My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten - Chapter 244

Chapter 244: A Dangerous Place Part 10
The platform slowly ascended, its faint vibrations signaling the steady rise. Asher’s attention was drawn to the maids.

They spoke in hushed tones, their voices barely audible over the hum of the moving platform, but the words they exchanged were enough to capture his full attention.

“We’re really heading up there, aren’t we?” the first maid whispered, her voice showing reluctance. “To where the demon kings are meeting…”

Another maid let out a small sigh, adjusting the tray of food on her arms.

“Yes, we have no choice. We’ve been ordered to serve them. The demon kings expect everything to be perfect.”

Asher’s ears sharpened. ‘The demon kings are meeting… right now.’

The first maid spoke again, her voice barely above a murmur. ‘It’s been a strange day. You know, with Demon King Zagan lashing out earlier… If not for that, this meeting wouldn’t have needed to be postponed.”

The second maid chuckled softly, though it sounded more like an uncomfortable attempt at humor.

“What else is new? That demon king’s temper is as unpredictable as his power. I wouldn’t be surprised if he snapped again, even in front of the Morningstar Family. We even have to dress like this because he doesn’t like seeing maids in better clothing.”

More nervous than the others, the third maid chimed in

“I heard it was serious this time. He nearly destroyed the entire floor during his outburst. They had to stop everything just to let him calm down. Now, the new venue is the dining hall.”

Shuddering, the first maid lowered her voice seeing that they were getting close to the top floors.

“We can’t do anything about it. Demon King Zagan is one of the top three most powerful Demon, and he’s not alone. He has his allies. It’s more like a hostage situation, if you ask me.”

The others nodded in agreement, their faces hardening as they approached their destination. No more words were exchanged; the silence between them spoke volumes.

When they reached their floor, they stepped out, and Asher quietly followed behind them.

His senses were alert, watching them as they carried the food trays into a room.

Inside, the place was big, its sheer size enough to make anyone feel small.

Massive, high ceilings arched above, supported by tall black stone columns that stood like giant pillars.

The walls were lined with intricate carvings, depicting battles and the rise of demonkind, their dark images cast in gold and crimson.

At the center of the room stood a long, polished obsidian table, its surface so smooth it seemed to swallow the light. It could easily seat more than 50 people at once.

Large, ornate chairs surrounded the table, each one designed to show the power and importance of the people who would sit in them.

Above, large chandeliers hung from the ceiling, made of twisted iron and glowing red crystals. Their flickering light cast moving shadows across the walls.

The demon kings weren’t present yet, so the maids took their time preparing the feast.

They placed dishes made from powerful and rare beasts, knowing only such luxury food would satisfy the demon kings’ refined tastes. Along with the food, they brought out expensive-looking wine.

Even though the bottles were sealed, he could feel the power resonating from them.

One sip of this wine could heal a human back to full health, yet here, it was treated merely as a drink for the kings.

Of course, such displays of extravagance were not foreign to him.

Exquisite dishes like these were common in Eryx’s castle. During his time there, he had eaten food of much higher quality than this.

‘This is an opportunity,’ he muttered to himself, scanning the room.

No one powerful enough arrived yet to detect him. If he cast another spell now, he would remain undetectable.

However, to do so, he needed to use rune symbol. It was the only way to increase the efficiency of his spell.

With that in mind, he searched for the perfect medium—something hidden in a corner yet large enough to conceal his body.

His eyes landed on a row of massive suits of armor standing in corner. Their sheer size made them the perfect hiding spot.

‘This will do,’ he slipped toward the furthest one.

Under his fingertips, the metal felt cold as he traced its surface, searching for the ideal spot.

Once he found it, he began engraving symbols.

Spells like this held more power because they were inherently more stable.

At their core, spells were frequencies of energy shaped to act in specific ways.

A moving body constantly disrupted that frequency, making spells cast in motion less efficient.

But a fixed medium—something solid and unmoving—provided the perfect foundation, ensuring the energy remained undisturbed.

With this stability, he could double the effectiveness of his spells, making detection nearly impossible.

The drawbacks was its limitation to a single location, and the process required more time to set up properly.

Asher worked quickly, carving each symbols with precision. Every line had to be flawless—any mistake, no matter how small, could weaken the spell or, worse, cause it to backfire.

The suit of armor stood motionless, its massive frame providing the perfect cover. Deep grooves formed on its back as the symbols took shape, glowing faintly for a moment before settling into the metal.

As the final rune was carved, he pressed his palm against the armor’s surface, channeling his energy into the markings.

Testing the effect, he stepped back and adjusted his position.

The moment he moved slightly beyond the enchanted area, his presence became faint but not entirely erased.

Stepping back within range, he felt the magic settle around him like dipping in water—his presence now completely hidden.

Satisfied with the result, he exhaled quietly and waited.

Minutes later, the doors swung open, and an overwhelming pressure flooded the hall as more than a dozen figures stepped in, each wearing different types of clothing, but all sharing an intense look.

They weren’t even releasing their aura—this was just the sheer force of their presence.