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Over Abraham's fervent fanatism and talents, Ervas and Veronica started to really consider adding him into their laboratory group, where they often did experiments with several types of runes, spells, souls, monsters, and other stuff.
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However, they had recently felt like they needed some kind of experienced personnel in the field, however, amongst the many dead spirits they had met, there was no one with such experience…
And then, Abraham showed up.
Due to this necessity of having someone more expert in such fields, they seriously started to consider making this old geezer into an Alchemist within their laboratory.
But for now, they only left the thought for later and decided to join their friends and family in the celebration undergoing upstairs.
"We'll think about it, Abraham, but we might add you, as long as you behave," said Ervas.
"A-Add me?! Really?!" asked Abraham.
"Yeah, we might consider adding you as a servant to our laboratory… But we shall leave that for later, as we are rather busy as of now. For now, take a rest," said Veronica.
"Very well!" said Abraham, as the other prisoners glanced at him in utter disbelief.
Abraham Gespudo was a really respected Wizard, but now, he was simply prostrating himself to others so easily… He really did disappoint everyone.
"What about the souls?" asked Kireina.
"Ah, we'll keep them around, not as they can escape from us, they may complain, but they have no power of their own," said Ervas.
"True, now, let's go eat, I'm starving!" said Veronica.
"But Veronica, you don't have a stomach-" said Ervas.
"I know, I know!" said Veronica as Kireina released a slight chuckle.
Inside the Dungeon, only a few of Ervas and Veronica's clones were left, alongside some Undead Guards, who remained in silence.
Within the outskirts of the Devil Forest, a figure submerged in shadows glanced from extremely far away.
He noticed that all of the soldiers sent inside were either killed or captured alive, and the enormous amount of corpses left were now suddenly turning into Undead by the power of strange metallic spiders.
"What an amazing battle. To think that Graham would have died at the hands of the "Demon King" and even be given a second chance by Bestellen himself… Did he become something similar to a Familiar Spirit? Well… he still died by the hands of the boy and… a living armor and a human… I am fairly sure that what I saw was not something normal at all… The entire abnormality of these beings is baffling, just what are they?" wondered the man, the Eye of Shadows, Gregor.
"And even more, they seemed to be able to break souls…? And alongside that, they can manipulate Undead… they are even turning corpses into Zombies now… I do not think I can handle someone that beat a Familiar Spirit either… or at least, not in the current situations. Well, not like I was given the order to do so…" said the man.
Shrouding himself in shadows once more, he quickly set off through the night, going back to the duchy of Sapphira, where the news about Graham's utter defeat and death, alongside much interesting information regarding the Living Armor, the Demon King, and the Living Armor ability to raise Undead and control them, and even the power to break a soul were revealed to the Duke and many of the battle popes and templars within.
"T-They… are all dead?!" asked Duke Frank of the Duchy of Sapphira…
He still could remember the overwhelming pressure of Graham Gold, his posture, stoic nature, and overwhelming fervency over religion were incredible, to the point that Frank thought many times of him as someone unbeatable that could go through anything with a wicked smile.
However, against all expectations, Graham Gold died… twice, to be exact.
The moment Gregor revealed how he was apparently somehow revived by Bestellen's powers and made into a Familiar Spirit, only to die once more by the Demon King and this new and mysterious Living Armor left everyone even more baffled, many of them had even tried to question Gregor's, as they believed he might have been lying while trying to mock them…
However, it was the truth.
"Even Albert and Percy… What about Abraham!?" asked the Duke.
"I couldn't see, but not all of them are dead, some surrendered and were captured by enemy forces… We can also assume that they will be dead sooner or later anyway," said Gregor.
"That's… What am I going to do now?! The Church is never going to forgive me for this!" said Duke Frank.
"Honestly, it is not your fault… It is just Graham's powerlessness and the lack of tact he and his troops had. Anyways, whatever comes will come… Now I shall go back to my nation with Amanda, as our job here is done…" said Gregor, as the elven woman at his side remained silent.
Gregor absorbed her in his shadows as both disappeared within the darkness of the night, leaving Duke Frank in complete disbelief, frustration, and rage.
"What am I going to do now?! What am I going to do now?!" he wondered.
