Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 140 - : CERTAINTY OF DEATH

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Mr. John and Mrs. Margaret stood before a stunningly beautiful woman. By all means, they should have been in awe—but they weren't. The woman before them radiated a danger unlike anything they had ever encountered. She was the new demon leader who had replaced the infamous Baron Arjit. Whispers among the inner circles claimed she was far stronger and more terrifying than Arjit, and crossing her was nothing short of suicide.

"Demon Lord," they both said in unison, their heads bowed in deep respect.

"Hm, Jessica's parents, right?" Lilith asked, her eyes locked onto them with an unsettling intensity.

The couple stiffened at the mention of their daughter's name. Panic surged through them. Why was the Demon Lord speaking of Jessica? Was this a threat? But for what reason? They had nothing of value—nothing that should warrant interest from someone so powerful. Their minds raced, trying to understand what had drawn Lilith's attention to them.

"I'm not here to threaten you," Lilith said with a dismissive wave of her hand, as if swatting away their worries. "There's no point. If I wanted to, I could kill you with less effort than taking a walk."

"Yes, indeed. We have a daughter named Jessica," John finally found the courage to say, forcing the words out.

"You see," Lilith began, sinking comfortably into her seat, "your daughter's gotten herself caught up in a rather unpleasant situation. And unfortunately, that situation now involves the two of you."

Her words hung over them like a stormcloud.

"What... what mess is our daughter in, if I may ask?" John managed to ask, his voice trembling but steady enough. His concern for Jessica outweighed his fear.

Lilith gave a slight smirk. "Simple. The death of the Austins—ring a bell? Their son, Nemesis, going on a vendetta? Please tell me you've heard the rumors."

The couple's expressions morphed rapidly—from confusion to shock, then to pure dread.

"What does he plan to do to our daughter? She's innocent! Believe us! I swear, she didn't know her actions would lead to that. She only did it because we told her to. We swear!" Margaret cried out, her voice desperate, eyes pleading with Lilith.

"Oh? Innocent, you say?" Lilith teased, arching a brow.

"Yes, she is! We told her to call Mr. Austin and his wife. We made her lie that Greg had fallen gravely ill while they were together and had been rushed to Reynold's Hospital. She thought we were planning a surprise event for the couple. That's what we told her! She had no idea it was a trap. When she found out about their deaths, she cried for days. She wouldn't eat. She was broken. Please believe us! We're the ones at fault. Greedy and selfish—we killed our friends for wealth. But she… she's innocent. Please don't let anything happen to our daughter!" Margaret begged, all pride stripped away by desperation.

She wasn't alone. John joined in, falling to his knees, both parents pleading for mercy.

Lilith narrowed her eyes, sighing in exasperation. "Calm down, will you? For people who care so much about their daughter, you sure are a wicked pair. I'll never understand humans."

Her voice grew colder.

"You love your daughter so much, yet you didn't hesitate to murder others—leaving their children behind to fend for themselves, penniless and alone. You took everything their parents worked for. Greed drove you. Honestly, demons could learn a thing or two from humans about cruelty."

The couple lowered their heads in shame. Guilt began to burrow its way into their hearts. Looking back now, they couldn't even comprehend why they had done what they did. It made no sense. The weight of their sins finally began to settle in.

"So… our daughter is safe?" John asked, trying to remain composed.

Lilith stretched her arms, her tone relaxed. "Yes, as far as I can tell. But you two? I'm not so sure about that."

Their relief evaporated. Panic returned with full force.

Lilith tilted her head at their expressions, genuinely confused. "Why do you both look so shocked? Don't you watch the news? Nemesis—Greg, whatever name you prefer—is coming for you. Honestly, you should've expected this."

"But… but our daughter works for him, or so I've heard. How could he possibly bring himself to kill us after all she's done for him?" John asked, stunned by the idea, Margaret nodding beside him.

Lilith blinked, completely dumbfounded.

"I've seen a lot of despicable people in my life," she muttered. "But you two... you're in a league of your own. You actually think you're entitled to be spared? Because your daughter happens to work for the man you betrayed? Unreal."

She leaned back, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Please, tell me honestly… you're ancient demons in disguise, right? You have to be—because I can't understand how any human can say such absurd things without stuttering once."

Mr. John and Mrs. Margaret diverted their gaze to avoid Lilith's scrutinizing eyes. Mr. John felt even more embarrassed; he had said that smoothly without even thinking twice about what he was saying.

"Well, what my husband meant was, our daughter has done so much for him that he should consider sparing us for her sake rather than cause her heartache," Mrs. Margaret tried to soften the words.

"I see," Lilith replied. "But sorry to break it to you—you're both going to die regardless." Her tone was casual, but the couple's faces instantly turned pale.

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"Please, Demon Lord, help us," Mrs. Margaret pleaded, biting her lower lip and clutching her dress tightly.

"The thing is," Lilith said, her voice calm yet icy, "you will die. And I don't see the point in helping you. You have nothing to offer me in life… but in your death, you do."

Her aura began to leak out, subtle but suffocating. The pressure in the room thickened, heavy and intense, and the couple began to tremble beneath its weight, Lilith's words concerning their fate hovering over them like a stormy cloud.