Mart began to pace calmly around the room while he waited for a response. His intelligence prevented him from becoming too agitated, and the cursed energy instilled him with a malicious confidence.
Mart stopped, the red irises of his eyes, caused by the cursed energy, suddenly turning gray and lifeless.
Selenia was surprised, not understanding what was happening, but she cald down when she saw Mart shake his head. She understood that she should not act.
For Mart, the loss of vision reminded him of the situation the real Mart had experienced when he opened the letter containing the powerful cursed diagram. But since he had only lost his sense of sight, he used his demonic perception to continue walking around the room without any problems.
"You are very brave. I like you, maybe I feel sothing more..." said the female voice maliciously.
Mart did not react, he just kept waiting for a response from the mysterious entity, because he knew that saying sothing reckless could be fatal, since he did not know the extent of the power of the entity that was communicating with him. There was also the option of using the capital trait of lust, but he did not want to waste his resources unnecessarily.
"Should I take away another sense and see how you react?" asked the female voice expectantly.
[The demonic system has detected a threat]
[The demonic system will block the connection]
"Wait, there’s no need," Mart told the system.
Mart lost his sense of touch, making him feel disoriented, but he quickly surrounded his body with demonic energy and used his demonic perception to continue sensing the location of things.
"Do you want to know what I want?" the female voice asked maliciously.
Mart lost his sense of hearing, but without flinching, he replied in his mind:
"Yes, tell what you want."
"If you reject , I will get angry," said the female voice in a mocking and threatening tone. She communicated directly with Mart’s mind.
"You’ve been watching . Don’t overstep your bounds, and I won’t reject you," Mart replied.
Mart fell to his knees and vomited blood, and there were worms in the blood.
"You are very bold," replied the female voice, questioning Mart’s insolence.
"I have to be, if I want to achieve what I desire," Mart replied confidently.
[Pride Trait Activated]
[All attributes temporarily increase by 30 while acting presumptuously before a superior being]
[Greed Trait Activated]
[You will obtain five tis everything you earn]
Despite the loss of his senses, Mart could understand the aning of the notifications as if they were data sent directly to his brain.
"It would be a good ti to have a ’dark shadow’ pill or to kill a conspirator," Mart thought to himself and smiled.
-Swear by your demonic core that when I tell you my na, you will pronounce it without hesitation.
-I want you to give more cursed energy, Mart demanded.
Mart vomited blood again, regained his sense of touch, and his bones fractured, causing him great pain.
"I will not agree. Besides, if you wanted to kill , you would have done so already," said Mart, ignoring the pain.
"Swear it!"
[Cursed energy increased by 25]
Mart thought about the gain.
"You are still weak. You will not resist my power any longer," clarified the female voice.
Mart took the oath, and imdiately regained all his senses and his wounds healed.
Hundreds and hundreds of whispers from demons who were suffering, resentful, hateful, or envious entered Marr’s mind.
Mart suppressed the cursed energy, which stopped him from hearing the whispers, and the presence of the female entity disappeared, although he knew she was still watching him.
Mart stood up, and Selenia approached him and asked what had happened.
"Entities that must not be nad. Never contact any of them. I don’t want to have to face a being of that caliber, because I know that if you are in danger, I will not hesitate." Mart warned her as he sat down on the edge of the bed, because he knew that she also practiced the cursed arts.
Selenia did not oppose Mart’s advice.
...
An hour and a few minutes later, Selenia dressed in a uniform she carried in her demon ring and climbed out the window of Mart’s new room.
"So things never change," Mart thought with a smile.
Then he thought about the tyrannical and terrifying power with which the superior presence had tried to intimidate him.
"It would be interesting to be able to do that," Mart couldn’t help but smile, and a red spot moved in the blue iris of his right eye.
...
A few minutes later, Mart rembered the letter Iristel had given him. Since he was alone, he decided to open it.
When he saw the date, he knew it had been sent a week after the Sevec marquisate won the war on the border.
He had been in a coma for almost two months, so he hadn’t sent a proper reply, and he hoped the sender of the letter wasn’t expecting one.
Upon reading the letter, he learned that, due to a request from Balac Sevec, he had been reinstated to the first-class dormitories, and the marquisate had been sending him a monthly allowance of 100,000 gold coins.
"The real Mart was certainly fortunate," he concluded upon reading the monthly sum, which, although less than his savings, was still a large amount.
In the end, the rest of the letter was a ssage from Teraz Sevec congratulating his son on his recent achievents. In addition, his father inford him that a concubine from the race of beast won that Balac Sevec rescued at the auction was waiting for him in the marquisate.
"Wow, this really surprises ; although considering the customs of the Sevec marquisate, they must have demanded the cost of the money spent at the auction and a little more, or that this woman beco the concubine of one of the young n of the Sevec family. This is what they call the power of money," thought Mart, putting the letter back in his demonic bag.
Mart went into the bathroom, took a shower, and while doing so, he saw that the circular mark around his right forearm had beco a little wider.
"Nothing is free," Mart concluded regarding the mark on his right forearm.
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