100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids Chapter 171- Later that Night

"So you an, System, that I was an Incubus? And at that, the highest rank?"

The words left Viktor’s lips in a hoarse whisper, barely audible in the darkness of the room.

His back pressed against the headboard, body aching in ways that went beyond simple exhaustion. Every muscle scread. His balls felt like they’d been wrung dry—literally emptied to the point of pain.

"And since I achieved everything," he continued, voice gaining strength as pieces fell into place, "I used the excuse of the betrayal to reborn myself... to live a normal life?"

The familiar blue window materialized in his vision, text appearing with characteristic efficiency.

[Indeed, Host.]

Viktor’s jaw clenched. His dark eyes stared at nothing, seeing everything and nothing simultaneously as the system’s words crashed through him—two lifetis, two deaths, endless battles, and now this revelation.

’Incubus,’ he thought, the word tasting foreign on his tongue. ’Highest rank. That explains the horns. The tail. The insatiable fucking appetite that nearly killed earlier.’

Viktor couldn’t believe it.

He raised one hand, staring at his palm like it belonged to soone else.

"Sigh." He now realized this constant fucking need burning in his gut even when his balls ached from overuse.

’And if I’m correct, the condition for my awakening would be—’ Viktor seed to guess the most probable reason for his sudden system awakening and gaining this knowledge of his truth.

[Indeed. Groping a woman who has potential as a wife, boldly.]

’Tch, what kind of condition is this? And why a system rather than mories?’

[You already know, Host.]

’Hm.’ Viktor already knew the answer to his question. The reason he got a system rather than mories or powers directly was because this human body was simply too weak to bear the full powers of his original body.

It also made sense now that in his past world, since there was no fantasy or supernatural elents, he never experienced awakening. In this world, since abilities and fantasy elents existed, the system could serve as an excuse for awakening.

So technically, not just groping a woman who loved him, but he also needed a world that allowed him to carry that much power—that explained why he remained oblivious to everything in both his past lives.

’It’s still hard to believe...’ He felt the sa way as when soone says the soul is immortal, which is why humans don’t fear death. Even knowing it will co, living oblivious of death because that’s what their soul chooses—their pain, state, and everything is their own choice before birth, including when to die.

Humans do not accept it and even forget every single second that they will die, yet they live as if they will not—that is how they are shaped by their soul’s choices.

Even with several proofs including them themselves: Like how a child/they themselves could suddenly exhibit talent not seen in their family lineage before, such as swimming, playing, calculating, or composing music illogically out of nowhere, humans are not able to believe or see the pattern of their own lives.

If one knows how to swim, he will think it is simple, and the sa goes for math and all their childhood inherent abilities that define themselves as so-called ’genius’ when it simply is inherited from their past lives.

Viktor too was oblivious and would forget—not litrelly—about his incubus identity regularly if not for the system reminding him.

’Tch, never thought those philosophies would be this true.’

His gaze drifted sideways.

Kaida lay beside him, her back turned, red hair splayed across the pillow like spilled wine. The chain connecting their wrists had vanished—a reminder that he’d fucked her a few hours ago.

The blanket had slipped during sleep, exposing the curve of her spine, the athletic slope of her shoulder, the swell of her hip where it dipped into her narrow waist.

Bruises marked her skin. Hickeys. Bite marks. Evidence of tonight’s earlier... activities.

Viktor’s cock twitched weakly at the mory—her screams, her tears, the way she’d trembled and clenched around him—before imdiately going limp again.

’Even with Cavalry Mastery,’ he thought, reaching down to touch his aching balls gingerly, ’there’s still a limit to how much seed these bastards can produce.’

His hand moved to his limp cock next—soft, useless, sticky with dried fluids. The thing that had been rock-hard and insatiable for hours now hung defeated between his thighs.

A bitter chuckle escaped his lips as he ruffled his hair.

’What the hell am I even thinking about?’

Movent caught his attention.

The door—he’d left it slightly ajar when they’d stumbled into this room hours ago—shifted. Just barely. A crack widening by inches.

Through the gap, an eye appeared.

Brown. Familiar. Watching.

Helena.

Her maid outfit visible in the sliver of doorway, pressed against the fra as she observed the bedroom scene with an intensity that made Viktor’s lips curve into a knowing smirk.

’Pervert,’ he thought fondly. ’My innocent Helena.’

Their eyes t across the distance.

For a heartbeat, neither moved.

Then Helena’s eye widened—caught—and the door began closing slowly, carefully, like she could sohow pretend she hadn’t been watching her young master sleep naked with his newest wife.

Viktor shook his head, smile widening as he watched her retreat.

His body protested as he moved, every joint stiff, but he forced himself to sit up properly. The bed creaked under his shifting weight, and beside him Kaida stirred slightly before settling back into exhausted sleep.

’She’s completely out,’ Viktor noted, glancing at her peaceful expression. ’After earlier, I’m not surprised.’

He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, feet touching cold floor that sent shivers up his spine.

His tail—that damned tail—swished behind him unconsciously, still sensitive from being buried in Kaida’s ass for hours.

The phantom sensation of her tight heat clenching around it made his spent cock give a valiant twitch before giving up entirely.

’Down, boy,’ Viktor thought wryly. ’You’ve done enough damage for one night.’

He stood slowly, naked body swaying slightly as blood rushed to his head. His hand braced against the wall for support while he waited for the dizziness to pass.

Through the wall, he heard soft footsteps retreating.

Helena, moving away.

His smirk returned, sharper now, as he made his way toward the door on unsteady legs.

Helena’s heart hamred against her ribs as she backed away from the door.

’It seems Young Master is awake,’ she thought, even as her face burned with sha. ’I shouldn’t have looked. I shouldn’t have—’

Her thighs rubbed together unconsciously, friction against fabric that had grown damp without her permission.

’What’s happening to ?’

She’d co to the room with purpose—checking if Viktor needed anything, making sure he was safe after his earlier exertions—but the mont she’d peeked through that gap and seen him...

Naked. Gorgeous. His body marked with scratches from Kaida’s nails, his cock soft but still impressive even in its limp state, his expression thoughtful and distant and sohow vulnerable in the moonlight filtering through the window.

Sothing had clenched in her chest. And lower.

’I clearly ca here to sleep with him,’ Helena admitted to herself, still backing away down the hallway. ’But I couldn’t say it openly. How could I? With Kaida in the bed, with the chain binding them, with—’

Her back hit sothing solid.

"Mmph—!"

A hand covered her mouth instantly, cutting off her surprised squeak.

Another hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against a warm, naked body that she recognized imdiately by scent alone—herbs, male musk, and that distinctly Viktor sll that made her knees weak.

Helena’s eyes went wide as Viktor’s lips brushed her ear, breath hot against her skin.

"Were you missing ?" His voice ca out low, teasing, with an undercurrent of genuine affection that made her heart stutter.

"I..." Helena’s voice ca out barely a whisper. "Yes."