibility. I think I will skip," she said in a nonchalant tone.
'Hhh… it's so typical of her,' I thought. But I knew why she chose to do it.
“Pathetic,” Lord Damon scoffed.
“You already know about the decision. I think you need to stop bullying her,” I tried to stop him before another argument occurred.
But he answered me with a smug smile.
"That's impossible. I'm the Lord of Pride after all."
I was about to answer his words, but an announcement that appeared in front of me made me hold my tongue.
[You are connected with Curtis]
'The conference room is ready, My Lord. We're waiting for the reporters,' Curtis said. I was surprised Leon and Curtis were able to get things ready faster than I expected.
'Okay,' I replied.
[You have disconnected with Curtis]
“I want to take a shower first. I can't possibly appear in this state," I said, glancing at my body. I couldn't shake off the sticky feeling from it.
Licheri took the initiative to get off my shoulder.
"I'm coming!" said Lilieth, getting up from her seat.
"Me too," said Nefaris.
"What?! Are you guys planning another threesome?” Lord Damon complained with a frown.
I replied with a smug smirk.
“Why do you think they call me the Lord of Lust?” I said in a teasing tone before I went to the bathroom.