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Betad by Mike God of Lore, Priapus, Marethyu, Old man of the mountain, Beans
The Gamer's Guide to Freedom, Remastered
Chapter 14: Dragons
– Venelana Gremory –
Having Kuro casually tell her to go and do a pregnancy test after Lady Phenex left was certainly not how she saw today going. Still, it made sense. Rayna thought that Kuro's mark was what had caused her pregnancy, and every Gremory Girl had been branded with the same mark during their foursome.
The idea of Rias getting knocked up without sex through Kuro's weird magic amused her greatly, but after the series of tests, it was ruled out. Whatever the mark did, it did still require a man's seed. As for her and Runeas? Kuro was right to suspect that he may have accidentally knocked them both up.
Despite how unexpected this was, she found herself entirely pleased by the discovery. Sure, having two kids was already a blessing for a devil, but Rias was growing up fast, and Sirzechs was past the point where she could spoil him. A third child would be perfect, plus it would help solidify the alliance between the Gremory and the Dantalion family. She made a note to make sure that Runeas didn't fall asleep and forget she had a new child, but in the worst case, she'd happily look after Runeas' child as well.
She'd come to realise that as degenerate and lazy as Kuro could be, he was also far smarter than he wanted people to realise. He also had goals of his own, not least of which was to restore his family to their former glory. As the last living male, it was no surprise that he'd seen his ability to essentially guarantee pregnancy as a good thing.
Gremory, Bael, Phenex. His children would have the traits of three fairly powerful and important families. Zeoticus wasn't thrilled, but the fact that Rias was almost certainly going to end up pregnant eventually did calm him.
She'd also been there when Kuro had agreed to let Rayna have her child carry the Phenex name, meaning she could tell Zeoticus that such an option may be possible for the Gremory. The lure of a Gremory that had the Gaap, Dantalion and Leviathan genes was too much for someone as focused on advancing his own family as Zeo to resist.
Of course, she was starting to suspect that Kuro was making schemes of his own. He was getting his own children into other families, children he insisted on having a part in their lives. Children he could influence, and with his new training method, ensure they became powerful and influential themselves. He was courting Sona and flirting with Serafall. How long would it be until there was a Sitri baby with Kuro's genes? Of course, Serafall was likely hoping for that, as getting the Leviathan genes into her lineage would solidify her position as Lady Leviathan and shut down the Old Satans' claims of her being a fraud.
Kuro, lazy as he could be, was playing a very long game.
She didn't mind, of course. She didn't think Kuro had any malicious plans; he was just doing the same as every other noble lord. He was focusing on increasing the power and wealth of his family.
Of course, she also wondered if his latest action was meant to send a wave of panic through those who were holding onto the stolen lands that were rightfully his. Kuro had reclaimed the Familiar Forest from the Gremory family, which made sense.
He wanted it back because it had been created by the Gaap. Many of the familiars within were the descendants of the Gaaps' fleshcrafted monsters. The Gremory had been selling access to the Gaap family magic, and that was more serious than anything else.
Zeo wasn't happy, but given that he was getting to hold onto the richer lands for now, she'd been able to keep him from throwing a tantrum for now. In truth, the Familiar Forest didn't bring in that much money compared to the gem mines, mostly because they'd never charged much for access to it.
With Kuro preparing to start selling fleshcrafted monsters, it was just not viable for him to leave the familiar forest in anyone else's hands. Plus, Zeo couldn't complain when Runeas had scolded him for stealing 'Nyssy's forest' and given it back to Kuro herself.
Of course, because Kuro didn't do things the normal way, he'd immediately pulled the entire Familiar Forest into the same demi-plane that he hid his mansion in. Once again, the underworld shook with Kuro's whims, but he did at least warn Serafall this time.
Going over the plans for his business, Velelana smiled softly as she rubbed her hand against her stomach. Once she was showing, there would be no shortage of devils coming to him for access to his fertility mark.
Many of them wouldn't even care if Kuro was the one to knock them up. She could think of hundreds of female devils that would happily bear Kuro's children for a chance at motherhood. She just hoped her new employer and baby-daddy knew what he was doing.
– Kuro Dantalion –
With the benefit of hindsight, I can admit that I don't know what I'm doing.
