The Incubus System Chapter 573. Surprise~ (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 573. Surprise~

“So, what do you choose, Damian?” Azrael asked, ending our previous topic.

I was about to answer him, but a demon in servant clothes approached us in a hurry.

“My Lord, can I speak to you?” he said in a panic.

"Go ahead," Azrael gave his permission.

"The queen's condition is deteriorating. She asked you to check her out," the servant said without further ado. Due to the music, he had no other choice but to shout so we could hear it.

A frown appeared on his forehead.

"That's bad?" he asked in disbelief. “She looked fine to me when I saw her this morning. I think she's just a little overreacting." A long exhale came out of his mouth. “ Fine. I will check her. I hope she is okay."

It made me frown in confusion since demons couldn't be sick. So I decided to help him or rather find out more about this.

Azrael turned to us.

"I'm sorry. I think I have to go now. I hope you guys can enjoy yourself.”

“Do you mind if we help you? I have healing abilities, maybe I can use that,” I offered.

He snapped his fingers.

"That's a good idea! Maybe you can help him since I couldn't detect what was wrong with her," he said in excitement. “Come with me,” he quickly gestured to follow him.

After passing through a luxurious corridor, we arrived in front of a room. Azrael threw a few knocks on the door before he opened and entered it. We followed him.

"What happened to you, Syntyche?” he asked.

But instead of answering, Syntyche who was sitting on the sofa froze in shock. Likewise with me, Nefaris, and Lord Damon. Our eyes looked at each other. Even Lord Damon who normally could maintain his cool reaction was unable to cover up his shock. The only one who was clueless about all of this was Azrael.

None of us were ready for this so we didn't know how we should react either. I expected to get a clue or two about it, but I got a better result.

"Do you know each other?" Azrael broke the strange silence between us. His gaze shifted between us and her. His confusion was evident from his expression and tone of voice.

Which was answered with nasty chuckles from Lord Damon.

"Oh my. My grand entrance seems better than I thought.” He flicked his fingers. The door behind us was closed as a transparent barrier covered the room, creating something akin to a separate space.

It shocked the spider queen and Azrael. She even stood up from her seat.

Before the two of them said a word, his mask disappeared as a heavy atmosphere pressed on us, a sign that he had removed his armor. Also, his trousers covered his bottom since as a king he needed them for his dignity. Likewise, Nefaris decided to cover her body with Demon's Clothes since we wouldn't be returning to the party anytime soon.

“Surprise~,” Lord Damon said in an annoying tone, opening his arms as if he was the greatest villain who had just made his grand entrance.

Azrael's jaw dropped in shock.

“What the hell, Damon! You said you wouldn't come!" he complained.

Lord Damon turned to Azrael. His annoying smile widened.

“It's been a long time since we met, so I thought to make an epic grand entrance. I never thought it would work this good." He glanced at The spider queen who was still standing in shock. Yet her spider legs were on her back, indicating that she was ready to defend herself or attack us.

“Much-much better than I thought,” she added.

Syntyche turned to Azrael in anger.

“Azrael! Is this your plan? Did you cooperate with them to trap me?” she snarled. Her annoyance was evident in the tone of her voice.

Azrael turned his gaze to Syntyche and frowned.

“Trap you for what? Weren't you the one who wanted to meet me? You even sent me your letter twice," he reminded her.

“Right…” She turned her gaze to me and Lord Damon. "So it must be you who already know that I will come. Tell me how you found out?” she asked in a displeased tone.

“We simply think the same as you. Isn't that obvious?" I stated in a nonchalant tone. I had to admit, this was a terrifying coincidence.

“No wonder, you keep getting betrayed by your boyfriend and your friends,” Lord Damon added mockingly.

She gritted her teeth, holding back her anger. She knew if she attacked us it would be one versus three. It was no different than committing suicide.

"Okay. Mind explaining to me what happened?” Azrael complained in annoyance as he couldn't hold the tense atmosphere again.

"Don't tell me you don't understand. Isn't that obvious from all of this?" said Lord Damon with a flat stare.

“I know you guys have a problem. But what? This is my palace, if you guys want to fight, at least give me a reason why you are fighting,” he explained, sweeping his hand over all of us.

“That is a long story, Azrael. I hope you don't mind giving us time. We'll explain it to you," I tried to calm him down. I could understand his annoyance but saying all of this in front of Syntyche would only end in an argument.

"So you guys are going to fight without telling me the reason?" Azrael complained again.

“We are not going to fight. We just need to talk with her. Can you give us some space?” I asked.

Azrael narrowed his eyes which were fixed on me.

“Only talk? Are you sure?" he said in disbelief.

"I hope," I smiled innocently. “We will avoid the battle as best as we can,” I tried to bargain.

While Lord Damon answered by clicking his tongue in annoyance.

"Oh, c'mon. This place has my barrier,” he reminded him.

"Fine." Azrael permitted with a heavy heart. "But don't mess up my party, okay? And if you are going to fight. At least count me in. I don't mind another battle royale."

"Got it."