Chapter 99: Spanking Master

“Perhaps next time, I’ll let you be the one in charge,” I added with a playful smirk, relishing in the way her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of crimson.

Serafall’s response was a sputtered protest, her words stumbling over each other in a jumble of embarrassment and indignation.

As Serafall composed herself, she couldn’t help but ask me a question.

“Who are you?” she inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity.

“If you are Sona’s sister, then she would have told you who I am,” I replied with a hint of mischief in my tone.

Serafall raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by my response. “She told me that you are an ordinary mage, new to the supernatural world. But you were able to put restrictions on me, so you’re not an ordinary mage,” she concluded, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied me.

“Are you a God from a different faction?” Serafall’s question caught me off guard, her words hanging in the air like a weighty secret waiting to be revealed.

“A God? Me?” I echoed, unable to suppress a laugh at the absurdity of the notion. “No, nothing quite so grandiose, I’m afraid.”

Technically, I am but no need say that I am Vampire God or Lord of All Bloodlines.

Serafall’s brow furrowed in confusion, her curiosity piqued by my response. “Then what are you?”

How to explain my true identity without giving away too much? After all, I had to maintain some semblance of mystery, didn’t I?

“Well, let’s just say I’m a… freelance tourist,” I replied cryptically. I am a tourist more like a world tourist.

“But you aren’t an ordinary mage, are you?” Serafall asked.

I simply smiled in response, neither confirming nor denying her observation. After all, a magician never reveals their secrets, right?

“How did you restricte my moment.” Serafall asked.

“Hey, system, buy the cheapest movement restriction artifact available,” I instructed.

ding

[-1000 karma points]

[Congratulations! You obtained ‘Bane of Movement’.]

With a theatrical flourish, I presented the ‘Bane of Movement’ to Serafall, watching as her eyes widened with curiosity and apprehension.

“Well, my dear Serafall,” I began, adopting my best dramatic tone, “it seems I have a few tricks up my sleeve.”

Serafall’s expression was a mixture of intrigue and wariness as she eyed the artifact in my hand. I could practically see the wheels turning in her head as she tried to decipher its purpose.

“So, how does it work?” she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

•••

Serafall

As Serafall made her way to the Underworld to attend to her duties as the Devil King, her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of her conversation with Alexander.

However, amidst the flurry of responsibilities and plans swirling in her mind, one thought kept nagging at her: she had forgotten to ask him about his lover.

“Oh, I forgot to ask Alex-chan about his lover,” she murmured to herself, a hint of regret in her voice. Her curiosity gnawed at her, urging her to turn back and seek out Alexander once more, just to satisfy her own intrigue.

However, amidst her musings, a different memory surfaced—one that sent a flush creeping up her cheeks. It was the memory of Alexander’s firm hand landing on her rear, the sting of his touch leaving a lingering sensation that she couldn’t shake.

She discreetly shifted in her magical girl dress, feeling a twinge of discomfort as she recalled the embarrassing moment. Her cheeks warmed further as she couldn’t help but touch her posterior, a lingering reminder of Alexander’s unexpected punishment.

“That NTR basterd made this magic girl go through something that embarrassing, I have to,” she trailed off, her cheeks flushing with color as scandalous thoughts about Alexander flooded her mind.

Despite her position as the Devil King, Serafall couldn’t deny the allure of Alexander’s mysterious charm.

There was something undeniably captivating about him, something that stirred feelings within her that she couldn’t quite explain.

“That bastard didn’t even mention which faction he was from till the end. I think he’s from the Greek pantheon,” she mused, her thoughts drifting to his handsome and alluring aura.

“Sona-chan, you fell for a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

•••

[You Spanked Serafall, one of devil King.]

[700 karma point acquired.]

[Congratulations! You obtained the title: Spanking Master.]

Spanking Master: When Spanking someone it will give pleasure instead of pain.

[You purchased a artifact from the shop for first time.]

[50 karma point acquired.]

[Congratulations! You changed Serafall relationship towards you from ‘Brother in law’ to ‘??? ‘]

[100 karma point acquired.]

[Serafall Leviathan, Ultimate-Class Devil
King]

???: 100%

Description: Currently curious about which faction you are from.

Accept you as sona’s finance

Going to take revenge for spanking her.

Remark: Aiming both Little sister and Big Sister, my boy, Alex, you are making me proud.

After looking at my system notifications, I asked Death.

“Hey death what is question mark in relationship stats, this is my first time seeing this.”

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