Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 336: You Sounded Like You Wanted to Kill Me

Warlock Ch 336. You Sounded Like You Wanted to Kill Me

Damian forced a small smirk, trying to mask the tension building inside him. "You told me once," he said. "And you sounded like you wanted to kill me for it."

Aria's brow furrowed slightly.

He continued, voice casual, even if his heartbeat wasn't. "It is about… 'The Evil One,' right?"

The shift was instantaneous. Her expression darkened, her eyes flashing with something sharp. A tension so sudden, so visceral, that Damian almost regretted saying it. Her lips pressed into a thin line. "Just say his name properly," she snapped, her voice laced with irritation.

Damian blinked.

She was mad. Like, genuinely mad. Not her usual calm, composed senator mode. This was something else.

He had expected some reaction.

But this?

This was not what he expected.

Aria crossed her arms, her glare pinning him in place. "Why call him that?"

Damian's throat went dry. His entire reasoning for saying 'The Evil One' instead of 'Kaelan' was to distance himself from his past—to avoid raising suspicion, to cover his identity. But she wasn't buying it. No, she was pissed.

Damian hesitated. "I just thought—"

"You thought what?" Aria cut him off. "That calling him by that stupid title would erase who he really was?"

Damian's fingers curled into his palm.

"Aria—"

"Do you even know what they did to his name?" she snapped.

Damian's breath hitched.

Aria's hands balled into fists at her sides. "They rewrote everything. His achievements, his struggles, his sacrifices—gone." Her voice was steady, but there was rage simmering beneath it. "They buried the truth under lies and propaganda. And now? Now, people only remember The Evil One—some twisted villain who deserved what happened to him."

Damian swallowed. His mouth felt dry. 'She knew? She knew I'm innocent?'

Aria exhaled sharply, shaking her head. "I refuse to call him that."

Damian wasn't sure what to say. Because he wasn't expecting this. He wasn't expecting her to care this much.

And the worst part?

He couldn't say anything to comfort her.

Because the very person she was furious about—the person she was defending— Was standing right in front of her.

Aria took another breath, composing herself, but her eyes still burned. "You don't have to respect his name. You don't have to care. But don't—" She exhaled sharply. "Don't call him that in front of me again. Also… don't tell anyone about this. I'm a senator. I'm supposed to hate him and I will keep pretending that way."

Damian exhaled slowly. "Alright," he murmured.

Aria blinked.

"I won't." His voice was quiet, but firm.

He wasn't sure why he said it. Maybe because he owed it to her. Maybe because hearing someone defend Kaelan—him—was something he never thought he'd experience again. Maybe because, deep down, part of him wanted to believe that someone still remembered him for who he was—not the villain they had painted him to be.

Aria studied him for a moment. Then, finally, she exhaled, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly. "…Good," she said.

A pause followed before Damian spoke again. "Thank you."

She just nodded.

And for the first time in a long time— He wasn't sure who he was pretending for anymore.

The thought followed him as he walked Aria to the entrance, the silence between them stretching long and heavy. Neither of them spoke. Neither of them needed to.

There was nothing left to say.

When they reached the entrance, Aria didn't turn back. She didn't give any parting words or lingering glances. She just left.

And Damian?

He stood there for a moment, watching her figure disappear into the distance before finally turning back. He made his way back inside, his thoughts a tangled mess of past and present.

By the time he reached the living room, his expression had darkened.

He sat down heavily, letting out a slow exhale, rubbing a hand over his face.

Silence.

But it didn't last long.

Cassius, who had been lounging near the window, barely looked up before smirking. "Let me guess," he drawled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "She just said something to you?"

Damian didn't answer immediately.

Victoria, sitting across from him, tilted her head, her crimson eyes watching him too closely.

Evelyn, sitting beside Victoria, traced the rune on her palm absently. She wasn't looking at him, but Damian could tell she was listening.

Waiting…

They all were.

Damian exhaled, dragging a hand through his hair. "It's not important."

Cassius let out a short laugh. "That," he said, pointing at him, "is exactly what people say when something is very important."

Damian clenched his jaw. "Cas—"

"Spare me the bullshit," Cassius cut in, his smirk fading. "What did she say?"

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Damian could feel their eyes on him. Judging. Waiting. He should brush it off. Make a joke. Move on. But for some reason… he didn't. He exhaled, leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "She said," he started, voice quieter now, "that she doesn't want me to end up like Kaelan."

The room stilled.

Cassius's smirk vanished.

Victoria's fingers stopped tapping against her glass.

Evelyn finally looked up.

A heavy pause stretched between them.

Cassius leaned back against the window, crossing his arms. His eyes flickered with something serious for once. "Huh."

Victoria exhaled slowly. "She really said that?"

Damian nodded.

Cassius whistled low. "Well. Shit."

Evelyn narrowed her eyes. "And what exactly did she mean by that?"

Damian ran a hand over his face. "She thinks I'm growing too fast. That I remind her of him."

Evelyn's fingers tightened. "Of course she does."

Cassius let out a humorless chuckle. "Can't blame her." He shrugged. "Kaelan was a once-in-a-generation kind of freak. Too strong, too fast, too different—and people hated him for it. Sound familiar?"

Damian leaned back, staring at the ceiling. "I know it's bad." He had always known. Ever since he set foot back in this world, he knew he was walking a fine line between existing and being hunted down like before.

And now?

Now it was clear that people were noticing.