Modern World Warlock-Chapter 211: Lilith’s Plan
After Lilith executed all of the cartel's subordinates and made it rain with their blood, the spectators at the Jade Palace were shocked.
"If I had known it would be this quick, I would've given Lilith an earpiece to communicate with us…" Camille said.
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The handler gave Lilith full freedom in her actions, using Dante as an example and asking her to think like him.
Since they didn't know how much security there would be, they opted not to give the succubus an earpiece in the instance she was caught.
They were able to see and hear everything from her perspective, but they couldn't talk to her or give her any commands, which was a bit frustrating for Camille.
Asphodel mentioned that she could contact Balthazar and his team to regroup with Lilith now that all of the cartel subordinates in the slaughterhouse had been dealt with, and Camille agreed with her plan.
Curtis and Lindsey, who were also watching Lilith's point of view, made a few calls to their people at GTS to go to the slaughterhouse and pick up the freed victims.
They were technically on the western side of Novaria, but they were still close to the border with the south, so the syndicate was able to send a few SUVs in an instant.
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'Hmm, let's see… What would Dante do?' Lilith pondered, snapping her fingers and removing the blood stains from her figure.
The only people who were still present at the slaughterhouse were Lilith, the 20~ freed women, and Vincent, whose mind was utterly under the succubus' control.
"Oh, I know!" Lilith said to herself, confidently placing her fist against her palm.
"Hey, pig… Do you have any bombs?" Lilith asked Vincent.
"Yes, My Queen. We have grenades and C4 explosives… Although they are not kept here," Vincent diligently replied.
"I see…" She commented, placing a hand on her chin.
'Dante would probably ask for information…' Lilith pondered.
When she turned her attention back to Vincent, she asked him if he was the sole leader of the cartel—something she knew wasn't true.
"No, My Queen—There are two other Dons besides me… Don Darius Alcala and Don Ruben Cortez," the man replied.
Lilith looked pleased with his answer for a brief moment, but Vincent continued speaking.
"You should know… Don Darius is actually-... UGH!" He said, getting his sentence cut short as black veins suddenly materialized around Vincent's neck.
The veins resembled black roots, which began to asphyxiate the man, making him drop to the ground as an excruciating pain ran through his bones.
Vincent arched his back and rolled on the dirt a few times, grunting and drooling in agony.
Still, Lilith stayed calm as she carefully watched the man suffer in front of her, recognizing the effects of that curse.
"A body-bound pact…? Those are rare," Lilith muttered.
When the agonizing pain finally subsided after two minutes, Vincent widened his eyes and wondered where he was.
The memories of the last half-hour flooded his brain, making him grit his teeth and frown with rage. However, as soon as he wanted to stand up, he felt a weight on his gut that held him down.
*Tsk* "No, no… I still need you to be obedient," Lilith commented as she sat atop Vincent's body.
Even though the succubus was half the man's size, he couldn't get her off, feeling like the weight of a car had been dumped on him.
"Get off, you bitch! I'll kill you, you hear me!? You are dead!" Vincent shouted in frustration, shaking his head from side to side.
"Hoh? But I thought this is what you wanted, right? Having me on top like this," Lilith said with a mocking tone, grinning evilly and placing both of her hands on Vincent's face.
"I will hunt you down. I swear!" Vincent screamed.
"Shhh, yelling like that isn't sexy," Lilith replied, putting pressure on her index fingers and inserting the tip of her nails in both of Vincent's temples.
As the side of his head drew a bit of blood, Vincent's eyes widened as his brain slowly fell under the succubus' control once again.
'This one shouldn't be so easily broken…' She thought, removing her nails from his temples and waving them to the side to shake the blood off her fingers.
"My Queen… Forgive me, I lost control," Vincent said in a monotonous tone, still lying on the ground.
"Stand up, pig. Only answer the questions that are not related to your pact," Lilith commanded with a condescending tone.
After Vincent stood up—blood trailing from the side of his head—he nodded affirmatively to the succubus, ready to answer her inquiries.
Lilith wanted to know where he kept the bombs, but the man wasn't able to respond without getting choked.
She then asked where the main headquarters of the cartel was located, receiving another silent answer.
'This is going nowhere…' Lilith thought, suddenly getting an idea.
'If he isn't able to talk, then I'll just have him show me in person!' she continued.
"Alright, piggy, we are going on a date… Take me to the place where you keep the bombs," Lilith said with confidence, prompting Vincent to bow with reverence and walk towards the parked SUVs.
'Ah, but I can't leave those women alone… I think,' the succubus pondered, grabbing the mini-camera on her clothes.
"You guys can hear me, right? Should I just wait here…?" Lilith said to the camera.
Not even thirty seconds later, she spotted a vehicle arriving at the slaughterhouse, and she recognized the umbra of the passengers as that of the three vampires—Balthazar, Laurent, and Claudia.
The vampires said that a group from the GTS was arriving soon to pick up the victims, so Lilith's work was finished. Still, everyone knew that she was planning something extra, so they lent the succubus a phone to speak to Camille.
The handler praised Lilith for her work and apologized for the awful experience she had to go through. Nonetheless, the succubus didn't think too much of it.
Knowing that Lilith would keep on going with her next plan, the handler told the vampires to give her an earpiece to communicate with her, urging the succubus to be careful.
