True Incubus: The Demon with No Limits

”As the Witch of Truthful Chaos, you cannot let that happen.”

”I-I know that, obviously.

I was merely jesting.”

Isolde agreed with a stutter.

Lucian smiled knowingly. Naomi stared at him with a flat look on her face. Isolde, on the other hand, took out what seemed like an Emblem and gave it to Naomi.

”Bring that to the Blackthorn Circle and I’ll pay what I owe you. I do not have more silver on me right now.”

”I-I don’t know where the Black—”

”We will be there.”

Naomi tried to say something, but before she could complete, Lucian interrupted with a smile. Naomi looked at him and he smiled at her.

The two childhood friends stared at each other, talking with their eyes.

’You know where it is?’

’I don’t.’

’Then what the fuck...’

’I’ll figure it out.’

Naomi glared at him.

Lucian glared back.

”This is ten thousand silver. That’s about six hundred thousand dollars, so shut the hell up and let me get it for you.”

He whispered very softly.

Sabine, however, still heard him and his words made her frown.

”Six hundred thousand dollars...? Are you kidding me...?”

She blinked in utter disbelief.

”What? Jealous?”

Lucian grinned at her.

”Should have bet on me~”

He shrugged knowingly.

But Sabine—

”The silver coins... are you thinking of the standard one-ounce coins in the ordinary market?”

”Uhh... yeah...?”

Lucian blinked and Sabine—

”Pfft!”

She laughed out loud.

”Sorry about that.”

She apologised when she saw Lucian and Naomi frown.

She then took out a coin and showed it to them.

”The Supernatural Market does not use standard silver, the value it holds is simply too low for it to be worth anything.

A normal Supernatural Silver coin contains about a hundred ounces of silver. In other words, the money you should be looking forward to isn’t six hundred thousand dollars, it’s about sixty million dollars.”

Sabine revealed the truth.

Naomi and Lucian looked at each other in disbelief, then the light in their wide eyes changed.

”You are rich!”

Lucian spoke as he excitedly held her hands.

Naomi, on the other hand, was frozen.

”N-No! I don’t want this! You were the one who won—”

”You made the bet.”

”I only made it because—”

Naomi tried to shake her head but—

”Naomi.”

Lucian called with a serious look on his face.

”You need this.

You know that as well.”

Those words made Naomi pause.

She didn’t need it for herself.

That was obvious.

Naomi barely had anything she spent money on. She didn’t even apply makeup since she never needed any, something most girls would kill for.

She didn’t have any particular liking for those expensive brands that sold the most impractical things.

The ones she needed the money for were... her parents.

They had been facing financial difficulties for a while now. Lucian’s parents helped them when they were still alive, but with them now gone...

Things weren’t looking good.

Naomi had seen her mother stressing out about the situation. Her father didn’t show it very often, but his condition wasn’t any better either.

”Don’t think too much.”

Lucian whispered softly, looking into Naomi’s eyes with a meaningful look on his face. He didn’t say much because there were people around and he did not wish to broadcast Naomi’s situation to others.

”Should I... really use this money...?”

Naomi frowned.

Lucian could see the problem as well.

The money came from the Supernatural World.

If her parents used it, they would be involved in it as well and both Lucian and Naomi did not want that.

Isolde saw their expressions, she could see the hesitation, so she stepped forward.

”I can give you cash if you want.”

She answered directly.

”No one would be able to trace it back. You can do whatever you want with the money.”

”You can do that...?”

Lucian blinked.

Isolde only stared at him with a flat look on her face and Lucian quickly raised his hands, showing how sorry he was for questioning her.

The woman was the heir to the Blackthorn Circle. Obviously, she could do much, much more than this.

”Hmmm.”

Then Sabine stepped forward.

”Don’t you think you two should share some of the money with me?”

She asked directly.

”After all, I did save you from getting scammed.”

Lucian stared at her in disbelief.

”...are you calling Isolde a scammer? How could you?”

”That’s not what I meant.”

Sabine shook her head.

”Then what did you mean?”

Lucian narrowed his eyes.

”Yes, what did you mean, Sabine?”

Isolde ’smiled’ at the Relic Hunter.

”I-Isolde...

Hear me out...”

Sabine tried to defend herself.

Lucian and Naomi watched it all with smiles. Then Naomi looked at him, at the blood covering his body. His wounds were all healed, but the blood was still there. It was still a horrifying sight for Naomi, but seeing how Lucian fought, how he did those impossible things—

She gently held Lucian’s hand.

Lucian looked at her.

”You were amazing.”

She whispered softly.

”I am, aren’t I?”

Lucian chuckled. Naomi laughed as she shook her head. Then—

”Once I help them settle the debts, I’ll give the rest to you.”

”Naomi—”

”You deserve it more than I do.”

Naomi didn’t have any intention of backing down.

”Don’t be a fool.

You know I am rich.”

Lucian still had thirty million in his account.

That was when Sabine tilted her head.

”You are...?”

She seemed... doubtful.

”What? You think I am not?”

Lucian raised an eyebrow.

”Well... considering you did jump at the thought of having sixty million...”

”Are you kidding me?”

Lucian couldn’t believe it.

”Do you even know how many houses I can buy with that much money? Put them all up for rent and I am set for life.

I’ll be a landlord.”

He grinned at his big dreams.

”Boy, you need a proper distinction between the Normal and Supernatural Worlds.”

Sabine stared at him with a deadpan look on her face.

”...what?”

”I am not talking about the Normal World.”

Lucian narrowed his eyes.

”Let’s say you want to buy a weapon you can use. Not a normal weapon, of course. I am talking about a Witch’s artifact.

How much do you think that costs?”

”Uhh... a few million?”

”At least fifty million.”

”...what?”

Lucian’s expression changed.

Did that mean he...

He was actually poor...?