The Incubus System

The Incubus System Chapter 578. The King's Has Arrived II

A second later Lord Damon emerged from the thick dark aura. He was sitting on top of the DJ mixer with confidence. His hands rested on the machine. His legs were wide open, revealing his lower half which was only covered by a thong. To make it worse, he wore nothing but a luxurious fur blazer wrapped around his shoulders and that thong that barely covered his cock.

Amidst the gleaming spotlight, a confident smile was on his face. His gaze fell on the guests who applauded and bowed their heads respectfully. All of them showed their excitement and respect for his presence. Everyone, except me.

I cringed and froze like a rejected statue. My jaw dropped in shock. My eyes fell on Lord Damon who got down from the DJ Mixer as he spread his wings and popped his horns before he started to give his speech.

'Grand entrance, huh?' I couldn't help but feel embarrassed by all this. This was too much and it did not fit for a king's grand entrance at all.

"Wow, your dad is really something," said Azrael who was standing by my side.

"He is not my real dad," I denied spontaneously due to the overbearing shame. I was on autopilot mode.

"Huh?" he answered in confusion and turned to me

"I-I'm adopted," I continued in a stammering voice. A weird smile on my lips. The words 'Let me out of here' were clearly written on my face.

"Are you ashamed of what he did?" he guessed. And I answered it with eager nods.

"It's normal for him. He was much worse than this in the past," he said casually.

Okay, I couldn't imagine how bad he was in the past. Did he like to walk around naked before?

"I think I need some fresh air," I decided to escape.

I just turned around, but then Lord Damon raised his voice.

"—so without further ado, I will introduce you to my son, Damian!"

I froze when the spotlight shone on me. Everyone's eyes immediately turned to me.

"Come and join me, Damian!" he said in excitement.

'Please someone dig my grave!' I cried internally.

I thought he would ask me to strip like him or something, but I was wrong. So in contrast to him, I could keep my clothes on. He only asked me to accompany him on stage and give a bit of a welcome speech. Well, I still had to take my top off due to the rules, but I did it after I got down from the stage.

Once I reached the bottom of the stage, the crowd of demon lords and queens greeted me. They shook hands with me, greeted me, made small talk about my duel with Letos, and even some demon queens seduced me and offered me a one-night stand. I replied to them as best as I could since there were too many of them. So sometimes I didn't know who was talking. While another bigger crowd also surrounded Lord Damon, but he seemed used to it.

Around half an hour later, after the crowd dispersed and they were busy with the music, I went to the bar.

"Angel's Tears, please," I said as I plopped myself on the bar stool. A long tired exhale out of my mouth. That simple thing drained my energy drastically.

"Right away, Your Highness," said the bartender. Four horns showed his status as a demon.

"You did it faster than I thought," said Nefaris who suddenly sat beside me. She held a cocktail glass filled with a reddish liquid. As before, there were only a pair of X stickers covering her bare breasts.

"What do you mean?" I asked since the question could mean what I did with Syntyche or what just happened.

"You and---" She tilted her head at Syntyche who was sitting and drinking alone not far from us. Just like Nefaris, she preferred to be topless but she didn't have stickers to cover her nipples.

I glanced at her briefly and could catch the nervousness on her face. A second later, I returned my gaze to Nefaris.

"I didn't do it," I declared.

"You don't?" she said in disbelief.

"Forcing someone to satisfy me when her heart doesn't want it is not my thing." I took the drink that the bartender just put in front of me. It was a cocktail glass filled with silver liquid.

"Sounds like a hypocrite, right?" I said with a bitter smile before I took a sip from it. It tasted like the human world's wine with a bit of a sweet-sour taste.

"Indeed," she admitted.

"I always thought sex was a fun activity and I wanted to keep it that way. If one of us doesn't enjoy it, then it's pointless," I spoke again after I lowered my glass.

She paused for a moment before a chuckle came out of her mouth.

"It's fancy words from a leader of lust demons like you," she said in a teasing tone.

"Really?" I asked in a teasing tone.

"I expected it was the least words that would come out from an incubus' mouth, but I was wrong," she added.

"Sounds pathetic." I laughed at myself.

She smiled.

"Not really. That's what will set you apart from the others. Not in a bad way, of course."

"Thank you for the compliment." I raised my glass a bit before I took another sip. Secretly, I glanced at Syntyche again. Somehow her lonely expression reminded me of what I saw in her memory. From her face, I bet she was struggling with a dilemma. Maybe, she couldn't accept the fact that she had become my partner.

But Nefaris caught me.

"Do you want to talk to her?" she asked once I lowered my drink.

"I think I will accompany her." I chugged the rest of my drink before I approached her and sat beside her.

"Another Angel's Tears, please," I said to the bartender.

Due to my arrival, her face turned red again. She was just about to get up from her seat, but I caught her wrist.

"Mind to accompany me?" I asked with a smile.

"Is Nefaris' company not enough for you?" she asked.

"I want to talk to you," I said straight to the point.

After a short pause of hesitation, she sat down again.

"What do you want to talk about?" she asked.

"We are already partners but I only know a little about you. Can you tell me a bit about yourself?" I started our conversation.

"My name is Syntyche. I'm the queen of spiders and the ruler of Jealousi City," she introduced herself shabbily before she took another sip of her glass. It was an obvious thing and I was sure she knew that it wasn't what I meant.

"I mean your hobby or what you usually do in your free time," I pointed.

She turned to me.

"My hobbies?" She leaned toward me and gave me a mischievous smirk. "I like to enslave men and have sex with them all night long," she tried to intimidate me.

"We have something in common then. I also love to have sex," I replied with a calm tone. A smile on my lips.

"You don't know how many male demons have fucked me," she told me how dirty she was. Unfortunately, I knew she only liked to play with men and took their pictures just to show her dominance, not to have sex with them. She was similar to Pearl in the past.

I leaned towards her.

"And you don't know how many women I've slept with," I replied to her challenge.

She pressed her lips and turned to her drink in front of her nervously.

Upon her reaction, I smiled at her.

"I know you've built the wall around yourself since you don't want any man to touch your heart. You don't even want to open your heart to anyone. You only accept business and political proposals, but you never want to fall in love again. I know you're trying to protect your heart, but you can't be like that forever."

She gave me a mocking scoff. A bitter smile on her lips.

"How could you say that to a woman who had just been betrayed by her alliances?" she said in a cynical tone.

"Right. That sounds like bullshit with what you just went through. But I want to ask you one thing. You knew rebelling against the king is a heavy crime yet you still chose to do it. Did you make that decision because the other demon lords managed to convince you, or because you need something to fill your empty heart?" Of all the rebels, only her plan had a personal benefit. So I guessed she did it to cover up her trauma.

It made her press her lips once again.