Seven Sins System Chapter 554. Ta-da!

Seven Sins System Chapter 554. Ta-da!

Luci chuckled softly, shaking his head. "They’d need to try a lot harder than this to hook us."

I yawned, making no effort to hide my boredom. "You know," I said, stretching lazily, "I’ve got my harem now. Anything they’re doing here? My harem can do better. This is just… boring."

Luci stifled another chuckle, lifting his wineglass to his lips. "Agreed. A simple orgy is hardly impressive. I’ve got no interest in something so basic. I prefer… classy women."

As we spoke, the veiled succubus in the middle of the group suddenly stopped dancing and pointed directly at the two of us. Her movements were deliberate, her hand steady as if marking her targets. Before I could even process what was happening, my chair jerked sideways, sliding across the floor. Luci’s chair moved at the same time, the two of us ending up side by side.

"What the hell?" I muttered, glaring at the succubus. "That’s rude. And definitely not a skill a normal succubus would have."

Luci’s smirk faded as he studied her. "She’s a high-level one," he said, his tone thoughtful. "I have to admit, it’s hard to determine the demonic power of anyone below us when all seven of us are in the same room. But this one feels… different."

The succubus tilted her head slightly, her veil fluttering with the motion. Then, without warning, she threw herself at us. Her movements were impossibly fast, almost too quick to track, and before either of us could react, she was between us. I felt an icy jolt as my body froze, completely paralyzed.

"What the—" I managed to force out, though my voice felt distant and strained. My limbs refused to move.

Luci’s expression darkened, his eyes narrowing. "This isn’t normal," he said, his voice tight with restrained anger. "Who the hell—"

The succubus reached up and pulled away her veil, then removed the mask with a flourish. The moment her face was revealed, the entire room seemed to shift, the atmosphere growing heavy with an undeniable presence. I stared, my mind racing as I processed what I was seeing.

"Morgana," I said, my voice dripping with disbelief.

Asmo’s sister stood before us, her expression calm yet filled with a quiet smugness. Her beauty was otherworldly, even by demon standards, her features sharp and elegant. Her eyes gleamed with amusement, and her lips curved into a faint, knowing smile.

"Surprised?" she asked, her voice smooth and teasing.

Asmo, who had been lounging in his chair with the same grin he’d worn all night, finally spoke up. "Ta-da!" he said, throwing his arms out theatrically. "Told you I’d save the best for last."

I turned my glare toward him, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "Asmo, what the actual hell is your sister doing here? And why does she smell like trouble?"

Morgana laughed softly, a melodic sound that somehow managed to be both charming and infuriating. "Oh, Azrael," she said, her tone dripping with mock innocence. "You make it sound like I’ve done something wrong."

"You did just paralyze us," Luci pointed out, his voice calm but laced with annoyance. "Care to explain yourself?"

Morgana shrugged delicately. "I was testing you. It seems you’re both too comfortable in your power. A little surprise keeps things… interesting."

"Interesting?" I repeated, my voice rising slightly. "You call this interesting?"

Asmo leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand as he watched us with obvious amusement. "Relax, Azrael. Morgana’s just having a little fun. No need to get all worked up."

"Fun?" I snapped. "This is your idea of fun?"

Morgana stepped back, yet she didn’t release whatever spell she’d used to freeze us. I could easily break it if I wanted to, but curiosity held me in place. What was her angle? Luci remained seated, his sharp gaze locked on her, his annoyance barely hidden behind that polished exterior.

"You’ve got some nerves," I said, my voice dripping with restrained irritation.

She tilted her head, her smile as unwavering as ever. "I know," she replied, her tone casual, almost playful. "But this is the only way I could get you both in one place. A rare opportunity, wouldn’t you agree?"

Luci frowned, his brow furrowing as he considered her words. "Get us?" he repeated, suspicion coloring his tone.

I chuckled dryly, my lips curving into a smirk. "Please don’t tell me you’re still hung up on the idea of having a threesome with us, Morgana. That joke got old centuries ago."

Her smile widened, though her eyes glinted with something sharper, more calculating. "Oh no," she said, waving a hand dismissively. "I’m not interested in a threesome anymore. But a foursome… with my brother included? Now that’s an idea."

Luci scoffed, his expression twisting in disgust. "Fuck no."

I leaned back in my chair, raising an eyebrow. "Not happening. I’m not the sharing type."

"We’ll see," Morgana purred, her tone dripping with confidence. Her eyes glowed faintly, and a strange sensation washed over me. It was subtle at first, a warm pull in the back of my mind, but it quickly grew stronger, sharper. My muscles tensed involuntarily, and I felt a heat rising in my chest that wasn’t entirely my own. I was sure she was using her Charm skill.

Morgana laughed softly, the sound both melodic and maddening. "The wine," she said, her voice practically a purr. "I might have… mixed something into it. Just a little something to help you see things my way."

Luci snarled, his fists clenching as he fought against the invisible pressure. "You little—"

Out of sudden, my system flared to life, cutting through the haze with cold, mechanical clarity.

[Warning! Morgana has used Charm skill on you!]

My jaw tightened as I processed the message, my thoughts sharpening with irritation.

Morgana was clearly enjoying herself, her laughter ringing out as she watched us struggle against the spell. "Relax, boys," she teased. "You’ll thank me later."