My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

"You dare—" His voice cut off as his fists tightened, but he forced himself to swallow the anger.

Right now, he didn't have time to waste searching for the main computer.

Before Deuz could get another word out, he disappeared on the spot.

Asher found himself hovering in the sky, the first light of dawn stretching across the horizon, painting the clouds in shades of gold and crimson.

He could teleport straight to Valsrath Fortress using his dragon bloodline, but that would burn through too much energy.

Instead, he cast a spell, and a glowing magic circle formed beneath him, locking onto the fortress's teleportation network.

And just like that, the magic circle went up, swallowing him in light—one moment he was there, the next, he was gone.

A split second later, he materialized inside one of the fortress rooms, the air around him still humming with residual energy.

BLINK!

In an instant, he reappeared in his bedroom.

Lucy stood up, gripping the sheets.

"Asher?" Her voice wavered. "You—you just left.

Then she saw his face—the anger in his eyes, the tension in his stance like he was barely holding himself together.

"What happened?"

He took a deep breath, but it did little to steady him. His hands were still clenched at his sides, his body radiating barely restrained emotion.

"It was her, Lucy," he said through gritted teeth. "She's the one behind all of this."

She reached for his hand and asked softly "Who?"

"Kitsune!" he snapped, his frustration spilling over.

"And judging from the information I got, that damn angel is behind this too!"

He pulled his hand away, raking his fingers through his hair.

"Fuck, they just keep messing with my life!"

Lucy took a step back, startled. He rarely cursed aloud like this.

She wanted to help, to calm him, but the storm in his eyes made her hesitant.

"Tell me where she is! I'll make her confess with my own hands!" he snarled.

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Lucy stepped forward, placing a firm hand on his arm.

"Please, breathe. You won't get anywhere if you let your emotions take over."

Asher exhaled deeply. She was right—he needed to calm down.

He turned away and walked toward the bed, sinking onto the edge with a heavy sigh.

She followed him and gently placed her hands on his shoulders, kneading the tension from his muscles.

When she felt him finally relax under her touch, she hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I know I should've said something earlier," she began, her voice low. "I have some information on where she is."

Asher turned to her, his gaze searching her face.

This time, he didn't demand an answer—he just waited, letting her find the words on her own.

"She's in a place called Tsukiyomi Range."

"Tsukiyomi Range?" He raised an eyebrow at the unfamiliar name

"When the worlds came together, most of them remained separated. The number of portals just increased, so technically, they didn't fully merged."

"But that place… it's different. It appeared in your world."

Asher's fingers curled into fists, but this time, it wasn't out of blind rage. He took a slow breath, absorbing her words.

"Do you know how to get there?" he asked.

Lucy nodded. "Yeah… way out east. Practically the other side of the world."

"Got it. Wait here, I'll be back soon," he said, standing up, ready to leave.

But before he could take a step, Lucy grabbed his hand. "I'm coming with you."

Asher shook his head. "Lucy—"

"No," she cut in before he could argue. "I know I'll only be a liability to you." She swallowed hard but held her ground.

"But I still want to go. I need to see her for myself... She's the one who tore us apart in the first place."

Asher's expression shifted. He didn't speak right away.

Lucy clenched her fists. "I won't get in your way. Just let me do this."

"Alright," he gave in, exhaling. "But you need more protection."

Reaching into his space bag, he pulled out an item and handed them to her.

"Take this," he said. "It's a storage bracelet. Not as big as my space bag, but it'll hold more than enough for you."

Lucy turned it over in her palm, inspecting the smooth surface. "What's inside?"

"The basics—food, medicine, extra clothes. Weapons, too. I added a few defensive artifacts in case things get bad."

He paused, meeting her gaze. "There's a barrier talisman in there. If you're in real danger, activate it—it'll buy you time until I get to you."

She raised an eyebrow. "Expecting me to need saving?"

"Just covering all possibilities. I might be strong, but I can't predict everything—especially against someone who can manipulate illusions."

Lucy nodded, her expression turning serious. She'd gotten too comfortable watching his overwhelming power, but he was still cautious—more than she was.

At least now, she didn't have to worry about him storming in and starting a war on impulse.

Tsukiyomi Range might be smaller than the Demon World, but its monsters were anything but weaker.

This pushed her to explain.

"Asher, in that place, there's a counterpart to the Demon Kings—they're called the Six Generals. Each one is on par with Zagan… maybe even stronger."

His eyes narrowed with interest. Then, without a word, he gave a small nod and gestured for her to continue.

She began explaining, and as expected, Kitsune, the nine-tailed fox, was one of them.

The more she listed, the clearer it became—Tsukiyomi Range wasn't just dangerous, it was a labyrinth of power plays and unseen threats.

What made them really terrifying wasn't just their strength. It was their ability to trap their enemies in their own world.

This the same technique he experienced five years ago—when Kitsune trapped him and Lucy inside a mirror world, twisting reality around them.

But this time was different. He was stronger now, with countless ways to counter such tricks.

This time, he would make her regret what she did to him.