The Noble Lady of Lust
Chapter 100: Last Piece Of The Plan

Chapter 100: Last Piece Of The Plan

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Pov: Third Person

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In a darkened room, a lone being watched the screens that dimly illuminated the room, reflecting his intense concentration.

The images on the screens showed the challengers who had recently entered the domain, the legacy of a former representative of the god of light.

The images on the screens showed the challengers who had recently entered the domain, a legacy of a former representative of the god of light, who had left most of his transferable belongings to the next generation.

The being whose original body is known as Mirk had been informed of the arrival of these challengers by the divine servant who administered this particular representative, named William.

According to the agreement with Maximilian, the first king, it was his duty to guide the youth when they found themselves in trouble or at a crossroads, as well as to sustain this domain long enough for the next generation to appear.

Therefore, he left a fragment created with his blood in charge of administering it and that was what this being was doing at that moment.

But soon this Mirk fragment realized that something was wrong. For some reason, some people from both teams were calmer than one would expect in such an unexpected situation.

Not to mention the black-haired, red-eyed girl, who seemed to be the only one not showing nervousness in her team, calmly analyzing everything.

The boy, with black hair and blue eyes, seemed even more prepared, as if he was expecting this.

This surprised Mirk, as he had been informed that the challengers, except for the main heir, were completely oblivious to what was about to happen.

However, he let it pass, thinking that they simply both had cold personalities.

Still, he could not ignore the fact that coincidentally they both shared the same plan: to walk slowly towards the pillar, something neither of the others had suggested.

The being was surprised, as anyone would have rushed to the pillar, which was clearly the way out of that place. But again, he thought it would be a coincidence.

Not only were they gaining points, but they were also destroying special beasts created to enhance the body of whoever defeated them, something that should not be known unless one had perfect perception of oneself, and noticed the small increase in overall power.

In the end, he noticed that, while the boy made his team advance slowly, the girl kept a moderate pace.

That difference was crucial, as the girl’s team passed the examination before the difficulty increased.

In contrast, in the other team the boy had to sacrifice himself for the rest, which seemed to doom him to be left out of the examination, even though he would still receive something for his noble sacrifice.

But then, something unexpected happened: the boy, once alone, began to kill the beasts as if he had been waiting for that moment.

As the hours passed, mirk watched the boy and a sense of danger came over him.

The boy was too strong, and he also seemed to shout out names of attacks, which is not uncommon for those inexperienced in handling a martial art.

But the problem was that the names he shouted were unrecognizable, as if something prevented him from understanding them, which caused him a growing uneasiness. He felt the need to deal with him personally.

When the boy defeated the last crystal beast and obtained the key that would allow him to advance, a shiver ran through Mirk’s entire body.

The alertness in his mind was triggered. He didn’t know exactly why, but, He knew this boy had to be eliminated at all costs, his instincts told him so.

Unfortunately, in this realm, challengers could not die.

When, in the third examination, he saw a reflection that did not match the boy’s appearance, he knew there was something hidden, something dangerous.

Without hesitation, in the last test, he redirected all the power he was allowed into the boy’s mind, hoping to break it, it might not kill him, but it would incapacitate him for the rest of his life.

He was convinced that no one could overcome such a mental onslaught, but in the end, the boy succeeded.

He even got the last key, which was normally under Mirk’s control, as only he could adjust the difficulty.

This time, he even brushed against what was not allowed, and still, the boy overcame it.

Mirk was going crazy. Since only he could open the vaults, he sent a small spokeswoman to greet the challengers as he prepared to open them.

By the laws of this domain he could not intervene directly, but he could not ignore that unsettling sense of danger.

"Well, never mind. This is a secondary body. If he dares to do anything funny, he’ll pay dearly for it."

The raven-headed man mirk was convinced that nothing bad could happen to him anyway.

Following the established protocols, he went out and began to perform the work he had as administrator of this domain, leaving aside the fact that the boy gave him a bad feeling.

During all that time, his attention had been especially focused on Christian, the black-haired young man who defied all expectations.

Was really angry that he could take away so many things that should have belonged to him, still he did his duty until finally they all went through the portal.

"Damn... this is annoying," muttered Mirk , irritated.

When the participants left, he began to retaliate. According to the agreement, for guarding this domain for so many years, he would be entitled to the leftover treasures.

Honestly, he never expected the challengers to get more than one key. At most, two. The examinations were designed to be adaptable.

Even if someone with six or seven metamorphoses got in, the examinations would adjust.

But leaving aside that they had the ability to get the keys, something made him think that the information had leaked out, since Christian got the maximum benefits without any problem as if he knew exactly what to do. Or so Mirk thought, not knowing that half of it was just luck.

