Celestine And The Talk

The group sat in the dining hall of the inn, the large room empty of any patrons besides the six, as the girls and Diablo explained the situation up to that point.

Celestine put a finger on her chin as she thought over the story. "My, my. That is a unique predicament."

"Ya think?" Rem retorted with annoyance.

With a sigh, Celestine continued, "Unfortunately, I don't know enough about **** Collars to fix it."

That was not the answer Rem wanted to hear as her ears sloped back in disappointment.

"Your best bet will be to meet with someone from Shiga."

"Oh?" Diablo replied with a raised eyebrow.

"They're a nation that specializes in slavery. Most wars they conduct are for the express purpose of enslaving the defeated."

Diablo narrowed his eyes with suspicion as she spoke.

"At any rate, I apologize for not being of any help." Turning her attention to Rem directly, she questioned, "And you're okay with this, Rem?"

Rem could do little more than shrug. "I don't particularly have a choice."

"I see." After a pause, Celestine turned her attention back to Diablo. "My business today is with Rem, but I'd very much like to hear your story, Diablo."

He raised an eyebrow and decided to see how she reacted. "Oh? As they say, I am a Demon Lord from another world, summoned here by these two in the hopes of making me their ****. Naturally their magic backfired. I mean, you'd think they'd know trying to enslave such a being would end with them being enslaved instead."

Nodding, Celestine replied, "It actually isn't impossible for low level summoners to enslave high-level beings. I imagine it's something unique to you."

"Perhaps," he answered simply before seeing the ring on his finger and remembering. "Ah, yes. It was so trivial I'd forgotten. But I possess the ability to reflect all magic below a certain threshold. And such a spell is below that threshold. I imagine most spells used by you mortals would be."

One of the hooded men suddenly spoke up, agitated. "You watch your tongue, Demon!"

Diablo just glanced at him ambivalently.

"You're just a Demihuman! Show some respect to the head of the Mage's Association!"

Diablo continued staring at him calmly, though he was somewhat uncomfortable. 'This guy's definitely got an intense air about him, but he's nothing compared to Cassandra while she was carrying Kazuko.' "I show respect to only a few, and none are here right now."

"Why you –!" the man began to snarl before Celestine raised her staff, stopping him from speaking.

"Galluk!" she called out, irritated.

"H – Huh?" he stuttered, not expecting Celestine's reaction.

"You're being noisy. Either be quiet or get out. Understood?"

Galluk held his tongue but looked at the quietly sitting Diablo and snarled.

"Leave. Now," Celestine ordered bluntly.

Growling again, the man stormed out.

Celestine sighed as he left before turning back to Diablo with her same pleasant smile. "Sorry about that. There are still some humans who harbor resentment to the Demihumans."

That caught him off guard. Raising an eyebrow, Diablo decided to press the issue. "What for?"

"Until a few years ago it was believed Demihumans were all a type of Fallen. It's been proven decidedly untrue, but many people, especially noble families, still hold those beliefs."

Diablo folded his arms with a huff. "Then they are fools. If the Fallen where any form of crafty, they would use this to gain very willing soldiers in the form of the Demi-Humans and Non-Human races." He furrowed his brow slightly in consideration. 'Fallen… if I remember right, that was the name of Yggdrasil's generic sub-bosses that could be encountered in non-event Dungeons, with weaker variants roaming the overworld, the Demon Lords ruled over them. And I have five of them under Nazarick's command.'

Celestine could only shrug. "Then we should thank the gods that most Fallen are very stupid."

"Celestine…" Rem spoke up softly.

Smiling, the woman corrected, "Please, just Celes is fine."

"R – Right…"

With another reassuring smile, Celes stood up before bowing. "Well, I suppose I have nothing else to say, so until we talk again."

"So be it. Good day," he replied firmly.

Turning to the petite Pantherian again, Celes added, "Remember Rem, keep yourself safe. You're very important to our world," before walking out with her remaining escort.

After she left, the three sat quietly eating. Well, except for Shera, who very noisily proclaimed her excitement at having food.

A few more moments passed before Diablo turned to Rem. "Well?"

"Well what?" she returned plainly, pushing around the food on her plate, though not actually eating it.

"That woman is quite an important person. And for her to be visiting you, there must be quite a good reason."

"Nothing, I assure you."

Diablo felt a switch go off in his mind. 'Lies. My gamer instincts are running wild. I get the feeling her story is extremely important to the events of this world. Meaning if I'm going to figure out what's going on in this world and solve whatever crazy story some stupid god has in mind for me, I'm going to need to get that info out of her. And if she's not talking willingly…' Standing up suddenly, he turned to the bewildered Rem and grabbed her by the midsection and hoisted her over his shoulder.

"H – Hey!" Rem protested as she started smacking on his back with her balled up fists.

"Humph, you're extremely light." Turning his attention to Shera, who was visibly perplexed and surprised, he noted, "Shera. I'll be busy."

"Wh – Where are you going?!" Shera asked, caught off guard by what was happening.

"This one isn't talking, so I need to **** her."

"Hah!?" Rem exclaimed, trying again to break free of his grip to no avail.

Shera sat silently for a moment before returning to her meal. "… Okay, I'll be here eating my steak."

"What?! Help me, you stupid elf!" Rem repeatedly called out to the elf as she was carried away by Diablo.

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Making his way back to the room, he shut and locked the door behind him before tossing Rem onto the bed, the girl releasing a small cough as he did. "Now then. Tell me why Celes was meeting with you."

"N – No, I can't…" she protested, glaring up at the horned man.

