Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Mingle with the prisoners
"Hm… eh?" A man woke up in a dumpster.
Asmodeus climbed up from said dumpster, and then dusted himself off after waking up from his nap. "Well, I suppose they have been warned…"
The 'warning' to the Hindu Gods had gone substantially less smoothly for him than convincing the Greek, which in hindsight made sense for Asmodeus.
After all, the hindu were quite loyal to their gods, and thus their power was still mighty even in modern times. Moreover, devils were not particularly trusted by any of the mythical pantheons or races as the Piece system effectively meant that just a devil's presence could easily lead to strong, powerful and beautiful of their rank getting seduced or forced to become a Devil through the Devil Piece, more or less eroding the pantheon's fighting power by having their strong fighters 'yoinked' from under their noses.
Naturally, this meant that devils were quite distrusted, and few pantheons were willing to let Devils walk their turf without pacts in place to prevent talent-stealing. Hindu meanwhile were strong enough to not care about potential ire of the devils, and thus had more or less blanket banned devil presence altogether, with severe consequences for any that were found.
Thus, Asmodeus had arrived to deliver his message, had said his piece, he had been thanked, and he had been promptly tossed into a lit garbage dumpster which had been rolled down a mountainside.
'Well, I hope Beelzebub is having a better time…'
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"Beelzebub-sama! There has been an attack!"
"Quiet- We don't know what or whose ears are listening." Beelzebub lashed out at the scout who had come to deliver the information, grabbing the devil and pulling him into a tent, where the Maou had fortified himself. "Tell me what happened. Say no names. Names are tokens of power, and when facing him, are both our weapons and weapons against us…"
The scout looked at the inside of the tent which was covered in notes, red string connecting them, and the floor was utterly full of layers upon layers of wards, anti-spying runes, yet no counterspells.
The paranoid Maou shook the scout as he realized he had been in his own thoughts.
"Y-yes, ahem… Aza-"
"YOU FOOL! No. Names. How. Many. Times. I have. To. Tell. You!" Beelzebub screamed at the scout while glancing at the wards which seemed to be completely fine and in working order.
"...Ahem, the leader of Fallen Angels attacked our northmost flank, and was intercepted by Se- The Frigid Bitch and her Peerage. " The scout looked a bit awkward. "The Frigid Bitch was then ambushed by Mr Muscles-for-brains and his Peerage, and the battle escalated. It looks like The Enemy-"
"Do not call it that, he is listening, he is always listening. He wants me, to find me, to finish this farce of a play- That cannot happen. He is testing us, I've intercepted eighty-seven subtle attempts at eroding our foothold in the Underworld- And there are no doubt countless more." Beelzebub had placed his hand on the scout's mouth. He then released it with a snap-like movement. "Continue."
"It seems that the I-don't-know-why-we're-fighting-them faction looks like it's attacking from the north, as opposed to what milord expected- An attack on the Peerage system's central Piece."
"No- It is but a distraction. A wave of hands to draw our attention, and he will strike where we are most distracted… Deny all reinforcements to the north flank. The… Fine, 'Fridgid Bitch', and her Peerage, are to be crossed off the roster. Do not be fooled- I saw from afar what kind of relationship the 'Frigid Bitch' and 'Muscles for brains' had, there is no way what you saw happen, actually happened- Unless 'Muscles for brains' is no longer himself, but a corpse of a beloved one, puppeted to bring death to their loved ones-"
"Moreover, it seems that the Leader of the Fallen has engaged 'Muscles for Brains' in melee!" The scout spoke over Beelzebub's increasingly disturbing mumbling. "Orders, lord?"
"Unchanged. Protect the Central Piece with your bodies, but do not counter-attack if you are attacked. Use your bodies as shields. if your comrades are shaking, convulsing, behaving differently, or rotting, ignore that. Instead treat them as if they were your comrades. The enemy is insidious, and-"
The scout's face glistened with beads of sweat as the Maou went on to give more and more nonsensical orders. 'My Peerage… They fled to the True God's side… I'm starting to doubt I made the right decision when I stayed…'
"Ahem, moreover, there have been reports of a small contingent of white-winged angels approaching the ruins of the House of Pillars. We've evacuated our forces from there after Se- 'Frigid Bitch' told us that 'Muscles-for-Brains' had betrayed us and had taken his house with him, but what should we do? Do we launch an attack on Bae-, sorry, The 'House Whose Name Sounds Like Sheep's Bleating' territory before the angels reach the House of Pillars and reinforce the, um, before-mentioned devils? A pincer movement like that could leave us trapped and collapse our southern flank!"
