20 Marcina's Reason and Marcina's Past
(In the next few days I might be getting sick with Covid. My sister caught it and we are all getting sick.)
Once Romonus taught his Mother the Impotence Curse she thanked him and kissed him again on the cheek. Something she could pass off as a Motherly act, but Romonus was no child. He had been a 17-year-old playboy in his past life meaning he was technically 28.
'Nice.'
He smiled and kissed her back before leaving her alone.
"Good luck Mom."
She smiled and waved him goodbye.
"Thank you. Take care."
When he closed the door his smile dropped into an expression of pure wrath. Veins were popping all over his face.
'Marcina.'
He took a deep breath before from his body he released his 'Mana' Sense. He searched the entire mansion and quickly found both his Father and Marcina. His Father was in his office alone for once, while the maid in question was far from him this time.
Romonus released his fists and began to move rapidly through the mansion. As he did, he would pass some maids and servants who instantly got out of his way. It was very rare that he would get mad, but when he did it was better to stay the fuck out of his way.
He even passed the ladies of his Father's harem who all recoiled at the sight of him. Some of them had been part of the harem for only a few years while some had been here decades if not centuries.
Marcina had been telling all of them about her pregnancy which most knew was not going to end well for her. The child would be fine as Venelana was not a Monster, but she was not safe. Apparently, Romonus was going to get at her first.
Some of them who were close to her for a few seconds considered speaking up for her, but they chose wiser than that. When he finally reached Marcina, the black-haired maid was tidying up a room with a big smile on her face. She was humming a happy tune as she sometimes rubbed her belly because she only had her looks and body.
She had no wealth, status, bloodline, or clan so being the mistress of a Lord was the highest honor she could have. However, at that moment Romonus slammed the door open causing Marcina to jump up.
She turned around and was met with one of the most terrifying sights, Romonus Gremory in his enraged state. His eyes were glowing a deep purple and the sheer pressure of having an Ultimate Class being glaring down on her was like death was in front of her.
"What the fuck were you thinking?"
Marcina dropped her broom and backed away to the very back of the room. When she touched the wall she recoiled in horror as even if Zeoticus was here he could not compare to his son in strength.
Zeoticus was only a High Class Devil thanks to his Noble lineage as he had rarely trained. Romonus was a whole class ahead of his Father and his entire focus was on her.
"Young Master, what do you mean? I-"
Romonus waved his hand and shut the door behind him. He walked toward her and placed his hands behind her head making her look into his glowing eyes.
"I know about the baby."
Marcina got a terrifying premonition.
"Wait, this is-"
Romonus cut her off.
"You knew the rules. You can join the harem and you ensure you do not get pregnant. It was the only condition and you broke it. Whose Idea was it? Yours? My Father? Who?"
Marcina held her hands over her belly in fear.
"It was mine. Don't blame your Father I talked him into it."
He punched the wall behind her shattering it. She closed her eyes in terror as she looked at the floor. If Devils had a God she would have been praying.
"Was what? What were you expecting? To gain more status? Control of the Clan? Authority? You were trying to create a competitor for my tile as Heir. Was that it?"
Marcina shook her head in horror at the last part. Many heirs would do anything to secure their positions. If Romonus felt challenged by her child he could rip it out of her right now and no one could stop him.
"NO! I couldn't dream of that."
"THEN WHAT WAS IT!"
Marcina fell to her knees as she tried to calm him down.
"I wanted nothing, I just wanted to be a Mother. Please don't take my baby, I beg you, Young Master. I took care of you as an infant. I just wanted to have a child of my own. If it pleases you, I can leave, disappear from your sight, and raise it alone, just don't take it from me."
She hugged his legs as she kept crying. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked up into his unrelenting purple eyes. He snarled as he looked up.
"God damn it."
Instantly he was head with a head-splitting headache which he endured with pure will. Marcina though recoiled as she held her head with both hands. He snarled this was making me feel a certain way and it was not good. Now he felt like a Monster as it was true that she had breastfed him as a kid.
It was only in the last 5 years that he and Mother began to think negatively of her because of how often she took Zeoticus's time.
"I am not going to hurt your child, that is still my siblings. I am just mad you hurt my Mother's feelings. You are lucky we are not monsters or that would have been the first thing we would have done.
And I do remember you always looking after me specifically so consider yourself forgiven. By me, you still have to get my Mother's forgiveness. You will give birth to the child and then you and every member of the harem will receive an anti-pregnancy rune from me.
Do I make myself clear?"
She nodded with a thankful expression on her terrified face. She hugged his legs again.
"YES! Anything, thank you, Young Master."
