Chapter 248: The Echoing Hall

Chapter 248: The Echoing Hall

Seven Sins System Chapter 248. The Echoing Hall

"Why are you here? Don't you want to rest before your trial?" my dad's voice echoed in his office as I materialized before him, using my teleportation skill. He was seated behind his imposing desk, engrossed in the documents sprawled out in front of him. The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows that danced along the walls. It felt as though time itself had paused within this chamber of authority.

I approached him, my footsteps were resolute and purposeful until I stood just inches away from the massive wooden desk. My eyes scanned the room, noticing the absence of any other demons. It was just him and me in this clandestine meeting.

"I'm going to sleep during the trial, right? So, what's the difference?" I retorted, my voice tinged with a hint of defiance. I leaned against the edge of the desk, crossing my arms over my chest. "Besides, I can't sleep," I added, my gaze fixed upon his stoic figure.

My father's gaze remained fixed on the paper, his expression betraying no hint of emotion. It was as though he possessed an uncanny ability to remain impassive in the face of any turmoil. He finally spoke, his voice devoid of any warmth or concern. "Then you should invite your women to warm your bed then," he remarked, his words carrying a biting edge.

"I have Ivy to warm my bed. As for the others, I want them to enjoy their vacation here," I nonchalantly replied, leaning against the edge of my father's desk. The air in the room felt heavy with tension, yet I maintained a cool and indifferent demeanor.

My dad, momentarily distracted from his papers, raised an eyebrow and peered at me. "Vacation?" he inquired, his curiosity piqued as he set the document aside and shifted his gaze to meet mine.

I offered him a dry smile, a hint of mischief dancing in my eyes. "Yeah, this place counts as overseas for them, right?" I remarked, my voice laced with irony.

His response was as impassive as ever. "Right," he simply acknowledged before returning his attention to the paper in his hand.

"So, I want to take my trial now," I asserted, pointing to the reason for my unexpected visit to my father's office.

He sighed wearily, glancing up from his desk to meet my gaze. "It can wait until after I finish my work," he said, waving his hand dismissively as if trying to shoo away my request.

With an exhale, I swiftly teleported to his side, leaning casually against the edge of his desk. "Oh, come on, Dad," I teased, my tone laced with annoyance. "That paper is upside down," I chided, pointing out the obvious. I had noticed it the moment I arrived, so I knew he was merely using it as an excuse to avoid the trial. It was clear that he was intentionally stalling.

He hastily flipped it right-side up, his face flushing with mild embarrassment. "It was just a small mistake," he muttered, attempting to defend himself. However, the subtle twitch of his lips betrayed his amusement at being caught in the act.

"Here's your bed," my dad said, his voice tinged with an unusual mix of solemnity and concern. He pointed towards the stone bed that stood before us, its presence commanding attention.

I couldn't help but scoff at his attempt to pass off this ominous structure as a place of comfort. "Looks comfortable," I muttered sarcastically, my gaze fixed upon the ancient altar-like bed.

My dad's response was a mere whisper, his voice filled with unspoken sorrow. "Yeah..." he trailed off, his gaze distant. Without warning, his hand shot out and grabbed my face, the sudden contact catching me off guard. At that moment, time seemed to freeze as a surge of energy coursed through me, my mind becoming a whirlwind of confusion and disorientation.

Before I could react, my body was engulfed by an unseen force, drawing me toward the cold, unforgiving surface of the stone altar. My consciousness wavered, teetering on the edge of oblivion, as I succumbed to the overwhelming pull of the dark energy. As the world blurred around me, my dad's words echoed in my mind.

"Promise me you have to wake up," he pleaded, his voice filled with an urgency that pierced through the haze of my fading awareness. I caught a glimpse of sadness in his eyes, a hint of vulnerability that I had rarely witnessed. It was a moment of raw emotion, an unspoken plea for my survival.

And then, in an instant, my consciousness slipped away.

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