Strongest Mage with the Lust system

Silence ensued in the hall after Max spoke, and as he and the elven emperor stared at each other, the air became thick with tension.

Amara's heart was beating rapidly, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She was worried that the emperor might swat him to death.

Fortunately for her, nothing such happened, as a few moments later, the elven emperor calmly nodded, "You are right. We do need something from you. If you give them to us, then seeing they haven't harmed any of my people yet and you guarantee that they won't either, we can spare them."

Max's expression didn't change when he heard that they wanted multiple things from him, nor did he respond and simply stared at him, waiting for him to say what those things were.

The eleven emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, not liking his response to his words, but he understood his feelings. If his loved ones were being threatened and he was being demanded for his important things to save their lives, he wouldn't have been happy either.

After staying silent for a moment, he said, "The first thing we need is the Valiant family's sword, the one the Thunder family is after. And second is… Give us the medicine that healed your father and that old woman and also tell us where you acquired them."

Max's expression still did not change, but his gaze turned cold.

After a moment, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh? You have something else worth our attention?" The female emperor, who had been restricting Ashroth and Amara, asked, a greedy glint flashing in her eyes. Other emperors also seemed interested.

Max didn't answer.

He understood they didn't know about his bloodline or the Death energy, which was strange because if they could find out about the Thunder Sword, they should know about them too. But since they didn't know, it was good, and he wasn't stupid enough to tell them about them.

As he silently stared at the elf, the emperor raised his brows slightly and suddenly…

Whoosh!

His aura flourished and crashed down on him like waves of a tsunami.

A hint of killing intent flashed in Max's eyes as immense pressure fell upon him. He tried to resist, but just a moment later, his bones creaked, and he was forced to kneel on one knee.

Thud!

Crack!

As his knee landed on the ground, the stone floor cracked.

"My Lord, please have mercy!"

Old man Raku, Elena and Ryan implored as they knelt toward the emperor.

The man, however, ignored them and continued staring down at Max, who was similarly staring at him with reddened eyes and blood flowing down his nose, ears, and the corner of his lips.

Other emperors watched on with indifferent expressions on their faces; some even looked amused.

Tears appeared in Amara's eyes while Ashroth's expression turned incomparably cold from the rage, but he was helpless to do anything.

Several emotions flashed in the emperor's eyes: anger, admiration, greed, killing intent, and hesitation. In the end, he sighed and withdrew his aura after a few moments, which—to Max—felt like an eternity.

He then glanced at a green-haired female emperor, dressed in a forest green dress, who nodded and pointed her finger at Max.

Shu~!

A gentle gust of wind blew toward Max, and then all his injuries instantly healed, and his blood-stained face was cleaned.

When she put her finger down a moment later, Max appeared the same as when he entered the hall. If not for his crumpled clothing and the broken stone slab beneath his knee, it would have seemed as if the event just now didn't take place at all.

"So, do we have a deal, kid?" The emperor asked,

Max stood up and took in a slow and deep breath before nodding, "Yes, we do."

Saying this, he took out the sword and sent it flying toward him with a wave of his mana, "Here, I hope you can keep it safe."

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly.

He sounded as if he was handing it over just for a temporary keepsake and would return to take it back?

Not giving any of them a chance to react to his words, he continued, "As for the medicine, I found it in an ancient ruin to which I was accidentally teleported after acquiring an old ring. I only had enough for two people, so it has all been used up; otherwise, I would've gladly offered it to you, senior."

The elven emperor stared at him silently before he said, "Show that ring to us."

Max shook his head. "I can't do that, senior, because when I was teleported back, I no longer had it on me."

The emperor nodded, "I understand." He then glanced at the female emperor, who was restraining Ashroth and Amara, "Release them."

The female elf hesitated, which made the emperor frown and say, "Do you want me to go back on my word?"

"I… No." The female elf shook her head and withdrew her aura.

Thud! Thud!

Ashroth and Amara, suddenly free, fell to their knees because their bodies had become numb.

Max glanced at them before sweeping his gaze across the present emperors. Finally, he stopped on the male emperor and bowed slightly, "Now, please excuse me, senior."

The emperor nodded after a few moments.

Max walked over and helped Ashroth and Amara up. Just as they were about to leave the hall, the emperor's voice sounded, "Oh yes. They can't stay in the city or anywhere nearby."

Max's steps paused. He then nodded and continued forward, leaving the hall.

On their way to the city gates, none of them spoke. Amara parted her lips several times, but no words came out.

When they were about to reach the city gate, Ashroth finally broke the silence, "Now you know just what you promised my father?"

"No," Max shook his head, "I always knew."

Ashroth nodded and fell silent.

A while later, they left the city.

After several minutes, Ashroth and Amara could finally walk on their own. Ashroth glanced at him and asked,

"So… How are you going to help us escape from here?"

As soon as he said this, they felt a presence getting closer to them at a very fast speed. Within a few seconds, whoever it was would be upon them.

Max calmly flipped his palm, and a palm-sized disk appeared on his hand.