The Lustful Villain: Every Milfs and Gilfs are Mine!-Chapter 209. I’m Ready to Cause A Lot Of Chaos From Now on! (With My Avatar)
Rex kept her gaze steady, as he did with most things. He was calm, like someone who wasn’t trying to be calm but just was.
The version of himself that he showed her was the surface Rex, the reliable one that Apollo had called trustworthy. It was clear and simple: he had not harmed Theo and had no intention of doing so.
Iris looked at Rex for a little longer, using the critical eye she reserved just for him, and then she turned her gaze to Theo.
"Say you’re sorry now," she said. "You need to be thankful that Rex didn’t mind about this."
The word was not a request.
Theo looked at Rex like someone who was dealing with many conflicting urges at once and was using the same method that Iris had always used to deal with them: knowing that some things were just necessary and that the urges were not a good enough reason to not do them.
"I’m sorry," Theo said.
The words seemed to be articulated correctly because the speaker understood the necessity of delivering them properly, even though the emotions behind those words had not yet aligned with that correctness.
His expression indicated that he had fulfilled an obligation but had not yet reflected on whether he truly agreed with it.
Rex stared at him.
"It’s okay," Rex said.
While this wasn’t forgiveness in the way it was intended, it was the right thing to say because he genuinely understood, and expressing that was the honest approach.
He then thought. ’Don’t worry, Theo... I’ll accept your forgiveness after I get my taste of your aunt, mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother.’
Theo looked at him, and the expression on his face mirrored what Rex had been striving for since he chose not to yield on the dock street. It was the look of someone who had encountered another person not adhering to the expected rules of the game and was at a loss for how to respond.
For a brief moment, Iris locked eyes with Rex over Theo’s shoulder, giving him the familiar look she reserved just for him: the expression of someone observing a situation unfold, uncertain about whether it required her intervention.
"We’ll take our leave now, and I sincerely apologize for this shocking situation." Iris bowed to everyone present.
Then she put her hand on Theo’s arm and led him toward the Nightwing household’s neighborhood. The crowd that had gathered at the intersection was already breaking up and going back to its normal shape.
This was because public intersections in Aethelgard were always busy, and people didn’t pay much attention to any one thing for very long.
Rex looked at the four women who had been with him.
Talyra was looking in the direction that Theo had gone with the same look she used when she was introducing changes to her model of the situation. Lily was looking at Rex with a worried look on her face that was different from the warm look she usually had.
Diana was staring at nothing in particular, which was her way of thinking about something important. Aisella was looking at Rex’s jaw with a look of concern.
"You’re hurting right there," Aisella said. "Please have a seat."
Rex said, "I’m fine."
"You were hit in the face by someone with field training," she said. "Sit down now!"
Rex sat on the low stone wall at the edge of the intersection, and Aisella quickly ran a healing application over his jaw. She was very good at medical things, so she knew exactly what she was doing.
The healing was quick and complete. When Aisella stepped back, the pain that had been there was gone, and the jaw felt the same as it always did.
"Thanks, Aisella," Rex said.
Aisella looked at him with a non-diagnostic expression. "Don’t make a habit of not dodging things again," she said.
Rex said, "He was too fast, and it caught me off guard."
She stared at him for a moment.
"I know." She said, "That’s what worries me when you’re at ease."
Rex glanced at the four women surrounding him: Lily, with her hand resting in the crook of his arm; Diana, standing precisely where she always did—close enough yet far enough at the same time; Talyra, whose expression had shifted; and Aisella, whose demeanor remained unreadable.
"Alright then..." He said, "Let’s just forget ’that’ happened and go to Silver Rest right now."
"Silver Rest, yes... it’s the best comfortable place to celebrate," Lily said, as if she were finishing something she had started.
...
The celebration party that Lily set up wasn’t massive. Mara had set up the Silver Rest’s private dining room with ease, as she had done it many times before for this person and had stopped being surprised by their last-minute requests.
There was food and wine from the Silver Rest’s best stock and the warmth that the Silver Rest made when it was at its best. It was the warmth of a well-run space, run by people who knew that comfort was a craft.
At first, Marceline greeted Rex with a short, satisfied acknowledgment that he had returned in the same condition he had left in. Then she went back to managing the common room.
Mara sat with them for the first half hour and listened to Talyra describe the island. She paid attention like she did when people she liked were telling her about things she wouldn’t normally see, and her short, appreciative responses showed that she was really listening and not just waiting to say something.
