The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 415

Chapter 415
Mind Controller
Eiv heaved a sigh of relief. After Countess Emma entered Glass Island, she did not head directly to the White Queen District.
Because of this, she did not come into contact with too many important figures immediately.
However, this also made Eiv somewhat vigilant…
Because after Emma arrived in Avalon, she went straight to the Lloyd Society Headquarters Building.
Although she had no appointment, had never been here before, and had no acquaintances here… no one was willing to stop her at the same time.
Throughout the entire process, Emma did not even use her Extraordinary Ability.
As an Avatar of a Upper Demon of the Fifth Tier, she was equivalent to an “Upper Demon that has fully developed and can emerge from its mother’s womb at any time.” She emitted a seductive aroma, like an apple that had ripened to the point of decay.
Succubi, who followed the Path of Love, evolved from the Alluring Demons of the Path Adaptation and were Upper Demons. They were also genuine Upper Phantom Demons.
Just as the existence of a Punisher Demon would always bring about lightning and windstorms, the appearance of a Night Demon would twist the night into a Blood Moon night.
As an Avatar of a Succubus, Emma’s mere arrival on Glass Island caused the entire island to be filled with a subtle, ambiguous atmosphere. If she stayed here for a year, the birth rate report for Glass Island would likely increase by several times.
Even same-sex individuals were not immune to her charm. When Emma made a request with a smile, even the arbiters who were monitoring her chose to obey.
They were originally there to monitor Emma. Even if they couldn’t keep her under control, it was still their duty.
Emma’s status in Star Antinomy was almost equivalent to that of the Grand Judge of Avalon. When a powerhouse of this level personally arrived, the Arbitration Hall had to maintain surveillance throughout.
If they went mad, only the Arbitration Hall, with its all Fourth Tier members, would have the slight possibility of delaying things for a while.
Others wouldn’t even get a glance.
Yet, these arbiters, by merely maintaining surveillance and staying far away from Emma for a night… with almost no contact or conversation with Emma, their vigilance towards her significantly decreased. Unconsciously, they developed favorable feelings and desires for her.
Thus, when Emma got up in the morning and expressed her desire to visit the Lloyd Society, a young arbiter volunteered to escort her. Not only that, but those who were not quick enough to react even felt regret – regretting their slow reaction and hesitation.
The last shred of rationality they could maintain was to immediately send a letter to the Silver and Tin Hall to report this matter.
Upon receiving the letter, Eiv immediately rushed to the Lloyd Society Headquarters.
And on the top floor of the Lloyd Society Building, Scarlett Emma generously shook hands with Eiv, a smile on her face.
“Hello, Minister Moriarty. I have heard much about you.”
Her voice would evoke images of spring forests, morning bird songs, lovers’ embraces, the sweetness of candy, and crackling bonfires.
Eiv did not feel cloying seduction from her, but a relaxing, family-like warmth.
“…Hello.”
Even though Eiv was prepared…
The first time Eiv saw Scarlett Emma, he was momentarily stunned by her beauty.
Unlike Isabel’s refined and elegant natural beauty, or Janis’s captivating “perfect face.”
In terms of facial features alone, Scarlett’s individual features were by no means perfect. But when combined, they created a subtle temperament, giving her a strange allure.
The aroma emanating from her could be smelled even from outside the Lloyd Society… it was a moist, warm, and sweet scent, like a deep kiss.
Even with Eiv’s calmness and vigilance, the first time he saw her, he felt a moment of agitation. A fleeting desire arose in his heart.
Eiv quickly captured the thought that arose in his heart and immediately severed it!
—It was shared perception.
And he immediately realized what was affecting his reason.
Emma possessed an innate, halo-like ability that could influence others at all times. This halo was a combined effect of her appearance, her aura, and her voice.
Each part possessed an influence beyond its own limits – her voice had color and scent, and her aroma had temperature and touch.
Her pink pupils were like a brand. The moment Eiv first saw her pupils, they were branded into his heart, making them unforgettable. Whenever he thought of Emma, those pink pupils would immediately appear, like a lit button.
“…Is this a succubus?”
Eiv murmured.
He realized that he had still underestimated Emma.
But at the same time, he was fortunate that he had come to see Emma alone, without bringing anyone with him.
Even with such vigilance, such hostility, and such preconceived prejudice, he couldn’t help but let go of his hostility upon meeting her. Eiv dared not imagine how others would react upon meeting Emma.
Emma was also somewhat surprised.
Her understanding of Eiv was still at the stage of “Wheelchair War God” and “Queen’s Favorite.”
Seeing Eiv walking briskly with a pet crow perched on his shoulder, she was somewhat surprised.
She could clearly sense that Eiv’s pupils had briefly unfocused the moment he saw her – this was perfectly normal, as Fourth Tier, or even Extraordinary individuals of the same level, could not resist her extraordinary charm.
Emma never needed to wear any armor.
She only needed to wear pretty clothes, and harm from others would naturally be deflected away from her.
No sniper could bear to harm her – even if their minds maintained hostility, their instincts would prevent them from harming Emma. At the last moment before firing, the gun barrel would spontaneously deflect outwards, sending the bullets to God knows where. She had escaped numerous assassination attempts with this power.
Or rather, the assassins had let her go.
This level of extraordinary charm was enough to turn enemies into friends. Her requests were always hard to refuse, and even if she had already caused harm to others, it would not necessarily provoke hostility from them.
She could clearly sense that Eiv Moriarty was only Third Tier.
Of course, given his young age of eighteen, this could be considered genius. Coupled with his handsome appearance and his bright, furnace-like temperament, Emma was somewhat moved.
In addition, there was his vigorous vitality.
This was also why she was willing to display her full charm to Eiv without reservation.
—If possible, she hoped to take Eiv with her, in addition to Yulia.
If she couldn’t take him away… at least she could find an opportunity for some fun before leaving.
Although her “father” said she would receive a reward upon her return – he didn’t say she couldn’t take some “travel expenses” for herself.
Seeing Eiv trying hard to widen his eyes and stay sober, she couldn’t help but curl her lips into a warm smile, like a next-door older sister.
Eiv cleared his throat, pinched his suddenly sore Adam’s apple, and pursed his somewhat dry lips. He said in a deep voice, “Countess Emma, I have a request for you – unless absolutely necessary, please do not leave the Lloyd Society Building.”
“Are you… trying to imprison me?”
Emma appeared somewhat surprised, and perhaps somewhat wronged.
“No… it’s just a routine inquiry.”
Eiv’s aura weakened slightly.
He rubbed his temples, which were starting to throb, and his tone softened, “But at least before you go out, you must ask me first…”
“But I rarely get to see you, Mr. Moriarty.”
“…If it’s really impossible, then—”
As Eiv’s tone softened again, the crow on his shoulder suddenly pecked at the corner of his eye.
He was stunned, and suddenly came to his senses.
…Huh?
Emma looked at the crow with some surprise.
Update complete, meow.
(End of Chapter)