True Magician

Chapter 191

Rome.

Keeping my eyes closed to avoid the now chronic twitching of my eyes and eyebrows, and trying to remain calm, I finished another espresso, having lost count after the twentieth shot. I would like to say that the coffee helped me, but it didn't.

Outside the coffee shop window, it was late evening, and Sirzechs had long since left... but not the problem he had brought with him.

- "Lord Romani, would you like anything? I will be happy to fulfill your every request!" one of the demonesses asked optimistically for the umpteenth time.

- "Lady Liliana, can't you see that your attempts are annoying Lord Romani?" another intervened in an aristocratic tone. "Such a distinguished person prefers peace and quiet, which only I can provide."

- "That's a bold statement, Lady Korza," said another. "You are too arrogant to dare say such a thing in Lord Romani's presence!"

- "Lady Vashara is right!" added a fourth demoness. "Not to mention that your family doesn't even have the status to be here!"

- "But I have power, and I will gladly demonstrate it to Lord Romani once again."

- "Yes, let's settle this with force. A weak woman has no right to be near Lord Romani," I heard a new voice say.

- "That's the easiest and quickest method," someone at the end of the room agreed.

- "I was careless last time, but I won't make any mistakes," said another.

With my eyes still closed, I felt the magical power of all the demons present slowly begin to emerge. My ears also picked up sharp, rustling sounds of movement, indicating that a fight was about to break out...

The third time...

- "My father works for the head of the Belial clan! You don't dare touch me!"

- "My mother is the dean of the department at Lucifer's High School! Just try to hurt me!"

- "My brother!.."

- "My uncle!.."

I didn't listen any further, but simply set up another closed field to protect the establishment and prevent any consequences from reaching the outside world, because, after all, the coffee shop employees, who were not here now thanks to my hypnosis, were saints in my eyes, and I didn't want to cause them any inconvenience.

Why was I still here putting up with this? Well, I had to give Goetia and Merlin credit, those bastards had taken quite a few factors into account. Including my possible methods of counteraction.

I could, of course, send the demons away or erase their memories, but what would be the point? Goetia's influence on the demons was in their blood, in their very essence, and any magic I used would be nullified. Kill them or something? I was a bastard, but not that much of one. Just go home?

Heh. They would just gather around the residence and cause even more trouble. Could I just talk to them and ask them to leave? No, damn it! That bastard promised these demons incredible privileges if they managed to sleep with me!

Every member of their family would get a lifetime guarantee of safety, a place in the Pillars, new powers, and a whole bunch of other stuff I found out about!

Of course, I could understand them, because what he promised them was a fucking ticket to a better life, and that's exactly why this whole situation pisses me off so much. After all, they were essentially innocent.

I took a deep breath.

In any case, I had to find a way out of this mess. And at that moment, I couldn't think of anything. But suddenly, the doors to the coffee shop opened, and I couldn't contain my curiosity and opened my eyes.