Strongest Mage with the Lust system

"Commander. This isn't the time to waste time on such things. We need to meet the branch leader as soon as possible. Young lady Amara's life might be in danger." Keritch said before moving deeper into the mansion. Seriath followed behind him after nodding at the guard commander.

(A/N: Amara's father is being addressed as branch leader here because he is the leader of this branch of the blood wing tribe. In the previous chapter, Amara called her father an elder because he was also one of the elders of the entire tribe. I hope it's not confusing.)

Seeing that their commander didn't stop the duo from entering, a demon guard spoke up, "Lord commander, shouldn't we stop them? The branch leader had ordered us not to let anyone in unannounced."

Slap!

The commander slapped him as soon as he spoke and said in anger, "Do you think I don't want to? But they are five fucking star demons. Given how urgent they seemed, if I had tried to stop them even after their 'explanation', it would've enraged them. What if they killed me in anger? Who is going to be responsible?"

The guard who just got slapped wiped the blood from his lips and apologised, "Forgive me for speaking without consideration, lord commander."

"Hmph!" The commander harrumphed and said, "You guys return to your posts. I'll follow them inside."

Whoosh!

Saying this, he flew behind the duo. If he was present with them when the branch leader met them, his punishment would not be too serious. If not, he would be charged with the dereliction of duty and his punishment would be harsh, which he didn't want.

After he left, the slapped guard spat out a mouthful of blood and resentfully said, "Such a coward! Wait until I become a four-star demon, too. Then I'll whoop your ass."

"Hehe. You'll only be an early-stage demon while he is already a mid-stage. How will you achieve that right after breaking through to the four-star? Could it be that you've awakened your bloodline?" Someone mockingly asked. Hearing this, others also started laughing.

"Tch! I meant after becoming stronger than him. Now, stop showing your teeth and let's return to our posts or he will cry about it, too." The first demon hurriedly changed the topic before flying away.

…

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Keritch and Seriath sped toward the enormous hall in the centre.

However, before they could barge in, they were stopped by the two guards standing outside the hall. "Halt!"

Seriath was about to shout at them, but when he saw their faces, his words stuck in his throat. These two guards were also five-star demons, and they were strong than Keritch or him, so he had to show them their due respect.

"Old sirs, we need to meet branch leader urgently. It's related to young lady Amara's safety." Keritch said with a light bow.

"Oh?" The two old demons raised their brows. After exchanging a glance, they nodded. However, just as they were about to take out their communication crystals, a laughing voice sounded from the side.

"Hehe, why are you guys in such a hurry?"

When the two old guards, Keritch and Seriath, glanced in the voice's direction, they saw a handsome man walking toward them. He was wearing a dazzling blood red robe and had a relaxed smile on his face.

(A/N: It's a male demon but constantly addressing them as male demon or female demon is weird so I'll call write them as man or woman.)

Seeing him, all of them kneeled down on one knee and saluted in unison, "Greetings, young Lord Osmont." This was the branch leader's son and Amara's half-brother.

"Please rise and tell me what's the matter. Why do you guys seem worried?" Osmont asked.

One of the two old demons glanced at Keritch and Seriath and said, "They are our branch elders, Keritch and Seriath, respectively. They want to meet branch leader urgently because they have some news related to young lady Amara's safety."

"Oh? What happened to my dear sister?" Osmont asked with interest.

"What happened was…" Seriath took the chance and told him everything he knew.

After hearing everything, Osmont sighed, "I grieve your losses."

"Thank you, young Lord. However, that's not important right now. Young lady Amara's safety is the most important concern right now." Seriath said, faking his concern.

He was constantly praying that she should be alive because if she was also dead, the branch leader might blame her death on their deceased sons and it would create a lot of trouble for their families.

Even though Keritch was furious and saddened by his son's death, he had to suppress it and show concern for Amara's safety, too.

Osmont looked at them with the same relaxed smiled and said, "Alright. I'll go and talk to father. You guys wait here."

Saying this, he pushed open the giant gates and walked inside.

Seriath looked at Keritch and spoke through telepathy. [It seems the rumours are true. Young Lord Osmont doesn't like young lady Amara. He didn't seem concerned at all.]

Keritch glared at him and replied coldly, [It's good you finally know. Now shut up. Although your useless son's doesn't affect you much, it's not the same with me. If you speak another work to me, I'll chop your wings off.]

Hearing this, Seriath became angry and shouted back, [I dare you to touch me, you cheap bastard? And it's your son who was useless. He must be the reason my son and possibly lady Amara are dead.]

Boom!

When Keritch heard this, his anger flared, and his demon energy burst out uncontrollably before he punched toward Seriath.

Boom!

Seriath didn't back down. He also released his demon energy and threw his fist at the incoming punch.

Thud!

However, before their attacks could collied, an even more formidable demon energy burst out from the one of the old guards and froze them in their place.

"Where do you think you are right now? Behave or I won't mind teaching you both a lesson." He coldly said.

Keritch and Seriath glared at each other before apologising to the old man and stood silently.

Meanwhile, Osmont walked to the end of the hall, respectfully kneeled down on one knee and looked at the wall in front of him and said, "Lord Father. It seems little sister Amara is in trouble, or perhaps she has already…"

Before he could complete his sentence, an apathetic voice sounded in his ears, [Don't be happy. She is still alive. Now it's your duty to bring her back unharmed.]

Hearing this, Osmont's eyes flickered, and he let out a disappointed sigh, and he nodded, "Yes, lord father."