"I can smell his foul scent on you, devil. Bring him out. He has a debt to pay," the very powerful and very angry dragon shouts at me. Turns out I should have checked who was in the familiar forest before I dragged it into my demiplane.
'I have no idea what she's talking about; I've never seen her before in my life.'
Thanks, Ddraig. I can hear how concerned he is.
"I take it you mean Ddraig?" I ask the beautiful woman with long pale-blue hair, her eyes narrowing before she visibly takes several calming breaths. "May I ask who you are?"
'No, she's mistaken. Maybe she's looking for Albion? Send Tiamat after him instead.'
Tiamat?! Damn it, Ddraig, what did you do?
"I do. The Welsh Gecko stole my treasures and lost them; half of my hoard lost because he thought it could help him beat Albion. Bring him out; I will take my pound of scale from the thieving bastard," Tiamat demands.
'Ha, good luck getting me out of here. I win again. She can't get to me without going through you, and she's too sweet for that.'
Sweet? Fucking 'sweet'? The entire forest is shaking with her rage.
'Oh yeah, Tia is a big sweetie at heart. Complete softie, you'll be fine.'
"I can sense you speaking to him; what does he have to say for himself?!" Tiamat demands, power coursing from her as I take a moment to sigh. "Where are my treasures?!"
'I genuinely don't remember what she's talking about- oh wait, yeah, I do. Albion blew them up during our fight. Totally his fault.'
Faced with explaining to Tiamat that her treasure is gone, I pause. With [Essence of the Archmage], I've had plenty of time to study the Sacred Gear inside me, and it really is just another form of magic that I can master.
I can't bring Ddraig out to get his ass beat by Tiamat, but that doesn't mean I have to deal with his mess.
'Oh fuck that. I see your plans, boy, don't do it. I like it in here, you can't-'
"Lady Tiamat, I can't bring him out to face your judgement for his actions, but I do believe I can force him to face the consequences," I say, getting her to perk up. "I believe I can temporarily give him control of my body, so he can't hide inside the Sacred Gear and avoid your anger, but I would request that you don't damage him too much as it is still my body."
Isis will make sure I get control back, and I am sure as fuck not dealing with his angry ex-girlfriend.
You're right, Master! Even if Ddraig tries, I can just stuff him back in that silly little toy.
"I see; you have my thanks. My apologies for taking my anger out upon you. What is your name?" Tiamat asks, an evil smile on her face as I ignore Ddraig's pleading.
"Kuro Dantalion. I'm sorry I woke you when I reclaimed the forest, but it is mine by birthright as I am the last of the Gaap family," I explain, making her nod.
"Interesting. So you're Nyssea's descendant? We may have to talk more later, but this has been long overdue. Bring him out; he has a debt to pay," Tiamat demands, and as Ddraig vehemently protests, I focus and call upon my magic. With [Essence of the Archmage] and my spiritual necromancy, this should be doable-
Feeling myself be put in the passenger seat of my own body, I watch as Ddraig, the Red Dragon Emperor, turns and tries to run the moment he has control. Making a decision as Tiamat catches him with ease, a calm smile on her face, I will myself into a slumber.
I don't need to be awake for this.
– Later –
Waking up, I expect pain. I have plenty of potions in my inventory to deal with the after-effects of whatever Tiamat did to Ddraig, but I feel surprisingly fine as I sit up.
"I take it that Ddraig is back in his cage?" Tiamat asks, sounding entirely too smug as I turn to her. Laying on her side, she smiles smugly as she notices me freeze, seeing her nudity. "Ddraig destroyed my treasures, so I decided that it was only fair that he give me a replacement."
Looking at the way she is touching her stomach, I sigh as I notice one of my marks on her.
Ddraig couldn't have recreated your magic alone, but… to be honest, I thought it was funny.
It kinda is. I can hear him whimpering.
"Fair enough," I admit, laying back down as I look around the simple but cosy room we are in. I figured Tiamat's lair would be larger. Do I take a look at her large dragon titties in the process? Maybe a little, but she doesn't comment on it. Given that it is my cum leaking out of her, we're a little beyond that.
Wait, would they be mine or Ddraig's kids?
