Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 280: I’m Not Noble Enough For You?

Warlock Ch 280. I'm Not Noble Enough For You?

Selena rolled to her feet, panting. "Could've done that sooner."

"Wanted to see if you could handle it," Damian said with a grin.

She glared at him, but there was no time to argue. The final Abyssal Terror circled them, its movements slower but more calculated. It wasn't like the others—it was watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Selena steadied her stance. "It's learning."

Damian smirked. "Too bad it's too dumb to realize it's already lost."

With a flick of his wrist, he commanded his Spectral Serpent forward. The ghostly snake slithered through the air, its ethereal form flickering as it darted toward the beast. The Abyssal Terror let out a distorted howl as the serpent coiled around its limbs, binding it in place.

Selena wasted no time. She dashed forward, ducking beneath the monster's wild swings before driving her mana-infused fist into its skull. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through its body, the corrupted energy within it destabilizing.

The creature convulsed violently before, at last, its form crumbled into dust, leaving behind the final sigil they needed.

Damian dusted off his hands. "And that's five."

Selena bent over slightly, hands on her knees, catching her breath. "You are seriously not human."

He grinned. "But you're impressed, right?"

Selena huffed, straightening. "Let's just wait for the exit to open."

The tension in the air remained thick. Even with their hard-earned sigils, they weren't out of danger yet. They had no choice but to wait for the labyrinth to claim half of the remaining participants before the exit revealed itself.

Damian leaned against the stone wall, arms crossed. "So… how long do you think it'll take?"

Selena's fingers twitched slightly. "Considering the level of monsters, assassinations, and people desperate to get ahead? Not long."

He tilted his head. "You seem really calm for someone who's being hunted."

Selena didn't respond right away. Her eyes flickered with something unreadable before she turned her back to him. "I've been through worse."

Damian raised a brow, watching her with vague amusement. "Right. And yet, you still won't tell me why you're really here."

Selena stiffened for a fraction of a second before relaxing. "Does it matter?"

He studied her for a moment before shrugging. "Not really. Just curious."

A few moments of silence passed between them before Selena let out a slow breath.

"The warlock I'm looking for… he saved me once. A long time ago."

Damian blinked. "Huh."

She glanced at him. "That's all you have to say?"

"I mean… that's sweet. A little dramatic. But hey, to each their own."

Selena rolled her eyes, but didn't say a word. She couldn't shake the feeling that she had made a mistake. That he wasn't him. The warlock from her past, the one who had saved her, had been different—strong, noble, a mystery that had lingered in her mind for years. Damian, on the other hand, was... well, he was a rogue. A trickster. A man who looked at danger with amusement rather than caution.

Yet, she had still chosen him.

Damian's eyes studied her, his expression unreadable. He wasn't used to feeling uncertain. His memories had been returning ever since he reawakened, yet there were still gaps. Small ones, insignificant ones. At least, that's what he had thought. But the voice that echoed in his head when they met for the first time, told him otherwise.

"Pardon me, princess."

Before she could react, Damian clamped his hands on either side of her head, tilting her face toward his as he stared into her eyes with unnerving intensity. He wasn't trying to intimidate her—well, maybe just a little—but he was hoping that, by looking at her like this, something would spark. A memory, a moment, a flash of recognition.

Nothing. Just silence.

Selena shoved his hands off, her expression somewhere between shock and indignation. "What the hell are you doing?"

Damian frowned, rubbing his chin. "Nothing. Who knows that warlock is me."

She huffed, crossing her arms. "You don't remember me. Because you're not him." She hesitated, looking away. "A warlock I met a long time ago. A noble warlock."

He arched a brow, amused. "Oh? And you're saying I'm not noble enough for you?"

Selena scoffed. "You look like a rogue."

Damian smirked. "But you still chose me."

That made her pause. She hated that he was right. She had chosen him. Despite all logic, despite her better judgment, she had gravitated toward him. Why? Was it because, deep down, she wanted him to be that warlock? Or was it just a coincidence?

She shook her head. "You just happened to be in the right place at the right time."

Damian chuckled. "Right. Keep telling yourself that."

She turned to walk away, but his voice stopped her.

"If I were this warlock of yours, what would that change?"

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Selena hesitated but didn't turn around. "Everything."

Damian watched her closely, his gaze narrowing slightly. "You sound awfully sure of that."

"I am."

He could hear the conviction in her voice, but there was something else there too—doubt. She wasn't entirely sure. And that was enough for him to push just a little further.

"You said he saved you," Damian said, stepping beside her. "How? From what?"

Selena exhaled slowly. "It's not important."

"It is to me."

She turned sharply, eyes narrowing. "Why? Why do you care?"

Damian was quiet for a moment before he answered. "Because…" He paused, his mind working fast. He couldn't exactly say 'Hey, I actually lost my memories and I may or may not be the warlock you're looking for but also, surprise! I'm supposed to be dead.' That would be a disaster.

Selena's lips curled into a smirk of her own. "Cat got your tongue?"

Damian huffed. "Kinda."

She folded her arms, eyeing him with mild amusement. "If you're trying to act noble because of my status, you better forget it. I've heard about you before."

That made him raise a brow. "Oh? Do tell."

"You're Cassius' apprentice, aren't you? The one who just received an honor from the vampire queen?" She tilted her head. "You seem to have a pretty good righteous instinct."