Chapter 110 - Enchantix(xD)

It was getting late in the afternoon.

And Jack spent that time with Revie, chatting and drinking a little.

The girl kept touching on the topic of revenge and the triad, but he skillfully avoided the issues, smoothing out the corners.

Revie didn't get any information on the revenge plan and at the same time, Jack was able to calm her down.

It wasn't an easy task, but it's not for nothing that he has the body of the devil.

A couple of kisses, hugs and a frowned girl succumbed to eloquent explanations.

The truth is, he wasn't going to take her with him.

I never intended to.

At first, he wanted to prepare for an assassination attempt with the help of Revi, but as it turned out, he did not need this help.

He is able to implement the plan himself.

He himself is able to take Dongei's life.

He himself is able to avenge Hiro and extinguish the fire in his chest out of anger, rage and bitterness.

...

— Are you leaving already?

- yes. — with a sigh, Jack got up from his chair, casting a glance at the barmaid

Leah raised an eyebrow — Do you want to take the bottle with you?

Having already managed to turn around, Jack stopped and stared thoughtfully into the void for a couple of seconds.

— You know... come on. He grinned, turning to her.

When he turned around, he saw her surprised face—What?

— Nothing, Boss. — she quickly came to her senses, taking out a bottle of cognac and starting to slice a lemon into slices

She didn't expect him to agree.

I offered it just like that, expecting to hear a refusal, but it was not there.

— Here.

- thanks. Jack smiled softly as he accepted the tray

Leah was in a stupor for a few seconds while she watched him go to the second floor.

Then, returning from heaven to earth, she shouted after him — Have a nice evening!

Jack only nodded at this wish, stepping onto the second floor.

Entering the office, Jack put the tray on the table and plopped into a chair.

After thinking a little about everything that just came into a slightly intoxicated head, he reached for the tray.

His fingers touched the cool bottle, wet with condensation.

Calmly unscrewing the lid, Jack poured some liquid into the glass and screwed the lid back on.

At the same moment, he opened the status.

The System of Evil

Specifications

Strength - [20]

400↑

Agility - [17]

340↑

Survivability - [21]

420↑

Perception - [20]

400↑

Mind - [16]

320↑

Will - [22]

440↑

Libido - [23]

460↑

Evil Points - [893]

Tasks

"Sweet Revenge"

Goal: Kill Qian Dongei

Reward: Increase of the "Survivability" trait by three units

"Dragon Fighter"

Objective: The destruction of the Dongfang Long Triad on the territory of Ruanapur

Reward: Modifier [Concentration - Level 1]

"Quality forgiveness"

Goal: To sleep with Beatrice, becoming her first man

Additional Goal: To Impregnate Beatrice

Main Reward: 500 Evil Points

Additional Reward: Modifier [Gift of the Baron of Saturday]

Modifiers

Unshakable Mind - [Lv - MAX]

The Devil's Body - [Lv - MAX]

Polyglot - [Lv - 1] [500↑]

Body Control - [Lv - 2] [5.000↑]

Velvet Leather - [Lv - MAX]

Affect - [Lv - 1] [10,000↑]

Belial's Eyes - [Lv - 1] [5.000↑]

After looking at the characteristics, Jack raised his Mind by two units without hesitation.

Six hundred and sixty evil points were deducted from the account.

The usual, but still the same strange energy flooded the head under the clean, relaxing the Mind, easing thoughts, saturating nerve cells with power.

The rate of transmission of impulses through the nerves has increased.

Short-term and long-term memory - improved.

The books Jack read in the hospital became even clearer in his memory.

Further, he felt his body a little differently.

All because the control over the body has been increased.

Almost every muscle in the body was controllable.

He could strain one of the many bundles of muscles in his arm or leg without "hitting" the others.

Or, he could use every muscle bundle in his arm to strike.

A blow that would involve all the muscles.

But that's not all.

With increased control, the possible strength of toning was also increased.

Simply put, he could tighten his muscles even more than before.

Almost on the verge of them starting to get damaged.

- "Fine." — Jack breathed out contentedly, enjoying the feeling of complete relaxation after pumping his mind

After emptying his glass and wincing at the taste of lemon, he leaned back in his chair, mentally staring at the task with Beatrice.