Ehhhh~
Maybe both? Letting Ddraig take control did give you some draconic traits, but it was also still you, so it's weird.
"So, are you and Ddraig settled up now?" I ask, making her laugh.
"Settled? Don't be ridiculous; this is just his downpayment. Ddraig is going to be paying me back for a long time," Tiamat says with a fierce smile, rubbing her belly with satisfaction. "You have my thanks for facilitating this, Lord Dantalion."
'You have no idea what you've done, boy! She's called the mother of dragons for a reason. Our loins aren't safe!'
Our? It's my dick. Just because you got to take my body for a ride doesn't change anything.
"Well, feel free to let me know when you want a draconic booty call. This is Ddraig's mess, and I'm not dealing with it," I say, feeling incredibly tired. How long were they at it?
Four days, master!
Oh.
'I can't feel my legs.'
You don't even have legs; you're a soul stuck in a prison, stuck in a devil.
'I'm going to sleep. I almost miss the pervert who sold me for a pair of boobs. He wouldn't have sacrificed me to Tiamat.'
Meh, you had it coming.
"Four days, huh? Damnit, people are gonna be looking for me," I say, sitting up, but Tiamat just laughs.
"Don't worry. I used your phone after Ddraig first passed out to call Venelana since you'd missed three calls from her. I explained matters," Tiamat explains. "Lady Serafall also visited, but she was convinced that I meant you no harm. Ddraig tried to pretend to be you and claim that I had kidnapped you, but that just got him gagged."
Taking another look at Tiamat's body, I mentally confirm something. Ddraig is just being a big baby. After so many years locked away, he got to fuck someone that hot for four days straight, and he's complaining over it? Oh wait, I'm ogling a dragon.
"Oh, feel free to look. We're past the point of modesty," Tiamat says cheerfully. "I don't suppose you could do that trick again and force Albion to the forefront of his latest host? They both have a debt to pay."
"Err, I honestly don't know. We're exploring new grounds with this, pretty sure Big G never intended for this to be possible," I admit, making her giggle slightly. She's chilled out after four days; maybe she just had an itch that needed a good, hard scratch.
I helped Ddraig and used your Eromancy on her, but he could barely handle her even with all your tricks. It wouldn't do for a girl to not be satisfied by someone as amazing as you, master! Even if an idiot dragon was in control at the time.
I bet I could take her.
'Next time, just pretend you're me. It could totally work.'
"It's been a pleasure, Lady Tiamat, even if I was asleep for most of it," I say, rising out of the bed.
"Indeed it has. I will be in touch, if for no other reason than because you've dragged my home into a pocket dimension," Tiamat teases. "Don't worry, I am not upset with you. This is your land that I am squatting on, after all."
"We can talk about that later, but I need to work out what I've missed," I explain, making her nod languidly, clearly satisfied. Before I leave, I take one last moment to look over her naked body, reconfirming that Ddraig is a crybaby.
Saying goodbye, I return to the mansion with a yawn. I need a nap. Sending messages to everyone that I'm back and that I survived Tiamat, I fall onto the bed with a groan.
– Next Day –
After showing everyone that I had indeed survived my encounter with Tiamat, it was time to get back to work. My 'nap' turned into a sixteen-hour sleep, but I guess I needed it.
Thankfully, nothing major happened while I was occupied, but it does mean I've fallen behind my vague and admittedly utterly undefined plans. I want to have Sona test my new training mode, but for that, I need to finish her Rook.
Again, I could cheat and just make another Minotaur lord since Rias is clearly impressed with Seona, but that's just so… unimaginative. I am a lazy man, but I am prideful as well, about certain things at least. My work is certainly one of them.
Given that Rias and Sona are pseudo-rivals, it made sense to me that I should make Sona's rook be a rival to Seona. Getting to work, I make a few basic designs before I find one that I am satisfied with.
One thing I found strange in this world is how undevilish the devils look. Seriously, we're just humans that occasionally have wings. No red skin, no horns; it kinda sucks from a coolness factor perspective.
Looking at the woman lying on my fleshcrafting table, I smirk. I got a little carried away with the Seona link, as she is also massive. Not quite as big as the Minotaur Lord, but she still stands at an easy seven-foot tall with rock-solid abs and large biceps.