"What you're going to do? You're going to die, that's it," said the sudden voice of a woman, as Gregor had already left alongside Amanda, Duke Frank was supposedly left completely alone in his place…
However, the voice resonated within the space, although he could clearly not see anything at all.
"W-Wha… Where did that voice come from!?" asked Duke Frank in fear.
Crack, crack!
Suddenly, space itself broke like a rift, as countless purple and red-colored fleshy tentacles emerged from the void within, an enormous and grotesque figure appeared, covered in dozens of crimson eyes!
Horrifying for him, Duke Frank was completely paralyzed, as the invasion of a being beyond his comprehension could only leave him in shock and utter despair!
"W-Wha… What is that?! Who are you?! Gregor! Gregor, come back!" cried Duke Frank, however, Gregor had already left the Duchy and was now several kilometers away from the Duke's manor, his ability to travel through Shadows increased at night, giving him an immense speed when the morning was to come, he would have already reached the Empire of Bestellen.
"Damn, Kireina, you always surprise us," said the voice of a playful woman.
"I was half expecting her to do something like this…" said the voice of a boy.
In front of the Duke, the rift in space became bigger, as a beautiful and slender woman with crimson eyes and scarlet hair, pale white skin that seemed to even be translucent, and a young boy on his five to six years of age with silverly white hair with black strands, a black horn, and two silver wolf ears atop his head appeared, glancing at him with their crimson eyes, although they were calm and even speaking carefreely, they were filled with bloodlust.
"I spent most of the day moving here, with my current power, manipulating the Spatial Layers is very hard, but I managed to create this Pocket Dimension where we can move through them to not even be detected by anyone, it was as easy as letting one of your clones create a graveyard inside of my Pocket Dimension for you and Ervas to teleport directly to here, isn't it? Good thing I brought your small clone with me, Veronica. Although if it were not because my main body ranked up and gained more stats alongside skills leveling up, I would not have been able to reach this place so quickly," sad the grotesque monster, with the voice of a mischievous lady.
"Spatial Magic really has a lot of uses. Although I am beginning to think that your Spatial Magic is different than the one in here, Kireina…" said Ervas.
"Indeed, it's pretty overpowered," said Veronica.
"Fufu, come on, that's nothing, as I keep ranking up, I will just keep getting even better at it! I will make sure to teach you everything I know!" said the monstrous being, Kireina.
However, this was not her main body, but a 'true body clone' as she calls them, which uses half of her stats for itself, and contains all of her skills and memory while sharing the same soul.
Kireina divided herself before the war started and began to manipulate the Spatial Layers that make up all of space with her Spatial Magic, creating a Pocket Dimension and moving completely undetected even by Gregor.
She followed him as he ran away from the Devil Forest and after a few hours, finally reached this place, waiting patiently for Gregor to disappear, the clone of Veronica with her summoned a graveyard where Veronica quickly teleported herself into the Pocket Dimension, with Ervas inside of her soul.
Duke Frank glanced at the terrifying trio as he trembled, pissing, and shitting himself in fear, as cold sweat shrouded his weak and pathetic body.
Even snout began to drip from his nose and tears started to drip from his teary eyes.
The enormous amount of bloodlust released by these three figures was so incredibly overwhelming that Frank felt as if several tons of weight were above him… crushing his spirit.
"What? He is pissing and shitting himself? What kind of Duke is this guy?" wondered Veronica.
"You're Duke Frank, right? We have come here to exert a bit of revenge… If it had not been for your orders in the past, my mother would not have been chased away from her town, nor I and my father would have been living in seclusion like that…" said Ervas.
"A-Ah… Y-You're… You're… the… half-demon… b-boy?!" asked the Duke.
"Yeah, that's me… And this is Veronica, the other half of my original soul, she is the Demon Knight that you speculated before, and the Living Armor that Gregor might have already informed you about," said Ervas, he wore a very formal suit that made him look like a little Dracula, which increased the impression he gave away.
"Yep, that's me. Hello there~" said Veronica. Her casual demeanor only made Frank even more terrified.
"And I am an otherworldly invader! An alien! Fear me, earthling!" said Kireina.
"A-Alien!?" cried the Duke.
"Come on, couldn't you had thought about something else for an introduction?" asked Veronica.
