The Incubus System Chapter 674. Which Side Are You? I (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 674. Which Side Are You? I

For what seemed like an eternity, there was no sound but the gentle hum of the air conditioner. Her piercing gaze bore into me, examining me from head to toe as if trying to determine my worth. As the seconds ticked by, the silence grew louder, and the weight of her dilemma seemed to burden her heart and mind.

I could see fear creeping into her eyes, like a venomous serpent slowly slithering its way into her soul. Her clear expression betrayed the anxiety that had taken root in her, a visible manifestation of the fear that plagued her mind. It was as if she were caught in the midst of a hurricane, with no way out.

Instinctively, I tilted my head a bit, my friendly smile softening the edges of my features. "What's the matter, Mrs. Clea? Did the cat get your tongue?" I asked in a calm, reassuring tone, hoping to ease her anxiety.

But her response caught me off guard. She opened her voice, her words like venomous darts aimed straight at me. "Do you want to claim that you are as strong as a demon lord now?" Her voice trembled, betraying her fear despite her attempt to mask it.

With a sense of calm detachment, I claimed my new identity, my words carrying the weight of my newfound power. "Yes. I am a demon lord now," I said lightly as if it were a trivial thing. "Is that cool?" My lips curved upwards in a wry smile, hoping to ease the tension that had crept into the room.

But her response was one of silence, a heavy and palpable weight that hung in the air like a dark cloud. I couldn't read her thoughts, but I knew that her mind was working overtime, trying to decipher the implications of my declaration.

Frowning slightly, I decided to use my observation skill to check her. Maybe she was trying to send a message or signal for help from the association. But I realized that she couldn't move, not even a muscle. With my Telekinesis skill, I had immobilized her, ensuring that she was unable to escape or call for backup.

As for her status, it was clear that she was caught in the midst of a dilemma, her fear and uncertainty etched onto her face like a canvas. And there was something else, too - regret. It was evident that she felt responsible for my death, at least partially.

Her silence made me frown. I didn't like being in this state for too long since she hadn't decided which side she was on.

"What's with the silence?" I spoke up, my voice echoing in the quiet room. I had expected her to bombard me with questions, like when Emma found out my identity. But there was nothing, not even a mention of Emma, despite the fact that she should have known that I had taken Emma that night. Of course, Emma could have lied and said she had gone elsewhere to hunt down demons.

I waited for a response, but the silence persisted as if the room itself was holding its breath. I grew impatient, my mind racing with a million different scenarios. Finally, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

"If you don't want to ask, I will ask," I said firmly, my eyes boring into hers.

She cut me off before I could say another word. "I want to ask," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I felt a surge of relief, glad that she was finally breaking her silence. "Then? What's with the hesitation?" I urged her, eager to hear her question.

Her response caught me off guard. "I am afraid you will turn this city into dust if I say a wrong word," she said, her words heavy with fear and uncertainty.

I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "You have nothing to worry about. I won't turn this city into dust unless provoked," I said, my words laced with a hint of menace. I could tell from her sentence that she was trying to estimate how far I had progressed since none of the Demon Compass could detect my strength. It was a game of cat and mouse, and I was growing impatient.

"Don't be afraid, just ask your question," I said, trying to hide my growing annoyance.

"Fine," she said, taking a deep breath. "Demons eat humans... yet you don't eat humans, what do you eat?" Her question was straightforward, without any preamble.

I felt my eyes widen in surprise, not expecting such a mundane question from her. I quickly put on my innocent face, hoping to divert the conversation. "That's not a question for Ethan," I said, refusing to answer. "Or have you changed your mind?"

She looked at me skeptically, as if she knew exactly what I was doing. "I don't have anything to ask Ethan. Besides, from your confidence, I can tell you've prepared everything. Even though you are not a real Ethan, you could have read his mind like how you read mine earlier," she said, her words cutting through my facade like a knife.

'She's sharp…' I thought without changing my facial expression. It was the first time someone realized my skill.

I could sense her calculating gaze. I, too, was not about to let my guard down. Even though my newfound power had put me in a position of great advantage, I needed to be cautious with whom I shared my secrets.

"So what's your answer, Mr. Great Demon?" she asked, her voice steady but her eyes unyielding.

"If you take my side, I will answer all your questions," I offered, my voice smooth as silk.

“Take your side or not, it depends on your answer,” she replied, her tone just as unwavering.

I couldn't help but admire her boldness, even as I remained cautious. "And I need reassurance to ensure that what I say doesn't get out," I retorted, holding her gaze with my own.

Silence followed; the tension thick between us as neither of us wanted to back down. I could feel the weight of her unspoken words