Seven Sins System Chapter 182. Asmo, The Lord of Lust III (Patreon)

Seven Sins System Chapter 182. Asmo, The Lord of Lust III

Asmo's confusion was palpable as he furrowed his brow in contemplation. He rubbed his chin with his fingers as he tried to recall the events. "500 years ago?" he repeated my words. "Do you mean the calamity?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Yes, exactly," I replied, nodding my head in confirmation. "I want to know what you know about the incident and what happened after."

"Unfortunately, I wasn't in the old capital at the time," he admitted with a shake of his head. "The only one who fought alongside the king against the Ancient One was my father. So, I don't have much knowledge about it."

I could see the regret in his eyes, but I pressed on, "That's okay. Just tell me what you do know about the incident and what came after."

"What I know is the same as what others know," he said with a sigh. "The Ancient One destroyed the old capital and killed all the lords of the seven sins. Only your father and you survived. You both were seriously injured."

Since I didn't find what I wanted, I decided to change my question. "Did you feel any change from me after that incident?" I asked.

His eyes were filled with a mixture of confusion and nostalgia as he gazed at me. "Yes, I did feel a change from you," he finally replied. "We used to be the same, devilishly charming and carefree, always indulging in our carnal desires and reveling in our mischievous ways," he fondly reminisced. "But after that incident, you became different. It was as if a part of your soul had been lost," he continued, a frown creasing his forehead.

"We used to spend all day reveling in our debauchery, carelessly playing with the succubi and satisfying our own carnal desires," Asmo continued, a wistful look in his eyes. "And after the incident, you became distant and reserved. You stopped joining in our escapades and withdrew into yourself." He shook his head in disappointment. "It's like you lost your devil-may-care attitude and became a shadow of your former self," he finished, a hint of sadness in his voice.

Of course, I remembered. But the reason why I changed was that I felt useless in that battle. I felt powerless, and that was why I decided to change. Unfortunately, despite remembering everything, I didn’t remember the mysterious succubus.

Since that's not the answer I was looking for, I asked again. "Do you know a succubus? I used to have a special succubus, right? The one who always accompanied me?" My voice was filled with uncertainty and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

"Succubus? You fucked a lot of them in the past, how can I remember them?" he replied, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. "Even, your first sex experience was an orgy, remember? It was at my birthday party," he reminded me with a smirk on his face.

I nodded my head, acknowledging the memories he was sparking. "I know. I remember everything. I was just wondering if you knew that I had contracted a succubus before?" I asked, trying to clarify my question and make it more specific.

"You mean Ivy?" he asked, his eyes lighting up as he remembered.

"No. The previous one," I replied, my voice filled with hope as I awaited his response.

Once again, Asmo's confusion was palpable as he furrowed his brow. He looked at me as if he couldn't believe what I was saying. "Had you made a contract with a succubus before Ivy?" he repeated my question. I could see the disbelief in his eyes.

I hesitated, looking inward, trying to remember anything that could give me an answer. But the truth was, I simply didn't know. "I don't know. Maybe?" I replied with uncertainty, my confusion written all over my face.

Asmo let out a sigh of frustration, rubbing his temple with his hand. "You are not sure? But you asked me. Has mortal stupidity gotten into your head?" he complained. Although I found his words a bit annoying, I knew deep down that he was right.

I raised my hands in defense, trying to calm the situation. "I only asked. Who knows if I forgot something," I explained.

Asmo's expression turned serious as he replied, "You have indeed forgotten something."

"What's that?" I asked, curious.

"My birthday. It is two weeks away," he reminded me.

“Tch,” I clicked my tongue in annoyance because I thought it was more important than that. Asmo's words stung me, causing me to let out a frustrated sigh. "I thought there was something more important to discuss," I mumbled, my annoyance palpable.

My words clearly struck a nerve with Asmo, as he gasped in shock and covered his mouth with his hand. "Azrael... how could you be so cruel?" he asked, exaggerating his tone for emphasis. "Am I not your friend?"

I let out a long sigh, trying to calm my frayed nerves. "Fine. I'll try to attend your birthday, but I can't make any promises. I'm on a mission and I don't know if I'll be back in time," I explained, trying to be understanding. To make matters worse, it was my father who controlled the dimensional gate, so even if I wanted to attend, I wasn't sure if it was possible.

Asmo's expression brightened as if he had heard the answer he was hoping for. "Okay. I'm sure Lucifer will be thrilled to hear that," he said, a twinkle in his eye. "The last time he challenged you, you were rolling around the battleground. It turned him off," he added.

I tried to suppress my anger at the thought of that stupid puppet, who was nothing but a thorn in my side. I made a mental note to call my father again and have him replace that obnoxious toy. But for now, I focused on Asmo's words, knowing that Lucifer, being the symbol of pride that he was, would likely challenge me to a fight again. Despite his antics, however, we got along well enough.