She isn't as large or durable as Seona, so I had to give her something to help even the score. That's why she has four arms, and yes, I stole that from Mortal Kombat. Long wavy black hair comes down to her shoulders, two long curved horns peeking out of it, and her ears have a certain elven appearance with a golden hoop earring through one of them. Her earring is enchanted with fire resistance, and her new curved blades are enchanted with fire damage. She's built to be a tank, but more of a brawler than the iron wall that is Seona. She can deal a lot of damage but loses out on some of Seona's endurance as a result.
And yes, I gave her suitably massive breasts, the giant red mammaries on full display as I pause my work to play with them a little. Her nipples are a darker shade of red, getting hard at my groping as I flick them. Heh, I do good work. She also has black tattoo-like markings all over her body that look vaguely dragon-like because Ddraig was whining at me over Tiamat, and he is always happier when I add a dragon to whatever I'm doing.
All that's left is to test her out. I'm 99% sure I got everything right, but I want to make sure, and that means sending her into the new dungeon to see what she can do. Seona is in the mansion since Rias is here, and I can have the pair spar as well to get a general idea of how strong she is.
Pausing to myself, I look over her body one last time with a critical eye.
Okay, change of plans. First, I test her out. Then, I test her combat skills.
– Sona Sitri –
"Given your disappearance, I wasn't expecting anything to be ready yet," Sona admitted, making Kuro chuckle.
"Yeah, but I was mostly ready to make your Rook before that little mess, so I found the time to finish her. Sona, meet Nephi," Kuro introduced, the door opening and the promised Rook walking in.
Sona craned her neck to look up at the massive woman, bulging muscles on display thanks to her extremely revealing outfit. The huge, red-skinned woman had a pair of tight leather pants on, but above the waist, all she was wearing was a pair of black bandages wrapped around the gigantic breasts. Despite the burst of jealousy over another massive-breasted woman, Sona looked over Nephi with a critical eye. Four swords were in their sheathes at her waist to go with the woman's four large, muscular arms.
"So, this is my new master?" Nephi asked, her voice surprisingly soft for someone that large and barbaric-looking. Golden eyes looked over Sona with curiosity before she gave a slight bow. "Hm, Seona told me a bit about you. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Sitri."
"You've met Seona?" Sona asked.
"I had Seona spar with Nephi to work out the power levels. They're more or less even, for the most part. Seona tended to win more often because she has more combat experience, but they're close in physical attributes," Kuro explained. "Seona is slightly tougher, but Nephi is slightly stronger and faster."
Given how much of a powerhouse Seona could be, that boded very well for what Sona wanted.
"I see. It's a pleasure to meet you, Nephi," Sona said, giving Nephi a smile. The fact was that Sitri had already proven to be a very powerful monster, so Sona had faith that Kuro would make her a good Rook to go with her new Knight. "I've arranged for a small inter-peerage spar with Rias' peerage to get some experience in before we test out Kuro's new dungeon. Are you ready to join us, or would you like some time to settle in?"
Nephi grinned, two hands going to her swords and the other two moving as she punched her fist into her free hand with a grin, cracking her knuckles.
"When Kuro ended our sparring session, the score was five-nine to Seona. I plan to settle that score," Nephi said, her calm smile growing into a savage grin as she drew her swords, the blades igniting.
Sona smiled at that, pushing her glasses up slightly. Rias liked to boast about her new Rook, showing off the powerful Peerage member Kuro had made for her. Sona was entirely down with knocking her friend down a few pegs.
"The new dungeon will be ready soon; just finalising some details," Kuro explained, making her nod as she turned back to him. "As for the third part of your payment…"
She felt her cheeks heat up at the reminder that she'd promised him a date, but once more, she pushed up her glasses and gave him a stern look.
"I will arrange that when we both have time. I already have the restaurant that you are taking me to picked out," Sona said, arms crossed as he grinned. "I have standards and do not intend for this date to be sub-par for either of us."
"Sure, this weekend?" Kuro asked, making her nod. She wasn't surprised the lazy lord was willing to let her handle all the details, but she preferred it that way anyway.