"The Gift of Baron Saturday" was an excellent modifier, with its disadvantages, but still excellent if you rationally weigh everything.

Don't sleep with everyone, but only with your girls and everything will be fine.

But he didn't want children, especially from Beatrice.

So, it's not enough that you need to sleep with her, so you also need to make sure that she takes a pill after that.

At the same time, you still need to persuade her to do it without protection and contraceptives, otherwise he will get only five hundred points of evil.

He didn't want to sleep with Beatrice for five hundred.

The only interest is the modifier.

- "Hemorrhoids..." — Jack muttered to himself, thoughtfully looking at the ceiling, putting his hands behind his head

— "I don't even know why you're so worried about it." — O'Dim said calmly, shrugging his shoulders — "Well, she'll have a baby, what's that to you?"

- "Huh?" — the guy pulled his face in surprise — "Are you serious?"

- "Quite." — Gunther spread his hands — "If she wants to leave the child and give birth, then you will not affect it in any way, without violating the law. If she wants to terminate the pregnancy, then you are not a destiny again. Your thoughts and decisions are not interested in society and the law. In this case, your right to vote is absent. So why on earth should you care about what they're trying to impose on you?"

- "You have a perverted logic." — Jack grimaced

— "Let it be so, but from this logic does not cease to be logic." — Mr. Mirror grinned toothily — "At conception, you will already make your contribution - you will share a first-class biomaterial. Your children will be beautiful, smart, talented, healthy. It takes too long to list all the bonuses of your fatherhood, but there is only one thing to understand - they all have to be grateful only for the fact that it was you who gave the seed of their life, and not someone else. Don't even think about the responsibility imposed by society. You're above that. Especially since we are in Ruanapur."

Jack's gaze fell on the window—"What... nonsense. I am the one who benefits from Beatriz's fertilization right now. I doubt she thinks about it at all."

"I'm sure you'll come up with something."

- "I'll have to." — Jack replied, twisting his face

After thinking a little more, he reached for the bottle when the door opened abruptly.

Beatrice was standing in the doorway.

Strict posture, confident movements and a face full of calm and some indifference.

Her eyes fell on him and the way he was holding the bottle.

Jack stiffened a little and put the bottle back in its place.

As if he had been caught red-handed for something very bad.

- "Wait a minute..." — Jack froze, thinking to himself — "Why should I be embarrassed?.. As if he hadn't drunk before... and who should be embarrassed? Her...?"

— I didn't think you'd show up. Jack smiled faintly as he filled his glass

Beatrice grinned to herself, watching the glass being filled with alcohol — "I hope I've already drunk a lot and this is the second bottle."

— Will you? Jack nodded towards the bottle, setting the glass in front of him

— Not now. — she swung her hips and moved towards him with a slow gait — So what are you up to?

Taking the glass in his hand, Jack rocked it, looking thoughtfully at the drink.

With a sigh, he replied — I agree.

Beatrice grinned contentedly while he was not looking at her, and when Jack raised his head, this grin instantly disappeared, replaced by a certain dissatisfaction — What kind of tone? It feels like you're doing me a favor.

— Oh, I'm sorry. — Jack shook his head feigningly, and then emptied the glass — Hmm, it was just a hard day today. So I would dance for joy, do you believe?

Beatrice's face was flushed with discontent.

Folding her arms on her chest, she looked at him from under her brows, pursing her lips irritably— I believe.

— I am glad that my sincere words have pleased your heart. Jack spoke slowly with a slight smile

With a snort, Beatrice turned towards the exit — Let's go to my room.

— Wait.

- what? — the girl frowned frowningly, thinking that the fish had fallen off

Jack, calmly stood up and took a small box out of his pocket — Take it.

Interested, she went to the table and took the box in her hands — Wow.

— You'll take one tomorrow. — Jack said as seriously as possible — In front of me.

Beatrice grinned—Don't you trust me?

— He becomes a father to me early. — Jack spoke calmly and steadily, resting his hands on the table

— Ha, don't get cocky. — the girl waved her hand, but still put the box in her pocket — Not everyone wants children from you.

- of course. — Jack has already calmly replied with a barely noticeable smile — But you will take the pill with me, period. Otherwise, no intimacy.

Beatrice snorted — What are you!.. I should be saying this, but not you.

