The Incubus System Chapter 1558. Dramatic I

The Incubus System Chapter 1558. Dramatic I

Her gaze searched mine. “Do you understand what you're suggesting?”

“Perfectly.”

“You're speaking about the King of the Light Dimension. Changing the ruler isn't something that can be done casually.”

I chuckled. “Who said anything about casually?” I continued, “I'm not asking you to do anything right now.”

That was important.

I had no intention of forcing her to choose sides inside a college classroom. She'd already helped me once. And unlike Aurelion, I wasn't interested in treating her like a possession whose decisions belonged to someone else.

“I'm simply reminding you that you have choices.”

Lysathiel stared at me. “Choices,” she repeated softly.

“Yeah.” I smiled. “Amazing concept, isn't it?”

I straightened, picked up my bag, and slung it over my shoulder. Our conversation had gone far enough. Anything more would only pressure her into making a decision she wasn't ready to make. And despite my increasingly questionable reputation, I preferred women who came to me willingly.

What could I say?

My demonic instincts appreciated ambition.

I turned toward the door, then stopped. “Oh, and Lysathiel?” I glanced over my shoulder. “If you ever want a way out…” My lips curved into a slow smirk. “Come to me.”

Her gaze remained fixed on mine.

I could almost see the thoughts moving behind those beautiful eyes. The risks. The consequences. The possibility that the path she'd followed for so long wasn't the only one available.

“But let me make one thing clear,” I added. My smile sharpened. “I won't be the nice guy anymore.”

She asked quietly, “And what kind of man will you be?”

I considered the question and gave her one final smile. “The kind who doesn't apologize for protecting what's his.”

Then I opened the classroom door and walked out.

Behind me, Lysathiel remained silent. I didn't look back. Whatever she decided next was her choice.

I made my way toward the cafeteria, enjoying the familiar sounds of college life. Students crowded the corridors, discussing assignments, complaining about professors, and making plans for the afternoon. I glanced at the clock.

11:00 AM.

I still had some time before lunch with Camila and Olivia. However, since Larry was probably already eating, I figured I could accompany him for a while. I ordered a cup of tea, collected it from the counter, and looked around.

Now, where was Larry? Knowing him, he was probably sitting somewhere with one of those healthy meals he usually ate.

I scanned the tables. Then stopped. There was a crowd near the far side of the cafeteria. Not a small one either.

Several students had gathered around a table, whispering excitedly while others stood on their toes to see what was happening.

A fight?

An argument?

Someone proposing marriage?

I took a sip of tea and approached. Then I heard a familiar voice.

“She is gone, Nathan…”

I recognized that voice. I slowly moved closer, keeping myself behind the crowd.

There, seated at a cafeteria table, was Larry. Except he didn't look like my best friend. He looked like a defeated warrior who had returned from a battlefield after losing his kingdom, his army, and his favorite horse. His shoulders sagged. His head hung low. One hand rested dramatically against his forehead while the other clutched a crumpled tissue.

Across from him stood Nathan. And Nathan looked absolutely devastated. Then Larry spoke again. “Damina…” Larry slowly lifted his head, revealing an expression so tragically convincing that I almost wondered whether someone had actually died. “She left already.”

Nathan stared at him. “What?”

“She left the city.”

Then Larry lowered his gaze. “She also left Ethan.”

I nearly choked on my tea.

Larry continued, apparently determined to win an imaginary award for the most heartbreaking performance in cafeteria history. “We cried all night. All night, Nathan.” His voice cracked. “Both of us.”

One girl covered her mouth. Another whispered something about heartbreak. Someone actually looked close to tears.

I slowly took another sip of tea. Well, this was entertainment. Free entertainment. I leaned against a nearby pillar.

‘Go on, Larry. Show me what you've got.’

Nathan shook his head. “That's impossible. She didn't say anything.” Nathan's voice sounded strained. “She wouldn't just leave without telling me.”

Larry blinked. Then gave him the most exhausted expression imaginable. “Dude. You only saw her once.” He spread his hands. “Once! And that was an accident!”

Nathan's jaw tightened. “That doesn't mean anything.”

“It means you barely know her!”

I pressed my lips together.

Larry leaned forward. “You met a beautiful woman under weird circumstances, fell for her immediately, and now you're acting like she abandoned you after ten years of marriage!”

Someone in the crowd snorted.

Nathan ignored them. “You don't understand.”

Larry stared. “Then enlighten me.”

Nathan looked down. For a moment, he seemed genuinely troubled. “When I met her… there was something different about her.”

I almost spat out my tea. Yeah, Nathan. There certainly was.

Nathan clenched his fist. “She was beautiful. Confident. And when she looked at me…” He paused. “…I felt like she understood me.”

Larry slowly covered his face. “Buddy…”

Nathan looked at him. “You don't get it.”

“Oh, I get it,” Larry replied miserably. “Believe me, I get it.”

I bit the inside of my cheek. Because Larry did understand. He understood far too well.

Nathan suddenly leaned forward. “Where did she go?”

Larry froze. “Hmm?”

“Which city?”

Larry's eyes widened slightly before he lowered his head again. “She didn't tell us.”

Nathan frowned. “Nothing?”

“Nothing.”

“Not even Ethan?”

Larry shook his head. “Especially Ethan.”

‘Thanks for covering for me.’ I silently raised my cup of tea in his direction, genuinely appreciating my best friend's dedication to this ridiculous performance.

Nathan slowly sat down. For the first time, his determination seemed to falter.

Larry reached across the table and patted his shoulder. “Sometimes, brother…” His voice became solemn. “…beautiful women are like shooting stars. They appear in your life…” Larry looked toward the cafeteria windows. “…shine brighter than anything you've ever seen and disappear before you can hold them.”

A girl nearby sighed.

Someone whispered, “That's so sad.”