The Incubus System

The Incubus System Chapter 558. Caught in The Act I

"Hi… SON," he greeted me. Yeah, he emphasized the last word. He was standing one meter behind Lilieth with his trademark arrogant pose, folding his arms in front of his chest and raising his chin a bit. Even though he had just regained consciousness and still looked a little pale, he looked more than ready to tear me apart.

"Ehm." Lilieth cleared her throat and stepped out of my lap. My thick semen flowed from her hole. I was worried that it would worsen his mood, but he didn't seem to care. Then, she quickly took a blanket and covered Nefaris' body with it.

I put on my Demon's Clothes and smiled nervously.

"Ya know. You are the one who entered this place so it's not exhibitionism, just a threesome. Besides this is my office," I tried to explain myself while I only hoped he didn't get mad since his wife literally smelled like my cum. I felt like I just got caught having an affair with someone's wife.

"Right." He still looked displeased.

Seeing his expression, I panicked even more.

'He won't kill me right?' According to my prediction, I should be close to his level. So even if he went berserk and we fought here, I wouldn't die that easily.

But the guilt made me feel defeated before I fought him. I knew it was a normal thing for a demon mother and child to do. But with all that thick liquid, I guessed I had crossed the line. Moreover, I remembered Lilieth mentioned how bad mood he was, after he woke up although I didn't know the reason. She only mentioned that he had missed something important.

I stood up from the bed.

"Anyway, I'm glad to see you," I said with an awkward smile, trying to change the subject. "You look much better," I added with a nervous laugh.

He replied to me with a glare.

"Oh, I think I will feel much better after I land a hit in someone's face."

My smile faded.

'Wait, he's seriously mad because of it?' I panicked even more. He had seen Lilieth ride my cock when I was passed out yet he didn't bat an eye.

"Ethan…" I turned to Lilieth who approached my ear. Just like me, she had used her Demon's Clothes. Still, her body reeked my cum. "I think you should apologize to him," she whispered.

"You mean both of us?" I clarified in confusion. The one who came for sex was her and I did it with her consent, why am I the only one apologizing?

"It's you who should apologize to me. This has nothing to do with Lilieth!" Lord Damon stated firmly.

I frowned. My confusion was getting clearer.

"Why only me?" I asked. I was completely clueless about this.

"Because you were the one who exposed your identity without my permission! Worse, I was passed out when you did! That is unacceptable!" he half yelled as if it was common sense and I should have known about it.

My jaw dropped. I wasn't expecting this at all.

"So… you're mad at me because I exposed my identity when you faint? Not because I had sex with Lilieth?" I clarified once again.

He frowned.

"Of course. Why should I be angry that Lilieth slept with you? She only fed you and you only fed her." From the tone of his voice, he said it as if it was basic knowledge and I was the one who didn't have common sense about it.

He glanced at Lilieth.

"I was just a little surprised by your appetite and didn't expect it to be an all you can eat buffet," he added.

I was surprised by how indifferent he was while he was more mad about what happened with my duel with Letos.

'Right… It's demon's morality thing. I forgot about that,' I reminded myself.

Seriously, I didn't understand why he made such a big deal about what happened after the duel and completely didn't care about what just happened in front of him.

"Anyway, it was the most important moment in your life. How could you do that without my permission?!" he glared at me. His killing intent was clear.

But somehow rather than the fear of a demon king, my fear was more like the fear of a kid to his father. Something that reminded me of the fear when I came home after I did something messed up. But I knew it wasn't my fault and I refused to be blamed.

"Don't blame me for it. I don't want to do it either. But the armor got destroyed since it couldn't contain my power anymore so---" Before I finished my words, Lord Damon interrupted me.

"The armor got destroyed?!" he half shouted in disbelief and anger.

I pressed my lips.

'Okay, I'm so doomed.' Yep, I hadn't said this to Lilieth or anyone. I forgot about it since Letos' Deathraze replaced it just fine and my work kept me busy lately.

"It was destroyed by itself," I repeated once again. I knew he created it for me so I felt bad for him.

"Then what are you using now?" he asked again, frowning in confusion.

"It's Letos' DeathRaze. I turned it into armor to cover my Demonic Aura," I explained.

"TCH!" He clicked his tongue in annoyance, but he didn't say any complaint again.

Crisis averted!

"Ya know. You still have to clarify my identity so I don't think you missed all of it," I tried to cheer him up.

"But I have missed my grand entrance." He looked the other way in annoyance. "And I can't see those traitors' pathetic expressions when you beat Letos," he hissed.

I held my cringe desperately. From all that, what he was worried about was his grand entrance.

'It's demon's morality, Ethan. Demons act like that. Don't cringe,' I reminded myself.