"Ahaha! I've always wanted to say that line…" said Kireina.
"Anyways, father, Ismene, Mysticia, Riaan, Ragdaz, Desephise, Alesia, Leonidas… Come out too," said Ervas, as several demi-human figures emerged from within Veronica's abyssal soul, and even Lilith who was not mentioned before.
"E-Ehhh?!" asked Frank, he still could not believe what kind of tricks they were using to just bring people out of thin air…
"Well, well, we got a lot to do here… So he is the leader of the humans? This shitty and wimpy guy? Come on…" said Leonidas.
"If he's like this is it even worth the kill?" wondered Ragdaz.
"What a pathetic man… So he is the one that caused so many troubles to us?" wondered Ismene.
"He's the one that sent people to kill us?" wondered Alesia.
"More or less, it seems…" said Desephise.
"Hmmm… I might as well torture him a bit~" said Mysticia.
"I-I am not into that stuff… But yeah, he does deserve some punishment," said Riaan.
"Well, don't go overboard though…" said Jason with a bitter smile.
"Don't worry, father," said Ervas with a mild smile.
"Y-You filthy… beasts! It was not my fault, the church! The church manipulated me into doing it! I just wanted… I just wanted to live in peace in my own Duchy!" cried Frank.
"Yeah, but you still are responsible…" said Ervas.
"And it's not like this is your only sin, isn't it?" asked Veronica.
"The underground facility of this manor has a very extensive basement, and there are around… 30 to 40 Slaved demi-humans in here… You can't hide from us your wicked mind, even if you act so wimpy," said Ervas, his eyes glimmering with terrible rage!
"You're a sick and filthy bastard. You've not only been targeting tribes of beast-kin and demons because of the church but because you loved to collect them! Little children, women, and even the warriors, just so you could rape and torture them to your wicked heart's content, isn't it? I often do not get so angry… But this… I really want to crush your skull, you sick bastard," said Veronica, she wasn't joking around anymore.
"But crushing his skull would be quite the merciful death, isn't it, my lady?" asked Lilith.
"Yeah… We might as well make you suffer a lot while leaving a nice show in here…" said Veronica.
"Pulling your face off might be a good start," said Ervas.
"H-HHYYYYYYHH…! P-Please! I will do anything but don't- GEEH!" cried Duke Frank, as Lilith walked towards him and grabbed him by the ear like a child.
"My lords, shall we begin?" asked Lilith.
"Indeed, we will not only kill you, but we will make sure to leave a message to this Duchy- No, to this whole Nation," said Veronica.
"A declaration of war," said Ervas.
"W-War?!" asked the Duke of Frank.
"Yeah… I am sure that Bestellen already knows about us being in here, but it's not like he can do anything above the sky…" laughed Veronica.
"P-Please, think this through, you're making an enemy of the whole nation… and even the Empire of Bestellen!!!" cried Duke Frank.
"It will be left anonymous… So it will be more like an internal message than anything… And we are not aiming towards the innocent people, but towards all these corrupt aristocrats and the extremist church, alongside, well, Bestellen himself," said Veronica.
"Y-You want to declare war to Bestellen?!" asked Duke Frank.
"Yes, is there a problem with that?" wondered Veronica.
"He already wants to kill us, so I don't think this will change anything at all…" said Ervas.
"Fufufu, I love seeing assholes getting tortured!" said Kireina.
Lilith then took away some surgical knives thoroughly cleaned, as Kireina held Duke Frank tightly with her tentacles…
"Stay still… will you? Fufu…" laughed Lilith, her gleaming crimson eyes leaking bloodlust as she licked her lips and began to slowly seep the knives into Duke Frank's face…
"W-Wait! WAAAIT! NNGH… NGGGGYAAAAA…!"
"Ohoho, he cries like a baby," said Lilith, happily doing as she was told…
The next morning, Duke Frank's corpse was found sitting on his desk like always, however, his entire face was cut off his head cleanly, and was stuck with nails into the desk.
The rest of Duke Frank's body was filled with scars, seemingly as if he had gone through immense torture… his genitals were also crushed, and his eyes seemed to have been burn with some kind of acidic chemical.
Alongside this, all of the captive beast-kin and demon slaves he held within his manor's basement disappeared.
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