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Chapter 142: The Woman In The Painting

Chapter 142: The Woman In The Painting
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The Incubus System Chapter 142. The Woman In The Painting

09:41 AM

I stepped my feet through the corridor which was getting crowded as I endured the pain in my body. My sight was getting blurry.

'Just a little more ...'

"-hah-hah-hah ..." My breathing was getting heavier as I continued to move my legs which were also getting heavier to step into the quiet toilet.

- Clek!

I locked my stall as soon as I entered and pressed my back against the wall by my side to support myself.

'Dark Healing!' I immediately used my Dark Healing six times.

[Dark Healing has been used.]

Dark aura covered my body and disappeared along with the pain that tormented me.

[Your HP has restored 600 points.]

I tried to catch my breath and leaned my head against the wall behind me. Slowly my sight began to return to normal.

'Taking over a slave's body isn't a good idea ...' Well, but I didn't regret it, since I could protect Camila and confirm Ian's condition. To be honest, I didn't expect Miguel to do that to his own subordinates. I was silent for a moment as I remembered Ian's words about Myra and my brain was deep in thought. I was planning to frame Miguel and Myra and even make them have sex in front of the reporters to uncover their scandal. That way, Camila would win the trial automatically, but if Myra didn't come tomorrow, I couldn't carry out my plan.

'I have to change my plans ...' And I got it. This time I was going to make Miguel take me to Myra. All I needed was to raise my level and skills since there was an important skill that I needed for this plan.

'Well, I think I will go hunting some demons tonight.' Besides that, I was curious about how far Myra had prepared their plan. So I planned on using Foxy to sneak in into her office later. I couldn't use Ian and the others because they were Miguel's subordinates, it would be very strange if they suddenly came to Tempestechnologies office for no reason. Even though Miguel and Myra were ordinary people, I still had to be careful of them. Apart from that, there was one other thing I wanted to find out. I closed my eyes.

'Connect me to Finley.'

[You are connected with Finley.]

'I want you to find out about a woman named Eve,' I ordered. That name bothered me because only one Eve that popped into my head was Princess Eve of Euthenia. But of course, that was impossible because Princess Eve died a thousand years ago.

'Yes, Mr Damian.' After hearing his answer, I opened my eyes.

I took a couple of deep breaths before my hand moved to unlock my stall. My feet just stepped out, but Larry was already standing in front of me like a ghost who suddenly appeared.

"Why are you here?" I asked spontaneously in surprise. I thought he was still in the Cafeteria.

"I was following you. Are you all right? What was that noise? Did Olivia make you cry again?" he asked in worry. His eyes observed my sweaty face.

"I'm fine. I just had a stomach ache and it was just a flushing sound from my toilet," I reasoned in a calm tone. I could guess he heard the hissing sound of my Dark Healing skill.

"Really?" he said in disbelief.

I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah, I'm totally fine. You don't have to worry about me," I confirmed once again. My feet stepped past him to the sink to wash my face.

After a couple of splash of water, I lifted my head and Larry was at my side.

"What?" I asked with a frown as my hand turned off the tap.

"Could it be ... Did you cry because you were afraid I would find out that you didn't have a real girlfriend?" he made a wild guess.

I sighed and turned to him.

"She's right under your nose. You don't have to worry about that." Then I walked towards the exit. While he followed me with his eyes that continued to watch my expression.

"I knew it! She made you cry again, right?" asked Larry curiously. I knew who he meant was Olivia.

"I told you I wasn't crying, it was just my toilet flushing sound," I tried to reassure him. I didn't have any other reason because it was just me in that toilet, but the hissing sound was also far from the sobbing voice.

"Oh c'mon. You can tell me everything," he persuaded.

"I told you I'm fine." My feet kept moving.

Finally, he walked over to me impatiently and grabbed both of my shoulders, making me stop my steps. His eyes on me.

"Ethan, listen to me. That crazy bodyguard is a bad idea. If she ---"

"Who do you mean by that crazy bodyguard, huh?" Olivia's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Larry gasped in shock. While I could see Olivia looking at him from behind with a murderous gaze.

In an instant, the serious look in Larry's eyes turned into a pleading look begging for my help. He didn't even dare to turn around.

While I replied with a 'told ya' look.

Knowing I couldn't help him, he gulped hard.

"Ah! I forgot something in my locker! I have to pick it up before the class starts. Bye!" And he quickly ran away.