The five of them ate and talked. The conversation flowed like a good conversation in a good room, moving from the island to the assessment to the city’s events during the three days they had been gone, and then to smaller things, the little things that happened in between the bigger events.
Rex was fully present for everything, truly engaged in the moment, which is not always the same as merely being there. The distinction mattered in ways the people in the room could sense but couldn’t articulate.
Talyra said to everyone in the room at one point, "I’m going to write up the pack elder behavioral observation as a separate research submission."
Aisella said, "The committee will want the paperwork that shows the territorial overlap."
"The whole profile of the species," Talyra said. "Since we got here, I’ve been thinking about the coordination pattern... the way the elder used the signal was not natural."
"It was learned," Aisella said.
"Which means there’s a transmission mechanism," Talyra said. "This means that there is a social structure that is complicated enough to pass on learned behaviors from one generation to the next."
Diana had the same look on her face as when she heard something that truly interested her, and she asked two insightful questions that required her to understand what had been said in order to formulate them.
The evening did not resolve in any particular direction. It unfolded like a good evening should, providing the people involved with what they needed and then coming to a natural conclusion without any pressure.
After the long party, it was time for everyone to leave. He went to his inn room, sat down at his desk, and looked at the system’s energy balance.
Five thousand and five hundred.
He then spent five thousand energy points to activate the Avatar Creation skill.
The Avatar Creation skill activated with a quality that was distinctly expensive, justifying its cost within the first thirty seconds of operation. Rex sensed it coming online similarly to how the Earthen Affinity had emerged—like a second awareness—but this experience felt different.
While the Earthen Affinity served as a layer of ability he could extend outward, the Avatar functioned as a presence layer, capable of existing even in his absence. It encapsulated his behavior patterns, social history, and the expectations of interaction that those familiar with Rex Rexilion held.
The system filled in the additional information.
[AVATAR CREATION — ACTIVE]
[AVATAR STATUS: STANDBY — AWAITING DEPLOYMENT]
[AVATAR CAPABILITIES: FULL SOCIAL FIDELITY. BEHAVIORAL PATTERN REPLICATION AT 97.3% ACCURACY.]
[INDEPENDENT FUNCTION DURATION: INDEFINITE VIA BASELINE ENERGY CHANNEL.]
[ADDITIONAL FUNCTION UNLOCKED — CONSCIOUSNESS TRANSFER PROTOCOL]
[NOTE: IF THE PRIMARY BODY IS OPERATING UNDER AN ALTERNATE IDENTITY AND ENCOUNTERS A CRITICAL THREAT EVENT — DEFINED AS IMMINENT TERMINATION OF PRIMARY BODY — CONSCIOUSNESS CAN TRANSFER TO THE AVATAR INSTANTANEOUSLY.]
[THE AVATAR BECOMES THE PRIMARY VESSEL. THE PREVIOUS PRIMARY BODY’S FATE DOES NOT AFFECT CONTINUITY OF CONSCIOUSNESS OR SYSTEM ACCESS.]
[PRACTICAL ASSESSMENT: THE BEARER CANNOT BE PERMANENTLY KILLED WHILE THE AVATAR IS ACTIVE.]
[TERMINATION OF THE PRIMARY BODY WHILE OPERATING AS AN ALTERNATE IDENTITY PRODUCES CONTINUITY RATHER THAN DEATH.]
Rex read through it twice.
Then he sat back in his chair and looked at the ceiling for a long moment.
"Now that’s something I could totally dig for." He smirks. "Ain’t that too broken?"
He had anticipated that Avatar Creation would address the alibi issue. He believed it would allow him to witness Rex Rexilion standing beside Apollo during a crisis, while the real Rex Rexilion occupied a different location under a different name.
And what he had not expected was for it to solve the mortality problem.
In theory, Rex could have made a big enough mistake in the tactical picture to destroy the Undead Bringer. That situation had really limited all of his plans that involved The Undead Bringer fighting directly.
But now... it was no longer a problem.
Rex gazed out his window at the city, taking in the view of Aethelgard at night, illuminated by the harbor lights. He could see the residential areas and the east tower of the academy. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
His thoughts turned to Apollo Brightsoul, pondering what might be happening to him at that moment, as Rex was poised to fully enact his plan as The Undead Bringer.
He smiled.
"Let’s begin," he said, to no one, and the room was quiet around him, and the city waited outside, and the two weeks ahead of him were already taking the shape they were going to take.
And it was a very good shape.
