The Incubus System

Chapter 658. You Are The Lord of Perverts ? III

The Incubus System Chapter 648. You Are The Lord of Perverts ? III

"Spill it out," she insisted, her voice filled with a mix of anger and determination. I could tell that she was not going to let this go and was determined to get to the bottom of what I had said.

I refused to back down, my eyes meeting hers with a steely gaze. "I know you heard it," I said, my voice firm and unyielding.

"I did," she admitted, her voice soft and filled with resignation.

I looked at her with a flat stare, my eyes were cold and unemotional. "So? What do you want from me? An apology? I won't say it." I challenged her, although I knew that she was not going to be easily swayed by my words.

She snorted in annoyance in reply.

Then, silence descended upon us.

I lay myself down. My eyes closed, trying to ignore her. I was purposely not saying anything or apologizing since she was the one who started this in the first place. I even pretended to sleep, lying there like a corpse with my hands resting on my chest.

Despite her silence, I was confident that it wouldn't last long. Her loneliness would soon get the better of her, and she would reach out to me once again. And I was right.

"Ethan..." she called out to me, her voice soft and hesitant.

I remained silent, pretending not to hear her.

"Ethan," she called out again, this time her voice filled with a hint of whining and frustration. I could feel her shaking my body, trying to wake me. With a hazy and sluggish hum, I replied, "Hmm?" My eyes remained closed. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Wake up," she implored, her tone firm yet gentle.

With a nonchalant tone, I responded, "I am." My eyes were still firmly shut.

Suddenly, I felt her presence upon me. I could sense her weight as she climbed atop my body. The aroma of her scent wafted into my nostrils.

"Open your eyes," she urged once more.

Reluctantly, I obeyed her request and slowly opened my eyes.

As I gazed into her face that was right in front of mine. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds. Yet, despite the beauty that was so close to me, my expression remained unchanged, my face as flat and impassive as ever.

"What?" I asked, my tone flat and devoid of any emotion.

I could see her frustration, her annoyance at my indifference.

She gave me a glare, her eyes narrowing as she took in my impassive expression. For a moment, I thought she was going to say something, to lash out at me for my perceived disinterest. But then, her expression slowly melted into a pout, her lips curling downward as she hugged me again. "Don't ignore me," she whined, her voice filled with a sense of desperation. "You are my only friend."

A long breath escaped my mouth. I felt a sense of exhaustion wash over me. I didn't want to deal with her emotions, her drama. But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for ignoring her. "Fine," I said, my voice resigned. "Just stop making that face, okay?" I asked.

She released her hug. Her eyes searched mine as she looked at me. "What face?" she asked, her tone soft and innocent.

"That disgust expression," I stated. "It makes me feel like garbage."

She nodded, her expression becoming more serious. "All right," she agreed, her voice filled with a sense of understanding. "I won't make that face again."

I sat down and gazed at Puriel. "So I assume we can talk seriously again?" I said, my tone filled with a sense of urgency. I needed to know that she was ready to have a real conversation and that we could finally make progress toward finding a solution to her situation.

She gave me another nod, indicating that she was ready to talk.

"Okay," I continued, not wasting any time. "About when I can free you, I'll talk about it later. I'm waiting for more information from my woman." Of course, I was referring to Mia. She was working hard to find an alternative commodity aside from Puriel's angelic power. On the other hand, she knew that cutting the vaccine completely wasn't a good idea, either for her kingdom or demon hunter.

Puriel's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at me. "Your woman?" she asked a note of curiosity in her voice.

"She is a princess from the kingdom where you are now," I explained. "She is looking for a way out since your angelic power is the main commodity of her kingdom for hundreds of years."

She was silent for a moment, deep in thought. I could see her mind working, could sense her considering all the implications of what I had just told her. "I actually don't mind sharing my power with them," she said finally, her voice filled with a sense of resolve. "Especially since they need it to fight demons. I just want my freedom," she explained, her eyes meeting mine with a sense of determination.

I double-checked to make sure I had heard her correctly. "Are you absolutely sure about this?" It would certainly make our negotiations with the kingdom much easier.

Puriel nodded her head firmly. "I am sure. I understand that humans need my power to fight against demons, and I am willing to share it with them. Moreover, I know that angels no longer want to interfere in human affairs even though the demons are still among them."

"Well then, everything should become much simpler. But I do have one more request." I said, without missing a beat.

Puriel looked at me inquisitively, her head tilting to the side in an almost birdlike way. "What is it?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.

"My Angelic Seal," I replied, getting straight to the point. "Can you help me break it?"

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