The Crowned Greed: Transmigrated into a Demonic Dragon-Chapter 157: I Hate Violence

Jessica opened her eyes in pain, her ears ringing, her body screaming, and her cheek burning.

She blinked a few times to clear her cloudy vision, but the first thing she saw was a familiar black mask.

Once she regained her memories, her mouth opened widely.

"AH—!"

Before she could scream, Dante shoved his arm deep into her mouth.

His hand slid past her teeth, driving beyond her tongue deep into the slick tunnel of her throat.

She felt the knuckles press against the back of her mouth, making her feel like he was touching the base of her skull from the inside. She couldn’t close her jaw, she couldn’t make a sound, and she couldn’t even vomit.

When she tried to scream, the sound died in her throat with no air to push past the hand.

Pain. Despair. Helplessness. Different emotions overwhelmed her entire being and brought tears to her beautiful, pink, heart-shaped eyes.

She weakly raised her hands and tried to pull Dante’s hand out, but all her efforts were meaningless.

"You know about my physical strength, right?" Dante’s voice turned careless and joyful again, but Jessica could feel the coldness hidden inside.

"All I need to do now is move my hand a little and you’ll explode from the inside. You are smart enough to understand what this means, right?"

Jessica tried to nod, but she couldn’t, so she just blinked to show her understanding.

"Good. You won’t try to attack me or run after I pull my hand out, will you?"

Jessica blinked again.

What else could she do in such a situation?

She regretted coming into this war for some useless resources.

She regretted her stupid suggestion of trying to seduce him.

She regretted not changing sides after noticing something wrong about how he reacted to her temptation.

She regretted not taking the entire army with her!

With a satisfied nod, Dante finally pulled her hand out, and she immediately coughed and vomited on the ground.

He looked at his hand, now covered with saliva, with both disgust and regret.

’Maybe I could have just choked her, tsk.’

Thud!

Jessica dropped to the ground, noticing that Dante finally released her hair.

A piece of cloth and a bottle of water appeared out of nowhere. Ignoring Jessica, he washed his gloved hand and wiped it with the cloth.

"Look, I’ll be honest with you." Dante crouched and patted Jessica’s head gently: "You will die. I’ll kill you regardless of anything you do, it’s inevitable now."

Jessica’s pupils shrank, but before she could open her mouth...

"Buuuut..." Dante raised a finger: "I will give you the chance to choose how you die!"

Jessica’s heart sank: "I... I will do whatever—"

"Whatever I want, right?" Dante cut her off: "You’ll start speaking about how beautiful you are, things that can make you useful, being my slave, the pleasure you can give to me as a lust demoness, the information you have, and so on."

Jessica sweated heavily... That was truly what she wanted to say.

Dante tapped her head lightly: "Can you use that head of yours? You’re sitting completely naked and fragile in front of me with your transformation active. You used your strange seductive ability and voice, and I only flinched!"

"Do you think I care about some stupid physical pleasure? And defeating you and the other giants without breaking a sweat, do you think you can help me by becoming a slave? Ha! I’d rather have an adorable cat than you! At least the cat will help me maintain my sanity."

Every word was like a strike to Jessica’s heart that wanted to survive, hope that was fading gradually, and pride as a beautiful lust demoness.

"A cat is more valuable than me...?"

Who was this guy exactly?

The black magic users were all lunatics. There was no way a man who used black magic would endure her beauty.

She couldn’t help but glance at the spot between his legs, confirming that he was indeed a man.

"Are you... a lust demon?" Jessica finally asked the question that had been inside of her for so long.

She didn’t fail to notice Dante’s charming voice and the subtle tempting presence in the way he moved.

"Oh, you’re half right." Dante chuckled and showed her his hand, manipulating crimson energy that enhanced his fingers.

"Greed...?" Jessica held her head with shaking hands: "This doesn’t make any sense... What the hell are you?!"

"You don’t have to concern yourself with it." Dante shook his head. The next moment, a simple mana chair materialized behind him. He sat immediately on it and crossed his legs.

"Here’s the thing. You should have a high position judging by how you are able to use a giant as a sacrifice to attract me, right?"

Jessica nodded with no denying.

"Well, I want you to tell me some information." Dante rested his head on his arm: "You know, anything about why you’re here and such. Maybe tell me about the teleportation relic and the other giants."

"If you cooperate like a good person, I’ll kill you with one strike. Otherwise, I might have to use some force, which I’m trying to avoid, to be honest. I hate violence."

"Hate violence?"

Jessica subconsciously touched her mouth, face, and spider limbs.

Did he smash her face into the ground, break and sever her spider limbs, almost burn her alive, and shove his hand into her throat, only to say that he didn’t like violence?!

Jessica didn’t know what she should do.

She could try to run, but she knew that there was no hope.

She could try to kill him, but that was even more stupid.

She could try to seduce him again, but her current form alone was supposed to be enough to attract even a man with 100 Mind points. Yet it didn’t bother him!

’Should I just accept my death...’

Jessica hugged herself and trembled silently. That thought was scary, too scary for her.

Unfortunately, her only other option was also dying, but with pain in addition to death.

Dante waited for her patiently until she finally opened her mouth.

"I... I accept."