All Chapters of The Devil's Lust System: Chapter 81
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Meeting the Crown Princess
One of the guards shoved Desmond, sending his knees crashing onto the cold marble floor. A fine, silk-colored rattan whip suddenly dangled in her hand. Desmond looked up, feeling the Crown Princess’s gaze—cold and piercing."My father says you are nothing but a doll," Nefertari continued, leaning in slightly. "A doll with a... different kind of charm. I want to know if you are truly captivating, or just another clown in his game."A stinging pain erupted as the rattan whip struck his back. It was far from a serious wound, but enough to send a sharp jolt running through his spine. Desmond groaned, his teeth clenched tight, holding back the howl that threatened to escape. He knew he had to put on a show; appearing weak, manipulated, and desperate was the safest option. Yet, his gaze involuntarily locked with Nefertari’s, catching a tremor of discomfort in her eyes. There was hesitation beneath the arrogance."Just give up, slave," she whispered coldly,
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Conquering the Princess
"Silence," Nefertari said. But the command sounded like a whimper. She clutched the collar of her silk robe, as if the temperature had suddenly spiked in the room. Clearly, it wasn't Desmond who triggered the physical heat increase, but her newly unleashed inner desire.The Incubus System vibrated softly. Status: [Lust Energy: +10. Total 30/100]."They call me a naughty child," Nefertari sighed, her gaze shifting from Desmond to the closed chamber door. "They say I'm disrespectful. That's only because I refuse to be the Pharaoh's puppet. Not like the loyal and waiting Amun, or the stupid Vizier who only knows his rituals."She walked to the window, which opened onto the beautiful moon garden. The arrogance was gone, leaving the vulnerability of a girl struggling within a deadly hierarchy."You see me now. I hold the chain," Nefertari said, grabbing a jeweled chain from her table. "You, who must kneel. Yet, I myself am a slave to every rule in this
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The Arrival of Amun
Desmond hid behind the thick velvet curtains hanging in the corner of the room. His breath was held; the still half-crippled Incubus system inside him continued to hum softly, warning him of the heightened detection of the enemy's aura. General Amun was getting closer.“How dare you act so insolently toward me, slave?” hissed Nefertari, her voice slightly trembling, though she tried hard to keep her tone flat and full of hatred. She dared not look directly at the corner where Desmond was hiding, as if the presence of the Devil’s shadow was terrifying enough for her.“Insolent?” replied a deep, threatening voice from outside the door, more piercing than the squeak of an opening door. It was General Amun’s voice. The aura of arrogance and dominance he radiated seemed capable of seeping through the wooden cracks. “The insolent one is the one who dares to let a demon sneak in right under her own nose! Open the door, Crown Princess. I sense something is amiss here.”
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The Pharaoh's Test
Desmond remained silent. Amun stood near the Pharaoh, his face sour. Amun spoke on behalf of Khufu II: "Our Lord watches over a filthy slave such as you. Do you dare deny that you have defiled our daughter, Nefertari?"Desmond raised his face and nodded slowly. "The Crown Princess is a beauty worthy of admiration. I have obeyed her to the best of my ability."Nefertari disagreed. "Lies," Nefertari cried, rushing into the audience chamber. She bowed respectfully to her father, but her anger was palpable. "Father, he is only a servant. My slave has spoken improperly..."The Pharaoh raised a hand. A total silence enveloped the hall. "Silence, my daughter. This is not a matter of private indecency," he said coldly. "This is a matter of spiritual filth. This slave, Amun tells me, did not kneel upon seeing the Pharaoh. He does not acknowledge My Divinity. Amun, what transpired in my daughter's chambers?"Amun meticulously explained how Desmond had vanis
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In the Vizier's Moral Clutches
"Kneel!"Desmond stumbled forward as a rough shove landed on his back. Silver chains clattered loudly as he hit the cold stone floor. Dust flew up."Cough! Could you lighten up a bit?" Desmond spat, wiping the corner of his bleeding lip. He looked up at the bald priests surrounding him. "You call yourselves holy men, but you treat people rougher than market thugs.""Silence, Demon," one of the priests spat near Desmond's feet. "You're lucky Vizier Setnakhte didn't just have you beheaded.""Oh, so I should be grateful?" Desmond chuckled cynically, his eyes scanning the room. "What is this place? Cramped, smells like moss, and... wait, why does the air feel so empty?""This is the Chamber of Purification," another dry voice answered from the stairs.Footsteps echoed descending the stone stairs. Vizier Setnakhte appeared, his white robe billowing. His face was flat, emotionless, like a death mask."Chamber of Purification?" Desmond sat up, leaning his back against the cell wall. "Cool na
