Seven Sins System Chapter 367. Your Ego Knows No Bounds

Seven Sins System Chapter 367. Your Ego Knows No Bounds

Once again, there she stood—Puriel, across the room, still fixated on me with an expression that seemed to carry a different nuance. Her team had departed, leaving only the two of us in this peculiar moment. The discontent that had marked her previous looks now shifted, leaving me to decipher the new emotion playing across her features.

It wasn't the hostility I had grown accustomed to. Instead, her gaze held a mysterious quality, leaving me to wonder about the currents of thought beneath the surface. A subtle tension lingered, and the air seemed to crackle with unspoken words.

I shifted my gaze away, rolling my eyes in exasperation. 'What's wrong with her?' I grumbled internally, trying to make sense of the peculiar behavior that seemed to follow me like a shadow. My hand grabbed my bag, and with a purposeful stride, I made my way towards the exit of the training ground.

To my surprise, Puriel quickly fell in step beside me. We walked side by side, the only audible sounds being the soft echoes of our footsteps resonating in the nearly empty corridor. An unspoken tension hung in the air, and it seemed that whatever had been lingering beneath the surface was now reaching a boiling point.

“Drop the act. If you want to say something, you should say it,” I blurted out irritably, not bothering to turn and face her. The silence persisted, amplifying the sense of anticipation that seemed to surround us.

Finally, she broke her silence, but not in the way I had expected. “Or have you fallen in love with me? That's why you keep looking at me?” I sneered, aiming to provoke her. The words dripped with sarcasm, and I managed to strike a nerve, although her response was notably different from her usual fiery retorts.

I couldn't help but smirk as Puriel gave me a sharp glance, her frown etching dissatisfaction across her features. “Your joke is getting lame, Azrael. I could hardly laugh at it," she declared, her displeasure evident in her tone.

“Dr. Allen," I corrected with a raised eyebrow. “You should call me that in public, not my real name,” I reminded her, the casual banter a constant between us. I flicked my gaze at her, a hint of amusement playing in my eyes. "And one more thing... I didn't expect you to laugh, and it wasn't a joke," I stated, emphasizing the clarity of my statement.

The corridor echoed with the rhythm of our footsteps, the lingering tension between us palpable. Puriel shot back sharply, her inquisitive gaze narrowing, “Then what?"

I leaned into the casual tone that seemed to define our interactions. “A question, sure. A real one,” I said, deliberately keeping it vague, reveling in the intrigue that began to dance across her features.

Her reaction was priceless—speechless, a weird expression contorting her features, and a furrowed brow as her eyes locked onto mine. Confusion painted her face.

I maintained a steady gaze as I pressed her for an answer. “So? What do you want to tell me?” I reiterated, intent on clarity and directness.

Her initial surprise morphed into her usual composed expression. “Nothing. I was surprised that you taught her seriously," she confessed with a hint of incredulity.

I couldn't help but scoff at her revelation, a smirk playing on my lips. “Haven't you watched us several times? Why did you only realize it now? Isn't that too slow?” I taunted in a mocking tone, reveling in the opportunity to throw a playful jab.

She didn't seem fazed. "I need to watch you several times before I conclude," she responded simply, her answer carrying an air of indifference. “But your training method is too harsh. I don't like your methods,” she asserted, her tone holding a touch of disapproval.

The exchange between us continued down the empty corridor, the tension underscoring our words. I shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, survival is harsh. I'm preparing them for the real deal, not some tea party. Your coddling methods won't cut it on the battlefield," I retorted, my conviction evident in my voice.

“Besides…” I halted for a moment, letting my words linger in the air. 'I don’t need your opinion,' I thought, suppressing the retort that was eager to escape my lips. Instead, I opted for a more composed response, flashing my confident smile. “Ehm---” I cleared my throat. “Now you know why my soldiers are the best in my realm. And I didn't ask for your opinion though," I asserted, keeping the conversation within the bounds of our usual banter.

"I'm just saying," she defended herself, a hint of defiance in her tone. “They are mortals, not demons,” she reminded me, her perspective emphasizing the inherent differences between our realms.

“Believe me, if they were demons, I would teach them harder than that,” I declared, my pace quickening as I navigated the corridor. The prospect of tonight's monster hunting fueled my anticipation, and I couldn't wait to explore the intriguing location I had stumbled upon the day before.

Once again, she trailed behind me, maintaining a brisk pace. I could hear her footsteps behind me and it was kinda annoying.

After a while, I halted abruptly in the corridor, and turned to face Puriel, who had been trailing me persistently. With a playful smirk, I voiced my complaint. "You know, we stay in different dorms. You really need to stop following me around like a shadow."

Her response was unyielding. "I just want to make sure you don't cause any trouble," she declared, her gaze steady.

Rolling my eyes, I retorted, "Trouble is my middle name, my lovely goddess."

Undeterred, I prodded again, teasingly, "Or maybe, just maybe, you've fallen in love with me? It's a common side effect, you know."

Puriel matched my gaze with an expression that bordered on annoyance. "Your ego knows no bounds. Not everyone is enchanted by your charm," she retorted, maintaining a facade of indifference.

I chuckled, finding her reactions more entertaining than expected. "You say that, but you're still here, tailing me. Can't resist the allure, can you?" I remarked with a playful glint in my eyes.