— I'm not the initiator. — Jack shrugged his shoulders — Have you heard the saying - "The initiative fucks the initiator?''

- no. A very interesting expression. — the girl's eyes were shining — In our case, it fits incredibly accurately.

— How vulgar you are. That's not what I was talking about.

— I'm a Dominatrix. What else do you expect? Beatrice chuckled contentedly.

— Come on. Jack followed her, unable to resist the urge to take one look at her curvy toned ass

- "Not bad... Damn, I think I came up with a joke..." — Jack pressed his forehead to himself

O'Dim shook his head, but at the same time he was smiling himself — "How could you think of such a thing?"

- "Well, it's consonant..."

— "It's a pity no one will understand the joke. The cartoon has not been released yet. If it comes out at all in this world."

Jack couldn't help but smile and sang to himself — "Dominatri ~ x! Magic cocks ~ and! Maximum pain~and! Dominatri~x! Something inside me~me! I am happy and brave!"

Gunther slapped his face, "You can't drink."

— "It's not my fault that it's consonant! Charmix, Enchantix, Belivix, Dominatrix... Maybe the latter is also a fairy transformation, but only for perverted men?"

O'Dim shook his head with a thin smile.

...

Beatrice's room was perfect for her.

Dark tones, a large four-poster bed and various strays hanging on the wall: whips, stacks, all sorts of latex crap and of course strap-ons with other various dildos.

The cooling system was running full blast, so it was pretty cool here.

It was as if he had gone down to the basement to a rich pervert who lures victims with a delicious candy.

Jack continued to smile, humming an invented song.

- "Hey, aren't you tired?"

- "No."

O'Dim sighed — "I wish you'd start fucking already. Then you'll shut up... I hope. You're not going to hum it during intercourse, are you?"

- "I have no idea." — grinned Jack — "It's not all the time for you to fuck me. It's my turn."

— Did you find something funny here?

Jack looked at Beatrice.

The raised eyebrow was very eloquent.

He waved his hand — Just like that, he just made up a joke. Do not pay attention.

Narrowing her eyes, Beatrice put her hands on her hips with a somewhat sadistic and anticipatory smile—And so...

— Stop. — Jack said sharply, extending his palm forward — Your work inventory is resting today. Let's do it in a simple way.

Beatrice snorted and looked at him complacently—A Coward. Not interested at all? Believe me, you will enjoy being under my control.

— No, no, no. — Jack waved his hand — Don't even start.

Beatrice bared her teeth, glancing briefly at... oblong working inventory — Have you never felt the emptiness that you want to fill?..

— Yeah. Except in the heart.

Beatrice turned her head and looked at the corner of the room—I have one... a tool that may well touch your heart.

Jack glanced at the corner and shuddered.

Towering there was a huge majestic rubber horse...

— Jokes aside. — Jack quickly added — We do it normally.

— Without light, under a blanket, in a missionary and with your eyes closed? — the girl spoke with a certain disgust

— Approximately. he smiled thinly

— Boring. — Beatrice folded her arms on her chest — The first time should be special, don't you think?

— Yeah. — Jack nodded and quickly added — But what does my ass have to do with it?

— Well, not mine. — she shrugged her shoulders — Let it be known to you that only men get pleasure from anal sex. Have you heard the saying: The main thing in a man is the prostate?

— You have a perverted understanding of sayings. Let it be known to you that there is no need to put anything in there at all. — Jack sighed — It's not for such purposes that the ass serves us.

Beatrice snorted—Okay, okay. I got it You'll run away like a girl, with tears smeared on your face, and I have other plans for the evening. Who knew you weren't such a man.

Jack's smiling face stretched in embarrassment from perplexity — What?

Beatrice grinned haughtily — My practice has shown that only a real confident man will allow a woman to fuck him. Only insecure boys refuse such pleasure. They are afraid that they will no longer be able to dominate a woman.

Jack grinned, shaking his head—I'd rather be a boy than a real man.

— I'm not surprised. Beatrice waved her hand, putting her foot on the bed — And so? Let's get into bed with confident steps. Well, or timid. As it will be more convenient for the boy.

Bowing his head, Jack squinted indescribably, looking at Beatrice as if she were a fucking provocateur.