Worldly Overlord

Five days later, Devon finally stepped out of the room with Teresa walking right beside him. The duo walked towards the door down the hallway, and each of their steps was in sync with one another.

Devon was aware of the dominating aura he possessed and because of that whenever he was around people most of them always felt uneasy.

At first, he thought it was because of the training that was why people always stayed far away from him. It was until Teresa explained the situation to him did he fully understand the true reason.

Devon turned to look at the woman beside him, and a frown appeared on his face. He was always curious about this woman's identity.

Because Teresa looked down on all the people in the auction including the sovereign and the dominator. Even the boss sometimes treated her with respect.

Also, she was the only person who could enter the boss room anytime she pleases.

What made Devon more curious about her identity was when she asked if she should go kill his father. At first, he thought she was joking, but when he saw the look on her face, Devon knew she wasn't joking.

Those were really big words, even the boss of the auction couldn't say such a thing. So, who was this lady who didn't even put the 31st strongest powerhouse in the mortal world in her eyes?

While others felt uncomfortable around him because of his aura, she seemed to love it. Even her sister couldn't walk right beside him.

"What is it?" Teresa folded her hands across her chest, seeing how Devon was staring at her.

Devon stopped his steps, He turned to her side and stood right in front of her. "Who are you?" The question seemed simple, but the look on Devon's face as he asked that question was deadly.

Teresa stared back at Devon's face. It was as if the two of them were in a staring competition.

"Just an average girl trying to live her best life...." After a while, Teresa broke the silence between them. "Don't start this shit again."

Seeing they still weren't any reply from Devon, she walked away from his front, on her way to the place they intended to go.

Devon watched as she entered the door down the hallway. He chuckled, promising himself to figure out everything about this mysterious woman.

And probably this could be what made Devon more attracted to her. It could be the mystery that shrouded Teresa.

The door down the hallway was the door to the cafeteria. In the auction, the boss treated all of them equally. Well, except from Devon. But since he had finished his training, they weren't any difference between him and them anymore.

The whole equal treatment was indeed just a sham, the powerful ones would always reign supreme over the weakling.

And the same applied here. Truthfully, they were no such thing as an equal system, for a matter of fact in any situation someone would always benefit more than the other.

Devon entered the cafeteria, his eyes scanned the whole room, and a few seconds later he spotted the person he was looking for.

Of course, the person was Teresa. Devon then walked towards her and sat down at the seat in front of her.

If the cafeteria was noisy as soon as Devon entered it became completely silently. Comparing it to a graveyard wasn't exaggerating.

All the staff and members in the auction stopped whatever there were doing and stared at the youth. From when he got in till when he went to sit in front of Teresa, their eyes were glued to him.

Teresa entirely ignored Devon and focused on ordering the food she wanted. When she was done, she gave the list to the attendant in front of her.

"Sir Devon, should..... I- I..... bring the usual.....meal." The attendant said, this clearly wasn't the first time she was attending to Devon over his food.

But that still didn't change how frightened she was anytime she spoke to him.

Teresa smirked, "Control that aura of yours and spare the poor girl."

"No... Lady Teresa... It's fine." The attendant closed her eyes as her legs were shaking heavily. She wondered how Teresa had sex with someone this terrifying.

They were rumors in the auction that Devon was the god of death, incarnation. Most of the members said he was the embodiment of evil.

Saying the masters are calling him the son of prophecy to protect him from the world.

One of the staff had once said that he walked in on Devon eating pieces of human flesh. Another one said that Devon was from the Demon world.

And the reason why he always wears a mask is that he doesn't want people to see his horrifying face.

Different things were said about Devon and when Devon got to hear some of it from Teresa he just laughed. Devon knew Teresa also played some roles in those rumors.

"As usual," Devon said, not even glancing at the attendant.

While the terrifying aura which was brimming around his body disappeared instantly like it wasn't there in the first place.

The attendant opened her eyes in shock, she couldn't believe the God of death actually obeyed someone. With what she had heard about him, never in her wildest dream did she accept this day to come.

It wasn't only the attendant who was shocked by Devon's action, but the entire people in the cafeteria.

And the dominating aura that seemed to want to bring any presence to its kneels was replaced by a soothing and comfortable aura.

It felt like...........

She then began blushing and giggling till she made her way to the serving area of the cafeteria.

The man had their mouth wide open, seeing the lady's sudden change. All they felt was just the dominating aura disappearing and nothing else. It was until they looked at the faces of the women did they know that something was wrong.

Teresa used her hand to cover her mouth, trying her best not to laugh at what was going on.

During one of their sex session, she had once asked him why he always let out that aura out. That time he didn't answer her question, but she finally knew the reason why.

It could probably be because of her strength because the soothing aura only had little effect on her body.

The women in the cafeteria were doing some sort of odd things. Some of them were also blushing and giggling, while some were salivating as they stared at Devon.

Some had even taken it to another level by sticking their hands into their clothes. Only god knows what they were doing.

The men in the cafeteria weren't okay with any of the actions the women were doing. As some of them were in relationships with some of the women.

Seeing their woman staring at another man like some hungry beast was really annoying, so they angrily glared at Devon like they wanted to rip him apart. Even if he was the god of death incarnation they also were not some pushovers.

"Okay, okay, okay..... You've made your point." Teresa said, bringing an end to the whole horny festival.

Devon smiled at her. And for Teresa, who knew the youth well, she knew he was mocking her.. A grin appeared on her face immediately.