Seven Sins System Chapter 212. Desperate Call (Patreon)

Seven Sins System Chapter 212. Desperate Call

The dawn had come by the time I had reached the milestone of level 105. The euphoria of my achievement was quickly replaced by the overwhelming sense of dread as I realized I had nowhere to rest my head. The academy was now out of the question. I couldn't go back to my dormitory, as Aria might check my room again, and I couldn't risk being caught.

“Where should I go now…” I muttered, yawning indifferently.

I settled myself comfortably on the mound of monster corpses, my legs casually folding beneath me. The grotesque scene before me was a testament to my strength and prowess as the devil. Dozens upon dozens of foul creatures lay strewn haphazardly, their twisted forms contorted in death.

My tentacles writhed with delight as they busily devoured the remains with a ferocity that was typical of them. Their ravenous hunger was never satisfied, and the pile of corpses beneath me only seemed to whet their insatiable appetite.

The stench of death hung heavy in the air, and the grisly sight of so many fallen monsters was a testament to the danger of this place. I had descended into the depths of the earth, seeking out the most treacherous and deadly creatures in order to test my mettle.

'Should I go to the hotel?' I thought. Of course, I had no intention of actually paying for it, not when I had just unlocked my Hypnosis skill. I would definitely put it to good use.

But I wasn't content to simply settle for any old hotel near the academy. No, I was a devil, and I had a taste for the finer things in life. A luxurious hotel, one where I could indulge in all manner of vices, was what I desired. Wine, women, and a comfortable bed to rest my weary head, that was what I craved.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the mortal realm was not always accommodating to my whims. The club was likely closed by now, and the chances of finding a decent bottle of wine at this ungodly hour were slim to none.

Well, the forest around me seemed like a suitable place to spend the night, but even that was not ideal. As a devil, I could use my Devil Craft to create a makeshift bed, but I longed for something more comfortable.

I inhaled deeply, the cool night air filling my lungs as I considered my options. "Right... as long as it has a nice bed, it’s good enough," I murmured, lowering my expectations. In the worst case, I would go over to Carl's house and sleep there. I could only hope his guest room was still empty.

As I sat there, contemplating my next destination, my attention was drawn to the pile of monster corpses beneath me. My tentacles, ever eager to sate their insatiable appetite, were making quick work of the grotesque remains.

One by one, the twisted limbs and misshapen bodies were devoured with gusto, disappearing into the ravenous maws of my writhing appendages. I watched with a mixture of fascination and revulsion as my tentacles tore through flesh and bone alike, consuming everything in their path.

Finally, one of my tentacles seized upon a particularly large chunk of meat, its jaws snapping shut with a satisfying crunch. I could hear the sound of bone breaking as the tentacle gulped down the morsel with a single, greedy swallow.

I stood up straight, my eyes locked on the wriggling mass of tentacles before me. Something was awe-inspiring about the way they moved, like a living, breathing organism all on their own.

An announcement about my Gluttony point appeared.

[Gluttony has gone up by 100]

[Gluttony 1010/1000]

With that, it meant I had fulfilled my two sins points. All that was left were 5 more. Well, my Wrath and Greed points were also almost full due to my constant hunt and how I kept using my Greed tentacles to do a lot of things.

When I was just about to open my portal, an announcement appeared in front of me.

[A mortal is summoning you. Do you want to answer her call?]

[Yes/No]

The voice that echoed inside my head was like a whisper, soft and almost ethereal in its intonation. It was a woman's voice, filled with sorrow and anguish, and it spoke directly to my mind.

‘O'Lord of Wrath,’ the voice said, its words ringing out with a sense of urgency. ‘Please answer my call. Please help me...’

At first, I thought it was just an ordinary summon, another voice among the countless others that had called out to me as usual. But as I listened to the woman's words, I could sense something different in her tone.

There was a clear desperation there.

A wicked grin appeared on my lips as the woman's voice faded away. "I think I just found my place to spend the night," I muttered, unable to resist the allure of this typical summon. It wasn't just because of her tears or the desperate tone in her voice, though those were certainly compelling factors. No, what really drew me to her was the fact that she was mortal, helpless, and vulnerable, willing to accept any terms I gave her in exchange for my help.

This was a typical summon for me, one that was hard to resist. It wasn't the tears or the desperation that called out to me, but rather the mortal state that the woman was in. In this state, she would accept any terms I gave her, and I could demand her body and soul for one request, a bargain that was too good to pass up.

With a quick and decisive "Yes," I vanished from the forest in an instant, appearing elsewhere in my shadow form. But as I took in my new surroundings, I was shocked by the chaos that surrounded me, and even more so by my summoner.