Devilish secretary - Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Chapter 204 Miscalculation
Lilith’s patience was already hanging by a thread. The freezing wind whipped against her skin, the dark sea stretching endlessly before her, and her only company?

A square-headed idiot.

And now—

He had just told her the most infuriating thing of the night.

“Miss Lilith! I regret to inform you that this island is actually a restricted area! Unauthorized trespassing is strictly prohibited under maritime law!”

Lilith’s eye twitched.

She stopped the boat abruptly, the engine cutting through the stillness of the night.

Her breath came out in sharp puffs, the night air turning colder and colder.

She had been out here for hours.

She had outran Sebastian’s men.

She had risked her life slipping through those cliffs.

And this damn island was prohibited?!

Her jaw clenched, her fingers tightening around the wheel.

“Tin can.”

Sir Sparkleton’s red eyes blinked innocently.

“Yes, Miss Lilith?”

“Do you mean to tell me… that after all this time… you led me straight to an island I can’t even land on?”

A small pause.

Then—

“Correct!”

Lilith’s eye twitched harder.

Her hands curled into fists.

“You absolute pile of scrap metal.”

Sir Sparkleton beeped in alarm.

“Miss Lilith, violent outbursts are not the solution! I will immediately scan for a better island!”

“Oh, you better.”

Lilith’s teeth chattered slightly as she rubbed her arms. The night was getting colder.

Great.

Just great.

Not only was she stuck in the middle of the damn ocean…she was freezing, tired, and now dealing with the dumbest AI known to mankind.

Sir Sparkleton’s antenna twitched as he scanned again.

“Scanning… scanning…”

Lilith exhaled heavily.

The temperature was dropping fast.

She needed to find land soon.

Then, finally—

“Miss Lilith! Good news! Another island detected!”

Lilith perked up slightly.

“Where?”

“Coordinates adjusting! Please head northeast for approximately 45 minutes! This island is inhabited and has signs of civilization!”

Lilith narrowed her eyes.

“Are you sure this time?”

Sir Sparkleton paused.

“Processing confidence level…”

Lilith waited.

Then—

“85% sure!”

Silence.

The ocean seemed to still.

Lilith’s fingers twitched.

Her jaw tightened.

Sir Sparkleton, finally sensing danger, slowly turned his head toward her.

“Miss Lilith?”

Lilith smiled.

Too sweetly.

“Listen here, you little metal menace.”

She grabbed him by the top of his square head, lifting him up.

Sir Sparkleton beeped in distress.

“Miss Lilith! Please remain calm—”

“If you get this wrong again—” she leaned in, her golden eyes gleaming dangerously, “—I will personally throw you into the deepest part of this ocean and watch you sink.”

Sir Sparkleton twitched.

Then, quickly, he straightened up, his robotic voice suddenly more serious.

“Miss Lilith, I will now re-scan with 200% effort.”

Lilith huffed. “That’s what I thought.”

She dropped him back into her lap, muttering under her breath as she turned the boat toward the new coordinates.

Sir Sparkleton remained perfectly still, clearly not wanting to test his luck again.

And as the waves rolled on, the night grew colder, and Lilith kept her eyes locked on the dark horizon, waiting for land to appear.

This was turning into one hell of a night.

The boat sliced through the dark waters, the green navigation light casting an eerie glow on the rolling waves.

Lilith gripped the wheel, her eyes focused ahead, but the night was too thick, too endless.

The faint glow of the boat’s light only allowed her to see a few meters ahead.

Everything beyond that?

Pitch black.

She sighed, narrowing her eyes.

“Tin can, give me a scan.”

Sir Sparkleton’s antenna twitched.

“Understood! Scanning for obstacles and best course of travel!”

Lilith kept her hands steady, waiting.

The ocean was calm, but something about the way the night stretched so empty, so endless, made her uneasy.

“Miss Lilith! Adjust three degrees east! The path is clear!”

Lilith turned the wheel slightly, following his instructions.

She exhaled. Maybe, just maybe, this annoying piece of metal was finally being useful.

Then—

Sir Sparkleton suddenly beeped again.

“Oh! Oh! Even better route detected! Turn five degrees north!”

Lilith frowned.

“Are you sure?”

“100% sure!”

Lilith huffed.

“Fine.”

She turned sharply, the boat adjusting smoothly.

But something felt off.

Her grip on the wheel tightened.

The waves beneath them changed.

They felt rougher.

More unstable.

Sir Sparkleton beeped again.

“Miss Lilith, you are now on the most optimal path! Please proceed!”

Lilith narrowed her eyes.

Something wasn’t right.

She couldn’t see far enough, but the way the ocean moved, the way the wind had suddenly shifted—

Her instincts screamed danger.

“Tin can, scan again.”

“That won’t be necessary! The path is perfec—”

Then—

It happened.

BAM!

The entire boat lurched violently.

Lilith’s body slammed forward, her hands barely keeping her grip on the wheel.

A sickening crunch of metal echoed through the air.

The green navigation light flickered wildly, illuminating the chaotic waves splashing over the edges of the boat.

Sir Sparkleton screamed in robotic horror.

“Miss Lilith! Critical impact! Critical impact!”

“NO SHIT!” Lilith snapped, trying to regain control.

But it was too late.

The boat tilted dangerously to the side, water rushing in.

Something had struck them.

Or worse—they had struck something.

Lilith forced herself up, her Blue eyes flicking wildly across the water.

What the hell was that?

Sir Sparkleton beeped frantically.

“Calculating—calculating—Oh no.”

Lilith’s blood turned cold.

“What?”

“I made a slight miscalculation!”

Lilith froze.

Her head snapped toward the robot.

“What. Did. You. Do?”

Sir Sparkleton trembled in her lap.

“W-Well… turns out… the “optimal path” I detected was actually leading towards a large, unmapped structure beneath the water. And now… we are sinking.”

Lilith’s breath hitched.

She looked down—

Water.

It was rising fast.

She had seconds.

Not minutes—seconds.

She didn’t even think.

Her hands moved automatically, grabbing Sir Sparkleton and shoving him under her arm.

“Miss Lilith?! What are you—”

Then—

The boat completely tipped.

Everything plunged into darkness.

The cold ocean rushed up, swallowing her whole.

The sound of the waves became muffled, the crushing pressure wrapping around her like a vice.

For a moment..nothing existed.

No light.

No sound.

No air.

Just an endless abyss.