"I'll arrange a table. Please dress smartly. I will be wearing a dark blue dress, so pick something to compliment it," Sona ordered, despite the way his grin made her a little flustered. She did not date often, and certainly not with someone she actually found appealing.
"Sure, I'll send you a picture of what I'll be wearing," Kuro promised, stealing a kiss from her when she went to reply. She made a note to spank Momo later for the wolf whistle.
"Choose something nice, and I may even send you one back. I won't show you my dress until the night, but I might show you what I'll be wearing under it," Sona flirted, her ears burning as she delved into an area that was far too unfamiliar to her. "If you want a repeat of our… entanglement, you had better be on your best behaviour. I let my passions get out of control last time, but I have very high standards when it comes to actual courtship."
"If Sona doesn't put out, I will!" Momo teased, making Sona groan as she turned to her giggling peerage with a dirty look.
"Ignore the idiot," Sona sighed, running a hand through her hair.
"Don't worry, I do love a challenge. I'm willing to bet I'll have your passions running out of control again by the end of the night," Kuro teased, cupping her chin as he stole another kiss.
"We shall see," Sona swore, arms crossed, and cheeks dashed with red. He really was a confident man, and she didn't hate that. It was embarrassing how easily she blushed, considering they'd already had sex.
She was still certain that he was scheming something and that her sister was somehow involved, but she couldn't deny that she was reluctantly looking forward to their date. Plus, it would be a good chance to interrogate him, and he'd have to slip up eventually.
"Anyway, have fun with your spar. Nephi, play nice with Seona," Kuro said, giving the massive red-skinned woman a light spank. Nephi just grinned back, but Sona moved forward.
Not willing to let him have the last word, she grabbed his top and pulled him in for a rough kiss on her tip-toes so she wasn't looking up at him. Naturally, he took this as an invitation to play with her ass, but she just deepened the kiss.
Breaking it, she looked down with a proud smirk as she spotted the slight bulge in his trousers.
"Just a teaser of what you could get if you impress me," Sona whispered, kissing his neck before she backed away. "I don't give second chances for things like this, and if you fuck up, then you'll never hear me moaning your name again."
Kuro gave her a hungry look, but she turned and walked away with a proud smile. Kuro had a way of making her feel sexy, and she couldn't deny that she liked the way his eyes lingered on her body as she made her exit.
Tsubaki gave her an amused look and raised her hand, making Sona roll her eyes even as she raised her own and accepted the high-five from her Queen.
"Go Pres!" Ruruko cheered as her Peerage giggled and teased her, but Sona composed herself with a stern look.
"Nephi, I'd like to run some simple tests to get an idea of how strong you are before we go to meet with Rias' peerage," Sona explained, making the larger woman nod calmly.
"Of course, my King. Kuro warned me that you would likely have plenty of tests planned. He seemed impressed with your diligence," Nephi explained softly, making Sona's blush creep back even as she straightened up.
"Well, someone has to be diligent, and it certainly isn't going to be Rias or Kuro," Sona said proudly, briefly wondering what she'd done to attract so many lazy perverts. Oddly enough, she didn't mind it that much.
– Rayna Phenex –
Watching Kuro easily restore their lost Peerage members to life had truly made it clear just how influential Kuro was going to be. Even without all his other tricks, reviving the dead was a major act that would get him the attention of every faction.
"So, they won't be as strong as they used to be. This isn't True Resurrection; that's still beyond me, but I've essentially placed their souls into a vat-grown body that I shaped to look like them. I've only done this twice so far, so I'd ask that you report any irregularities to me," Kuro explained to Rakul, who nodded calmly. "This could have gone by easier if I had access to the original bodies, but they were too destroyed for me to get any samples. Still, thanks for getting samples from their relatives. It made this easier for me."
"Of course. I can tell that they lack their former strength, but it is enough just to have them back," Rakul said with a wide smile. She knew she shared a similar one, seeing them back. "May I ask you something, Kuro?"
"Hm, sure. Go ahead," Kuro agreed easily.
"If you are capable of this, then why have you not restored your parents to life?" Rakul asked, and she felt herself pause. She'd wondered the same but hadn't wanted to ask.
Kuro paused, rubbing his chin.
