Can Someone (Anyone!) Please Turn Off the Auto-Skill Setting?! - Chapter 53
“Nancy, darling, please spare me!”
Nancy wanted to tell him that it was she who needed saving. She desperately wanted to ask her to beg for mercy from the terrifying ex-paladin standing before them.
Aaron was gripping Bije tightly, but his eyes were locked onto her with a murderous glare.
“Seal him, Nancy. This is Bije, one of the Four Cardinal Guardians,” Aaron said, his voice so cold it made her shiver.
Maybe humans were scarier after all.
“No! I’m the real one! That guy is Bije!” Bije screamed.
“You decide, Nancy. Which one of us is the fake?” Aaron’s sharp voice cut through the tension.
Nancy wanted to ask him if he hadn’t already made up his mind. But with his intimidating gaze fixed on her, she couldn’t dare protest. She silently stepped in front of Bije.
“You’re one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Bije.”
Nancy spoke clearly, loud enough for Aaron to hear. Though she had been confused for a moment, she wanted to make it abundantly clear that there was no longer any doubt in her mind.
“If you seal me, this guy wins. If you seal me, there’s no going back, Nancy, darling. Think again! This guy is going to suck your mind dry and play with you like a toy, ahhhh!”
Aaron squeezed Bije’s jaw firmly, cutting off her last desperate attempt at resistance.
“Darling?”
Aaron was clearly enraged that Bije had called Nancy “darling.”
His grip tightened even more, causing Bije to cry out in pain. The pressure was so intense that it broke the spell, forcing Bije to revert to his true form.
“If I get free from this seal, you’ll regret it! I’ll rip apart your deepest desires and expose everything you try to hide… Arrghhhh!”
“Nancy, I’ll hold her down. Hurry up and seal her,” Aaron said, completely ignoring Bije’s claws raking his arm.
Only then did Nancy, who had been watching in a daze, snap back to reality.
As Nancy chanted the sealing spell, the ritual was completed without any issues. A heavy silence fell over the room, chilling them to the bone.
“…….”
“…….”
Aaron’s gaze was as sharp as a freshly honed blade, and Nancy, terrified of his intense stare, desperately averted her eyes.
Downstairs, the oblivious, drunken crowd continued their rowdy celebration, unaware of the tense atmosphere in the room. The stark contrast between the two made it even harder for Nancy to breathe.
“Bije…”
Aaron finally broke the silence after a long pause, and Nancy flinched, listening intently to his words. She felt like a guilty wife who had been caught cheating, nervously waiting for her husband’s verdict.
“He tried to use magic on me too, but it didn’t work.”
“R-Really? That’s a relief,” she stammered.
“It must’ve been my strong mental fortitude that prevented the succubus’s magic from affecting me.”
That can’t be right, Nancy thought to herself. If Aaron’s mental strength was really that formidable, he shouldn’t have been affected by her Seduction skill either.
Yet, he had fallen for it completely and had even given up his chastity to her. His mental defenses couldn’t be that strong. Nancy shot him a doubtful glance.
Just then, a new message window appeared regarding Aaron.
So it wasn’t Aaron’s mental strength at all.
Nancy couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. Aaron, noticing her sudden laugh, grabbed her chin and turned her face toward him. The roughness of his grip startled Nancy, freezing her in place.
“You got caught, didn’t you?”
“For the record, I wasn’t fooled either! The moment I saw you, I knew you were the real one. You saw that, right?”
“Then why did you let her touch you?”
“That’s…”
Nancy faltered, struggling to find an answer. Her thoughts were a mess, and she couldn’t come up with a quick explanation.
To Aaron, her hesitation was all the confirmation he needed. He grabbed her arm and, with long strides, dragged her back to the bedroom. The woman Bije had ensnared was still lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Once they reached the bedroom, Aaron silently filled a basin with water and soaked a cloth in it. Nancy, watching curiously, flinched when he suddenly turned toward her.
“Bring your face here.”
“What?”
Before she could process his sudden request, Aaron grabbed her face and began scrubbing it with the damp cloth.
He wiped her cheeks, ears, and neck—everywhere the succubus had touched. He scrubbed especially hard on the spots where their lips had met.
“Ouch, Aaron! That hurts! Ow!”
Even though Nancy whimpered in genuine pain, Aaron showed no mercy.
