"It's like finding someone's presence comforting, their smile warm," she began while eyeing Reign for any reaction.
"It's about wanting to be with them, to share moments, to protect and maybe even to... feel something."
Lilith felt a little awkward discussing such a human concept she learned from watching a drama series on TV.
'Damn it, I might actually like her,' Reign sighed.
Every word she said hit the mark, and now he felt that this could complicate things.
It wouldn't be an issue if he were a good guy, but he was a monster who had killed many people and would surely kill more in the future.
And the worst part was, he enjoyed killing and eating humans more than anything.
That alone was already a major hurdle, because he doubted she would accept his way of living.
If there was one woman who could accept him for who he was right now, it would be Anna.
She was the only one crazy enough not to question him at all; she would even support his endeavors by killing humans alongside him.
Even Lilith, who was a devil herself, found him too evil and brutal for her own taste. It showed that his actions were beyond even the baseline for what an actual devil would find acceptable.
'I can't talk to her right now,' he thought. 'I need to figure this out first. Maybe I'm just confused,' he added, attempting to deny his own feelings.
"Which Tier 4 city is on the brink of being overrun by the corrupteds?" he asked hurriedly, trying to shift the conversation to distract himself.
Lilith noticed this but decided not to point it out, avoiding pushing him into a corner.
As a demon lord, his emotional instability could potentially cause the destruction of this whole building.
"There's a Tier 4 city called Brentwood. I heard from my intelligence that the number of corrupteds surrounding the barrier is increasing daily. I think that's your best bet to kill humans without attracting too much attention to yourself," she responded.
"That's it? Just one? I need more cities. Give me all you got," Reign ordered.
One city was no longer enough because he planned to leave for long a period of time to think, and to sweep through more Tier 4 cities along the way.
'But where is he getting this confidence from ? Or does he has more lose screw than I assumed?, '
"Okay," George nodded and accepted. He had no say in this matter and could only wait .
Lilith almost laugh up after hearing George's response.
She assumed he was ignorant of how difficult it really was to reach Demon King status—it could take years, perhaps even a decade.
"Good. While I'm gone, I want you to work for Lilith and gather more information about the Demon Territory. Also..." He paused for a moment. "And don't tell Cyril about me, and don't mention that I'm the one who saved her," he added.
George and Melissa exchanged surprised glances, unsure of how to respond to his request, so they just nodded.
After he finished giving his instructions, he turned to Lilith and ordered her to take care of them.
He was already treating her more like a servant than a partner, but she could only endure.
"Are you leaving without waiting for Cyril to wake up?" Mellissa asked, overhearing Reign discussing plans with Lilith.
"Of course. Why should I wait for her?" Reign replied, his tone dismissive and indifferent, as if Cyril's well- being was no importance to him.
It was a complete reversal of the attitude he had before he became aware of his feelings. Now, he was doing his utmost to ignore them.
This line of thought wasn't merely because he disliked having a relationship with her; it stemmed from a fear that entertaining such emotions would make him soft, illogical, and dumb in the long term.
Recalling how he had almost jeopardized himself to save a single human woman reminded him of the idiocy of it all.
He had become vulnerable because of her, and he despised this feeling; he wanted it gone.
"But you like—" Mellissa blurted out, but before she could finish her words, she felt his killing intent.
She gasped for breath after realizing that she just made a huge blunder.
"I think you people are misunderstanding something. I'm a monster, and I've never liked or considered anyone as my friend or ally. You're just my tools for convenience, so just do what I ask you to, and stop meddling in my business or I'll kill you all myself," he warned, his dominating and brutal aura exerting a pressure that also weighed heavily on George and Lilith.
'What is this killing intent? He's not joking at all,' Lilith thought, puzzled by how quickly his demeanor had changed like a light switch.
'He's even more mentally broken than I thought ,' she concluded quietly to herself.