Seven Sins System-Chapter 403. The Pure And The Wicked

Seven Sins System Chapter 403. The Pure And The Wicked

With a huff, my tentacle sprang into action once again, latching onto the kraken’s severed hand. "Dark Healing," I muttered under my breath.

A shroud of my dark aura enveloped the injured limb, knitting together the torn flesh with an eerie glow. The wound closed before our eyes. Still, the Kraken's health points remained depleted. He was a mortal after all.

"Happy?" I quipped and released my hold on his hand harshly.

Puriel's gaze hardened at my retort. "Stop acting like a kid, Azrael," she scolded. "We are in the middle of a mission, and your antics are putting us all at risk."

The irony wasn't lost on me. Puriel had just accused me of being childish for being angry at someone who had not only stolen my identity but had also wreaked havoc in the mortal realm. It was absurd!

"I have every right to be angry here," I retorted.

I met her gaze with a defiant stare. I wasn't about to let her dismiss my feelings so easily, not when the betrayal cut so deep.

But before she could respond, I cut her off. "That bastard just raped an elf over there, aren't you mad at him?" I jabbed a finger toward the woman lying on the bed.

"And you call yourself the goddess of chastity? What a joke," I sneered.

Puriel's gaze shifted to the elf lying on the bed. She took in the sight of the virgin blood staining the sheets between her thighs. I could see the sadness on her face.

Turning back to me, Puriel's brow furrowed with curiosity. "How do you know he raped her?" she inquired, her tone tinged with uncertainty.

I shifted my gaze to an antique pot sitting on a nearby table. Its intricate design caught my eye as wisps of strange herbal incense drifted lazily from its spout. "That pot can make mortals hallucinate," I remarked. "It was those men's dark crystals that kept their consciousness intact."

"Other mortals who inhale the scent will have hallucinations," I continued. "It's a clever trick, meant to confuse and disorient those who are unwelcome."

Turning my attention to the crystal holder nearby, I caught a whiff of the pungent aroma emanating from the spilled wine. "And that faker drugged the wine," I declared. "I smell a strong scent of aphrodisiacs from there."

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I watched as Puriel's gaze flickered toward the spilled wine, her brow furrowing with concern.

But I wasn't finished yet, I turned back to Puriel. “That counts as rape in your eyes too, right?” I asked, my voice tense. I needed her to say it—to confirm that what happened really was something awful.

I couldn't help but notice a flicker of rage dancing in Puriel's eyes. It wasn’t something I saw often. But honestly, it made sense. She’d always been a little too innocent for this kind of twisted crap.

But that was the thing about being a goddess. It meant always seeing the best in people, always believing in humanity. Puriel was no exception; her heart was pure, her intentions noble. She would always be optimistic, always willing to give mortals the benefit of the doubt.

As a devil, however, my perspective was vastly different. I’d seen just how messed up mortals could be—like, really seen it. The kind of darkness they hide deep down? Yeah, I knew it all too well. Their sick games, their lies, the way they twist everything—I wasn’t new to any of it.

After all, it was our duty as punishers in the underworld to deal with mortals who had strayed from the path of righteousness. And in my many centuries of existence, I had learned everything about their cunning ways.

So while Puriel may see the world through rose-tinted glasses, I saw it for what it truly was—a place filled with treachery and deceit, where the line between good and evil was often blurred beyond recognition.

Unfortunately, the ones who came from the cult were different. Their souls wouldn't follow the typical journey down to the underworld or up to the heavens. They were stuck in the in-between, just like us demons. Once they kicked the bucket, that was it, game over. No fiery pits or pearly gates, just a one-way ticket to oblivion.

So when I threw down the gauntlet and threatened the Kraken with suffering, I wasn't just talking about some far-off afterlife punishment. I meant to make him squirm right here, right now, in the mortal realm, while he was still drawing breath.

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