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Forbidden Rituals in the Darkness
The following night, Tahira returned. This time she brought bread, cheese, and more importantly: she wasn't wearing her veil."You came," Desmond greeted her, waiting behind the bars."I just brought you the leftovers from dinner," Tahira deflected, handing him the cloth bundle. "Don't get any ideas.""Of course, of course," Desmond took the bread, biting into it ravenously. "But you took off your veil. Who is that for? For me?"Tahira turned her face away, her cheeks flushing under the dim light of the wall torch. "It's hot in here. That's all.""You're beautiful, Tahira," Desmond said. "It's a shame beauty like this is hidden away in a stone fortress.""Stop with the sweet talk," Tahira knelt down in front of the cell, hugging her knees. "You know what? Today Setnakhte punished a servant just because she laughed too loudly. He said laughter invites demons.""The old man is insane," Desmond commented, chewing the c
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The Restless High Priestess
"Desmond... you..." Tahira stared at him in disbelief."Run, Tahira," Desmond said quickly. "Get out of here. Take his wealth, run to your family. This old man is finished."Desmond turned to face Setnakhte, who was trying to stand, his face scorched."You... Devil..." Setnakhte groaned."And you're a hypocrite," Desmond spat near the Vizier's face. "Don't look for me. Or next time, I'll break your neck, not your toy."Desmond saw the priests starting to stir. "Time to go."He activated *Shadow Step*. His body faded into a black shadow, shooting up the stairs, leaving the ruined dungeon and the Vizier roaring in the wreckage of his pride.Tonight, Desmond had won a crushing victory.Night in Thebes was never truly silent. Between the sigh of the desert wind and the chirping of crickets, there was another vibration—the hum of ancient magic coating the city like dust.Desmond slid between the colossa
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The Power-Hungry Queen
"Look at me," Desmond commanded, using a low dose of the *Whisper of Submission*. Not to enslave her, but to open her inner eye. "See what I carry. You seek knowledge, don't you? You seek the secrets of other dimensions that aren't found in those old papyrus scrolls?"Seraphina fell silent. Her breath hitched. As their skin touched, she glimpsed—just a glimpse—into Desmond’s mind. She saw cities of iron in the future, saw burning skies, and saw the *Void* between dimensions.That was the knowledge she had sought her entire life.Seraphina’s knees went weak. Not from fear, but from intellectual *euphoria*."What... what was that?" she asked, her voice stripped of its haughty tone."A snippet," Desmond released her hand. "The world outside this sandbox."Seraphina backed away, leaning against the altar. She looked at Desmond with a new perspective. No longer an enemy, but the key to a gateway."You are not human," she murm
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Primal Power Against the Sword
"Bold," Hatshepsut smiled faintly, waving her camel-feather fan. "Nefertari says you have a special talent. She claims you can make even a stone statue feel passion.""The Crown Princess is too generous with her praise," Desmond glanced briefly at Nefertari. Nefertari’s face flushed, a mix of embarrassment and jealousy at seeing Desmond become the center of attention."Prove it," Hatshepsut challenged. She pointed toward the group of officials' wives. "See Lady Merit over there? Her husband is Khufu's loudest loyal supporter. Make her forget who her husband is tonight.""What is the reward?" Desmond asked boldly.The guards gasped. Nefertari held her breath. No one bargained with Hatshepsut.Hatshepsut leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with interest. "The reward... I will not hand you back to Setnakhte. And perhaps, if your work is exceptional, I will allow you into my private chambers.""Deal," Desmond rose.He wal
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Meeting in the Sacred Place
Desmond looked at Hatshepsut and nodded."I accept," Desmond said. "Let's dance, Amun."The festive atmosphere turned chilling. The guests backed away, forming a circle. The music died, replaced by the sound of drawn swords and the murderous aura emanating from both men.Tonight, the palace’s marble floor would be painted red.A circle of spectators formed in the center of the palace hall. The air was heavy with tension. On one side stood General Amun in bronze, magic-plated armor, his sword glowing orange from a fire spell. On the other, Desmond wore a thin tunic and was unarmed."You will die, Slave," Amun snarled, taking a fighting stance. "This sword is blessed by the War Priests. One scratch, and your blood boils."Desmond stretched his neck. *"Sabrun, analyze the attack patterns."**"The enemy relies on 'Brute Force' and Fire Magic. Speed is slow due to heavy armor. Use Shadow Step for hit and run."*"All
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