The Incubus System Chapter 781. Morbid Humor

The Incubus System Chapter 781. Morbid Humor

Elenna's fear was palpable, etched across her face in the form of wide eyes and trembling lips. She was retreating, her steps faltering as if trying to put as much distance between us as possible. Her voice quivered as she posed the question that was surely weighing heavily on her mind.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked, her words laced with a mixture of terror and desperation. It was as if the mere thought of such a fate was enough to send a chill down her spine. I watched her carefully, my gaze unwavering as I observed her reaction.

I took a deliberate step forward, my movements slow and deliberate. There was a certain cadence to my approach. The distance between us was closing, and with each step I took, her apprehension seemed to intensify.

"No," I replied, my voice calm and measured, cutting through the tension that hung heavy in the air. I couldn't help but let a wry smile play at the corner of my lips. "But don't mistake my restraint for an inability. If I wanted you gone, you wouldn't even have time to comprehend it."

Her gaze remained fixed on me, a mixture of fear and defiance burning in her eyes.

"What do you want?" she asked, her voice laced with a mixture of suspicion and a hint of anger. Her stance shifted slightly, as if she was preparing herself for whatever might come next.

"I'd like to make an offer," I repeated, my voice holding a note of intrigue. I could practically hear the wheels turning in her mind, her thoughts racing as she tried to process the situation.

"An offer?" she echoed, a mixture of curiosity and skepticism tingling her words. Her gaze remained fixed on me, as if trying to decipher the intentions behind my words.

I took a step closer, a deliberate move that seemed to send a ripple of unease through her. But I kept my gaze steady, my expression neutral, as I elaborated on my proposition.

"A cooperation," I stated plainly.

She took a cautious step back, her brow furrowing in contemplation. "Cooperation for what?" she pressed, her voice laced with a mixture of apprehension and a hint of defiance.

“You… want to know everything about demons, right? I can tell you,” I gave her a nice offer.

"You want to tell me?" she repeated, the skepticism evident in her voice. It was an understandable reaction, given the weight of the topic at hand. Demons and their ilk weren't exactly the stuff of casual conversation in most people's lives.

"Yes, Elenna. I'm offering to tell you everything you've ever wanted to know about demons, demon hunters, and the shadowy realms that coexist with your reality," I affirmed, my tone casual but infused with an undercurrent of intrigue.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, her analytical reporter instincts kicking in as she assessed my proposition. The air between us held a palpable tension, pregnant with the possibilities that hung in the balance.

"For what price?" she finally countered, her voice tinged with a mix of wariness and curiosity.

I allowed my grin to broaden, her astuteness impressing me. "Ah, Elenna, you cut right to the heart of the matter," I commented, my tone teasing. I straightened up, my gaze locking onto hers as I laid out my terms with a casual air. " Be my servant. You will find out," I stated, the words delivered with a mixture of amusement and calculated intent.

"What if I don't want to?" she queried, her gaze locked onto mine. Her expression was a mixture of curiosity and defiance, a reflection of the internal battle she was waging.

"Ah, Elenna, you always know how to keep me entertained," I remarked, my tone light and tinged with an edge of amusement. I allowed my laughter to carry a hint of mockery. “You have been chasing me and disturbing me for a long time. So yes, that is the only answer I want to get. Besides…” I gave her a death glare. “That network of yours… is very dangerous…”

A hiss of frustration escaped her lips as she spat out her accusation. "You are evil…"

I couldn't help but laugh at the irony of her words. "Well, Elenna, I can't say I'm surprised by that assessment. After all, demons are often categorized as 'evil,' aren't they?" I mused, my voice tinged with a mixture of amusement and something deeper.

“Ah!” A sudden yelp tore through the air, and my attention snapped to Elenna's form as she stumbled backward. The edge of the building was perilously close, and the realization dawned that she was at risk of plummeting into the open space behind her. Her startled exclamation was a stark reminder of the precarious situation she found herself in.

A wry smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I observed her. It was a rather dramatic turn of events, the tension in the air palpable. Elenna's fear was evident in her wide eyes, her body teetering on the brink of danger.

"So, what's your answer, Elenna?" I inquired, my voice carrying a mixture of intrigue and a tinge of amusement. The question hung between us, a reflection of the choice that now rested squarely on her shoulders.

Elenna's voice wavered, the weight of her decision evident in her words. She fell silent, her gaze dropping downward to the bustling streets below. The wind tousled her hair, a tangible reminder of the height we were perched at – the 30th floor, a precipice that separated life from a potentially fatal fall.

Her voice broke the silence, carrying a blend of resignation and a touch of defiance. "Do I have any choice besides yes?" she questioned, her eyes flicking up to meet mine.

The corner of my lips curled into a half-smile, an acknowledgment of the predicament she found herself in. "No," I responded simply, the word carrying a weight that matched the gravity of the situation.

A flicker of a thought crossed her eyes, a glint of something that bordered on morbid humor. "Will you eat me if I agree?" she inquired, a hint of disbelief lacing her words.

I chuckled at her question, a low and amused sound that cut through the tension. "Well, that's an interesting twist on things," I mused, folding my arms across my chest as I regarded her. “You will need me to survive so it was you who would eat me," I convinced her.