Chapter 44
Ten years had passed
Time and time again, Kiros, who had returned from hell, saw Sangtis standing beside Ragnes, and suddenly felt a wave of unbearable anger. It was the wrath of his entire life.
He grew up in the most powerful demon warrior family. The king had to be considerate of his father' influence, so he promised that he would raise his cherished son to be a fiancé of Kiros when he grew up.
His future fiancé was indeed a younger prince who had the blood of the demon nymph inherited from his ancestors. Surprisingly, even though he was just a half-demon and human, the nymph's rare bloodline fell on him. Until now, no one knew if it was a good thing or a bad thing. The name of that unfortunate prince was… Ragnes.
His beautiful prince
He had seen this little prince since his birth as a little baby. His father always said that this was his fiancé. He was someone that would belong to him. Kiros was very proud of this. When he looked at Ragnes, his heart was filled with passion.
The prince's hair was always a gleaming gold. His eyes were as red as a ruby of blood. He had red cheeks, and his lips as thin as rose petals. This was an ancient demon bloodline that was said to have a seductive charm that lured all men into submission.
Kiros was satisfied with the beautiful flower he had received and thought of cherishing it. But... a beautiful flower had thorns like a rumor.
"Don't touch me, go away!"
Ragnes was almost seventeen years old at that time. He was forced to marry him, but even half of him was his. The young man was still extremely arrogant.
To be honest, Kiros was very annoyed that his bride was like this. The one who refused to let himself down. In fact, a kind of person like him, he didn't appreciate at all.
"Why? You're my fiancé. We've kissed in front of hundreds of witnesses. Now why can't I kiss you again?" Kiros deliberately said that because he was very nervous. The prince was so stubborn and arrogant, so it was sometimes repulsive.
He was just a nymph, but Ragnes had something he shouldn't have.
He was a half-human with very few magical powers, but his fighting skill in the arena championships was second to none and far superior to his older brother, Raguna. He was such an intelligent in several sciences. If he was not the second son, not a nymph, this person would certainly be the enemy of Kiros' ambition.
This prince had more than just looks. But the problem was what Kiros wanted from Ragnes was just his appearance as well.
Kiros thought he was smart enough. Then why would someone like him had to have another talented person? The place of the nymph should be on the four-poster bed, waiting for him to return to indulge in sensuality and love. He had vowed to take good care of this person, everything including wealth, luxury costumes, and precious jewelry. All the pleasures he was ready to give. Just his prince...obey.
"You also know in your heart that I'm not praising you. Just kissing you! I can do it with my cats and dogs too!" Ragnes pretended to laugh. Even though he knew his own destiny, but as long as he could still struggle, he would not give up.
Kiros was ambitious. And would such a person stop at just being his brother's right- hand man?
Ragnes was completely skeptical, on the contrary, he thought that the current power of the army was too much, especially the General's family.
On the other hand, economy, trade, education, international relations or human rights were too low. Everything could not grow and prosper, only military power. Wetonia was about to become a full-fledged military dictatorship. At this point, it was a policy that Ragnes did not agree with.
In his opinion, a good country must be endowed with a wide variety of people who were very talented, enterprising but far-sighted. If he was the king, he didn't care where the worthless pebbles came from, what his subordinates' social status.
They must be someone who had talent, full of responsibility, and stood up for people!
Those people were his ministers!
But, in fact, he was just Ragnes. The younger prince was destined to marry a demon general. He was cut off by his father, who beat him up and put him in a prison for a compulsion to marry. Let alone the policy of the administration of the country. He now can't survive his own life.
Even today, Kiros molested him here. This man was still able to make excuses like he was his fiancé anyway. It could also be claimed that because of the seductive charm of the Nymph beast, anyway, the bitch would become him anyway. No matter which way, this life was so cruel and unfair.
"Even if you don't agree but His Majesty may not always be able to please you. I can retreat today, but..." Kiros held his face so close that Ragnes was startled. His rough hands were so close to his cheek, so Ragnes felt wanting to cry. "In the future, I'll be your husband anyway. Husband, can do anything with his wife, right? I'll wait for you to serve me wholeheartedly, my prince"
"You disgusting person!"
"No matter how disgusting, you must be my property anyway. That is a fact that cannot be changed, my prince!"
Kiros believed so. He firmly believed that Ragnes had no other way. There was nothing left in his life.
Therefore, when everything wasn't after his own heart, he became very angry. When Ragnes ran away with a street rat. A crappy man who in his eyes was a rat was nothing good. But that kind of person had received what he had never dreamt about it.
Ragnes's heart.
Kiros didn't give up, he didn't want to give up at all. When he was refused, he proceeded to implement his own plan. He would do anything to make Ragnes fall. No one cared for him, and he must have only him, Kiros, in his life.
Of course, he was the one who sold the heads of the King and crown prince of Wetonia to Kafka. King Kafka hated the King of Wetonia very much. And he would be more than happy to join the blood alliance that time.
But that was not the ultimate plan because at the end of that war Kiros had already planned to use his own demonic forces to crush the alliance again as a conspiracy. He betrayed everything, everyone, and he would eventually become the king over the king. He was the one who Ragnes had to bow his head undisputedly.
"I… can marry you."
