TMD - Chapter 20 < The First Night of the Saint and the Devil (2) >




 
The expressions of Decarabia and Ronove, who had walked for 5 hours, brightened. However, as more time passed, even their expressions began to become strange.

“...?”

It was because Beled didn’t come out until 7 hours, let alone 5.

“What?”

Naberus eventually muttered. It was a question that everyone had.

Demons don’t need sleep. If you call it sleep when you lose consciousness for a moment and wander through the sea of ​​memories, then you can sleep, but that would be useless. Why don’t you do something else with that time?

There may be one or two strange people who enjoy sleeping, but Belled was definitely not one of them. In particular, he was famous for not wasting time.

“No way.”

Naberus’s expression became serious. The Saintess had the opposite power of the devil. In that case...

“Didn’t he kill her?”

He blurted out. Of course, if His Highness the Grand Duke and the Saintess fought, wouldn’t His Highness the Grand Duke win by a landslide?

“Umm...”

Decarabia said amidst the murmurs of the demons.

“That doesn’t seem to be the case.”

If there had been a battle, the killing spirit would have spread. However, even Decarabia, who had excellent fighting skills and was high in the rankings, could not detect any killing spirit at all.

It would be possible to fight while hiding one’s presence, but there would be a limit to that. Especially if the fight lasted for seven hours.

“I guess I’ll have to go. I can’t be a servant of a human, right?”

Naberus said as he pulled away from the window. It was a remark typical of someone who didn’t like to use his head.

If Belled came out without any problems, Naberus, who had bet in an hour, would become the servant of the Saintess, so it seemed that he was determined to turn the tables somehow.

However, the only demons he could argue with were Ronove and Decarabia. Then, attention began to turn to the two demons.

The outcome of the bet would be determined by the decisions of the two.

In particular, those who had bet in an hour like Naberus were looking at the two demons earnestly.

They also didn’t want to be servants or maids serving humans.

‘I am the one who will become the wife of Belled von Bain.’

They actually didn’t like the fact that the Saintess had given orders in the name of the Grand Duke.

The wife of the Grand Duke? It was nice to hear.

Usually, demons would mate with those of equal power, so if Belled’s partner was normal, there would have been no problem.

But, what? A human? And a Saintess at that?

The Saintess was the Grand Duchess? That was ridiculous. Wasn’t this marriage just a joke anyway?

That was what most demons thought.

But.

“Stop.”

Ronove ordered. Since he was the highest-ranking person in the room, Naberus stopped without realizing it. He frowned.

“If the Grand Duke comes out, shouldn’t we welcome him?”

That was true, but it didn’t seem like he was going to greet him. Ronove narrowed his eyes.

After waiting for about 6 hours, Ronove, whose thoughts had become complicated, began to think of another possibility.

“We might not be able to get close.”

The demons looked at each other at those words. 

No way. Naberus, who had hesitated, suddenly opened his eyes wide. I think I understand what Lord Ronove means!

“I guess so.”

Ronove looked back at Naberus with a puzzled expression.

Why does he have the same opinion as me?

Regardless, Naberus said while looking at the lower-ranking demons behind him.

“This has been a long battle. If we’re not careful, the balance could be broken.”

Ronove’s eyebrows rose, but the demons seemed to have already been sucked into Naberus’ words.

After all, what could happen besides a battle when the Saintess and the Grand Duke have met?

Their eyes were all turned to the main building. The main building was still quiet.

“Was the Saintess really that skilled?”

One of the demons muttered. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be this tension flowing, right?

“Well, there’s no way she would have come into the middle of all the demons for no reason.”

The demons’ faces took on a new look of wariness. That was when.

“Your Highness!”

“Your Highness!”

Belled was seen coming out of the main building. Naberus jumped through the window and landed on the floor four floors below.

Without even a thud, Naberus ran in front of Belled and knelt on one knee.

“Your Highness!”

A loud voice rang out. He was about to ask if he enjoyed the battle. Belled raised an eyebrow.

“Your voice is loud.”

Naberus hesitated at those words and nodded repeatedly.

Of course, it was just before the battle, so he was sensitive. How could I commit such disloyalty!

He was at a loss, not knowing that he was misunderstanding. Belled’s unpleasant voice was heard.

“Veil?”

He was referring to the cloth used to care for the bride. Naberus’ face showed a look of doubt.

Was there really a need for it? It wasn’t like he had real feelings for her when he married her, so why would he care for a human?

“...”

However, Belled’s sharp gaze still did not leave Naberus.

“I’m sorry.”

