"Shit!" Max swore and hurriedly shouted, "Crush the crystal!"
Amara glanced at him and shook her head. "It's too late."
"What do you m—"
Max was confused, but he soon realized he couldn't move his body.
Bang!
The door was blasted open, and Orlan slowly walked inside.
His blood-red eyes gleaming ferociously as he glanced at Max, sending chills down his spine.
He then glanced at Amara and shook his head while clicking his tongue.
"Were you going to teleport away without clothes? Tsk! Tsk! Some young kids you are!"
Hearing this, both Max and Amara realized they were still… naked.
Because of how comfortable they were with each-other, they had forgotten to put on some clothes after their passionate sex session.
"Be quick! Put on some clothes."
Orlan ordered as he turned his head away.
Although he was a demon and didn't care about these things, Amara was his daughter and he didn't feel comfortable looking at her in her birthday suit.
"We can't unless you withdraw your aura, father." Amara cried out, her face burning hot with shame.
Orlan waved his hand lightly before withdrawing his aura.
'Such skillful use of aura!'
Max gawked at Orlan in horror. Before Amara spoke, he didn't even know why he wasn't able to move. He just found moving his body impossible.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As if being summoned, the teleportation crystal in their hands flew toward Orlan, who caught them. At the same time, they regained control over their bodies.
Max instinctively wanted to buy another teleportation crystal and teleport away. However, he noticed no killing intent directed at him from the demon king. So curbed the thought.
Taking out a fresh set of clothes from his inventory, he quickly got dressed.
Amara also did the same and looked at her father's back in worry.
She didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew for sure he was angry at and disappointed in her for getting together with a human. At the same time, she became curious why he hadn't killed Max yet. She didn't want that, of course.
Orlan turned around and looked at Amara up and down and said with some surprise in his voice,
"How astonishing! If you didn't have the same appearance, I would've thought you were a human, not my daughter."
He then turned his gaze to Max and said, "I had my doubts before, but you really aren't ordinary, kid. If I'm not wrong, you helped my daughter awaken her bloodline, right?"
Max had no reason to lie now that things had come to this. So, he nodded, "Yeah. I did."
"Oh?! Can you help someone else?" Orlan asked with a slight ripple in his voice as his eyes started fixatedly at Max.
Max knew his answer was crucial. Therefore, he asked the system in his mind,
'System, you know how that old man helped Amara awaken her bloodline, right? Can you do it?"
[No host. That worm used a special method that only tier-9 beings can use.]
Max's face turned gloomy when he heard this and asked, 'Aren't you stronger than him?'
[That's the correct host. If the system has enough lust energy, the system is indeed stronger than that worm. However, the system can't use lust energy to do things other than help the host become stronger.]
When he heard this, his face turned dark as he retorted, 'Didn't you use lust energy when you killed the old man?'
[Host, you are mistaken. The system didn't use lust energy.]
'Then what did you use?' he asked angrily asked. However, the system's next answer irritated him even more.
[Host isn't qualified to know yet.]
'Fuck!'
Suddenly he heard Orlan's impassive voice, "You can't do it, huh?"
'Damn it!' He cursed.
He could guess he was alive until now because Orlan wanted him to help others from his tribe awaken their bloodlines. Now that he was incapable of doing it, things could turn ugly for him.
Orlan watched as Max's face darkened after he asked the question and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
But as a seasoned person, he didn't show it on his face and indifferently commented, "You can't do it, huh?"
Just as Max's mind raced to find something to save his life, Orlan continued,
"That's too bad, but we can't do anything about can we? So, let's talk about something else."
"Oh…? What do you want to talk about, sir?" Max asked, quickly calming down.
"Not calling me lord anymore, I see," Orlan said. "It's alright. But I don't like being called sir. How about you call me something else?"
"What should I call you then?"
"How does father-in-law sound to you?" Orlan's peered at him.
"What?!" While his words shocked Max, Amara was shocked even more. She couldn't believe her ears. Did her father just agree to their relationship?
When Max didn't respond immediately, Orlan's eyes narrowed, and he asked in an icy tone, "You are not willing?"
Although shocked, Amara turned to Max to hear his response.
Gulp!
Max gulped audibly and quickly shook his head, "No, father-in-law. You misunderstand."
Finally, a small smile appeared on Orlan's face when he heard this, and he nodded. "That's good to hear."
He then waved his hand and the two teleportation crystals flew back to the duo.
Orlan then smiled, "Now, as my son-in-law, it's your duty to assist my branch family to settle on the human continent. You don't have any objection, right?"
"This…" Max finally understood what Orlan wanted.
He must have thought that Max belonged to some powerful noble family on the human continent, since he could awaken Amara's bloodline and possessed artifacts like the mask of terra and teleportation crystals.
Thinking this, he smiled wryly and said, "Father-in-law, even if I want to help you in this, I can't because everyone on there will become my enemy if I took your side."
Orlan dismissively waved his hand. "Don't worry about that. Although the demon race may not win the war, we won't lose it either. After our forces capture enough land over there, we'll start migrating."
"So, I don't want you to help me fight your race. My demon race can do that. However, I have many enemies in the demon race who will act against me while I'm focused on settling my branch family down. You just need to help me with them."
Max wanted to say that he can't help since Orlan's enemies should be as strong as him or, in other words, king ranked while he was just a three-star mage. How would he help him?
But... could he say that? He could not. Because he knew, even though Orlan had accepted him as his son-in-law, he wouldn't hesitate to kill him if he wasn't of any use to him.
Taking a deep breath, he asked, "When will you need help? I mean, how much time do I have?"
Orlan thought for a moment before saying, "More or less three months."
"Alright." Max nodded. At least he had some time to grow stronger.
"Good." Orlan smiled. He then took out a spatial ring and flicked it over to Max. "It's my gift to you both. Now go on and return."
Whoosh!
Once he finished speaking, he vanished.
Phew!
Max let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and finally relaxed. However, Orlan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind and made him freeze.