For Mirk, not for the entire faction he belonged to The presence of someone like Christian could ruin plans.

An unforeseen and dangerous variable. Not to mention that he felt no blessing or link to any god coming from him, which worried him even more.

The disaster that happened three years ago, only attached even more caution and the need to take action towards these new variables.

"Even... the Soul Mirror, at its maximum allowed power, could not break his mind," he mused, irritated.

That boy was a monster that definitely needed to be eliminated or controlled.

He decided to close the domain and contact his main body, to inform the relative of the god of light who is William’s temporary administrator, who seemed to be close to such a dangerous variable.

However, as he tried to close the rift, something went wrong. He was puzzled for a few seconds, not understanding the underlying cause of this phenomenon, and by the time a possible hypothesis formed in his mind it was too late.

"Art of Lust, Fifth Posture: Tempting Torrent."

SLURCH!!

And then he felt it: a deep, sharp pain in his chest.

The voice, laden with menace, echoed in place. When Mirk looked down he saw a hand had burst through his chest from behind

Realization came too late and he finally began to process the situation properly.

"bleegk!!?..."

He wanted to say something but all that came out of his beak was blood, and instead he heard the voice at his back.

"You bastard, you tried to kill me in a place that’s supposed to be harmless..."

Finally releasing the blood in his throat he began to speak

"cough!...How...how...someone like you shouldn’t be allowed in this place! Cofff...what are you...? Wait, you’re the woman in the reflection.... You’re the guy? b-but I saw you leave a few moments ago....cough"

After spitting out all the blood that was blocking him Mirk was finally able to speak but then turned his head towards the owner of that hand.

At first he was horrified as to what the owner of the hand was and why there was something like her in this sacred place, but he had seen her recently and quickly began to connect the dots.

His eyes sparkled with surprise and fury. He couldn’t understand how this being had gotten there....

"Oh, you’re quick at figuring things out. Yeah, I’m the guy you tried to kill, you bastard."

"Damn it... this isn’t right.... Damn! demon... You shouldn’t be here. This domain is impenetrable..."

Mirk tried to free himself from the hand that was piercing him, but he felt weakened.

Then he noticed that the hand was coated with a substance he recognized immediately.

It was demonic energy, chaotic mana, and above all it was of very high quality, proving this woman’s superior lineage, something that was deeply repulsive, for a being who possessed pure mana like him.

not to mention that the gloves seemed reinforced with countless sealing and suppression spells specific to beings like him, for what mirk knew should not even exist in this world.

"Yeah, yeah, cut the crap already and answer me: why did you try to kill me?"

"I have nothing to say to a demon! Kill me if you want to! My real body will know what happened here and we’ll hunt you down. we’ll destroy you!"

"heh~"

Said Mirk resolutely, on the other hand, from the demon A soft laugh burst from the lips, which was beautiful and seductive.

"Go ahead, laugh now — you’re still done for!."

"Do you really think I’ll let that happen? You’re wrong. There will be no after for you. You won’t be able to report anything. I see you acted on your own, I don’t know the reason, but that’s a good thing."

At that moment an ace big shiver ran through Mirk’s body and he realized that he had no connection, with his real body it is as if he was an independent being, and he realized that he would not be able to convey what happened in this place

grackgh!

The demon took a step back, finally pulling her hand out of Mirk and revealing a tiny shard of golden crystal she had pulled from his chest.

"ohh...at last this is what I needed Do you know how fucking hard it is to find blood with divinity in it? Luckily, someone nearby was willing to donate it, weren’t they, Mirk?"

Mirk now without his life support and feeling his life ebbing away, could only laugh bitterly.

"You are an idiot...the god of light is a force beyond your comprehension. When he knows what happened here, you will be lost. It’s only a matter of time...an insignificant demon who doesn’t know his place will understand what a god is."

As his body disintegrated, the raven wanted to see fear in the demon’s eyes, some sign of regret or doubt.

But there was nothing. Only indifference, a cold, soulless confidence that troubled him in his final moments.

"Well, if it will relieve you..."

He listened, as his consciousness finally faded. He knew that the god of light would find out what happened even if he couldn’t convey it himself.

No one could escape the vision of a deity who set out to find something... but for some reason, he resented the demon’s confidence. But that was the end of his thinking and of his existence.

"sighh~..."

When she finally saw the raven-headed man disappear, The female demon, let out a sigh.

"Well, that was easier than I expected, with plan A enough."

Slowly her appearance began to undergo changes, more precisely her demonic traits

"The demonization turned out to be more useful than I thought..."

Talking to herself as she checked her body for any complications and finding nothing wrong she finally declared in her mind that it was mission accomplished.

With the golden fragment in her possession she already had what she came for now, it only remained to claim the extra benefit.

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