"My mother would not accept anything less than True Resurrection. If I restored her to life like this, she'd demand that I put all my focus into restoring her entirely. I love her, but she is a rather arrogant woman," Kuro admitted easily, and Rukal nodded in understanding. Nyra Dantalion was certainly a forceful personality from their meetings about the engagement between Ravel and Kuro. "As for my father? Right now, when so much is in the air, bringing him back would cause friction. We have different ideas about what is best for our family, and he wouldn't approve of some of the choices that I have made. Then there'd be the arguments over which of us was actually the Lord. I am working hard to secure things, but there's no denying that my family is in a rather uncertain position right now, and I don't want to add to that instability, even for him. They will live again, but I want things to be far more stable before I bring them back."
"Entirely understandable," Rakul agreed. There was no real precedent set for who would be the Lord if a deceased older Lord returned from the dead. Maybe that was something that they were going to have to work out, given the fact that they wanted Lalatina back. "I have to admit, even I was slightly worried when I heard that you had returned the Original Gaap to life, but I suppose that nobody would be better to remove her curse than the caster herself."
"Grandmother has returned in a very limited capacity, and you're right about that. I simply couldn't work out why the curse was still active when it was designed to end centuries ago. Thankfully, her expertise far surpasses my own, and she was able to identify the cause," Kuro explained, making Rayna's eyes widen slightly.
"You know how to wake her up?" Rayna gasped, making him nod with a slight grin.
"Did you know that my grandmother and yours were once friends before the war? The curse was not meant to last this long; it was designed to put Lalatina out of commission for a week or so since Lalatina kept harassing Nyssea," Kuro explained, making Rukal nod slightly.
"We didn't know the exact details, but our families were close before the civil war. So, what went wrong?" Rukal asked as Kuro sighed.
"How do I put this tactfully… do you know what Lalatina's personality was like?" Kuro asked, making Rukal hesitate.
"I am aware of her… tendencies, yes," Rukal admitted, which was one hell of an understatement.
"Nyssea studied the curse for all of five minutes before she worked out the issue. Lalatina had tied the curse into her own magic, presumably because she enjoyed the constant pain it caused. The issue was that Lalatina had a lot of magic, and she supercharged the curse instead of just extending its duration," Kuro explained, and Rayna felt her mind freeze.
All this happened… because their grandmother liked the way the curse hurt?
"Are you sure of that?" Rukal asked, but it wasn't disbelief that was in his tone but sheer tiredness. The ancient Phenex quest had started because of their grandmother's kink.
"Quite, I'm afraid," a new voice said, making her turn to where a caramel-skinned woman had entered. "Perhaps it is arrogance, but I do not make mistakes, and I had used that exact curse on Lalatina a dozen times before."
"Nyssea Gaap, I presume?" Rakul asked as the elegant woman took a seat next to Kuro. The pictures they had of the First Gaap Lord were wildly different, but Gaap were known for their ability to change their bodies at will.
"In the flesh, so to speak. I am terribly sorry about this. Had I not been slain shortly after, I would have fixed this once I realised what she'd done. I should have known Lalatina wouldn't be able to resist doing something like this," Nyssea sighed. "But then, this is the same woman who would frequently challenge my monsters and 'lose' just so she could be defiled, even though she was laughably stronger than them. She pouted so much when I stopped giving my monsters tentacles or genitals."
Rayna took a deep breath as she watched Rakul facepalm.
"I can wake her up at any moment, though I do not know how aware she has been for all these years," Kuro continued, making Rakul nod.
"As soon as possible, please. Eccentricities aside, she is still our honoured ancestor, and her return will be a glorious day," Rakul agreed. "I'll speak to Zeo about cancelling this engagement. Honestly, it's been a mess since the beginning, and it isn't like our families aren't still on good terms. This really changes nothing."
"I can handle the awakening today; Nyssea has handled most of the prep work," Kuro agreed, making Rakul smile.
"Then today is officially the start of the alliance between the Phenex and Dantalion family. Ravel has been excited about her apprenticeship; it's the most enthusiastic I've seen her about anything," Rakul joked, his mood clearly high as Kuro rose and shook his hand.
