Chapter 411: Between Father and Son I

The Incubus System Chapter 409. Between Father and Son I

In an instant, we had moved to the entertainment room. My attention was immediately drawn to the BDSM tools. Even though I tried to ignore them, it was impossible not to notice it.

'Seriously? Why here? Doesn't he have any common sense?' I cringed so hard on the inside. I wanted to talk about something personal with him, not want to 'take a personal lesson' from him. Moreover, we were two adult men. Worse, we were father and son so I couldn't shake off this awkwardness. I meant, which father brought his son to this kind of room to talk about personal things?

But judging from Lord Damon's relaxed expression, I bet I was the only one who felt awkward in this situation.

Lord Damon clapped his hands twice and the classic music started to flow.

"I thought the dark dimension didn't have music?" I totally ignored the fact that the music didn't fit the room.

"Where did that conclusion come from?" He walked casually to the minibar and snapped his fingers, using his Telekinesis. One of the alcohol bottles floated from the rack. Crystal glass was also out of the place. On his side, a big ice cube came out of the small refrigerator and jumped into the glass while the bottle poured the blood-red liquid into it.

My mind went back to how the winged demon danced like a broken robot at Celia's prom.

"Just a random guess," I said, following him.

He smiled proudly.

"Of course we have it. We have everything that humans have. Technology, entertainment, transportation and everything." He turned to me, showing his arrogant expression at me.

"The difference is, we have much more power and humans are nothing compared to us." He took a seat in front of the minibar casually, took his drink and spun it.

"Want some?" he offered. Another glass was already on the table and the bottle was already floating by its side.

I took a seat on his side.

"No, thanks," I refused since I didn't know what that drink's side effects were. The color of the liquid reminded me of blood anyway and I had no interest in drinking any blood, demon or human.

"Fine. Suit yourself." The empty glass returned to its shelf and the bottle landed on the table.

"What do you want to talk about?" Then he turned to the front and finished his drink in one gulp.

"Will I get that teleport skill one day?" I asked. Actually, that wasn't my main question but I couldn't contain my curiosity.

He put down his glass.

"Of course. Teleportation skill is a must for the demon king's lineage."

"When?"

He turned to me and gave me an annoying grin.

"Are you envious of me?"

"Yes. That skill is so annoying." The tone of my voice showed how his teleportation skill irritated me. No, not only him, even Lilieth could do the same with him.

"But it's also cool at the same time," I admitted. With that, I could dodge and ambush my enemies with ease. Not to mention it would be a useful skill to face Letos later.

My impatience managed to bring a happy smile to his face.

"Soon. Once you reach enough levels, you will get it."

"Good to hear that." Well, I hoped it would be sooner than that, but I couldn't complain.

"Is that all you wanted to ask?"

"I wanted to ask about that armor. Why did you make it?" I asked.

A breath escaped his mouth as a smirk formed on his lips. As if I was asking an obvious thing.

"Why? It's for you, of course."

"I know it's for me. But going to the Torture Abyss was my idea, not yours." I made my point.

"Have you prepared another training ground for me?" I made a wild guess. That was all I could think of. If not, why would he prepare that armor for?

But my question made his smirk disappear. His grim expression took its place.

"... No." He returned his gaze to the front and flicked his finger. The bottle floated and refilled his glass.

"Then what?" His reaction made me even more curious. For sure from his expression, I could tell it wasn't something good.

"I have my reasons," he said in a nonchalant tone. Again, he finished his drink in one gulp.

"Are you shy or something? I know you care about me. I'm sure that armor is not something that can be made in a short time. Just say it. I know you made it for a reason." I realized he was bad at expressing himself and acting like a prideful demon king for too long. But I wanted to know the reason.

He took a deep breath and poured his alcohol again. His eyes were still fixed on the wine rack in front of him. Totally ignored me.

Upon his silence, I snatched his glass before he could take it.

"Are you gonna tell me or what?" I asked straight to the point.

But he replied to me with another annoying smirk.

"Drink it. I will tell you after that," he challenged.

I frowned upon his words.

"Are you serious? Stop messing with me."

He leaned to me, showing his arrogant expression at me.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" he half hissed.

I replied with a flat stare.

'No. But you look like you're trolling me.' But thinking again, he always put on his arrogant face whenever he had the chance so I would assume he was serious.

"Fine. I will drink it." Well, in the worst case I could use my Dispel skill to neutralize any side effects from this drink.

My gaze fell on the red liquid in the glass in my hand.

'Here goes for nothing.' I shoved the drink into my mouth in one go, numbing my tongue and hoping I didn't taste weird things from the bloody liquid.

As soon as I lowered the glass, a series of coughs escaped my mouth. The taste of thick alcohol mixed with a bittersweet taste pierced my tongue and tickled my throat. Although it was drinkable, this drink tasted different from usual alcoholic drinks. It was much stronger than any alcohol I've ever drank. I could even feel the heat from inside my body just because of that single glass.

"Now spill it out," I said between my coughs.

But as soon as I returned my gaze, I saw his gloomy expression.