Lucifer’s mind conjured a massive question mark.
It wasn’t that he was losing it, but he seriously felt there was something wrong with Ermengarde!
What did this young Lich just say?
Touch her chest?
Touch her rift?
Was she trying to gaslight him or something?
It took Lucifer’s brain exactly 9.72 seconds to reboot and process the situation.
Ermengarde was indeed willing to let him touch her “void rift” to satisfy his curiosity.
But wasn’t that a bit too wild of an invitation?!
That void rift was barely two inches above Ermengarde’s flat chest!
If his hand slipped and he accidentally felt her up, wouldn’t she drag him to the internet court for a public trial once she got back to Leithanien?!
Yet, Lucifer had to admit that Ermengarde’s seemingly casual proposal had completely won him over.
“…Are you for real?”
“Mmhmm?
Asking if it’s true?
Of course it is.
Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.
No one else gets this kind of opportunity or privilege, you know.”
There wasn’t a trace of panic or nervousness on Ermengarde’s face, as if she were simply letting Lucifer play with one of her toys.
To anyone else, this behavior would undoubtedly be seen as offensive.
But to a Lich, their physical body might truly be nothing more than an exquisite toy.
“…Let me ask first, you didn’t hide some evil god in there, or some high-dimensional entity that explodes the moment you look at it, did you?”
Observing Ermengarde’s uncharacteristic behavior, Lucifer couldn’t help but be cautious.
After all, he really didn’t know much about Liches.
Who knew what kind of weird things these Liches stuffed into their void rifts.
However, the joke fell on deaf ears.
She might joke about her dignity and decency, but she would never joke about her own life!
It wasn’t like any sane person would plant a bomb right next to their heart!
“Hmph, if you don’t want to, then forget it.”
Ermengarde turned away, looking like a girlfriend who had suddenly started throwing a quiet tantrum during an argument.
On the other side, Lucifer didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Should he decline Ermengarde’s offer?
It would keep him safe and maintain his elegant gentleman persona.
But his inner pervert was burning.
But he had known Ermengarde for less than a day.
Was it really okay to just go for it?
But his inner pervert was burning.
As he pondered, Ermengarde turned her head slightly to look at Lucifer, the silver-white knot dancing at her fingertips.
Screw it!
It was just a black hole.
As a Sanguine, his life was cheap anyway.
He’d just close his eyes and go for it!
Under the night light, a man and a woman sat opposite each other, looking as if something not suitable for children was about to happen next.
Lucifer slowly leaned toward Ermengarde’s chest.
Aside from the triangular void rift on her chest, what Lucifer didn’t expect was that Ermengarde’s bosom hidden under her black silk leather outfit…
seemed even smaller than Warfarin’s?
She should still be growing, right?
Lucifer speculated in his mind.
After all, compared to Warfarin, whose figure had already set with age, the still-young Ermengarde might still have room to grow.
Her future was bright!
In any case, believe in it first, and keep believing!
“Well?
Any thoughts?”
Ermengarde made no effort to hide, proudly presenting her chest to Lucifer.
Lucifer dismissed his immature thoughts and carefully observed Ermengarde’s mysterious four-dimensional pocket.
From a purely visual perspective, Ermengarde’s void rift didn’t seem as miraculous as he had imagined.
There was no feeling of being watched, nor was there any illusion of being sucked in.
No matter how one looked at it, it was just “ordinary.”
Only the white knot extending out from the void rift piqued one’s curiosity.
Following his thoughts, Lucifer reached out and pinched Ermengarde’s knot.
“Ah…”
The moment Lucifer grabbed the knot, a sudden wave of tension rose from deep within, making Ermengarde’s body tremble slightly.
Her turquoise-red pupils dilated instantly.
Lucifer caught every detail of Ermengarde’s strange reaction.
“…Did I hit your switch?”
Lucifer didn’t dare use any force on the knot.
He wondered if Ermengarde was secretly into some wild stuff.
Gently rubbing her thighs to ease the tension, Ermengarde explained in a somewhat embarrassed tone.
“You could say that…
because we Liches usually hide our life-knots in subspace…
which is what you call the ‘void rift.'”
“…This is your life-knot?”
For a moment, Lucifer couldn’t believe this white string was what Ermengarde called a life-knot.
What kind of Lich wouldn’t hide their life-knot completely out of sight, and instead leave a tail hanging outside the void rift?
Even if Ermengarde was silly, she wouldn’t be this foolish.
Lucifer had reason to suspect this string was just decoy, and the real life-knot was still hidden deep within the void rift.
“Mmhmm.
Well, you can try pulling it.
If you pull it hard enough, I might just die, you know?”
Ermengarde tilted her head, giving Lucifer a mischievous look.
As if the knot in Lucifer’s hand wasn’t her life-knot at all.
“…”
Lucifer remained silent, his blood-red vertical pupils fixed on Ermengarde.
He had a strong feeling that if he dared to pull it, Ermengarde would transform into Chainsaw Man right in front of him…
But in the end, Lucifer chose not to pull the suspicious knot.
“Forget it.
You’re the only one who can provide me with Lich blood.
If you kick the bucket, I’ll have nowhere to cry.”
Lucifer let go of Ermengarde’s knot, letting it drop back against her chest.
Seeing that Lucifer didn’t do it, Ermengarde secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although, just as Lucifer suspected, Ermengarde wasn’t stupid enough to fully expose the life-knot that symbolized her core existence, having this string destroyed would still affect her.
If it were the Sanguinarch or Warfarin, they probably would have pulled it just for fun to see if Chainsaw Man would start up.
Ermengarde smiled softly.
This Sanguine Prince was starting to interest her more and more.
But just as Ermengarde was secretly celebrating, Lucifer didn’t seem planning to let her off so easily.
He leaned in close to Ermengarde’s chest again, once more observing the void rift that connected the Lich to subspace.
“Leaving the life-knot aside, I’m quite interested in your four-dimensional pocket.”
With that, Lucifer drew closer and closer, seemingly intending to directly touch Ermengarde’s…
chest…
or rather, the “void rift” on it.
Almost pinned beneath Lucifer, Ermengarde leaned back against the sofa, frozen in place with nowhere to run.
The girl’s blush overcame her reason and composure.
“Ah…”
At this moment, Ermengarde was completely at a loss, becoming even more flustered.