Chapter 531 – Helplessness
He took another long drink, the rich liquid tasting like ash on his tongue despite its quality.
[You are experiencing elevated stress, increasing heart rate, and elevated cortisol levels. This is primarily caused by a perceived lack of control.]
"You think?" Lux said tiredly, running a hand roughly through his dark, slightly damp hair. "You're telling me I'm mad because I can't control this?"
[Affirmative, Sir.]
A long silence followed.
"I am…" he confessed, the word a weary whisper. "I can't control this. I can't control the risk. I can't control what happens in case my cursed uncle somehow wins…"
"Like the bounty…"
Lux's voice softened, losing its sharp edge and becoming laced with genuine, deep melancholy. He felt trapped, his infinite demonic power rendered impotent by a bureaucratic technicality and an ancient, powerful spell.
His expression was hard and cold.
