Warlock of War: My Ares System

"That's impressive… Mages from the world magic tower rarely have contact outside the tower… and now they're going to war… I'm impressed… very impressed,"

"So, can you tell us which side you're going to take?" Aisa immediately cut to the chase once again before slumping down into the couch.

"The Golden Lions are a prestigious and prideful guild that, of course, prides itself on doing what we think is right. Besides gathering funds through various raids, we don't partake in anything else besides supporting each other…."

"So… you won't be participating no matter how much money you're given?"

"Exactly," Arthur replied but then shifted his eyes over to the edge of his desk.

"What's wrong?"

"Normally, we remain neutral in all conflict and defend ourselves from assailants. Hundreds of families have already reached out to us, and after rejecting them, they tried to clear us out… though, of course, most of us are on par with their strongest soldiers… so, they did absolutely nothing,"

"Old man, cut to the chase. We don't need a background check," Aisa demanded.

"But, we will make an exception for allies who are in danger… but are you in danger? Or are you the danger?"

"Are you scared we might grow so strong that we wouldn't be able to control the power of everybody under us?"

"Yep, and that is why we won't be joining your side. There is a possibility if you four are in a pickle…."

"Actually, we added two more to our group, but they're nobles and…."

"You four. Only you four. Findir. Cy. Aisa. And Orion. That is who we will be defending if your lives or well-being are in danger,"

"I see… Okay, well, it was worth a shot. Please stay safe," I said, but just as we were about to leave, Arthur called out to us again.

"Hey! I better see you win this!"

"Don't worry. We will," I gave him a smile before closing the door behind us.

We decided to stick around for a few more hours to catch up on everything, but it just turned into a sob fest when we described our experience with the battlefield.

"You poor things…." A woman with long blue hair said before pulling Aisa into her chest and slowly stroking her hair.

Aisa was frozen in place as the woman's breasts practically sat on top of her face.

Oh wait, it's not that she can't move… but she can't breathe! I must quickly pull her out from under there!

"Kekeke… Idiot," I muttered before returning to my conversation, leaving Aisa to suffocate under the squishy marshmallows holding her down.

And after those few hours had passed, we headed off from the guild, and despite their continuous suggestions to stay here and sleep for a night, Aisa still had something she wanted to do.

We walked and walked for what seemed to be years until we reached the slums, and only then did I realize what Aisa wanted to check up on.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yeah… I have to confirm if the stories he told me were true… I'm sure he wouldn't die that easily, but he was getting old…."

"I see… Should I wait outside?" I asked as we appeared in front of a dilapidated building just barely hanging onto its roots.

"No, please come with me," Aisa requested, and so I silently followed her into the building, already expecting to comfort her… but she wasn't ready at all for the sight presented to her, cruelly and unjustly.

I was the first who saw it, but I didn't make it in time to cover Aisa's eyes… as she dropped to the ground, almost lifelessly.

"No… no, no, no, no, no… Please, please, please, please, please, please… Why… why me… Why him… why did we have such a terrible history… such a terrible family… shit," Aisa muttered as tears fell from her eyes like a rushing waterfall.

She couldn't even stand up to pick up the corpse of her dead grandfather, already rotting with flys and maggots.

There was a large stab wound in the center of his chest, caving in like almost like a bullet wound.

"That's brutal," I muttered to myself before crouching down to try and give Aisa a comforting hug, but she quickly shoved me away with her hand, her eyes glaring with a piercing gaze that obviously told me to back the fuck up.

It took an hour for tears to stop running from her eyes, but even then, she was still lifelessly kneeling on the ground, as if she had lost all meaning in life.

And then, just what I was worried about, her eyes rolled into pitch-black darkness, and her frown soon twisted into that of a demonic smile.

Tch

I quickly took a step back while summoning my spear, blocking an attack from Aisa, who had formed claws of ice around her hands.

But this ice wasn't any normal ice created by magic… it was something much more sinister and evil.

"Oh my… what an interesting guy," Aisa muttered before slowly standing up and releasing a mist of ice that traveled down my esophagus and grasped my lungs.

It felt like a pair of claws had gripped my heart and lungs, ready to crush them into a bloody puppy mess.

"Kuh… huh… huh,"

As I gasped for air, I attempted to swing my spear at Aisa's chest, hoping to injure the demon enough that Aisa could gain control of her own body again.

But, it seems that it was unnecessary.

Suddenly, Aisa's right hand grabbed her face and began to tear at her eyes, attempting to remove them from their sockets.

"Stop… Lemme help," I gasped, but Aisa, who was thought to have been buried away, didn't listen to me, and with such a hateful rage coming from her, I knew I couldn't stop her.

KSH

"Stop! I'm helping you! What are you doing!?" The demon exclaimed before Aisa tore out her left eye and regained control of her body.

"Huff… Huff… Huff… Fucking demon," She muttered before her left eye regenerated instantaneously.