Naberus lowered his voice and said immediately, putting on the cloth. Still, it seemed that he was trying to keep the rules as expected of a strict lord.

After all, covering one’s face with a veil was not a custom of humans, but of Vine.

“Work...”

Belled turned his gaze only after Naberus covered his face with the veil. Belled, who had been thinking about what he had to do, turned toward the annex.

“It would be better to handle it in the annex.”

Naberus, who was watching Belled closely, was surprised.

It was because Belled’s clothes were somewhat disheveled. The other demons in the annex held their breath at the sight.

How fierce was the battle?

The misunderstanding only grew.

“When are we going to clean up the main building?”

Naberus asked. If a demon like Belled had fought, it would have been a great experience just to clean up and review the traces.

“...Clean up?”

Belled, who was heading to the annex, slowly turned to Naberus.

While Naberus was trying to find the source of the unpleasantness that flashed across his face, Belled’s voice trailed off.

“Around noon would be good.”

The morning sun had risen? Naberus unconsciously turned to the sun.

Could there be traces of sharp magic? If so, demons with a large difference in rank could be threatened with their survival if they entered.

“...?”

Naberus focused his attention as much as possible on the main building, but there was no murderous feeling.

Instead, he felt a tempting magic.

Is the Saintess alive?

This must be the magic created by the Saintess’s fear...

Aha!

At that moment, Naberus realized Belled’s deep meaning.

“I understand.”

He lowered his head and hid his smile. As expected, His Highness the Grand Duke.

Humans are creatures with many thoughts. The more they are left in a terrifying situation, the more fear and despair they will leak out.

Since you showed your power last night, the Saintess must be trembling with fear by now. You are leaving her alone to draw out more fear and despair!

He smiled and nodded. As expected, he firmly believed that he was the only one who understood His Highness the Grand Duke’s deep meaning.

***

Belled and Naberus’ conversation could be heard in the annex. It was because the volume was sufficient for the demons to hear.

When the demons were about to disperse upon seeing Belled coming to the annex,

“Maid.”

Decarabia suddenly said. The faces of the demons who had to become the Saintess’s maids according to the best result hardened. But Decarabia’s next words made their expression blank.

“I’ll do it too.”

“Yes?”

The demon who asked back was far behind Decarabia in rank.

That’s why he immediately lowered his head after receiving Decarabia’s glare.

“I’m sorry!”

However, it was natural for the demons present to be puzzled.

Wasn’t Decarabia the winner of the bet? She had bet the longest, five hours.

And yet she was willing to take the penalty herself.

“Are you dissatisfied?”

Decarabia asked. The demons held their breath at those words. The only one who could refute her was Ronove, who was higher in rank than her.

However, Ronove was equally puzzled. Originally, Decarabia was a demon whose thoughts were hard to read, but this time it was even more so. He could only confirm that there was a strange interest in her eyes.

This must also be her desire.

Ronove, who respected desire as a demon, did not ask any more questions.

“Then.”

Decarabia pulled down the veil for the bride and leisurely got up.

“...First, prepare to enter the main building with Decarabia. The time is noon.”

Ronove, who was watching, gave the order with a resolute voice like a general heading to battle.

“Yes!”

The demons all bowed their heads.

***

A few hours later. Decarabia and several demons entered the main building where the bride was.

Although she covered her face with a veil according to custom, she thought to herself that it might not be necessary.

“...?”

However, the main building was quiet. There was no trace of battle or any bloody murderous intent.

It was the same even when she got close to the bridal chamber where the bride would be. Even Decarabia looked puzzled.

“...We will enter.”

No matter how you looked at it, it was not a group going to see the mistress of the family, but a group going to assassinate someone.

Sarak.

There was a sound inside. However, it was a languid sound that had nothing to do with battle.

“...?”

While the demons were puzzled, Decarabia opened the door.

“...!”

What if there was a surprise attack from inside!

However, what Decarabia and the demons saw was neither a bloody battle scene nor a terrified Saintess.

The Saintess’s appearance revealed from under the flowing cloth was enough to make them respectful, showing traces of heat.

The demons all felt like their thoughts had stopped. The only one who spent time with the Saintess was the demon Grand Duke Belled.

Then the clear traces of desire left on the Saintess’s body are all...

They were speechless. Could it be that the Grand Duke spent the night with the Saintess? Really?

They had no choice but to believe it since there was evidence before their eyes.

“...This way, I will take you.”

A woman who had received the favor of the Grand Duke Belled! It didn’t matter if the opponent was a weak human or a Saintess.

A tectonic shift was occurring in the demon world’s hierarchy.


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