"Then I think Lalatina has slept for long enough, don't you?" Kuro asked rhetorically as he led them to a bedroom where Lalatina was strapped to the bed. Given her thrashing, it was unsurprising that she was bound. She frequently burst into flames, which was why she'd been kept in the basement in a stone room in the Phenex mansion.
Kuro and Nyssea got to work, and Rayna watched with wide eyes as the constant wounds just… stopped. For years, Lalatina's body had been tearing itself to pieces, and they'd finally stopped it as Lalatina's eyes slowly opened.
For the first time in centuries, their grandmother was awake.
"Wha- who are-" Lalatina mumbled, blinking rapidly as she locked eyes with Kuro. "F-foul demon, I don't know how you captured me, but I'll never support the Satans, no matter how much you defile me! You can use all my holes, abuse me in every way that your sick mind can imagine, but I'll never break!"
Damnit.
"Oh?" Kuro asked, amused as Lalatina started to pant, face turning red.
"Y-you won't be able to break me, not alone. Even if you call all your men and let them all have their way with me, using me as a set of holes-" Lalatina continued, clearly working herself up.
"I see centuries of pain haven't changed you, Lala," Nyssea sighed fondly. "I don't think my grandson is going to be doing any of that."
"Nyssy?" Lalatina asked, her mind racing. "So the Gaap have finally captured me?! A-are you going to use me as a broodmare for your grandson? O-or maybe your monsters?! Do your worst!"
Nyssea simply placed her hand on Lalatina's head and forcibly turned her to face them.
"Rakul? Little Raky? And Rayna?!" Lalatina asked, her eyes widening as the seriousness of the situation finally hit her. "S-so the Satans won, and you're going to make me watch as you inflict your degeneracy on my entire family!? L-leave them out of it, and I'll be your obedient little cocksleeve! Y-you can make them watch… or maybe you should make them join in and make poor Raky defile his defenceless grandmother?!"
Nyssea shut her up by stuffing a ball gag into Lalatina's mouth with a roll of her eyes, clearly having been prepared for this.
Damn it, grandma.
"Glorious day, huh?" Kuro asked Rakul, making her husband sigh deeply.
"Strangely enough, yes," Rakul agreed with a deep dry chuckle.
— Bonus Scene — Yubelluna
'Better Rias', or Brias as they'd started to call her, was a good addition to their Peerage from a tactical standpoint. Once Riser had turned her into his new Bishop to replace Ravel, who was now with Kuro, Brias had proven to be a fast learner, and Kuro had taught her some basic magic to start her out.
That said, the addition of Brias had caused an unforeseen side-effect, one that had left Yubelluna and several other girls in a rather irritated way.
Brias was very much a top, something that was rare in Riser's peerage. The catgirl liked being in control; she also liked scratching and biting in the bedroom. Riser was usually the top, despite his own masochistic tendencies, but despite it being his peerage, Riser had found himself supplanted by his new bishop.
Brias was in charge in the bedroom, and honestly? That alone would be fine. Yubelluna was naturally submissive and didn't mind letting the catgirl be in charge; it was even enjoyable for a time.
The issue was that Brias was also possessive, and had claimed Riser as her mate. Riser, despite having a harem, found himself hard-pressed to argue. Any time he tried, Brias just dragged him away, and he came back to them with that goofy, fucked-silly smile.
Now, for some of the girls, that was fine. Marion and Burent were bisexual; they didn't mind serving Brias or each other. Ni and Li had quickly found themselves dominated by the new catgirl, and they didn't seem to mind their new alpha… but Maou-damnit she had her needs, and Riser was too busy being tied up by a catgirl to see to them.
Karlamine was too busy fantasising over the giant minotaur cock that she got fucked by to care, and Ile and Nel were trying to convince Riser to try to buy a Slime monster from Kuro.
That was another issue they were faced with. The best way to persuade Riser to do anything was through sex, he was always more pliant after an orgy, but now Brias had him by the cock.
As ridiculous as it seemed, Riser Phenex, self-proclaimed playboy, had been tamed. He'd been made monogamous by a sadistic catgirl version of his hated former fiancé.
A part of her wondered if this entire mess could have been avoided if Rias had just dominated Riser a couple of times, but a larger part of her ignored that to focus on what mattered.
She needed to get laid.