The Demon Monarch System

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Meanwhile, within the Ring of Luxulania…

A curvaceous demon sat at a luxurious bar while sipping from a small cup as she scanned her surrounding within a crowded tavern. At a glance, she listed a number of targets capable of making it onto Apollo's radar. However, most of these individuals fell into two archetypes of demons―Succubi and Incubi. But, that was to be expected seeing as she was within the heart of Luxulania.

'It's been quite some time since I've seen my young Lord, but he sent me here for a reason… I'm to locate as many demons of temptation as possible to enforce the next phase, but it's harder than he made it seem,' Geneva thought to herself with a small pout. 

Despite her stellar appearance, Geneva found it difficult to completely tempt most of the demons present in this Ring for two reasons. One, as they lived within this rings fulled to the brim with Luxuria, they held a certain resistance to its effects, increasing the difficulty of Geneva controlling their mind. Not to mention, the continual fantasizing about Asmidia made general temptation even more difficult.

Secondly, most of the demons present were moved by physical acts. However, Geneva vowed to herself that no one besides her master was worthy of her physical contact. Thus, Geneva was forced to think of another way to acquire their attention.

Initially, her plan worked, allowing her to gain the attention of Asmidia. But, after one visit, they never met again. While Geneva had the impression it was related to her, she didn't press the matter. After all, she noticed a considerable change within Asmidia when they met.

Her coquettish nature disappeared completely to be replaced by passive-aggressive hostility. While no open attacks were made, her words seemed targetted at hidden desires she kept to herself and never voice. At the same time, it seemed as if Asmidia kept her at arm's length, causing Geneva to feel a watchful eye on many occasions.

'Am I being paranoid?' Geneva wondered while taking another silent sip of her drink. Although it was difficult to sense at first, she felt an intermittent prying gaze continually peering in her direction. At first, she wasn't sure if this was linked to someone taking up an interest in her or her past speculations.

Either way, Geneva knew she couldn't stay in one place too long lest she attracts unwanted, especially since the area she chose to focus on was littered with Archdemons as well as occasional Noblesse.

Of course, she wasn't afraid of a fight. When it came to individual strength, Geneva was within the top five combatants of the Dominus Household, so she was more than capable of holding her own if a situation turned bleak. Be that as it may, just because she was capable of defending her didn't mean she was openly seeking trouble.

Eventually, Geneva tapped her figure against the counter while sliding her change back. In the next moment, a few Fragments of Sin were left on the counter as Geneva vanished from sight.

Not too long after, a slender demon approached the area she previously sat and scanned their surrounding with a pink hue radiating from their eyes. Within seconds, an eerie grin appeared across their lips as they picked up a unique scent.

'Oh~? A unique Sin Signature I've never sensed before? I wonder what type of taste they possessed? Now that it's piqued my curiosity, I'm inclined to find out,' the individual thought. Similar to Geneva, they vanished with a dispersing pink haze, except there were faint tinges of lilac interspersed throughout this particular pink haze.

Evidently, the individual who Geneva attracted was no simple person. It appeared there were a number of abilities mixed with their Luxuria. 

Roughly five minutes later, Geneva stopped moving before crossing her arms under her bust without turning around. Despite how faint the presence was, it couldn't fool her who had been on high alert since leaving the crowded tavern. 

"Tell me, how long are you going to continue following me without presenting yourself? Isn't that cowardly of you~? Or, perhaps has Lady Asmidia put you up to trailing me from the shadows? If so, I'll have to tell you that you're doing a very poor job," Geneva said in a mocking tone, intending to disgruntle this newcomer.

Unfortunately, Geneva's mockery didn't achieve the desired result, merely earning an amused chuckle as a slender demon materialized behind Geneva. Aside from their sharp jawline and faint signs of a defined physique, it was difficult to discern the gender of this individual.

Be that as it may, it didn't take away from the fact that their above-average appearance was enough to incite salacious thoughts from any demons affected by the influence of Luxuria. Whether it was male or female, the atmosphere surrounding this individual was odd.

Even Geneva was forced to put up a layer of defense to avoid the effects of this atmosphere. Nevertheless, Geneva could tell that this odd presence wasn't an Aura but a unique ability birthed from unknown circumstances.

"Calm yourself, little lady. You have intrigued me, that's all~? I've been wondering ever since I've caught wind of your scent. Why are you so alluring? Perhaps you should reveal your appearance instead of hiding it under that hood of yours," the individual said.

"Sadly, I'll have to reject that request. There's no reason for me to reveal myself, much less to someone who is coveting me when I have no intention of mingling with any of you demons," Geneva replied in an unusually cold tone. At the same time, the pinkish haze surrounding her churned, turning into a tempest while a violent pink light blazed within her eyes.

Needless to say, Geneva was prepared to attack if this person overstepped their boundaries. Yet, despite Geneva's actions, the individual took a step forward ignoring Geneva's word entirely. In fact, Geneva hadn't realized the person had stepped so close until she could see their features close.

Even then, this person seemed androgynous as best. Luckily, there was giving that the newcomer was a male, their Luxuria carried a flow opposite of Geneva's, which was only found in the opposing gender. In other words, the individual before Geneva was Incubus, but a rather odd one seeing as Geneva was unable to taunt or deter them.

"You said something about Lady Asmidia? Don't worry, I'll conquer her as well, because all things of beauty deserved to be conquered by a man of befitting stature. But, before all of that, give me that power of yours; for I desire it!"

Swoosh!

Suddenly, the individual lashed their hand out, grasping at Geneva's throat with a lightning-quick grasp. Fortunately for Geneva's her reaction speed was adequate. A pair of remodeled phoenix wings, matching that of a demon unfurled from her back, allowing her to retreat quickly.

'So quick…' Geneva thought to herself with a frown. At the same time, a rapier with pinkish veins and a silver gem embedded on the crossguard appeared in Geneva's palm. Although this was her first incident since coming here, Fuhrer had warned her that there were individuals within Luxulania that would stop at nothing to absorb the Luxuria of other demons.

Should that happen, Fuhrer informed her that she should fight her hardest because there was a large chance that they would have performed this action countless times. At the very least, their Sin Purity would be obscure. What's more, this behavior was usually employed by Noblesse-level characters.

Immediately, Geneva's blazed with a pink flame as her Ira and Luxuria Stigmata's flared.  Thanks to her bloodline as an Infernal Succubus, she could use these two Stigmata in tandem without suffering a backlash. It simply cost an absurd amount of Luxuria to avoid the backlash.

But, the consumption of her resources was better than suffering the backlash of conflicting powers.

A moment later, Geneva held her rapier before he body while taking up a fencing stance. At the same time, her hood fell, revealing her stellar appearance, which was heightened by the presence of her haze. 

Once it fell, a sinister cackle was heard from the other side. "As expected of something carrying such a desirable type of Luxuria, that appearance is nothing to scoff at. It should even be on par with Lady Asmidia. Now I want to taste you even more!"

Woosh!

Numerous tentacles formed from Luxuria hurtled toward Geneva, attacking her from all angles. If one looked closely, they'd realized a number of small teeth on the edge of the tentacles. Not only were these tentacles used to employ attacks, but this was also how the individual absorbed Luxuria from others.

A sense of danger washed over Geneva's mind as she instinctively evaded and deflected the incoming tentacles, oftentimes using her wings to knock away some of the tentacles moving at an irregular.

"Oh, come on now~! Don't make this more difficult than it has to be. You should just resign yourself to the inevitable and accept this fateful event," the individual said with a cackle.

"Unfortunately, I have no intentions of doing so. In fact, I should say the same to you."