Chapter 273
Chapter 273
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 273
Chapter Title: Chapter 6-3. Lust
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Judah pondered for a moment before nodding. She must have vaguely suspected it already, but it seemed she was asking to confirm.
"Yeah, the Holy King and the Lord did show up, just like you thought."
"Ah... I knew it. Who was the Holy King, and who was the Lord?"
"The Holy King... no, I can't tell you that."
"Stingy."
She furrowed her brows and grumbled like a sulky child, but soon enough, she didn't press further as if it didn't matter.
Then, out of nowhere, a memory flashed back—despite the overwhelming gap in power and very existence between Metatron and Cian, he'd stood there unscathed. The presence they exuded wasn't as overwhelming as he'd imagined, not even subconsciously.
He'd talked back curtly, met their eyes, and even resisted that crushing pressure.
Of course, he knew Metatron hadn't been serious. The power they possessed wasn't something he could challenge just because he had a few fragments. At least not until he gathered all twenty-four and inherited Perlnirn's power—right now, it was out of the question.
"......"
Asmodeus stared at Judah with her mouth agape in a daze. Her face still showed lingering curiosity. Soon, she tilted her head while still bound.
"But the Holy King and the Lord faced each other, and nothing happened? They must have fought."
"No, they resolved it through conversation without fighting."
"Crazy, for real?"
No way, she muttered. No matter who the Holy King and the Lord were, the idea of them simply talking it out after crossing paths was hard to believe. If those two had clashed, the sheer collision of their mana and divine power would have turned the area upside down.
Naturally, this sealed labyrinth where she was confined wouldn't have withstood their power and would have collapsed.
But that hadn't happened. The presence of the Holy King and the Lord that she'd sensed had vanished just as quickly as it appeared, and the labyrinth remained perfectly intact. The seal was still solid, and the cursed chains binding her were unharmed.
If the Holy King and the Lord had fought before, there's no way Judah could have walked in here unscathed. She nodded several times, as if understanding the situation.
"Yeah. Nothing about the circumstances seems like a lie. Thanks for telling me."
"No problem. If sharing this settles a debt, I'll talk all day."
"Heh, pretty generous, huh? Then how about unbinding these chains? Judah?"
She called his name familiarly and thrust her bound body forward for him to see. Judah lifted the corner of his mouth in a deliberate smirk. She would know without him saying that the smile meant a clear refusal.
"Asking me to break your seal? Even for you, that's a bit too shameless, don't you think? Unless there's reasonable compensation."
"Oh my. Compensation? Aren't you the shameless one? If you don't unseal me, you can't take this fragment. Or do you not know these chains are the fragment?"
"......"
"If you didn't know, why come here? Gabriel already lifted the curse on the priest. There was no reason to seek me out. Unless... you're into me?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
"Then you knew about the fragment and came anyway. You're forced to unseal me. If you know what this is."
Asmodeus's serpentine eyes turned toward the greatsword in Judah's hand, Yakal, which glowed with a deep crimson light.
"Or are you planning to kill me with that? Not a bad idea. Could work."
She thrust out her ample bosom. Despite being sealed here for ages without food or movement, her body remained alluring.
The breasts she pushed forward jiggled with the firmness of a young woman's, their sheen under the dim light begging to be touched. Her reputation was well-deserved. It wasn't for nothing she was called the demon of lust.
Naturally, Judah's gaze focused on her body. His heart pounded with excitement, blood rushing through him. Any man who wasn't castrated would react this way. Even a eunuch couldn't help it—it was pure physiology.
Seeing Judah swallow unconsciously, Asmodeus beamed and coyly shook her breasts, waist, and hips. Her lascivious writhing made the chains rattle softly, ching-ching.
"Come on, just thrust that sword between these cleavage. I'll die. Or... how about having some fun before killing me? As you see, I'm a helpless woman with no power. It wouldn't be so bad if it was you holding me."
Judah's face flushed at her lewd movements and voice right before him. Resisting the provocative temptation of a beauty who meant it was no easy feat.
Knowing he shouldn't, Judah covered his eyes with his hand and bowed his head in front of her to hide his reddened face.
"Oh? What's this? Are you embarrassed right now? Cute."
Asmodeus giggled mockingly. Judah let out a long breath and continued.
"Not surprising for a demon—you're incredibly tempting."
"Because I am a demon, literally. Try being bound here for ages with your limbs tied. Feels like cobwebs in this hole."
She pouted and strained to twist her hips. He didn't need her to show it to know what she meant by "cobwebs."
"Hoo, I know that sealed body isn't real. The chains and this room seal your soul. Embrace you, and I'd fall into lust as your slave or have my essence drained. Right?"
Asmodeus stopped laughing. She stared at Judah blankly, then let out a hollow, incredulous chuckle.
"...Wow. Impressive. How much do you know? Who told you? Who spilled that to you? It's unbelievable you know things you shouldn't. So, you're scared of that?"
"......"
"But Judah, look—your body's honest. That thing down there's swollen like it's about to burst. Natural reaction, right? Wrong. Know why?"
Why?
Judah smiled with his eyes as he watched her seductively lick her lips with her tongue extended. The tip peeking out looked like sweet fruit. He knew without her saying. The smoke around them, no doubt. He didn't voice it— she'd say it herself soon enough.
"It's from exposure to my mana. This smoke—is it just ordinary? It's mana infused with my power. Your anti-magic resistance keeps your reason intact, but how long can you hold out?"
"......"
"Hehe, Judah. Judah! Once you're in this room, no choices left. Want the fragment? Unseal me. But after the seal breaks, then what?"
"......"
"Kill me, seal breaks. Don't kill me, take the chains, seal breaks. What'll you do?"
In the game, she'd backed off meekly once the chain seal broke. But her words now suggested she wouldn't.
Worse, unlike the game where she'd lost reason in heat, his body wasn't in great shape now.
Since seeing her body, his breathing grew ragged, desire writhing inside. The clinging smoke seeped in, affecting him subtly.
Reason intact, but body in heat—hard to think straight.
He wanted to drop his pants and pull her from the altar right now. Why hold back? She's bound, power sealed—treat her like a toy until the chains come off. Not some pitiful human, but the sin-laden demon of lust.
No one would blame or point fingers at him for indulging.
"Or how about a deal with me?"
"Deal?"
As Judah looked at her and asked, Asmodeus grinned delightedly. White teeth flashed between her lips. Her scarlet tongue peeked with every word.
"Hold me. Satisfy me. I've been sealed over a century, desires piled up huge. Demon of lust can't indulge? How absurd is that?"
With arms and legs spread in an X, she thrust her waist forward and parted her thighs. Her most intimate, shameful spot faced Judah. Pink—literally rosy—plump folds clenched tight, clear fluid leaking out. About to drip any second. Asmodeus smirked provocatively.
"Satisfy me, and I'll do nothing—vanish the moment the seal breaks. Tempting offer, no?"
"Tempting, sure. But you're a demon—makes me suspicious."
Her brows furrowed in dissatisfaction at Judah's caution. Frustrated, her voice rose.
"Ah, seriously! Then just sit there like an idiot and jerk off! Not even castrated, yet ignoring the feast before you? I'm offering it on a spoon, and you can't eat? Scared you'll cum the second you put it in?"
Deeply insulting words. He couldn't let that slide. Save point reached anyway—what was there to fear? Looking at her, Judah let out a ha, laughing.
"Ah, can't let that one pass. You'll regret it. Sure about that?"
"Big talk."