Chapter 65: Chapter 65
Mart walked to the entrance of the black colored wall, once it transformed into the wrathful face, Mart entered the maw of that face. Once he entered the restricted library, the green-haired, bespectacled student took out the book "demonic hearts", Mart thanked and the student just nodded.
"It will be expensive, but I must buy several demonic items and objects, it is better to be prepared, if I survive this test, I have great chances to become stronger and more powerful," Mart sat on the desk, looked at the book for a few seconds and then opened it to start reading:
Most likely you already have an idea of the beings that dominated the ancient times and part of the age of ruin. You should also have a slight idea of the power these beings possessed. Also, if you were fortunate and learned the energy absorption technique, you should already have an idea of the potential this technique has.
After reading, learning and applying the knowledge found in the books that my teacher offered me, I was able to leave the three-year long confinement that I spent in my large and sumptuous room that was already beginning to feel small; it was like having lost my wings and then recovering them, you value things more after having lost them or when you have the opportunity to understand the value of the things you own. Fortunately, my confinement was only temporary and so was the loss of my freedom. The first thing I did when I left, was to walk around the entire palace to familiarize myself with the surroundings again, I visited every corner and greeted the servants and maids, after that I left the sumptuous palace and walked through the wide and beautiful garden in which everything was meticulously cut, to give uniformity and beauty to the garden in which were the most beautiful and fragrant flowers, after enjoying the beauty of the surroundings I walked to the great dome that was in the middle of the garden. The dome had a golden roof, white pilasters, and a marble surface, on which stood on two sumptuous tablecloths separated by a distance of almost two meters, my master and Asmodeo of lust whom I met that day.
At the moment I approached my master to greet him; Asmodeo, of androgynous and beautiful appearance, with black, straight and long hair which reminded me of the night; eyes with a dark red color; pale white skin; slender figure; he was wearing a simple tunic but made with the best materials, the tunic was black and had some red flowers that were meticulously embroidered; he looked at me and told me with a mischievous and subtle smile:
-Do you like what you see? -He paused to look me straight in the eyes. -I’m the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, aren’t I?
I froze, swallowed saliva and then looked at my master who shook his head and said arrogantly:
-How pitiful you are my disciple; there is no one who equals in any positive aspect with your master and still you doubt?
-Don’t bother him too much; little one, do you want to come to my territory? -Asmodeo asked me with a captivating voice that made me feel calm and peaceful; but in the end I answered respectfully that I would not go with him because I owed loyalty to my master. I must admit that at that point in my life I was already becoming aware of how beautiful some of the maids in my master’s palace were and I did not want a mysterious demon to test my virility.
Shortly after three lesser beings approached; one was a beautiful demon of slender figures and exquisite curves, who only wore a garment to hide what she had to hide, which allowed to appreciate the clean pink skin of that beautiful demon with long red hair; the second was a human, with blonde hair, shiny and wavy, her figure was slender giving her the appearance of a delicate beauty that with a touch could leave you longing for what could have been, she wore a white silk dress, which allowed to slightly appreciate her body; the third was an Angelical, a being with wings and light blue hair, green eyes like the most precious emeralds, pure white skin, slender figure, wore a red sleeveless sweater and black bloomers. The three lesser beings, no lesser in beauty, all three sat around Asmodeo.
The red-haired demoness served him wine; the blond-haired human carefully fed him fruits of the highest quality, taste and beauty; and the Angelic one waved a golden fan carefully to create a pleasant breeze with which Asmodeus would be satisfied.
Asmodeo looked at me again and said:
-You see, this and more is what is in my territory. Tell me, do you want any of the three, or do you want all three. Pleasure doesn’t have to be a bad thing.
Those last words echoed in my mind, but a few seconds later I looked at the beautiful demon and the lovely human, I expected to find a trace of sadness in their gazes, I thought Asmodeos’ words would leave them disappointed, but they looked at me with a captivating warmth as if they wanted me to be near, as if they were inviting me to act. I took a deep breath and then exhaled, the temptation was great, but I had no desire to give in.
The lovely human offered a grape to Asmodeo and he subtly opened his mouth for the grape and the lovely human’s slender, slender fingertips to subtly enter, then Asmodeo stepped back, took out a handkerchief and elegantly wiped a drop of the grape juice that slid down his lips and said to me:
-If that’s not enough, how about including me?
It was a terrifying proposition, I looked at my master, he was the only escape route to keep my path, and my master said to me:
-Undecided disciple, make sure you know what you want, and you will never doubt; only then can you be a little like I am, who never doubts. Falling under the spell of enchantment, you shame your master.
I couldn’t deny it was unfortunate; the first thing it takes to fall under someone’s spell is to realize that the person is fascinating in and of themselves. After my master’s reprimand, I kept quiet and listened to what Asmodeo told him.