The Incubus System Chapter 1203. Orgy Anyone?
The Incubus System Chapter 1203. Orgy Anyone? The floating orb giggled. “Too late. You dreamed of tying him to a war table.” Miranda coughed
The Incubus System Chapter 1203. Orgy Anyone?
The floating orb giggled. “Too late. You dreamed of tying him to a war table.”
Miranda coughed, then stood up way too fast. “I need to check the perimeter.”
I blinked. “The city’s secure.”
“I’ll check it again,” she muttered, almost tripping on her own boots.
I let out a long, slow exhale. “Alright, since the emergency’s over…”
They all glanced at me.
“I was about to offer something relaxing, you know?” My voice dipped, smooth, teasing.
I leaned back in my seat and smirked. “Something like an orgy.”
The air shifted.
“And…” I added, dragging a finger down the side of my chair, “I feel like my palace hasn’t been properly broken in lately. What do you all think?”
It was seduction. Just flirtation.
But the reaction?
Oh.
The girls perked up like someone just dropped candy in a demon daycare.
Maria sat forward instantly, eyes glinting. “Yes. We need that.”
Luna leaned back against the cushions and grinned. “We’re not stopping until morning.”
Ivy twirled one of her knives between her fingers and asked casually, “Can I tie you up this time?”
I choked on my breath.
“This time,” she repeated sweetly.
Syntyche stepped closer, still holding her glass. “So… how about that two rounds I mentioned?”
She wasn’t teasing anymore. She meant it.
Nefaris licked a drop of wine off her lip, then murmured, “I’ll need blood.”
Miranda… reappeared.
Like now she was checking perimeters?
She looked around at the others, pink in the face, but didn’t run this time. Her voice was quieter. “This is my first time… for an orgy.”
The others turned to look at her. She looked down, but didn’t retreat.
“Okay,” I said, both amused and… honestly a little surprised. “I was kidding—mostly. But damn, you girls look like you just got a raid loot notification.”
The servants, who had been quietly observing the madness from the side, collectively sighed.
Shadow groaned and covered his face with his pawn. “I should’ve just stayed in the human world with Red.”
“But if you did that,” Buni said, munching on something sweet, “you wouldn’t have seen how Licheri turned those demons into confetti pops.”
“True,” Shadow admitted.
Rave yawned and stretched on the couch. “I’m going to bed.”
Curtis scribbled something down without looking up. “Technically, statistically speaking, His Highness did trigger a morale spike among the generals whenever he flirts. This isn’t new.”
Leon, as always, nodded once like that somehow explained the universe.
I looked at them all—this mess, this chaotic family of mine—and for a moment, I really thought this night would be mine. One night to just… forget the politics, the border cracks, the floating eye, the blood.
One night of sin.
But then—
My head throbbed.
Hard.
It wasn’t pain, exactly. It was pressure. Like a voice punching through dimensional fog.
Then I heard it.
[You have connected to Emma]
‘Ethan! Can you hear me?’
My entire body snapped upright.
That voice. That tone… from the human world?
My brows furrowed, confusion kicking in right behind instinct.
That—shouldn’t be possible.
We were in different realms. Entire dimensions apart. Normally, once I crossed over to the demon realm, all direct telepathic links form the human realm were severed.
But then again…
That explosion.
Beel’s sacrifice. The border shake. The aftermath.
The world was still unstable.
Maybe—somehow—it opened something. Maybe the veil between worlds had thinned just enough for a message to slip through.
I sat forward immediately. ‘Emma? What happened?’
Her voice echoed again inside my skull—panicked, fast, trembling—like it was bouncing through a broken radio tower barely holding the signal.
‘Larry! The demon hunters got Larry! They caught him! He’s going to be the next subject for the angel creation project!’
My blood ran cold.
Time stopped. The haze of flirtation vanished.
That stupid, loud-mouthed, dependable bastard who always had my back.
My voice cut through the silence.
“Shit!”
Every single person in the lounge turned sharply at that.
I clenched my fists. My aura flared once, dark and fast.
“We need to go now.”
Nefaris stood quickly. “What happened?”
I turned, eyes still glowing faintly. “They took Larry.”
“Who’s Larry?” Syntyche asked, more sharply now.
“My friend,” I said, breathing hard. “The demon hunters are trying to use him for some twisted project—angel creation.”
“Wait, wait—Larry?” Ivy’s voice rose, eyes wide. “Are we talking about that idiot demon hunter?!” Well, she rarely met Larry.
I nodded. “Yeah. That idiot. That loyal idiot.”
Buni gasped, ears twitching. “They can’t just take him!”
“They did,” I growled. “And I don’t care if I have to destroy that association—I’m bringing him back.”
The mood shifted hard.
From playful heat to ice-bladed focus.
Even Licheri dimmed a little, his spark fading to a serious, steady glow. No more jokes. No sparkle trails. Just a quiet thrum of restrained fury.
Curtis closed his book with a soft snap. “Do you know where they’re holding him?”
“Not yet,” I said, still pacing. “But Clea, Emma, and Ruby should be tracking him as we speak.”
“Are we going in quiet or loud?” Syntyche asked, her tone crisp.
I smirked, though it didn’t reach my eyes. “Start quiet. We’ll see how long that lasts.”
Miranda stepped forward, posture straight, eyes narrowed. “Do we kill the handlers?”
“No,” I said, my voice lower now, colder. “We throw judgment. The ones behind this—the senators who approved that sick project—I want them wiped. Publicly.”
Nefaris cracked her knuckles with a sound like bones snapping. “Finally.”
I turned toward the far wall, already pulling mana to shape the portal. “Leon. Curtis. You stay here. Guard Lust City.”
Leon gave a firm nod. Curtis looked up from his page. “With Licheri?”
“Obviously,” I muttered.
“Yay!” Licheri cheered faintly, but even he kept it low. “I’ll make a fireworks system.”
The rest? They’d come with me.
But just as I stepped forward, Nefaris crossed her arms. “And what about me and Syntyche?”
I paused. That was fair. They were both powerful demon ladies. But they were also… intense.
I looked at her. At both of them. Then said, “I’ll open the portal for you two later. Once I locate them. We might need your level of chaos… but not for the entry.”
Syntyche narrowed her eyes but nodded. Nefaris grinned faintly.
“Fine,” she said. “But don’t make us wait too long.”