Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 122: Chain Him to The Bed

Warlock Ch 122. Chain Him to The Bed

"This world has changed a lot since you left," Evelyn interrupted, her tone gentler but no less firm. "You should consider that. So have your enemies. They've gotten stronger, more organized."

Cassius nodded, his expression grim. "Not to mention that those fragment memories of yours can't guarantee anything. Hell, you don't even remember why you killed Victoria's husband."

That one hit home. Damian's shoulders tensed, his jaw tightening as he tried to formulate a comeback. But… they had a point. Both of them. He hated that they were right, but there it was. "Yeah," he muttered reluctantly, "kinda right."

Cassius's triumphant smirk made Damian want to throw a pillow at him. Instead, he settled for a flat, unimpressed stare. "Don't look so smug," Damian grumbled.

"Oh, I will," Cassius replied smugly, leaning back in his chair. "It's a rare occasion when you actually listen to reason."

Damian ignored him and turned his attention back to Evelyn. "Okay, fine. But at least let me make another pact with a servant. A low-level one. Shadows, maybe?"

Cassius snorted. "The same Shadows that are notoriously slippery and difficult to catch? Yeah, great idea. Totally not risky at all."

Damian's mouth opened, then shut again. Damn it. He hated when Cassius made sense. "Alright," he conceded, throwing his hands up in mock surrender. "Fine. No Shadows."

But then a thought struck him, and his eyes lit up. "Oh, right! Crystals and potions! I can use those to learn and adapt. Boost my skills and all that."

Cassius crossed his arms, tilting his head slightly. "Are you sure about that? Just because you have the same Mana Core and rebirth doesn't mean you'll be able to replicate the same skills and abilities. You're not Kaelan anymore. At least… not entirely."

Evelyn's expression turned worried. "And if you start dabbling in potions and crystals again, they might come after you even sooner. The last thing we need is for someone to find out you're Kaelan."

Damian placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, his gaze steady. "Evelyn, trust me. If they find out, it won't be because of the skills I learned. They'll come for me regardless. It's inevitable."

Cassius's face hardened. "They envy you. They always have. You're someone they can't control, someone who exists outside their systems of power. That's why they'll never stop hunting you."

Damian's lips quirked into a humorless smile. "You're not wrong there."

Cassius pushed off the wall, his tone turning sharper. "But it's not just envy, Damian. Your actions in the past—the crimes, the chaos—they've made everything worse. Even Evelyn and I don't know the full extent of the damage you caused."

Damian frowned, his fingers drumming against the edge of the bed. "Crimes… Right." He stared at his hands, as if searching for answers in the faint scars that crisscrossed his skin. "I don't remember why I did half of it. The demon king, sure—I had my reasons. But Victoria's husband? That doesn't make any sense. I can't imagine a reason why I'd do something like that."

Evelyn knelt beside him, her voice gentle. "Maybe there's more to the story than what we know. Memories or no, you've always had a reason for what you do. Even if no one else understands it."

Cassius snorted. "Yeah, well, reasons don't matter when you're public enemy number one in the magical world. Everyone and their grandmother wants your head on a platter."

Damian smirked faintly. "Good to know I'm still popular."

Cassius rolled his eyes. "You're insufferable."

Damian leaned back against the pillows, wincing slightly. "Look, I don't regret fighting the demon king. He was throwing everything into chaos, pitting races against each other, and letting his lords run wild. Someone had to stop him, and clearly, no one else was stepping up. But Victoria's husband? That's a blank. And until I figure out what happened, I can't even start to fix the mess I left behind."

Evelyn touched his arm lightly. "Then take it one step at a time. Rest first. Heal. The answers will come."

Damian exhaled slowly, nodding. "Yeah. One step at a time." He glanced at Cassius, who was watching him with an unreadable expression. "You got something to add, old man?"

Cassius smirked faintly. "Just wondering how long it'll take before you ignore all our advice and do something reckless again."

Damian grinned, a mischievous spark lighting up his eyes. "I won't," he said, his tone dripping with mock innocence.

Cassius didn't even flinch. "I don't believe you," he said flatly, crossing his arms like a disappointed father catching his kid sneaking out past curfew.

"Hey!" Damian protested, throwing his hands up in mock offense. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Cassius turned to Evelyn, ignoring Damian entirely. "You better chain him to the bed for extra security," he said, deadpan.

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Damian blinked, momentarily stunned. Then he scowled. "I'm not into that, ya know!" he shot back, his voice rising an octave in indignation.

Without a word, Cassius activated his teleportation skill, a ripple of dark energy swirling around him before he vanished, leaving behind only the faint crackle of residual mana.

Damian stared at the empty space where Cassius had been, his expression blank. "Rude," he muttered under his breath. For a moment, he just sat there, his mind oddly quiet as he processed the interaction. Then, almost unconsciously, his gaze slid toward Evelyn.

"Well…" he began, his voice trailing off as a thought took root in his mind. His lips twitched into a slow, devilish grin. "I never did that, though, so I wouldn't know. Maybe we can try it out?"

Evelyn froze, caught off guard for a split second before a chuckle escaped her lips. "See? You're curious again. You like experimenting that much, don't you?"

Damian exhaled dramatically, his shoulders slumping like a man burdened by the weight of his own curiosity. "What can I say? I want to know about a lot of things."

Evelyn shook her head, a soft smile playing on her lips as she crossed the room to sit on the edge of his bed. "You're impossible, you know that?"