How to Trigger a Quest 

The journey from Covolo to Tuscany should've taken a little less than four hours by train or car. But thanks to 'warping', the three only needed approximately 10 minutes to reach their destination.

Five minutes to select the warping destination, and then another five minutes as Brother and Elara patiently waited for Sorin, who was doubled over on the ground, experiencing waves of nausea and eventually vomiting.

"That was... the worst feeling... ever..." Sorin gasped.

"You'll get used to it," Brother said with a bright smile.

Sorin begrudgingly rose from the ground, "I'm not."

"Let's go," Elara grasped his arm, helping him stand straight. Accidentally, he felt her breast brushing on his bicep.

He froze like a statue for a second.

"Are you nauseous again?" Elara asked worriedly, seeing his narrowed eyes and stiff expression.

Thankfully, Sorin was helped by his stoic, poker face. A poker face was still a poker face despite being stiff and forced. He calmly tried to free himself from Elara's grasp.

"I will be fine---" Sorin said until he saw Brother's teasing smile behind Elara's back.

He became annoyed.

"Now, what's next? Are we going to condemn another demon?" he asked.

Brother laughed. "An archdemon like Mammon breaching into this realm with their physical body is quite rare, you know?"

"Even Sovereigns like us had to be very lucky to be able to encounter one. Did you forget your quest rank?" Elara asked.

Sorin blinked at them. Well, it was true that he had an SSS+ rank quest.

"Even if you only decline the quest, one of us would be forced to fight the demon in your stead, not to mention if you failed. It was akin to a worldwide crisis. That's how rare and important it was," Brother explained.

"Oh..." Sorin was speechless. "So I almost got screwed real bad."

If Sorin decided to believe Mammon's claim that the demon granted him immortality and chose to submit to him, one of the Sovereigns would be forced to fight him.

That was undoubtedly horrifying.

"We've received a report from our colleagues that a supernatural phenomenon was happening in Tuscany, near a deserted road that was famous for lovers' rendezvous."

Brother led them toward the asphalt road not far from them. He continued, "This is the place. Now, to trigger the quest, we will need a car and two lovers... "

Brother, Elara, and Sorin looked at each other.

**

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the desolate asphalt road, a sense of tranquility settled over the scene.

The road stretched seemingly endlessly, flanked by tall and old trees on either side, their branches intertwining to create a natural canopy, providing a much-needed respite from the sun.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of pine, and the earth beneath the road felt cool and welcoming.

In the distance, the faint chirping of crickets harmonized with the soft hum of distant traffic, creating a soothing symphony of nature and civilization.

Inside the red 1967 Alfa Romeo, the air seemed to crackle with tension as the man and woman sat side by side, their body language betraying an undeniable awkwardness.

Sunlight filtered through the car's windows, casting warm hues on the dashboard adorned with classic dials and knobs.

[What are you two doing? I've got you the car, so start playing the part of a couple in love.]

Brother used the party's telepathic chat option of the Sovereign's system to communicate with them.

[Come on, the sun's going to set soon.]

Now Sorin understood why the man had smiled teasingly at him previously. It was because he was going to trap him in this situation.

"It can't be the only way we can trigger the quest, right?" Sorin asked. "Are you always had to do this when you need to trigger a quest?"

[This quest is special. I've already told you.]

According to the report, supernatural incidents would unfold along a desolate road, randomly near Tuscany... places that were used as couples' rendezvous points.

Couples would encounter multiple apparitions—a man holding an antique gun or scenes of disembodied gunshots that shockingly resounded eerily through the night.

There were also reports of multiple accidents where only lovers were involved, their cars veering off the road without apparent cause.

Despite investigations, no logical explanations were found for the phenomena.

Sorin sighed. "Why can't we just find some lovers and follow them? Or why can't we wait for a lover to appear near some popular spots?"

[We only have three days, and there's you and Sister, so why won't we use our resources?] Brother's voice sounded serious. He wasn't playing.

[Or do you want to see me and my Sister act like lovers? Ugh, just thinking about it is making me...]

Elara shivered, cringe-inducing goosebumps rising on her shoulder. "That's... gross."

[You've agreed to learn about this world, our system, and our duty. Moreover, there are already victims of this phenomenon. Last week, a young and married couple had an accident here.]

"But is it really okay to push a stranger and your Sister into something like this?" Sorin hesitated.

To be completely honest, Sorin wasn't the type of man to outright refuse such an opportunity. However, he also wasn't the type to jump into every opportunity without consideration.

He held his own set of morals and ethics.

[This is to trigger the quest. Let's think of this professionally.]

Sorin glanced at Elara, her clear, golden eyes mirroring the red hues of the setting sun.

Silence enveloped them, accompanied by the distant rustling of leaves and branches and the soft hum of traffic in the distance. Sorin parted his lips to ask her, "Are you okay with thi—"

"You're taking too long."

Sorin's vision blurred, stars dancing before his eyes as a sudden flash of white light overwhelmed him.

He felt her tongue slip between his parted lips, a tingling electric sensation shooting through the back of his head, spreading in his brain.

Clumsy, rushed... and sweet.

And that was when he started to feel her body pushing onto him. He sat in the passenger seat, and she sat in the driver's seat. But now, she climbed onto his lap, facing him.

Their lips parted.

As Sorin witnessed her stripping off her jacket, he blinked twice at her. His stoic face almost faltered.

She leaned into him closer and then whispered, "Let's continue until the quest is triggered."

Sorin's gaze sharpened, but within his mind, he thought it wouldn't be too bad even if the quest didn't activate right away.