That was what Ragnes said when he lost his father and brother and was forced to marry him. Kiros thought the young prince would be very shocked. He was so sad that he couldn't do anything. At that moment, Kiros smiled and extended his hand for his little prince to take as a shelter.
"You made the right decision. My prince." Kiros smirked and kissed the bride's cold lips.
That night was very pleasant. The nymph demon's body was smooth and flawless. A beautiful face that was sorrowful to death, red lips biting his flesh to the point of blood for refusing to scream. Moist, sweaty hair ran down his cheeks. The seductive gesture that made Kiros more excited and even more lustful.
At the end of the day, his prince had to sell his body for him anyway. And it certainly wasn't a single night but many nights and many occasions.
He drank and fell in love. He was full of desire until...
"Rebel! The prince rebelled!!!"
That was when he awoke again as the power of the black magic faded. Ragnes took the opportunity to sleep with him poisoning him. Although he couldn't kill him, he passed out for hours. When he woke up, he was told that Ragnes and his companions had gone to the Holy Cathedral.
Ragnes bet his life with a legendary weapon that had killed many people.
Until his death, Ragnes wouldn't be his. That was the truth that appeared in front of Kiros.
And another fact that slapped him so hard was the street rat who took his prince back and appeared here. He and his friends guarded the entrance of the cathedral. Even if they were attacked so badly, they were still standing.
He didn't understand. He couldn't understand why this man was still standing.
Why were you standing?
"For a prostitute demon, you've taken your life away, so stupid! The most stupid!" Kiros shouted at the Light Mage who was holding a sword.
This person, according to his information, was just an orphan who was shunned. There was no place that could bring the showpiece up. He was just a garbage on the street!
"It is you who is stupid." Sangtis laughed, casting a spell. His allies were casting a defensive barrier. Personally, he bet his life against Kiros. He felt pity for this person. This Kiros didn't really understand what was important in life. "Ragnes is my wife. The duty of the husband is to protect his wife. We protect each other, take care of each other, are part of each other, what are you thinking?"
"!"
Protection and taking care of each other, these things Kiros would never have thought of.
"The prince is mine now! Your wife now has been used by me as a bitch! Plus, there might even have my child in his stomach! He's now just a slut! Like this, will you still love him!" Kiros still thought he wasn't. But Sangtis was still smiling, laughing again
"Nonsense, people are high or low, pure or dirty, right or wrong, who determines. Neither I nor Ragnes asked anyone else to make a decision for us. For me, the one I love is always beautiful. Ragnes is to me the most beautiful demon, the purest, the brightest, and most beautiful. He doesn't have to be anything else to me. Just being himself is enough," Sangtis replied confidently. People like him love with all their hearts, devoted to the utmost.
Never turn away, no matter what obstacles stand in his way. He stood here for the one he loved.
Sangtis' words of pride hit the nail on the head of Kiros. There was something that made him unable to match this person, not skill, not a magical power, not social status. But it was something he couldn't understand. This guy, there was something he didn't have.
And that... that was why the prince chose him.
The result after that everyone already knew. Ragnes, snatched the mystical weapon out of the cathedral in blood. He then bet his life on a merciless encounter with Kiros, his legal husband. Fighting with Kiros until the other had to go to hell, until everyone thought he was dead.
But Kiros was not dead. All these ten years, he heard, he saw, he touched everything from the bottom of hell. Ragnes was enthroned as the king and proclaimed the street rat to be his Viceroy, his husband. Then, he set those pebbles as his royal cabinet. They rebuilt everything from the rubble until Wetonia returned to glory.
That man, Sangtis... was always by his prince's side.
Where did it go wrong? What did he do wrong?
Returning to the present, Kiros slashed his sword into the middle of the earth to summon a large number of Satan. At this moment, Sangtis was concocting a spell with Lauriet. A wave of magical energy shook the ground.
Now, they were facing a huge satanic army.
"You should die. You should die!" Kiros roared, chanting a spell. He came this time and didn't just take a look at it again. At this moment, what he would do was summon his own King.
Satanic King!
In the blink of an eye, Kiros immediately issued an order. Masses of Satan charged at the British soldiers. Even Lauriana spread her magic network with all her might. But it was hard to resist such huge dark energy.
But then, Caberus and Sidel decided to release the Great Arms without fear of losing soul energy again. Now the main duty was to fight!
"You guys, those are… Great Arms! Are you guys…" Lauriana suddenly had a brilliant idea. These were two of the great weapons that the people of the entire continent were desperately searching for. Indeed, "You really are the husbands of Demon King Ragnes!"
At that moment, Sangtis immediately turned pale as a boiled chicken, what the heck!
One thing that Sangtis and Lauriet had forgotten was that the Great Arms were the Great Dowry. If they had it, they were supposed to be the King's husbands!
"Of course, because we'll protect Britain on behalf of our wife!" Caberus laughed sassily, wielding the Longinus spear as heroically as if he were a hero. Concealing the fact that he stole it, and made the owner cry.
Sidel smiled softly, in his case, the arms ran into his hands!
"Your Majesty, I'll protect the world as your husband!" Sidel said.
And it was then that Kiros suddenly realized that his enemies were no longer Sangtis.
Oh! Ten years had passed!