"Ignore them. They will not find what they seek in there." Beelzebub said simply and turned to walk off.
The Maou returned to his study desk, on which stood dust-jars labeled after each of the Pillar Family heads, and on the center of them, was a dust-jar titled 'Sirzechs Lucifer'.
"You'll see.. There will be… He doesn't expect that… Hehehe… Because… hehe…" Beelzebub's insane muttering was enough to convince the scout to run out of the tent, completely forgetting to mention that they had captured a 'scout' that had approached the 'King Piece Monument'.
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"Please- don't- I… ouch! I don't- Diodora-san-!" A nun pleaded with a shaky, gaspy voice as she was pushed against a bed and rammed from behind with each ram causing her breath to stall. "I- Ow! God forbids- ngh! This isn't- This isn't right! Please! I know you're better- ngh- person than- Oww! This! Stop! I… This doesn't… feel good…"
Raynare was prostrating towards the blue-haired devil, with her two sisters beside her in much the same pose.
'Shit, shit shit…' Raynare sweated as she looked at the blue-haired devil who was currently having his way with a nun, except that unlike Raynare and her sisters, she was clad in a more traditional nun garb.
Mittelt was shaking, and Kalawarna was utterly still while she had edged a bit closer to the blue devil, likely so that she'd be first to face his ire- To protect her sisters.
"Diodora-san! No- No- Please- Not inside- Iyaan!" The nun in the bed let out a strangled scream and her eyes rolled up, and her body went limp as the blue-haired devil filled her body with his 'stuff'.
"Hm." Diodora stood up straight and hopped down from the bed as the nun he had tormented had passed out on the bed. "Now then… What shall I do with you three?"
Raynare shook even harder. 'Please, please, please… Azazel-sama… Father… Don't…'
Diodora closed in… And began walking around the trio. "Momon-sama sent me a message to punish you for lying to him… But I believe that there was a miscommunication there somewhere."
Raynare felt her hopes rise just a bit.
"As it happens, I am not a fan of used goods." The blue-haired devil snapped his fingers, and Raynare felt a sudden pull.
The chain dangling off of Raynare's butt suddenly went taunt, and the forearm-sized butt-plug she had inside of her was forcibly pulled out with a wet 'slurch'.
"Kyaah!" Raynare felt her insides cramp and spasm from the sudden and unexpected feeling, and fell flat on her face.
The sudden stimuli was too much for her already-hypersensitive insides, and her face gained a lewd expression against her will.
She heard a muted whimper and saw that Mittelt had much the same expression while the smaller woman had passed out and had begun spasming with her legs wide open, and her rectum had prolapsed out, likely as her body had attempted to feebly hold onto the massive plug which had been deep enough to bulge Mittelt's stomach a bit.
Raynare didn't see Kalawarna, as she was on her other side, and her body refused to cooperate or to turn her head.
"Hmh…" Diodora waved his hand in front of his face. "It seems that Momon-sama forgot that my kink is corrupting the innocent… I have no desire to touch perverted, loose hags with barn-smelling bodies and piss-smelling clothes."
Raynare froze up.
"So I suppose your torment will be abstinence. Touch yourselves, or have someone touch you, and you will face my wrath. That will be your punishment, as such was ordered upon you by Momon-sama." Diodora shrugged as he turned around and clapped his hands, summoning a few tormented-looking nuns. "Fitting fate for perverts like you three, no? My Peerage, carry those wrecks to a lake or something and clean them up, they are filling my quarters with their barn-stench."
"Hm… Come to think of it, my latest toy seemed to have broken. Call someone from the 'correct church' to 'save' them, would you?" Diodora directed his words at one of his Peerage members who flinched and moved towards the motionless nun in the bed who just stared at a wall with unseeing eyes while making a perfect 'broken doll' pose. "I'll wipe her memory of the 'incorrect' parts later."
