Seven Sins System Chapter 405. The Cult And The Lord of Sins I

Seven Sins System Chapter 405. The Cult And The Lord of Sins I

I flashed Puriel a mischievous grin. "We've 'never been kidnapped', remember?" I teased, throwing air quotes around the phrase. It was our little inside joke, a reminder that our doppelgangers had pulled off a convincing charade while we were actually held captive.

Puriel sighed, her expression serious. "But I'm not sure they'll let go of the academy just because of that simple fact," she cautioned, her tone tinged with worry.

I couldn't resist the urge to poke fun at Puriel. "Then just show them who we are," I said, my tone light and teasing as if it were the most obvious solution in the world. "Okay, correction. I just need to show who I am," I added, unable to resist a jab at her expense. I cocked my head to the side, a smirk playing on my lips. "Since you are useless. You can't even scare a cat and you just give a slut your blessing and restore her virginity. What a joke," I muttered under my breath, unable to resist the opportunity to mock her abilities.

Puriel shot me a sharp glance, clearly unimpressed. "I heard that," she grumbled, her irritation palpable.

I turned to her with a cheeky grin. "Great. I don't feel sorry about that," I replied, my tone deliberately annoying. I knew my words would get under her skin, but I couldn't resist the chance to ruffle her feathers.

Despite her annoyance, Puriel couldn't help but roll her eyes at my antics. "You're insufferable," she muttered, though there was a hint of amusement in her voice.

I chuckled, enjoying the banter. "Guilty as charged," I admitted with a shrug. "But hey, we are partners in crime," I added, flashing her a playful wink.

Puriel let out a long-suffering sigh, though I could see a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Unfortunately," she replied, though there was warmth in her tone that betrayed her true feelings.

"Ugh...," the Kraken groaned, his voice strained with exhaustion, pulling my attention back to him.

I turned towards him, noting the visible signs of weakness in his form. His strength seemed to wane, although his HP remained unaffected. It was likely the result of the Blood Curse I had inflicted upon him, draining his energy and leaving him vulnerable.

"Oh right, I almost forgot about you," I remarked casually, a hint of disdain lacing my words. Despite my earlier caution, I no longer saw this place or its pathetic impostor as a threat. My relaxed demeanor belied the fact that I was merely biding my time, ensuring they remained within my grasp until I was ready to act.

Puriel released a heavy sigh, her empathy waning as she gazed upon the weakened kraken. "You better read his mind now," she urged, her voice tinged with urgency.

I flashed a sly grin. "You don't need to order me to do it," I scoffed, relishing the opportunity to assert my dominance.

"Envy..." I muttered under my breath, my tentacles snaking toward his ear with eerie precision. With a swift motion, they slipped inside, probing for any hidden secrets or vulnerabilities.

Once the tendrils of my envy tentacles delved into the Kraken's mind, a flood of information surged into my consciousness. It was like sifting through a chaotic maze of thoughts and memories, piecing together fragments to form a coherent picture.

What I discovered was unsettling yet oddly predictable. The cult I had encountered was not just a ragtag group of misfits, but rather a well-organized underground organization with deep ties to devilish and demonic affairs. At its helm were not one, but a collective of krakens, each assuming the role of the great leader.

It was a clever yet devious scheme, one that capitalized on fear, deception, and the allure of authority. I couldn't help but feel a surge of contempt for these impostors masquerading as leaders, exploiting the faith and loyalty of their followers for their own selfish gain.

It dawned on me that their elaborate charade was more than just a facade; it was a calculated strategy to maintain power and control. By masquerading as each other, they could manipulate their followers and perpetuate their influence, all while obscuring their true identities and motives.

These Kraken had honed a crafty method to maintain their grip on power. By spreading themselves across multiple locations simultaneously, they created the illusion of omnipresence, attributing it to their supposed devilish blessings or skills in self-division. This clever ruse allowed them to exert control over their followers while avoiding direct confrontation or exposure.

Their reliance on secrecy and deception was further underscored by their preference to remain hidden behind curtains, their true forms obscured from view. Instead, they projected a silhouette that bore a striking resemblance to me, the lord of wrath. It was a calculated move aimed at reinforcing their authority and manipulating perceptions, ensuring that they were perceived as formidable leaders worthy of reverence and fear.

This strategy served to perpetuate their influence and maintain the illusion of power, despite their true nature as mere impostors. By capitalizing on the fears and beliefs of their followers, they wielded control from the shadows, pulling strings and orchestrating events to suit their nefarious agenda. It was a game of smoke and mirrors, one that relied on deception and subterfuge to maintain their grip on power.

The revelations kept coming as I delved deeper into the twisted machinations of these krakens posing as devilish overlords. It was like uncovering layers of deceit and manipulation, each revelation more disturbing than the last.

Among the plethora of deceitful practices, one particularly nefarious scheme caught my attention. Despite their pretense of devilish power and authority, these krakens resorted to summoning actual demons to fulfill their desires. And who did they summon? None other than my friends, the lord of sins.

What struck me as most alarming was the nature of their requests. Instead of seeking power or dominion, they asked for mundane yet insidious items—special drugs designed for addicts, prescription foods and drinks engineered for dependency, and medicines with dual effects of healing and addiction.