The Incubus System Chapter 714. Gratitude (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 714. Gratitude

"What do you want to do next, Your Highness?" Yuffy asked as the room fell silent following Lilieth's disappearance. I could sense the worry in her voice, mirrored by the concern etched across her face.

"There's nothing else we can do but look for those bastards," I replied with a touch of annoyance, my frustration seeping into my voice. Zatan and Beel had caused enough trouble already. Now, it seemed they would finally be dormant for some time. But...

My gaze shifted to Lord Damon, who was lying still on the bed. Due to his condition, I didn't think Syntyche and Nefaris could go to the human world anytime soon. I needed them to help Lilieth.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips, a mixture of weariness and concern, as I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes, using my telepathy.

'Syntyche, can you hear me?' I telepathically transmitted, my mind projecting the message with urgency and hope.

The familiar voice of Syntyche echoed in my mind, a delightful mixture of surprise and joy permeating her words. 'Damian, you're back!' Her happiness reverberated in every syllable, filling my thoughts with warmth and relief.

A smile blossomed on my lips, mirroring the elation I felt at hearing her voice again. 'Yes,' I replied, my voice laced with a sense of calmness. 'You're in Licheri, right?' I sought confirmation, needing to anchor myself in the knowledge of her whereabouts amidst the tumultuous events unfolding.

'Yes, I am,' she affirmed, her tone tinged with urgency. 'The king has collapsed, and Nefaris believes that Beel and Zatan might exploit this opportunity to attack your city and capital.' Her words hung in the air, carrying a weight that matched the gravity of the situation. 'And I agree with her.'

A momentary silence settled between us as we both processed the dire implications of our predicament. However, Syntyche's voice broke the silence once more, this time tinged with curiosity. 'Wait a second... The crack has closed. Wasn't it you who closed it? Why aren't you collapsing like the king?' she asked in confusion. I could sense her genuine intrigue.

Gathering my thoughts, I responded with a mix of amusement and uncertainty. 'Simply put, I discovered that I can replenish my power through sex.' I braced myself for her reaction, aware of the shock and disbelief that would inevitably follow my revelation.

'W-What?!' Her voice trembled with astonishment as if trying to grasp the concept that seemed so outlandish to her. 'But how can you do that when it doesn't work on Lilieth?' Again, her confusion was too clear in her voice.

I let out a small chuckle, understanding the perplexity in her voice. 'I don't know for certain. Perhaps it's something to do with my bloodline or some other unknown factor.' My explanation was meager, but it was the best I could offer. 'But for now, we must set that aside. We don't have the luxury to delve into such matters.'

'You're right…' she answered.

‘How about your own city?’ I inquired, my concern shifting towards Syntyche's domain. It was entirely plausible that Zatan and Beel had redirected their nefarious intentions towards her city, rather than my own and the capital.

A pause followed as if she was carefully calculating her response. ‘My subordinates are protecting it,’ she assured me, her voice resonating with confidence. ‘But don't worry. The location where they discovered signs of a skirmish between Zatan and Beel is far from my city. The likelihood of them seeking refuge there is minimal.’ Syntyche's strategic mind was at work, weighing the possibilities and mitigating the risks. ‘I've already dispatched my Spyder to monitor the area closely. They will notify me the instant they have those two troublemakers within their sights. In addition, I've sent them to search for any leads on their whereabouts... But so far, they got nothing,’ she concluded, providing me with a comprehensive report of her efforts.

‘Thank you, Syntyche, for all your help,’ I expressed my gratitude, my voice filled with sincerity and appreciation for her unwavering support.

‘Don't mention it, Damian,’ she responded warmly, her words laced with a sense of camaraderie. ‘We are partners and lovers. It's what partners do,’ she added, emphasizing the mutual reliance that had developed between us.

‘I'll see you once my business in the capital is concluded,’ I stated.

A playful tone tinged Syntyche's voice as she retorted, ‘Is that some kind of payment for me?’ Her teasing never failed to bring a smile to my lips, and I couldn't resist playing along.

‘Of course not,’ I replied, matching her playful tone. ‘I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget about me. Besides, don't you miss me?’ The words danced between us, filled with a hint of longing and affection.

A mock exasperation colored her voice as she sighed, ‘Ugh... You're seriously skilled at playing with words.’

I chuckled softly, savoring the banter that had become a cherished part of our connection. ‘Just wait for me, okay?’ I implored, a note of earnestness seeping into my words.

With a final exchange, I disconnected the telepathic link, bringing myself back to the present moment. Opening my eyes, I turned my attention to the room around me. “Yuffy, Luna,” I addressed my servants. "Assist Lilieth in taking care of the capital in the king’s absence," I instructed.

"We understand, Your Highness," they responded in unison, their voices filled with determination as they promptly set about fulfilling my request.

Swiftly, they left the room, leaving me alone. Once the door closed, I approached the bed. My gaze fixated on his body which was weary from the tiredness he had endured. Standing by his side, I reached out, my hands gently resting on the blanket that covered him. A mixture of pride and concern filled my heart as I gazed upon his worn visage.

"You have worked hard, Dad," I whispered, my voice barely above a murmur

Then without a word, I used my teleportation skill.