The Aftermath

[Richter's POV]

I'm yawning sitting on this throne... I look to one side and there are devils and beauties, look to the other side, also devils and beauties. That is not the problem... the problem is that they're chatting about politics, a topic that I hate; this is worst than an assembly of Primordials.

We're currently in the Lucifuge Castle; flying somewhere above the earth's continent known as 'Europe'. I had decided to leave the underworld two months ago; taking the whole castle with me as this is my 'home'. I didn't just take the castle but also a wide gap of terrain, making it float with my space powers wasn't difficult.

The incident that took place in the underworld had already finished with a lot of casualties... funerals had been held and poverty assailed the underworld.

Lord Agares, Lord Belial, Lord Barbatos and the satan Falbium Asmodeous were among the principal casualties; not only that but more than three hundred thousand devils were murdered by grim reapers, and there were also more than ten thousand corpses of grim reapers recovered. It was a massacre. The Agares Territory and the Belial Territory were completely destroyed. The Phenex, Barbatos, Gremory and Sitri territories had suffered casualties with the latter two being the most fortunate.

The Gods Tartarus, Surtr and Hades had perished, although the God of the Netherworld hadn't perished by the three factions' hands, instead by that man, Rizevim's hands.

It was a catastrophe of unimaginable propositions for them, and for me... it was a fun shown. Right now, unbeknownst to me, the council meeting was held in my castle instead of Lucifaad where they'd usually meet.

I can imagine why they choose to hold the meeting here, but nevertheless, I'd rather sleep with Grayfia.

Both of my apostles were standing by my side... Layla is completely devoted to me to the point that she's not even standing beside Sirzechs anymore, I think she will just take this chance and make her divorce public, whether she spoke this to Millicas yet, I don't know.

...

"To have concealed this matter for every single session of the council, you satans should be ashamed of yourselves!" A man from the Belphegor Family spoke loudly, making the whole room louder than the council of Primordials, making me roll my eyes, something that prompted silence in the room, not because of my glare, but because Grayfia's ice was beginning to freeze the table.

"Keep your loud noise in check before my master".

"S-Sorry, Lady Grayfia..." They apologised.

Sitting at the main table were the members of the families that remained, the boy, Diehauser Belial had become the new lord of the Belial Family, as for the Agares Family... there was Seekvaira... she had bags under her eyes and clearly hadn't been sleeping... her father was killed in front of her by Hades and she couldn't even claim vengeance in the future; for the skeleton had perished himself.

Seeing the progressive looming hatred of the presents it was Sirzechs and Ajuka who had to take the reins, but I imagine the lads don't even know where to start, what a complicated situation, isn't it? to be caught in your lie; having experienced drastic consequences because of it.

"There was no other option... we needed to conceal it from the whole supernatural community, however... a secret of this scale was impossible to keep from every single being, especially since the underworld became a hub for all pantheons to coexist, even more than the netherworld. I hope you can all understand that this was done for the interest of all devils... if we hadn't done it, then this catastrophe would have come much sooner before we were even prepared to handle it" Ajuka remarked for everyone; by his side were Sirzechs and Serafall.

One evaded my gaze, while Serafall seemed like she wanted to talk to me in private.

"We were still unable to handle it! if it were not for the Nephilim Faction... how much more damage would the underworld have undergone with this attack!" the complaints began once again, yeah... just like the damned primordials, no matter what you say there is always a bastard that's going to oppose it.

I rolled my eyes again and looked at Grayfia who was by my side just like Layla, both standing proudly, awaiting any of my orders. I took Layla's palm and kissed it with a smirk... it attracted everyone's gazes in the room, particularly Sirzechs' poisonous gaze which I was quite enjoying.

I think they're confused as to why the 'wife' of the Satan Lucifer is acting so chummy and submissive with me.

"This is good and all, but... Grayfia, remind me why I am here?" I asked my maid who in response merely giggled before making a sign towards someone.

Morrighan who was in her Nephilim form came with a tray of shrimp coated in pink sauce and then I recalled why I am in this meeting. The food.

"Is it tasty, Richter-sama?~"

"You know it is..." I answered her, getting more fuel to tolerate this political meeting while also trying to concentrate on my own thoughts. But, I was interrupted in the middle of it.

"Lord Dragon God, we would humbly-"

A man from the Barbatos Family tried to speak to me directly, but Ajuka stopped him.

"You have no reason to ask Richter-sama to get involved in this matter any further... he saved my life; that is more of a grace from him than we could have ever hoped... this terrorist attack was garnered by the devil's past as a whole, for or wrongdoings against the rest of the races in the supernatural community, we have no one to blame but ourselves for this... they will come again and it will be worse".

"..."

His words made the whole place silent. However, Ajuka wasn't finished.

"With this attack, the Fallen God Faction made it clear that the underworld is unprotected, our forces are strong and somehow we managed to retain the Shinto Faction as a precious ally... but the heavens are against us, Michael has stated his position... and we can't blame him as for the fallens-".

"Grigori has yet to decide their diplomatic position with the devils, nevertheless... you should refrain from considering our allies".

A man appeared out of nowhere in a barrage of black feathers, taking a chair and sitting on it lazily. Stylish fool.

"Azazel..." Sirzechs mentioned his name solemnly.

"I'm here merely to listen, a guest so to say... don't think that I'm on the devil's side, Sirzechs, Ajuka... I'm here merely to listen to what you have to say" the man took a bottle of alcohol out of nowhere and began drinking it; his gaze looked as if he had seen better days.

"We apologise..." Serafall began, only to receive the most amused scowl from Azazel.

"Your apologies aren't worth shit... you lied to the whole supernatural community for hundreds of years, keeping us Angels and Fallen down with illusions... the only reason I have yet to declare war against you all joining the fallen god faction, is because I like my current life filled with peace and lust..." he shrugged.

"How honest~" I couldn't help but remark with amusement, at least someone that understands how boring all this is, I could be mating with my maid right now.

"I see that you're also a connoisseur, Lord Golden Dragon... do you want some?~"

"No need, I have got my shrimp and cherries right here".