The Past Longs to be Forgotten

The whole place revolved in silence at the Archangel's declaration; except for the noise of the Golden Dragon munching shrimp, not even a falling feather's noise could be heard.

"Gabriel?" Michael questioned her but Gabriel had her own plans.

In this situation the three satans would have relentlessly denied such a proposition, in fact... the underworld could have immediately gone to war with the heavens for having assisted the Fallen God Faction.

But they knew very well that right now was not the moment to make enemies out of either the Heavens or Grigori, they needed all the allies they could get in the current scheme where everyone in the supernatural community was directly breaking up relationships with them.

"Allow me to finish, brother... the condition is that all angels in the underworld be handed back immediately to the heavens..."

"I refuse" Morrighan stated immediately before the satans had even a chance to speak.

"Morrighan Belphegor, you are a Nephilim, even if Richter-sama claims you as his underling, you don't have the authority to"

"The Nephilim Faction has protected both Angels and Fallen Angels in the underworld... we have merely followed our 'mother's teachings," Morrighan interrupted the Great Seraph, pointing towards a flustered Fia, "If you want to take all angels back into the heavens, you should at the very least ask their opinion".

"Angels belong to the heavens! they have been nothing but mistreated in the underworld!" Gabriel retorted with powerful words that rendered the devils into a rambling of gossiping again, none dared to publicly shame the Nephilim or angels in the current situation, but their hearts harboured wickedness.

"But the underworld is their home; most of them were born in there by their captive parents, captive against their will... you have no right to take them away from their home regardless of whether the heavens is a better place or not..." Morrighan stood up from Richter's lap threateningly, she didn't like Gabriel insisting on this matter.

The Angels have suffered in the underworld for centuries, sometimes even more than the Nephilim. Where were the Great Seraphs then? too scared for Lady Calliope to even make a move. Now the majority of angels live in the Lucifuge Territory, nothing short of a multiracial paradise, and yet the heavens want to take them away from that hard-worked paradise? she'd never allow it.

'And yet now they want to come here and pretend themselves heroes? take the angels away, no!' Morrighan was determined and now that she had been taken under the Golden Dragon's wing, more so.

"How could they know if they haven't ever gone once?!" Gabriel countered, even Michael was awed at her insistence... it is clear she has thought about this for a long time and is only voicing her intentions now; whatever was impulsing her to take this matter so far, he didn't know.

"I am against angels being forcefully taken against their will, this matter can be sorted out some other way" Morrighan concluded.

"Although we devils are to blame for most of this matter; it doesn't change the fact that as Satans we have authority..." Ajuka spoke, sending Sirzechs a glance.

"We reject Angels being taken against their will to the heavens" Sirzechs answered, he was still the satan of domestic affairs, this was his 'domain'.

"Lady Lucifuge, your opinion...?" Lord Bael who had been silent so far, pointed towards the new head of the council; Fia... they all desired with insistence for her to be included in this debate; representing the devils.

"Eh?"

"You are the head of this council and the primary carer of angels and fallen angels in the underworld, most of them would follow whatever you decreed is correct. Hence, your opinion is necessary"

"I would also like to know what you think, Lady Fia" Gabriel smiled kindly towards Fia, placing her in an awkward position... regardless of Gabriel's innocent and naive aura, it was undeniable that she was one of the oldest entities present; her existence was at the level of the four original devils. Fia felt slight anxiety suddenly addressing her, but Richter's presence assured her.

"I believe... all the races should have the opportunity to revisit the home they hail from... but they also should be given the chance to decide where they want to live... I have worked hard for my humble Lucifuge Territory to be the spot where all races can peacefully coexist in the underworld... I have shamelessly taken advantage of Lady Calliope's name in order to achieve this, and I regret nothing... I believe my actions were correct, right, son-in-law?~"

"Why are you asking me?" Richter deadpanned, he agreed to everything she said, but at this point of the conversation, his input was unnecessary.

"What is wrong with me asking my man for his opinion?"