"Come to think of it, I think the angels got gray wings now… That gives me an idea…" Diodora then turned back towards Raynare, who froze. "It seems that I need a new toy. You three will help me. Understood?"
"Yes, master…" Raynare whimpered as the Peerage made of nun-cosplaying women dragged her and her two sisters away.
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Momonga was feeling a bit conflicted as he had midday tea with his Peerage in the Peerage's quarters.
Granted, it wasn't his full Peerage as it seemed that Koneko and Kuroka were catching up to each other's lives somewhere in the Phenix castle-estate, Rossweisse was still blackout drunk, and both Asia and Gasper were still recovering their injuries- Albeit Momonga had gotten a message that both had woken up and could be visited. Xenovia and Irina, meanwhile, were likely still in the church or in the former's case, debriefing the Dominion Authority on constructing Sona's school.
Meanwhile Xuelan was drinking her tea in surprisingly refined fashion, and Yubelluna was doing much the same except that she was being careful not to move her face too much as she still had a big gash on it from the fight during the Peace Conference.
Yuuto looked a bit troubled, but the blonde boy was nonetheless steadfast even though his face was pale and he constantly carried his black sword within his reach, as he had ever since learning that Souji Okita had died.
Akeno, meanwhile, just chatted up cheerfully with Rias, who was as energetic in their interaction.
'I feel as if I should be working, or fighting, or trying to survive some unforeseen disaster…' Momonga felt as if he was procrastinating even if he didn't really have much to do. 'I sent a [Message] to the contingent of lesser Angels I made to serve as guest-escorts during the Peace Meeting, or at least at the start of it, and ordered them to go retrieve the corpses of Pillars who voted in my favor, and also Rias's father's corpse. Assuming that there was a corpse left, since the house seemed to be on fire… Oh well, ash should work as well.'
"Ow…" Yubelluna adjusted her bandage as she had sipped a bit too much tea and had strained her face.
"Hm, Yubelluna, could you stay still for a moment?" Momonga noted that the woman had a gash on her face, and even though she had a bandage on it, it couldn't have been comfortable. "I can heal that."
"Yeah, that'd be nice… The healing supplies are kind of scarce right now, with most being used to heal the critically injured. The angels are going and healing who they can, but the 'gray' can't actually heal devils, and the 'whites' are pretty busy with the devils, so…" Yubelluna turned towards him and closed her eyes. "I didn't want to be a bother, since it's mostly just a cosmetic wound…"
"It's alright. You're a valuable member of my Peerage, and it's a King's duty to take care of them." Momonga told her while using a brush to apply 'black tears' on her wound in a resource-effective way.
The half-healed scar on her face disappeared, and she blinked in joy. "Ah, it doesn't hurt to blink anymore, thank you, Mo-mon-kun~ Ara- Also, it's a king's duty to take care of his Peerage, but it's a mistress's role to take care of his King as well~"
"Thanks, but I need to be a bit careful with the latter right now. You're welcome for the healing though…" Momonga then moved to give Yuuto a small stroke with the brush as he had a cut on his face as well. "Anyone else?"
"Hoo? That sounds serious?" Yubelluna noted as she adjusted her shoulder-length violet hair, the results of a close call with a Dark Young, and Xuelan peeked from beside the now-short haired woman to join the conversation.
"Are you having troubles with your d-" Xuelan looked serious, and Momonga waved his hand in the air to dismiss the worries before they could be aired.
"No, not that… It's just a problem with Serafall. She drank all of my tantric energy boosters." Momonga explained and Yubelluna drew air between her teeth. "I managed to fend her off once, but it came with a great cost. Namely my dignity. But I don't think I ended the threat, just calmed the dragon for a moment."
"Well, your 'dragon' better be in perfect condition to take that beast." Xuelan noted with the faintest smirk on her face. "Don't forget about us, though. I want to fuck!"
"I am in excellent shape, thank youuu…" Ddraig lollered, even if Xuelan couldn't hear it, and Momonga ignored it.
"Um…" Yuuto looked to the side and coughed a bit, even though Xuelan had addressed her words to Momonga. With no uncertain terms. "...I am glad that all of us made it, though. That fight in Kuoh was fierce."
