Chapter 929 – No Need to be Formal
Selena continued, her voice calm. "The robe will cover part of your demonic aura. It will reduce unnecessary reactions from council members."
Lux snorted softly. "Unnecessary reactions meaning old angels clutching their pearls because the son of Greed and Lust walked into the room?"
"Something like that."
"They have pearls?"
"Metaphorical ones."
"Disappointing."
"Lux."
"Fine."
He opened his dimensional storage.
A dark spatial slit appeared beside him, unfolding silently.
Holy white fabric shimmered under invisible light. The material looked soft but carried the weight of authority, the kind that didn't ask permission to be noticed.
Lux took it out.
The robe reacted immediately.
A faint glow pulsed across the fabric as if recognizing him, which was still insulting.
He slipped it over his shoulders.
The effect was instant.
His demonic aura didn't vanish.
Nothing could make Lux Vaelthorn stop being what he was.
But it softened.
