Chapter 475 - 475: A Meeting

I could feel the woman's body go still against mine as I whispered.

A strong tremble went through her, and I didn't have to look at her face to know that it had turned pale.

She didn't speak any words, just her heavy breath leaving her lips, her chest rising and falling.

"You tried to kill me."

"You attacked me first!" Her words seemed to have given her some spine.

"When did I attack you?"

"You sneaked up on me," she refuted.

"Remember what I said: this is public ground."

Maybe at the start, a fair juror would find slight fault with me.

I might not have broken any laws or done anything strictly wrong, but I had gone looking for trouble.

The attempted attack on me, though, changed everything.

I might be a lousy citizen, but the woman in my arms had clearly attempted murder.

"How do they call it—attempted or premeditated murder?"

If there was a court for us supernaturals, then I would be a clear victim in the current situation.

"You're not going to kill me," the blonde suddenly said with confidence.

"Smart. But that doesn't mean I won't do something."

"You better not touch my child." The words came out viciously.

"Adorable, but you're not really in a position to threaten me at the moment."

"What do you want, money, sex? Let's get this drama over with."

"Well, since you're so impatient, I would like you to be a darling: get on your knees and suck my dick."

"Fine. Remove your hands."

The ease of the negotiation took me aback, making me wary of any scheme from the woman.

"Also, after that, you'll bend over so I can fuck you."

"No."

"That's not negotiable."

"I'm pregnant, you bastard!" The blonde turned to the side, our eyes meeting as she met my gaze for the first time.

"Pregnant women have sex. They enjoy it more than others, too."

My words conveyed my finality, and it made the blonde hesitate, sinking into thought for a moment.

"Who are you?"

"You still haven't told me who you are."

"Lisandra Kovacic."

"Nice name—" I began, but Lisandra wasn't done talking.

"My elder sister is a Vicar, and my brother is an Archbishop.

If you dare to defile me, then keep going, but keep in mind that you will meet an end so miserable you will wish you never had a cock."

That's quite the foul mouth, I thought.

A silence ensued after Lisandra's words, and then my voice broke it.

"Ehh, is that all?"

Lisandra, who had looked away with a rigid face, glanced at me from the side, her eyes questioning.

"What about his father?" I tapped the woman's belly. "Is he a nobody?"

"That's none of your business," Lisandra hissed.

A chuckle burst out of my throat at her reaction, and I suddenly took my hand off her belly, taking several steps back.

Lisandra immediately turned toward me, retreating despite the space I had already made between the two of us, her eyes cautious.

"You should be more careful about what you say. You could get your sister in some serious trouble."

Lisandra's lips moved, but no words came out. Carefully staring at me, she still looked like she was deciding what to do, so I tried to diffuse the tension between us.

"Wanna see something cool?"

"No."

"Okay."

"See you around, Lisandra." I waved.

I didn't wait for a reply from the woman. To keep up the illusion of mystery, I didn't let her see how I exited.

I shot forward and appeared behind her back, her eyes too slow to follow me, then, applying strength to my hips, sent my body soaring into the air and out of the small enclosure.

The next minute, I was back on the run, jogging like any other ordinary human.

"That wasn't bad."

[You're welcome.]

Rather than the usual rewards of points for completing my morning workout, the system now instead rewarded me with information on extraordinary women around me.

Ada was on her way to creating an aura and possibly more, given her troublesome background, while Lisandra, by my calculations, was simply a mischievous sister or daughter, depending on which of her words had been the truth.

Lisandra was interesting, but Ada, I was rather wary of her.

Until I knew why and how she had ended the lives of two men with her pussy, I preferred to shelf her file and ignore her existence.

"You made a lot of changes, but what about the Akashic Sutra? Do I still have to wait three years to ascend?"

[Yes.]

The voice from the system had been sweet through all of this, but for this reply, it came out blank.

"What about the Mechanic?"

"What about her?" The feminine voice of the system became defensive.

I cocked a brow at this response. "I thought I would get a chance to talk to her."

[She is extremely busy and isn't available for someone like you.]

"Okay..." I was confused by the hostility.

[But I can book an appointment.]

"That would be appreciated."

I was now thoroughly confused—what was wrong with the system?

Another thing was that I was actually shocked to see the system reply to my inquiries about the mysterious female who seemed to be responsible for my presence in the past.

Previously, the system ignored any questions surrounding this topic. Without being told, it was clear I was dealing with a taboo.

With my mind deep in thought as I moved, I eventually noticed the eyes of people I passed looking at me with disapproval.

At first, I ignored it, but then the pattern continued, and I broke out of my thoughts to see what was so abhorrent about me.

"Oh."

My mind might have gone someplace else, but my body had refused to follow. Pressed against my left leg, my hard cock strained against my pants, a glaring bulge stretching across the fabric.

Before I could think about how to deal with the situation, the system screen flashed to life in my face.

[A meeting with the Mechanic has been set up. You will now be transported to her.]

"I thought you said she was busy!"

My words fell on deaf ears, and to my horror, I felt my consciousness begin slipping from my body, my limbs weakening.

Just before the light was snatched away, I felt my body falling backwards.

Fuck, what am I gonna tell Denise?