Seven Sins System Chapter 186. Speak of The Devil (Patreon)

Seven Sins System Chapter 186. Speak of The Devil

As I entered my room, I let out a sigh of relief, feeling grateful to finally be in my personal haven after a long and unpredictable day with Aria. But rather than going to a bath, I took the unfolded the paper in my pocket and placed it on the desk, revealing a summoning formation. I pulled up the chair, feeling its rough texture against my skin, and sat down, studying the formation in front of me. My eyes were drawn to it, and my mind immediately focused on the main problem that was bothering me. This was the issue that I needed to pay more attention to than anything else.

'Scan.'

[Evidence number 8 has been found. A devil magic formation on the paper]

With a deep sigh, I leaned back in my chair and ran my hand through my hair before I shifted my gaze to the drawer where I kept my phone. The frustration was palpable, an ever-present weight that seemed to press down on me no matter where I went. I couldn't shake the feeling of being kept in the dark, of being treated like a child who couldn't handle the truth. And it all centered around my father.

It was not the first time that he had kept things from me, but it was the first time that it felt like he was lying to my face. I had always known my father to be cunning and quick-witted, with a biting wit that he often used to make fun of those around him. But it was different this time, a sense of unease that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

No, he not only covered up this fact from me but the entire shadow realm and I didn't understand why. Even though I knew his personality well and how he acted, I didn't understand why he did it. What happened 500 years ago, to the point that he had to make everyone forget about it? Including me, his own son.

I reluctantly reached into the drawer and took out my phone. I felt a mix of anxiety and curiosity churning inside me, making me feel like I was being pulled in different directions. Despite the annoyance and irritation I felt, I knew I had no choice but to contact my father and report what had happened. I hated the idea of swallowing my pride and calling him, but I had to get to the bottom of this mystery.

Clicking my tongue in annoyance and shaking my head from side to side, I tried to get rid myself of the negative thoughts that were clouding my mind. I needed to know how a mortal managed to alter a lord of sin's summoning formation. Moreover… it was my summoning formation and I felt nothing! It pissed me off!

As I held the phone in my hand and opened the chat app, I couldn't help but feel a sense of hesitation and doubt. My mind was filled with negative thoughts and I found myself imagining all the ways that this conversation could go wrong. On the other hand, my curiosity was piqued as I wondered about his discussion with the queen of the light realm and it ended up badly to the point we had to prepare for war.

"Ah, whatever!" I muttered under my breath as I decided to text him, despite my reservations. My fingers hovered over the smooth surface of the chat app, ready to type out my message, but before I could do so, the phone rang, interrupting my thoughts.

A grin spread across my lips as I realized that it was he who was calling. "Speak of the devil," I thought to myself as I let the phone ring a few times before finally answering, wanting to play it cool and show that I was not just waiting around for his call.

"Yes, dad?" I answered in a measured, cool tone, trying to keep the excitement and nerves out of my voice.

However, instead of my father's familiar voice, I was met with the loud, exuberant tone of my sister, Lily.

"Brother!!!" she yelled into the phone, causing me to instinctively pull the phone away from my ear and grimace in pain. The force of her voice was so great that it felt like a physical assault on my eardrums. Her tone was a mixture of annoyance and anger, leaving me to wonder what could have possibly happened to cause her distress.

"Lily?" I asked cautiously, carefully placing the phone back against my ear. I was all too aware of her tendency to scream without warning.

But before she could answer, a new voice interrupted her. It was my dad, and he sounded annoyed.

"Kssk—Krrrk--- Srrkk--Lily! Give me the phone!" he said, his voice filled with frustration.

"I want to. Talk to him! It's about. The pussy thing!" Lily complained, her voice broken and distorted, an indication that she was likely teleporting from one place to another while speaking on the phone.

As I listened to the childish bickering of my sister and father, I couldn't help but make a flat expression. Despite the fact that they were both powerful overlords of the shadow realm, their immaturity made it hard to take them seriously. Indeed, their behavior was a common trait among demons, who, with their long lifespans, often spent their time playing and having fun rather than delving into serious matters.

If we were always serious and somber, life would lose its luster and the allure of our seduction would be lost on the mortals we sought to entice. After all, even the cute-looking demon, like Asmo, could be fearsome when he was angry and his true power was unleashed.

So, despite their antics, I understood the importance of maintaining a balance between playfulness and seriousness. After all,  for demons, life was meant to be enjoyed, and a little bit of immaturity and playfulness made it all the more entertaining.