"Ok, ok, let go of me."
When she let go, Romonus snorted and grabbed her arm to lift her.
"If you thought I was mad, my Mother will make your life hell after the birth. So you better raise that kid with all the love you can."
"I will Young Master."
Romonus took a deep breath as he walked off. When he was gone, Marcina fell to her knees and couped her belly. Her face was covered in tears as she promised herself to avoid incurring the wrath of Venelana even more. She stood up to beg for forgiveness so her baby could have the best life.
Because if her child chooses to challenge Romonus for the position as heir, it will die. Romonus was the strongest Devil of his generation by far and it was suspected that in a few short years, he would become a second Sirzechs or beyond.
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Venelana now that she had the punishment for her negligent husband was much happier. She was going to be using this in the coming days, but her good mood was ruined when Marcina herself entered her office.
She wondered what she could have wanted, but her falling on her hands and knees was not what she expected. Marcina begged for forgiveness and tried to appease the Lady of the House.
She explained that after she turned 250 years old the time she spent with Romonus and Rias had made her desire for motherhood grow. She had convinced Zeoticus to forgo protection and by some luck, the red-haired Devil now had a 4th child on the way.
Venelana was not happy to see her, but she did forgive her. As Romonus said they were not monsters, just very angry. Venelana made it clear that she was to take it easy until the birth, but then she would be worked like a dog as her assistant.
She did need someone to help her out in managing all the Gremory business. Marcina was over the moon that she would not be fired and got to keep her child. In the end, this was a learning moment for everyone, except Zeoticus who would soon be left with a harem he could not touch.
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The next day Romonus did not wake up early like he usually did. He slept in for a little longer and woke up around 8:30 AM. It was a good thing someone like him did not need to go to school if they did not want to.
His learning under MacGregor was considering enough teaching so he was fine to do as he pleased. When he woke up he jumped out of bed and with magic he removed his clothes and rapidly got dressed into his John Wick suit.
It was drippy and considering he made it from his Demonic Energy quite durable. He still wanted to get one professionally made from expensive materials, but for now, this was fine. He waved his hand through his hair and fixed it up a little.
He played with his tie as he had a date today with Miria who finally agreed to go with him. He did not blame her for waiting this long as he was 11, but at this point, he was at the point of rapid growth.
A few years were quite fast at her age, so she was willing to wait for him to grow up. She had refused his advances for the past 2 years after all. Once he felt he was well dressed he pulled out his phone and gave her a call.
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Miria was currently having a panic attack as she was pulling every outfit from her wardrobe from her past. She had a secret that only Serafall and a few people knew. She was the very last living member of clan Amduscias.
She came from the line of the First Generation Amduscias, but now she was all that remained. All the wealth of her clan was hers, but she rarely touched it. Still, now that she was going on an actual date she kept pulling out outfit after outfit with none of them being good enough.
"Too fancy. Too Simple. Gross, too revealing. NO! TOO CONCEALING! What am I going to wear? Wait, why am I taking this so seriously? He is a kid, I bet I can throw on anything and he will like it."
That line of thought lasted a few seconds before she remembered that Romonus was no brat. He was mature beyond his years and looked nothing like a young boy. Thanks to Devil's innate control over themselves his face looked quite mature.
"Who am I kidding Romonus isn't a child. He will care."
She couped her face in horror, but that became even worse when she heard her phone go off. She looked around and saw it on her bed. She jumped over and when she saw it was Romonus calling she shrieked.
"NO!"
She grabbed it and answered as fast as she could.
"Hello Romonus, calling already?"
Romonus on the other end chuckled.
"Well, I wanted to see where you wanted to go. I have a few ideas we can go to the Capital or we can go somewhere else. The Gremory Estate is in the middle of a very large town so we could spend the time down here. There are a few nice places I can think of."
Miria's brain froze for a few seconds before she agreed.
"Sounds good."
"Great, see you at 4."
When he hung up, Miria dropped her phone before panicking even more.
'I AGREED TO GO TO HIS TERRITORY! WHAT WILL HIS MOTHER SAY!'
She imagined Lady Venelana thinking she was a fox who devoured young boys. However, it was Romonus who was the wolf devouring the fox. Miria suddenly smiled as she remembered something.
"Wait, why am I scared of Venelana? I fought in the Great War damm it. Which she did as well. Oh well, If we fought I bet I'd win."
In all honesty, she was not so sure herself because Clan Amduscias Trait was considered one of the greatest at raw destruction. Demonic Lightning was the opposite of Baraqiel Holy Lightning.
(Amduscias in the Ars Goetia is the Lord of Thunder so Demonic Lightning.)