"Aye. But chances are that it isn't over." Momonga sighed to his tea.
"Hm?" Rias turned towards Momonga. "What do you mean? Surely… You'll fix the sun, somehow, and then Beelzebub and the others have to surrender, right?"
"I hope so, but considering what has been going on, I don't think it'll go that smoothly." Momonga told her. "Speaking of which, I sent a group of angels to grab your father's corpse. They should be back in a day or so. Akeno's mother is in the queue as well, as soon as Baraqiel finds her ashes."
Akeno had frozen up a bit as Baraqiel was mentioned so Rias squeezed her hand.
"I think he'll do that just fine. If not then I can just send some of my angels to search for your mother's ashes." Momonga handwaved as he could guess what bothered Akeno.
"...What about Riser?" Yubelluna asked almost offhandedly, causing Momonga to sigh. "Ah- I didn't mean it like that, I was just, um… I didn't really get to say a goodbye to him…"
"I don't think that'll happen. Considering what happened to his corpse." Momonga noted. 'Besides, while I could order the Overlord General to go and say hi to Yubelluna, I have no illusions as to how it would go… Moreover, since I killed Riser with [True Death] I'm not sure if I can actually bring him back… I should probably kill someone with that spell and try to revive them…'
Yubelluna wilted a bit, but Xuelan hugged her and the two seemed to gather themselves. "It is the devil's way… Sorry, I wavered, Momon-sama."
"Don't worry about it." Momonga hand waved Yubelluna's apology. "Regardless, while it's been a few days since the 'Peace meeting incident', we should start looking towards training, or rebuilding. It's very easy to fall apart after a tragedy, but if the parts start to rust, the system will never work again even if put together later."
Momonga drank his tea and put the empty cup aside. And Akeno put another cup down in front of him, and put a slice of cake on a platter for him. "Hm?"
"Training and rebuilding is good, but… Honestly, you should learn to take it easy too." Rias noted while Akeno went to the kitchen to ferry more snacks. "I mean, we've got a couple of days to rest, more or less, but you've been running around for the whole duration, doing maous-know-what, and with that Ophis situation…"
"Mnjam."
"Ara?"
Momonga sighed as he heard a familiar munch from the kitchen alongside a bit surprised and curious sound from Akeno, and could guess what had happened. 'Speak of the devil… Or dragon…'
He reached into his inventory under the table and put one of Akeno's brownies from the breakfast to the table.
Or at least, he tried to, but midway through his hand had disappeared into a girl's mouth mid-extension.
"Munch." Ophis didn't seem to mind that she was eating Momonga's hand alongside the brownie.
"Ophis-san. If you eat my hand, I can't take more treats from my Inventory." Momonga deployed threats and coercion instantly, and to great effect as Ophis looked quite shaken.
He ignored that his hand was coated in saliva and the brownie was gone as Ophis opened her mouth and allowed Momonga to pull his hand out.
…Except that Ophis began licking the bite-marks on Momonga's hand. "I… I'm sorry… Get well… soon…"
'Yeah, so I can give you more tasty stuff, right?' Momonga sighed as [Regeneration] healed the bite-marks. "Ah, this would be the Infinite Ouroboros Dragon. I met her when I was having a vacation in Tokyo yesterday."
"Hi. I… I'm that thing he just said…"
There were two 'clong' sounds as both Yubelluna and Xuelan spontaneously passed out.
"You really need to work on your delivery, you know?" Rias sighed and crossed her hands.
"I think I did fine." Momonga noted. "Ophis-san? Is there something you'd like?"
"...I don't know?" Ophis tilted her head. "Last night was fun. Kind of. Except the goats. Goats were not fun."
"Er, I don't know what you mean…" Momonga sweated a bit. "Goats?"
"Goats going 'baah', 'baah', 'baah', and then going 'baah, baah', 'baah baah?' and 'baah'-"
"I got that, but… You know, nevermind. Treat?" Momonga wasn't interested in some herbivores bleating in Ophis's ear and was more interested in trying to get the apocalyptic dragon with infinite health off his lap, as getting on her bad side could be catastrophic.
