The Incubus System Chapter 833. The Guardian of The Border

The Incubus System Chapter 833. The Guardian of The Border

But instead of answering him like usual, I used my telepathy again.

'I just encountered something unusual in the human world,' I began, my thoughts reaching out to Lord Damon without further ado. 'I think this has something to do with what Azrael told me.' My words were clear. I hoped that Lord Damon would understand the gravity of the situation and the need for discretion.

In response, a slight frown creased his brow. 'Why do you have to use telepathy?' he questioned, his mental voice carrying a tone of mild irritation. 'Just explain as usual. This place has a special security spell to prevent spies from hearing any conversations.' His reassurance was clear.

I stood my ground, my decision firm. 'Just communicate with this and listen to my story. You'll understand why I do it,' I replied through our telepathic link. There was a sense of urgency in my voice that I hoped would convey the importance of my message.

In response, Lord Damon let out a long, exasperated breath. It was clear that he was not entirely pleased with my insistence on telepathy. 'Fine,' he relented, his tone carrying a hint of resignation. 'Tell me what happened.' His words were a reluctant concession to my preference, and I was grateful for his willingness to listen.

I launched into the narrative, the peculiar events that had unfolded in the human world. I described how, with little warning, a crack had materialized as suddenly as a lightning bolt, only to vanish just as swiftly, the way it appeared and closed in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace behind.

My account delved into the chaos that ensued when Beel, in his demon lord form, unleashed his fury within the human realm. I detailed the emergence of the colossal eye, recounted how it materialized, and revealed how it had managed to seize Beel's core.

My narrative took on a chilling quality as I described the confrontation that followed. The sheer power that emanated from the colossal eye, its resilience in the face of my formidable Incubus Climax skill. It was a revelation that left everyone present grasping the magnitude of the colossal eye's power, a force that could rival that of a demon lord.

Then, I made my final deduction. I suggested that the appearance of the colossal eye and the power felt by Azrael might be interconnected, a thread that bound these enigmatic events together. I explained how I had sensed an unusual demonic power emanating from the colossal eye, a sensation that hinted at a deeper mystery waiting to be unraveled.

'I guess this has something to do with what Azrael has experienced,' I mused, my thoughts laid bare. 'It's just that the time frame doesn't match.' My words hung in the air, an acknowledgment of the perplexing mystery that continued to unfold.

Our telepathic conversation fell into contemplative silence as Lord Damon remained deep in thought, his brow furrowed with concentration. I could practically hear the gears turning in his mind, proof of the gravity of the situation. It was clear that something was brewing, and I couldn't help but wonder if Lord Damon had a hunch, a clue that might shed light on these cryptic events.

I leaned in closer, my curiosity getting the better of me. 'Do you know anything?' I inquired in the expectation of a revelation.

He turned his gaze toward me, his eyes meeting mine. 'I have a guess,' he finally admitted, his voice measured. 'But I'm not sure.' His uncertainty hung in the air.

‘Why?' I asked, intrigued by the idea that such a creature might have ties to a demon world.

Lord Damon's response held an air of uncertainty. 'Because this is just a legend,' he began, his tone wavering slightly. 'In fact, I only knew it through my father’s stories. Something similar to a bedtime story for humans. So I never take this seriously.' His words were tinged with doubt, as if he were questioning the validity of the tales he'd heard. 'But based on what you said,' he continued, 'that's all I can think of.'

I mulled over the implications of his words. 'So this creature's origin is some kind of story about unicorns or pegasus?' I sought to clarify, my interest piqued by the potential connection.

Lord Damon's response was matter-of-fact. 'Unicorns and pegasus do exist in the light dimension,' he pointed out, his tone carrying a hint of exasperation.

'Then this creature might also exist,' I stated with a furrowed brow, my gaze fixed on him.

Lord Damon nodded, confirming my suspicion. 'So, based on my father's story,' he began, 'a long time ago, there was a creature that guarded the border between the human and demon world. This creature will not prevent creatures from two worlds from entering each other, but only ensures that no creatures are trapped in between.' His words held a sense of gravity, as if he were imparting a long-held family secret.

My eyes widened at the revelation. 'Wait... you mean there is another world on the border?' I sought further clarification, the concept of an undiscovered realm on the edge of our worlds both bewildering and intriguing.

Lord Damon explained, providing more context. 'It can't be said to be a world or dimension. It's simply just a little space between two worlds. Something like a small alley between two buildings.'

'Alright, then?' I prompted, eager to hear more of his story, my curiosity piqued.

Lord Damon continued, filling in the details of the ancient tale. 'This creature usually guards that space,' he explained, 'but he should have fallen asleep long ago because he was bored. There has never been a case of a creature being trapped between worlds, after all.'

As he spoke, the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, and a realization dawned on me. 'I think I understand what happened...' I began, my voice tinged with the excitement of connecting the dots and unraveling the mystery.