His annoyed glower turned into a cruel grin as he leaned overtop of her. "Fine, then I'll **** it out of you."

Rem's face went blue as he loomed over her. "A – Are you planning to disgrace me?!"

Diablo froze in place as his mind finally caught up to his body. 'Craaap! I got so into character I didn't really think about it! Okay, think, think… Hmm… Maybe…' Taking a gamble, he reached up with his right hand and grabbed one of her feline ears, gently squeezing it between his fingers.

Rem's back suddenly arched as she held back a powerful moan.

Diablo released a tight sigh of relief. 'Okay, this should work. Touching her anywhere else would make me feel like an actual villain… not just roleplay…' "Well?"

"I – I can't…" she weakly managed to spit out.

He firmly pinched the edge of her ear between his fingers. "The more you resist the worse it'll get."

Rem trembled and squirmed more below him, attempting to wriggle away from him, a small moan escaping that hitched in her throat. "You'll… just leave like everyone else…"

Diablo kept his fingers teasing the fur on her ear as he thought. 'Huh? How to respond…' After another moment, he came up with what he considered a suitable retort. "You're my ****, Rem. You belong to me. There's nothing anyone but I can do to change that." 'Man that felt dirty…'

Rem's body suddenly stiffened as her eyes shot wide, looking up at him.

Diablo winced at the expression on her face. 'D – Did I go too far…?'

Rem's eyes slowly returned to normal as she attempted to **** the words out. "Do you… do you mean that?"

Momentarily raising an eyebrow in thought, his expression returned to neutral as he nodded. "Yes. I do not say anything I don't mean."

Rem's tiny body began shivering as tears started forming at the edges of her eyes. "You won't… abandon me…?"

Diablo stood over her silently as he considered what to say. 'Dammit… Gah! Why did I have to make my character a demon king?! Okay, I need to think of something that sounds sorta evil but lets her know I won't go away…' However, his thoughts came to a halt as he looked at Rem, staring up at him desperately. "I… you belong to me, Rem Galleu. There is nothing in this world or any other that can change that."

She stared at the horned man in silent awe. "… You promise?"

He nodded firmly. "I swear on my power as the True Demon Lord Diablo."

She continued gazing at him before nodding slowly. "… Okay… I'll tell you."

Diablo got off from her and sat next to her, helping her sit up.

Her gaze turned from Diablo to the floor as her expression soured. "If I die, the world will likely end."

He just raised an eyebrow, surprised.

Rem placed a hand over her abdomen as she explained, "The soul of the Demon Lord Krebskulm is sealed inside my body. If I die, her soul will be released, and she'll be reborn into the world."

Diablo remained silent for a moment. "… Is that it?"

Rem turned to him suddenly with surprise. "H – Huh? What do… you mean?"

'Krebskulm… that was the strongest Boss in cross reverie . Even I never fought her, but her sisters I did, and beat. So this little girl has that thing inside of her? I can't imagine what it's like.' With a pompous huff, he retorted proudly, "You really thought I'd leave you over something as trivial as that? How foolish! I am the Great Demon Lord Diablo! I will subjugate her and free you from this burden to live your own life. Just as I have done with five other Demon Lords."

Rem's eyes widened as she listened to his words.

With a smirk, he added, "After all, you belong to me, not some third-rate Demon Lord."

Rem began trembling where she sat before tears started falling uncontrollably.

'Oh shit, did I go too far!?' His brain went completely flatline as Rem lurched over from where she sat and wrapped her slender arms around him. '… E – Eh…?'

"Thank you…"

"Y – You're welcome…?" he responded, his façade faltering slightly in pure perplexed shock.

"That… that's the first time anyone… ever said they wouldn't leave me…"

Diablo just sat silently next to her as she sobbed before gently patting her head.

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Soon after, the atmosphere in the room calmed down, Shera joined the two, and they prepared to head for bed.

Diablo gulped somewhat nervously as Shera and Rem slept beside him. Sighing, he stared up at the ceiling. 'So… I'm really in the world of cross reverie? It's… somewhat absurd to think about. But the setting, the races, the locations, even some of the things they talk about. It all matches up to information I know from cross reverie. Unfortunately I mostly memorized the technical aspects of things. Hopefully that'll be enough to keep them thinking I am what I say I am until I'm able to sort things out a little more.'

Pushing the thoughts from his mind with a sigh, he let the embrace of sleep take him.

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Diablo slowly stirred awake as light shone in from the window and the sounds of the world outside reached him. Opening his eyes, he saw the wood-paneled ceiling of the inn. He almost reflexively let out a sigh. 'So… it really wasn't a dream… Damn…' He slowly pushed himself to sitting position, before noticing a surprising, but entirely unfamiliar, sensation of softness in his left hand. Slowly, jerkily turning his head to the side, he confirmed his suspicions. His left hand was firmly grasped onto Shera's bulging tits. 'Oh crap… Okay, it's a simple thing… just let go… … My hand isn't listening to me!' His fingers wiggled and twitched as they seemingly fought against his attempts to wrest them from her orb, inciting a soft moan from the sleeping elf. It's so soft… and springy… and my fingers sink into it…!'

Feeling a firm softness on his right hand, he feared the worst and turned to the other side to see that, yes, his right hand was draped over Rem's petite breast as well. 'They're still budding… but they're soft… and nice in their own way… NO! Stop this! Hands!'

Shera rolled as she slept, Diablo thought he need to test the marker and thought now was the best time he slowly wrote Diablo’s on Shera hand then moved to Rem and did the same.