My gaze shifted to Emma and Olivia who were standing in front of me.

"Please forgive him."

Olivia let out an irritated sigh.

"He's starting to get on my nerves."

"Yea, I know. I've been trying to advise him, but ..." I shook my head.

"It's not your fault. Just forget it," Olivia said. Although a trace of annoyance still lingered in her voice, she seemed to have gotten used to Larry's attitude.

"Why are you guys here? I thought we'd meet at the Cafeteria."

"Olivia forgot her book in the printer room, so we want to get it back," replied Emma.

Meanwhile, Olivia checked her watch and realized there wasn't much time before the class started.

"Our class is almost starting." She turned to Emma, who was standing beside her.

"Wait for me. I'll be right back." Then she left.

"Ethan, are you all right?" asked Emma worriedly.

"I'm fine. Thank you for helping me earlier," I replied with a smile.

"Did something happen?"

"Yeah." I approached her and leaned my body closer to her. But of course, since we were in college I wasn't as bold when we were alone.

"It's about Camila," I said in a low voice.

"Did Olivia's father hurt her again?" she said in the same low voice. Her expression turned serious.

I nodded my head.

"I think that's why Olivia looks paler today. But she didn't want to say anything to me."

"She also didn't want to say anything to me." She sighed.

"I think we should let Olivia cool off."

"Yeah, I thought the same. We still have plenty of time." Then I remembered about my dinner with Larry.

"Emma, would you like to join me for dinner with Larry's family tomorrow?"

"Dinner with Larry's family?" She looked at me in confusion since usually a girl would be invited to have dinner with the boy family, not his friend's family.

I smiled awkwardly.

"This is because of Larry's and my foolishness, so we have to bring our girlfriends to Larry's mother to prove that we are normal."

She giggled.

"I never thought you could get into trouble because of this. At what time?" she asked.

"Around 4:30 PM, at Nighthallow City."

"Okay," she said with a smile.

"Thank you."

A second later, Olivia ran over to us and we turned to her.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," she said breathlessly.

"Have you got your book?" I asked.

Olivia showed the book in her hand and smiled.

"Got it. Let's go." And we walked to our class.

Miguel's PoV

Miguel sat on the chair in his private office with an annoyed face. This was the tenth time he asked Camila to give up, but she didn't budge.

'That b*tch! How much longer does she want to behave like that?! '

His hand was busy flipping through an old history book on his desk carefully. It was the first history book and original book about the war between two demon lords a thousand years ago. He traced that important event because he knew the Aeros royal family had covered up the real incident. One of them was about the first prince of Aeros who was also Princess Eve's ex-husband betrayal as well as the fact that Lord Damon, the strongest Demon Lord was once the Aeros royal Family's prisoner for more than 10 years!

Once Miguel and Myra found out about it, they planned to catch the demon lord again. Wasn't that the technology getting more advanced now? So they should be able to do better than the Aeros royal family. They knew, with the Demon Lord's power they could dominate this world. That's why they came up with this demon slavery plan. They planned to enslave as many demons as possible to attack that demon lord. After he was weakened, they would use a special demon magic collar to enslave the demon lord. But since the special magic collar was still under the development, they needed a lot of money for it. That's why Miguel had to get rid of Camila and take over the Nightbough. corp for himself.

He turned to the large painting that was hanging on the wall beside him. A purple-haired woman with a beautiful face and wearing a white gold dress smiled elegantly. The inscription of Princess Eve of Euthenia was on the edge of the painting along with the painter's name, Diorix. She was also one of the reasons why Miguel did this. He knew that Princess Eve of Euthenia was still alive because a few years ago, he had accidentally seen her emerge from a dark crack in an alley in the Lightglen City. In an instant, he immediately recognized her as Princess Eve because he had always been in love with the woman in that painting. He guessed that the true history was, Lord Damon had captured the princess and forced her to company him. That's why Miguel decided to become that poor princess' white knight and released her from the demon lord.

Then he met Myra, she had the intelligence and the same purpose as him, to bring the world under their feet. But in contrast to him, Myra did it to take revenge on the demon hunter association that had fired her and made her live under their spell for the rest of her life, a special spell that made her unable to tell anything about the demon hunter association.

Miguel smirked as his eyes remained on the painting.

"Soon ... Soon ... I will make you mine."

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