!!!!

Fia seemed to have needed to throw down a bombshell that made both Layla and Grayfia cover their eyes in shame. It was not a secret within the Lucifuge Clan but still... to publicly announce that; was nothing short of a reputation-shattering event.

To be found sharing her man with her mother, to Grayfia even as a devil, it was still embarrassing.

Layla sighed a little in relief since it wasn't publicly 'confirmed' that she belonged to Richter now, but... the place she was standing, the golden strands of hair and basically her whole intimacy spoke for themselves.

"W-What?!"

As it was natural, outrage spread in the room, especially from those who had desperately sought Fia's skirt like Phenex, Gremory and Sitri.

"You have done it now, mother..."

"L-Lady Lucifuge..."

"It is as you heard, I and my beloved daughter both belong to this golden dragon, I may have an opinion as the head of the council; but he is the ruler of this household~"

Knowing Layla's predicament, Fia decided to exclude her from the revelation... little did she know that this exclusion only created a greater spark of jealousy inside Layla's heart... truthfully, the only thing that stopped her was Millicas' thoughts, she wanted nothing that would prejudice her image in her son's mind. But... with the passage of time, she has been progressively taking him more to the Lucifuge Clan, trying to form a healthy relationship between him and Richter.

She didn't hope for her master to become Millicas' father, but at the very least... she wanted to make sure that Millicas liked Richter to some degree, which in the end came to be as both seemed to share that undisputable passion for shrimp and slumbering as much anxiety as this brought her.

Therefore, she made her decision.

"I'd like to take this chance to declare that I have also decided to pledge myself to Richter-sama and have started divorce procedures against Sirzechs Lucifer... so it is not my mother and a big sister who belongs to him, I do too" Layla finished it by smiling and placing her hand on her master's right shoulder.

!!!

Sirzechs' gaze visually contorted as glares pierced him from all over; effectively labelling him as the 'cuck' of the millennium who lost his Queen to the Golden Dragon.

"I-Impossible!"

"What do you mean impossible, it was obvious, look at her!"

The gossiping started once again and this time, it wouldn't end for a long time.

Richter deadpanned in Layla's direction before shrugging his shoulder, "I may be the ruler of this castle, but the underworld's matters don't concern me, my will is therefore transferred to Grayfia and Layla... they both have the power on my behalf to decide what is the best for the underworld... regarding the matter from before, I will have Fia contact you all in order to meet with the Fallen God Faction and settle the rating game's rules, this is getting boring so I'm going to sleep"

The Golden Dragon publicly acknowledged his disinterest in further discussions, so he stood up together with his tray of shrimp and began heading somewhere else. Layla and Grayfia both rubbed their temples, his words indicated that they had to stay in this meeting to act as his representatives; a disgrace since the two of them wanted to leave as well.

"Richter-sama... you're so lazy" Morrighan giggled and decided to stay as well, she wanted to speak to him about their new relationship but... as the leader of the Nephilim Faction, this meeting concerned her.

"W-Wait!" Gabriel ran from her spot towards him, unashamedly taking one of his wrists much to Grayfia's disbelief.

"..."

"Please, allow me to have a word, you remember me, Richter... I thought... you'd not remember me".

"I remember that one day you were gone, without saying a single word... what is it, did you give up conquering my heart?"

Having dropped those cold words, Richter slapped her hand away and began walking to the exit, leaving a dead silent meeting, everyone was eavesdropping on the conversation. The most concerned one was Fia who after interacting so much with Richter, couldn't conceive him to make such a fit... it is clear that Gabriel's presence displeases him.

"Just go, Gabriel" Michael indicated for her to go and Gabriel nodded with gratitude, chasing after Richter as if this was her own place.

Grayfia sent a glare towards Layla who also nodded, indicating that she'd take over from here and she should go see what was going on with this Seraph and their master.

The three of them left the meeting, ready to tackle important personal subjects.

Perhaps back then, it wasn't only the angel whose heart was broken, but the Dragon's as well.