The Incubus System Chapter 650. Morning Guest (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 650. Morning Guest

As I slowly opened my eyes, my gaze could catch the faint sight of my bedroom’s ceiling. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the last remnants of the dream, and gazed up at the ceiling, taking in my surroundings.

The morning sun was already shining through the window, casting a warm and inviting glow into the room. I felt a sense of the morning’s comfort as I basked in its warm embrace, my thoughts slowly turning to the conversation I had with Puriel earlier.

'Strong Angelic Power? Is that another Nephilim?’ I guessed.

A name went through my head, Nathan. I didn't know if he was a Nephilim or not, but his strength was truly unmatched, far surpassing the other Advanced Demon Hunters and making him stand out among the others.

The fact that Puriel could detect his strength from afar was proof of how powerful Nathan truly was. It indicated that he was someone who was not to be trifled with.

I clicked my tongue and rubbed my sleepy face with both hands before I turned to the clock.

07.31 AM

It was strange to have nothing to do on a typical busy morning. I usually have a long to-do list, but today there were no tasks, and no documents to take care of. It was a strange feeling considering how busy I usually am, especially with my holiday coming to an end next week.

I got up from my bed, sat down on the edge of my bed, and took a deep breath, trying to clear my mind. I thought to myself, "Well, maybe it's time for me to enjoy my vacation." I had been through so much and had been involved in intense battles, that the thought of a peaceful life was both appealing and strange. The peaceful human world felt like something foreign to me, and I couldn't help but feel out of place. But of course, that didn't mean I wanted war.

The first thing that crossed my mind was my promise to take Celia to the theme park. I smiled at the thought, imagining the fun we would have and the memories we would make. I was eager to bring my mind back to the human world, to maintain my connection to my humanity.

I reached for my phone on the side of my bed and planned to check which theme park we should go to, but the familiar sound of the doorbell rang.

*Ting Tong*

I frowned. 'A guest? This early morning?’ I thought.

Quickly, I put down my feet on the floor and went to the door in a hurry. I didn't know if Celia was awake or not, but Foxy should have known what to do when another human came. But not with my pets. My pets slept in the living room and they may approach the guests due to their curiosity.

Once I went out of my room, without hesitation, I used my Teleportation skill, allowing my body to be enveloped in a dark aura. In an instant, I was transported to the front door. My pets, who had gathered in front of the window and were trying to catch a glimpse of the guest, turned to me once I appeared.

"Be quiet and behave, okay?" I whispered to my pets, reminding them to act like typical animals in the human world. I placed my hand on the door handle, ready to unlock it and face whoever was on the other side.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by the sight of two officers standing before me. Their expressions were serious, and they looked like they had important business to attend to.

They were both tall and imposing, dressed in crisp blue uniforms. Their badges gleamed brightly, reflecting the warm light filtering.

I couldn't help but wonder what I had done to attract their attention. I had always tried to keep a low profile and stay out of trouble.

"Good morning, sir," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "What can I help you with?"

The taller of the two officers looked down at me, his expression was unreadable. "Mr. Ethan Strongheart?" he confirmed.

"Yes?" I replied, my heart racing in my chest.

"We're officers from the local police department," the other officer said, stepping forward. "We'd like to speak with you for a moment if you don't mind."

"Sure," I said. "What's this about?"

"We are here to deliver this," one of them handed a letter. From the envelope, it had something to do with my human mother. “Read it. We'll talk again later.”

The smile that had once graced my face was quickly fading, replaced by a serious and contemplative expression. I felt a knot form in the pit of my stomach.

I tore open the envelope with a sense of urgency as I pulled out the letter within. My eyes quickly scanned the words, moving from side to side as I took in each detail. And with every line that I read, my heart felt like it was sinking further and further into my chest.

The letter was a request for my presence at the local police station. My mother had been caught and brought in for questioning, and they needed me to come and speak with them.

As I carefully read the letter, my mind was consumed with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. It also requested me and Celia to be a witness in that ongoing investigation. The bank had stepped in to provide us with a lawyer, someone who could help guide us through this complex and unfamiliar territory. I bet it had to be either Camila or Mrs. Clea.

I lifted my gaze to the two officers standing before me, taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart. Despite the turmoil that was building inside of me, I forced myself to speak with a measured and calm tone. "Thank you for investigating this case," I said, my voice steady and clear. "I appreciate your hard work and dedication."