130 Sharing Secrets Part 1 (1/2)

As she sat on top of him, Yvonne's eyes peered into Konrad's, and she could see the unwillingness to concede shining within.

”What? Not convinced?”

Konrad was indeed not convinced. If he unleashed his lineage weapon, even two Yvonne wouldn't be his match. However, to say nothing of the consequences, Man-Breaker might be his ticket to invincibility within this world, but its power didn't truly stem from him.

It existed because of his father's blood and might. If he couldn't suppress the world without it, then, didn't that mean that once deprived of Talroth's blood, he was nothing worth mentioning? Moreover, every single one of Talroth's children had a Man-Breaker.

The scions of the other noble demon houses also had their lineage weapons, albeit of varying powers.

Should he fail to grow out of his reliance on it, if he ever reached the higher realms, how would he stand out? As for this loss, he could only blame it on his lack of experience. Still, it didn't come without benefits.

One fight with Yvonne brought him more results than several days against his Semi-Saint maids who not only couldn't fight him without scruples but didn't possess a tenth of her battle experience.

This defeat, he would accept. Let it be the first and the last.

Yvonne who'd been staring into Konrad's eyes could barely stifle her laugh. For some reason, she particularly enjoyed that irritated look of his. She leaned in, lowering her face toward his while letting her nose almost brush his in a position any onlooker would have found compromising.

”I'm not that much of a sore loser.”

Konrad replied while his inner conflicts dispersed.

”Good. If you were, I'd be disappointed. Don't worry, being my friend comes with many benefits.”

Their faces were but an inch of one another, and as they spoke, their breaths intertwined. The more he stared into those slit silver eyes, the less Konrad cared about his loss. Instead, the urge to rise and kiss Yvonne's lips grew within him.

Full, alluring, and at criminal proximity.

Konrad couldn't resist the temptation, pushing his lips toward Yvonne's to seize the object of his desire. But as he reached them, she blocked him with her right index, stopping him less than an inch away from his prize while never losing eye contact.

”Greedy.”

She whispered with her index still standing protecting her lips which had curled into a gripping smile.

”Yes, for you.”

Konrad spontaneously replied, unaware of the implications of his words. And between them, tension rose.

”What you want isn't me. You want victory over my arrogance. The sweet taste of conquest, of taming the indomitable.”

Slowly, Yvonne pushed his face away from hers and stood up.

”I don't know how many men like you I've seen back in those days. Women are like lambs, their hearts the fleece you collect. Mine just happens to have a more dazzling color.

Once I give it to you, for how long while you hold on to it?”

Though her words weren't pleasing to the ears, Konrad was forced to admit that Yvonne hadn't lain. Still, he felt a tingling sensation in his chest.

”I am selfish, haughty, willful, and cruel. What is there to like? Any man that claims to want me is either blinded by my sensual beauty, suffering from mental issues or hiding ulterior motives.

There has never been an exception.”

Hearing, Yvonne's auto-description, Konrad almost burst into laughter.

”I'm also selfish, haughty, willful, and cruel. Who is to say I'm not heaven's gift to you? Your predestined mate on the road of cultivation?”

Yvonne shook her head and turned heels, feeling that Konrad was too shameless for his own good.

”Why, heaven? Why can it not be hell? It's been a long time since I forsook heavens.

In any case, follow me. It's time to inaugurate our new relationship!”

”Inaugurate?”

Konrad was perplexed. However, he still stood up, following Yvonne back to her quarters.

”Haven't you heard that all friendships start in liquor? I have a few special bottles bred for a moment like this one. Unfortunately, across all those centuries, no one was worthy of tasting them alongside me.”

Konrad's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

”Why are you so surprised? Even priests get drunk, to say nothing of me. With lifespans like ours, a few guilty pleasures are necessary to avoid going insane from boredom.”