Seven Sins System Chapter 324. I'm Just Doing My Job As A Devil

Seven Sins System Chapter 324. I'm Just Doing My Job As A Devil

Aria's eyes widened, and her brows furrowed in disbelief. "You turned them into your servants?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of anger and unmistakable displeasure.

I leaned back, a devil-may-care grin dancing on my lips. "Yeah," I said, my tone dripping with nonchalance. I gave a casual shrug, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "They're totally head over heels for me, and I happen to like them, so why not?"

Aria's fiery determination manifested in a split-second display of her prowess. With a flick of her wrist and an intense focus, her sword materialized in her hand. The blade shimmered with a deadly holy aura, gleaming with the latent power that she wielded.

Swiftly, she pointed the sword at my neck, much like she had done the day before. The door behind her closed with a telekinetic force, sealing off any escape. However, this time, there was a subtle difference. Aria knew that the blade wouldn't be of any use, thanks to the ominous threads of fate that entangled us both.

I met her fierce gaze head-on, unwavering, and utterly unfazed. The cool determination in her eyes met my unflinching resolve.

Aria's voice dripped with righteous indignation as she confronted me. "You know you shouldn't do that! What's the difference between you and 'them'? Didn't you both turn mortals into demons?" Her initial hint of anger had now evolved into an unmistakable fury that painted her words.

I couldn't help but chuckle nonchalantly, as if the gravity of the situation was nothing more than a passing breeze. My gaze locked onto her, and I replied, "Oh, come on, cut me some slack. I'm nothing like them. My servants retain their intelligence and full awareness, unlike those other folks." I gave a casual shrug to emphasize my point.

Aria's frustration only seemed to intensify. She pointed out the core of the issue, her words sharp as a dagger. "That doesn't justify your decision! You both turned mortals into demons, that's the point!"

I leaned in a little closer, meeting her fiery gaze with a hint of smugness. "But," I retorted, "I did it based on their consent." My tone was unabashed, as if that single phrase held the key to resolve all moral quandaries.

Aria shot back with a pointed argument, her eyes burning with determination. "So are they. They transformed and used those crystals to become demons," she insisted.

I leaned back, musing over her words with a raised eyebrow. "Hmmm," I hummed, keeping my nonchalant demeanor intact. "You've got a point there, I'll give you that. Congrats," I stated in a relaxed tone, as if I were handing out a gold star for her argument.

Her frustration was palpable, and she gritted her teeth, narrowing her eyes. "Azrael, I can’t let this go," she hissed, her displeasure evident in her tone. It was clear that she wasn't about to let this slide and it seemed like she was gearing up to report the whole ordeal to her mother.

I couldn't help but respond with a casual scoff, holding back a chuckle as if Aria's words were nothing more than an empty threat. "Pfft," I retorted, feigning indifference. "So I am," I stated with a wicked glint in my eyes, reveling in the impending confrontation.

With a sly grin, I moved my fingers with a subtle, almost imperceptible motion, using my Telekinesis skill. An invisible force rippled out from me, and in an instant, Aria's blade was repelled, swerving away from me. It was like a choreographed dance, except this was a deadly ballet of power.

Aria's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and frustration, her grip on her sword tightening. But I continued, unfazed, and met her gaze with a touch of haughty amusement. "I'm not here to justify myself," I stated firmly, my voice laced with the confidence only a devil could exude. "I am a devil. I hold the power and authority to turn mortals into my subordinates, much like you do. They willingly made a pact with me, and I've simply granted their requests, taking them as my payment. It's as straightforward as that."

I shot her a displeased look, my eyes locked onto hers, unyielding. "And for the record," I added, "it doesn't break any rules. I'm just doing my job as a devil." I leaned back in my seat, an air of cocky confidence enveloping me. "You can sue me if you want, I don't mind," I fired back, not one to be easily intimidated by her threats.

Aria's frown deepened as she scrutinized me, suspicion and caution dancing in her narrowed eyes. "What is your plan?" she ventured to guess, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension.

I couldn't help but let out a sinister chuckle, relishing the opportunity to reveal my wicked intentions. "Well," I began, leaning in slightly as if I were about to share a well-kept secret. "That way, our little deal is utterly shattered. I'll have to return to my own realm, and so will you. Then, it's back to business as usual, just like three hundred years ago. War, chaos, and destruction right here in the mortal realm."

A wicked smirk curled onto my lips, revealing the predator beneath the charm. I licked my lips in a predatory hunger, my eyes glinting with a savage desire. "You see," I purred, "I'm a little thirsty for blood after what happened yesterday. And I don't mind carrying out more massacres." My words hung in the air, heavy with menace, as I awaited Aria's reaction, fully aware of the sinister path I was suggesting.

Aria's frustration was palpable, her displeasure evident in the way she clenched her teeth. "You haven't changed," she hissed, her voice dripping with irritation.

I shrugged, my smirk refusing to budge. "What do you mean?" I asked with an air of faux innocence, even though we both knew the truth. "Do you really think living among mortals can change me? Putting a wolf among the sheep won't make the wolf forget his identity," I reminded her, my words laced with a sly confidence.