The Incubus System Chapter 1037. I Was Fallen

The Incubus System Chapter 1037. I Was Fallen

"Fine," I said with a shrug, stepping back to let her make her attempt. "Go ahead. Walk to the kitchen, then."

She hesitated again but eventually threw the blanket aside and stood, wobbling on her feet. Her legs shook beneath her, still too weak from the centuries of being imprisoned in the crystal. With determination written all over her face, she took one shaky step, then another, before her legs gave out completely. She barely made it a few feet before collapsing into a heap on the floor.

I sighed and moved toward her before she could protest. "You had to try, huh?" I muttered, leaning down to scoop her up. She flinched slightly but didn’t resist as I lifted her into my arms. I could feel her embarrassment radiating off her, but there wasn’t much time to dwell on it.

Without another word, I used my teleportation skill.

In the blink of an eye, we appeared in the dining room. The familiar warm glow of the early morning sun spilled across the wooden table, illuminating the space in soft gold. I carefully set Puriel down in one of the chairs, making sure she was comfortable before stepping back.

It was still early, and the house was mostly quiet. Celia was undoubtedly still asleep. But as I glanced toward the far corner of the room, I quickly realized my pets were gathered there, watching us with intense, guarded stares.

Red stood at the front, his fur bristling and his eyes narrowed with suspicion. Shadow slunk close behind him, her tail flicking in agitation. Rave perched above them on a beam, cawed softly, his eyes fixated on Puriel. And finally, Buni sat quivering on the floor, his usual demeanor replaced by nervous energy.

It didn’t take long to figure out what had them on edge.  Puriel’s angelic power. They had probably sensed her arrival the moment we’d teleported into the house.

'Ah...' I thought with a mental sigh. ‘I forgot about them.’

I let out a quiet sigh, realizing this was going to be more difficult than I thought.

"Meet my pets," I said, stepping between them and Puriel, her eyes still darting between them with a mix of curiosity and caution. "Red, Shadow, Rave, Buni—this is Puriel. She’s with me, so don’t be afraid." I looked back at Puriel, whose face had softened slightly, though she still looked a little overwhelmed by their presence. "And Puriel," I said, turning back to my pets, "meet my demon family."

Red growled again, his frame looming closer as he sniffed the air. "An angel?" he rumbled in a deep, gravelly voice. His words were laced with skepticism, and I could see the doubt in his glowing eyes. "Why would you bring her here, Your Highness? She reeks of holy power."

Puriel stiffened at his words, though she didn’t flinch. She held her ground, her gaze steady but soft. "I won’t hurt you," she said, her voice calm and reassuring. "I know you’re… wary of me. But I’m not your enemy."

Shadow, ever the cautious one, narrowed her green eyes, circling around my legs with fluid grace. Her tail flicked behind her in agitation. "Angels don’t belong in our world or this world," she said, her voice smooth and almost eerie in its quiet intensity. "How do we know she’s telling the truth? What if she’s here to destroy us?"

Puriel opened her mouth to speak, but before she could respond, Rave swooped down from his perch, landing on the back of a nearby chair with a flutter of dark wings. "I don’t trust her," he croaked, his voice sharp and cawing. "Angels have no place here. They’re all about light and order.”

"Enough." I raised my hand, silencing Rave with a firm gesture. I could feel Puriel’s discomfort growing, but she remained composed. "She’s not here to destroy anyone. She’s with me, and I’ll make sure nothing happens."

Buni hopped forward with a skeptical look in his wide, glowing eyes. His ears twitched as he peered up at Puriel, his voice high-pitched and cautious. "But why, Your Highness?" he asked, his voice small but inquisitive. "Why an angel? She doesn’t… fit."

I sighed, understanding their concerns. It wasn’t every day that a demon lord waltzed into his house with an angel in tow. Their wariness was expected, but I had to make it clear that Puriel wasn’t a threat to them—or to me.

"She’s here because I freed her," I explained, my tone calm but firm. "And she’s under my protection. You don’t need to worry. She won’t hurt any of you. So, behave, okay?"

My pets, despite their skeptical expressions, slowly seemed to relax. Red's growl softened, and even Shadow, though still suspicious, stopped circling my legs. Rave ruffled his feathers but remained perched quietly on the back of the chair, while Buni simply sat there, staring up at Puriel with his wide eyes, twitching nervously.

"Fine," Red muttered, his deep voice gruff as he backed away slightly. "But we’ll be watching her."

Shadow flicked her tail, her eyes still narrowed. "If she glows too brightly, we’ll know."

Rave croaked softly but didn’t add anything further.

Buni, meanwhile, hopped a little closer to me, his nervous energy still palpable. "I trust you, Your Highness," he said quietly, though his eyes darted toward Puriel warily. "But I’ll keep an eye on her."

I chuckled softly. "I appreciate the concern," I said, giving them all a nod of acknowledgment. "But trust me, she’s not going to do anything." I couldn’t blame them. Bringing an angel into a demon lord’s home wasn’t exactly the norm, after all.

Puriel, who had been silent throughout this whole exchange, finally spoke up, her voice soft but steady. "I know this is… strange. I know what I am, and I understand why you’re afraid. But I’m not here to fight. I mean I can't even go back to my world again. I was… fallen,” she said sadly, her hands resting on her lap.