The Great Black King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

♱ ⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅ ♱After that day, Callisto did not return to my room and did not even set foot in my palace, but unlike what the ancient Asra would do, I entertained myself with other things. After all, it wasn't just romance that the novel was based on, and I knew well that as much as it was a pretext for the main couple to get closer, there were problems to be solved throughout the kingdom.Fights in territories.Abuses of citizens by lesser demons.Tributes are being demanded in small villages in the name of the demon king.There was much that Callisto could not control, even more so when angels were trying to invade his castle and murder his son and Loren... well, little Loren was doomed.He needed time.In the original story, it was up to Elaine to discover these facts together with Azrael and little by little solve them. It was one of the things that made Callisto see her with new eyes.Like the sweet and gentle person, she was the person who cared about mortals even when they ag

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱ "What did you say?" I couldn't believe it. Azrael was surely wrong again. "Sir, I don't believe you got it wrong." I needed to "Repeat it" I growled. "I..." He didn't have the heart to speak, not after what occurred when he took the damned blessed being into my palace. It was an affront, a real attempt on Loren's life. "I understand what you wanted to tell me that day" he hastened to speak "but this time it was Asmodeus' fault." Asmodeus. The prince of lust. He never meddled except when Asra got involved in something complicated and he stepped in or even took the blame. It was obvious that Asmodeus had no appreciation for me and he didn't try to hide that in any way. "What did he do this time?" It was impossible that Asmodeus would be involved in anything dangerous or even problematic, but the truth was that I was unaware of the nature of Asra and Asmodeus' involvement. And that fact really bothered me. "He took the duchess with him to

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ A part of Asmodeus seemed unable to believe what he had just heard, but another part seemed happy to see me finally changing my way of thinking. It was as if he was trying to decide if he wanted me as someone who needed protection, who sometimes seemed happy, and someone who clearly didn't know what love meant, but finally had individuality. "Asmodeus" I called out to him snapping him out of his trance "I'll be fine, even if I'm not with him." Those words didn't seem real, not least because a part of me - whether it was the reading part or a fragment of what Asra felt for Callisto -, still wanted to be by the king's side. "You..." he stopped "if you say so." He muttered as if he was trying to convince himself, as if he believed my words, even though they seemed surreal, and I knew they did. Callisto had been my addiction, my obsession. Whether it was as who I was before or as Asra. I could still remember all the times I had protected him in fan forums, in so

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ Somehow, Asmodeus and I managed to get to the palace in the third territory before Callisto. My eyes were still fixed on the blond man's wings that looked more like dragon wings. "What is it?" he asked me with a raised eyebrow. "Nothing" I spoke sketching a small smile "I'm just thinking that your wings are pretty." He smiled, a debauched smile. "I know they are. I am an albino dragon after all." He was right, that ironically made a lot of difference. Dragons were rare, but albino dragons were like one in a million. A divine answer, like a blessing given by ancient beings, and Asmodeus was the last albino dragon known to exist at the present time. "Right, right..." I grumbled "but we still need to get down." I had barely finished speaking and someone knocked on the door. Once and then twice. "Miss?" A familiar voice called out to me and I grunted as Asmodeus snapped his fingers and undid the spell that existed over us. "Yes?" I replied pulling on one of m

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ When I realized I was walking towards the lounge to have dinner with Calisto, even if that conversation had not been exactly what I wanted, it had still been good and there was no reason to lock myself in my room and eat alone. It would be childish and in a way, it would also be stupid. "Are you sure about that?" I heard Asmodeus say as I passed in front of his room in the hallway leading me to dinner, so he smiles. "Of what?" I couldn’t help but question and the demon raised one of his eyebrows as if trying to understand if I was dumb or naive. "Are you sure you want to be around him? You can always find a good excuse and you know... stay away?" It was a valid option, I realized, but I didn’t really want that, so I just briefly denied it while turning my back on it. "I want to be treated like an adult woman, Asmodeus," I said simply as I stared him over the shoulder "I won’t get that if I lock myself in my room because I don’t like what I’m told or what they