"...No." Ophis told Momonga, surprising him as he had been mid-draw for the next brownie. "I feel bad…"
"Ah, the toilet-"
"I… I don't know what the toilet is…"
Rias sighed. "Ophis-sama, I'll… I can't believe I'm about to do this… Ophis-sama, I'll lead you and show you how the toilet works, so follow me, right?"
Ophis tilted her head at Rias. "I feel bad here."
She rubbed her chest.
"Ah." Rias blushed as crimson as her hair. "N-nevermind, um…"
"I… I was looking at you sitting around this table from outside the window, and… I felt… bad here…" Ophis looked as passive as ever while tilting her head at Momonga. "It's odd."
"Were you lonely?" Momonga blinked and asked. "Did you want to feel included?"
Ophis looked like she didn't know.
Momonga sighed. "Well, let's give it a shot, hm? Besides, I think I can still fit some of Akeno's cake in me… Akeno? Would you mind making more of it?"
"Ufufufu, sure… Normally it'd take hours to bake one, but apply a bit of [Power of Imagination] to the flour, and… Ha!" Akeno's voice turned victorious as she pulled a cream cake from the fridge while doing a small pirouette that caused the two mounds in her chest to pick speed alongside a small 'snap' and the now-free breasts forced the girl to do one more pirouette to slow herself down. "Ara… It seems I forgot to hook my bra correctly."
Akeno sauntered to put the cake on the table, and then pulled her blouse off, alongside her bra which looked like it had broken.
"Umu…" Momonga looked away while blushing as Akeno adjusted her bra after fixing it, and pulled her blouse back on, all the while clearly enjoying seeing Momonga get so flustered over it.
"Uuh… I don't like white stuff…" Ophis complained quietly as she looked at the cream cake with emotionless expression, although Momonga could tell through [Actor] that her body language was extremely suspicious.
Momonga then realized what Ophis was implying. "Ophis-san, no, that isn't… the same white stuff that you licked this morning…"
"Ah. Okay." Ophis nodded and did a one-eighty turn on her attitude. "It looks tasty."
Akeno put a slice to Ophis's plate, and the dragon picked up utensils like Rias had.
She pondered for a moment, and then started to eat the cake like a normal human being.
'...Eh.' Momonga looked at the sight of the 'definitely bad news dragon' munching on cake in a peaceful manner.
Of course, there was one more problem.
Which was that Ophis had sat down on Momonga's lap to eat the cake.
'...I'm not even going to bother.' Momonga sent a resigned glance at Rias, who sent equally resigned glance back at him.
Momonga felt as if the husband and the wife had united in their shared exasperation and resignation, and fistbumped one another.
Ophis tilted her head curiously.
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Meanwhile, Kuroka was having a problem.
'I heard him! I heard his voice… It's coming from outside the door… No, the shared living room… Don't tell me… No- he can't He can't be allowed-!' Kuroka was pacing back and forth, mentally, as her physical body was currently busy.
'There's no way that Koneko would survive- Moreover, if that happens, I'll never forgive that monster… But it's not like I have much of a choice, except ot grab Shirone… Koneko… and run for it… '
Kuroka had decided to call her adorable little sister Koneko, as she had adopted that name instead of her 'real' name, Shirone. It was something Koneko had wanted, and Kuroka was willing to support her in that- Even though it was clear that the name-change wasn't easy for Koneko either.
'No, my thoughts are drifting, this isn't good…' Kuroka flailed her arms a bit until she got them to better positions, ignoring that the bed and the bedsheets of the room had turned into a massive mess of partially shredded cloth, like a bird-nest.
The reason for the bed's current state was because Koneko had become restless, and Kuroka knew the reason why- And because of that reason, she had stopped her. Even though it had caused Koneko to cuddle Kuroka in a less-than-sisterly way, eventually leading to the destruction of the bed.
'...And I think this is all because of me…' Kuroka felt resigned and guilty. 'If I hadn't been screwed silly in Koneko's plain view… I must have let out all sorts of pheromones back when that monster was mounting me…
Kuroka stroked her purring little sister, feeling sad, afraid and resigned.
Indeed, Koneko had gone into heat.
Weekly Power Status
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