Hell's Consort

<strong>Newest Chapter for April 2022</strong>

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<strong>Princess Sapphire of the Autumn Courts</strong>

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Beelzebub's cold, hard expression on that angelic face made her legs weak but once she started with pissing someone off, it didn't seem right for her to stop without having the last laugh.

"We all know that hierarchy is there for a reason, Beelzebub. You said that a Marquis rank lower than these Dukes." She tried her best to appear cool, calm and collected while all eyes were on her. "What did you do to make them follow you like they are your puppets?"

Princess Sapphire continued to ask no matter how scared she got.

Sensing her unadulterated fear, Xerxes grabbed her elbow and pulled her slightly behind him.

Unfortunately, that didn't escape the Fallen Angel's notice.

Now, Beelzebub's sight had zeroed in on him instead of her.

"I am different from the rest of the Marquis, little girl. Yes, my rank is lower compared to these Dukes. But none of them had forgotten that I used to be an Archangel."

"A fallen angel, Beelzebub." Queen Morgan reminded him.

He smirked as his purple eyes were fixed on Queen Morgan. "These demons can still recognize a fallen Archangel, Merle. They wouldn't dare forget who I am."

Queen Morgan nodded.

Her expression seemed resolute as if all the explanation she needed had spilled out of Beelzebub's mouth of his own free will.

They didn't even have to torture the Marquis.

Princess Sapphire jutted her chin while suppressing a smile.

"They aren't stupid to serve a Marquis like you. Like Princess Sapphire said, Hierarchy is important in every race."

"I never expected the Queen of the Autumn Courts to repeat a child's words as if it mattered." Beelzebub snickered. Yet, his amusement didn't reach his eyes when he glanced at Princess Sapphire. "You should start telling the Princess to stop picking fights she couldn't win instead of letting her interfere."

"Aren't you afraid of Ravin, Marquis? You said that you would challenge him despite your rank." Xerxes asked from out of the blue.

Princess Sapphire's eyes widened in surprise.

She didn't expect him to join the conversation at all.

"These new Archdemon Princes had nothing on me. I am an a Fallen Angel who doesn't get easily distracted by uneccessary things."

"One rank lower means you are still weaker than them." Queen Morgan reiterated with gritted teeth.

Beelzebub didn't say anything but one of the Dukes of Hell behind him, whom she recognized was the one who devoured Sylvain, moved forward as if he just beckoned it closer.

An Archdemon blade materialized in the Marquis' hand and in one swift move, he punctured through the Duke's thick armours and layers of demonic energy.

In the blink of an eye, the ghastly monster who looked like a hybrid between a bat, a feral wolf and an gnarly ancient tree shattered like black shrapnels in the air before they disappeared into the ethers.

The remaining Duke and the Legions didn't stop him as if they couldn't be bothered to care.

His supposed ally didn't even make a sound just like how that same Duke erased Sylvain's existence.

Princess Sapphire scrutinized at the weapon Beelzebub used to kill the Duke.

The cylindrical blade appeared like it was made of steel engraved with glowing-red runes.

The dangerous weapon derived from his evil spirit was slim and forty inches long with a tapering needle point.

Princess Sapphire wasn't satisfied of Beelzebub's reason that he used to be a Fallen Angel.

How can a Marquis kill a higher-ranked demon this easily?

It's just impossible to do.

Princess Sapphire had seen Ravin lend the Empress his strength by letting her drink his blood and she assumed that only happened between mates.

He must have borrrowed powers from someone else.

Ravin was an Archdemon Prince while Beelzebub was a destroyed Fallen Angel who turned into a Marquis.

He was the only one capable of defeating him with the Archdemon Blade he possessed.

Princess Sapphire wished that Sloth and Rere were here with them.

As he straightened his spine, Beelzebub casted a nonchalant glance at Jora. "Are you done insulting me Merle or should I kill Jora, too, to make a point?"

Queen Morgan and Jora stiffened at Beelzebub's threat while Xerxes and Princess Sapphire exchanged shocked glances at each other.

Did he think this was all a f*cking game?

After killing Sylvain and his Duke, he was going to kill Jora as well?

"You should have tried to kill me first and foremost if I did you wrong. Why are you taking it out on Sylvain and Jora instead of me?" Queen Morgan fluttered her monarch butterfly wings and started soaring into the sky.

The rest of the Faerie militia followed suit and the demonic Legion positioned themselves to have them completely sorrounded.

Princess Sapphire and Xerxes remained on the ground.

This was what they were aiming for.

Now, they were preparing for battle and it was alarming that Ravin and Apollyon weren't back yet.

How far did those two go?

'The Vampire King knows how to teleport.' Princess Sapphire thought. 'They should be here by now.'

"What else are you waiting for? Why aren't you attacking us?" Queen Morgan shouted in fury.

"My reason is simple. You are most beautiful when you are in pain, Merle." Beelzebub shrugged. The flapping of the Legion's demonic wings combined with the strong wind tousled his blond hair, making him appear like purple-eyed madman. All that glittered wasn't gold. "Don't worry. We do have a semblance of a friendship along with your Cadre so I'm not going to kill you myself. I had another matters to attend to. Perhaps, we would see each other in Hell once I take back my throne as the Archdemon of Gluttony."

Kotari…

No.

Beelzebub wanted to replace Ravin as the Archdemon of Gluttony?

Was that why he was waiting for him to arrive and postponing the blooshed for the meantime?

You looked confused, Merle. It's alright if you didn't understand. You don't need to concern yourself with how the Hierarchies in Hell work." He grinned from ear to ear and it never failed to creep Princess Sapphire by how cold he appeared. "Weren't you really aware that he was your son? Didn't his golden eyes and his resemblance to Uriel gave him away?"