Demon's Virtue

Koperia's hand softly ran over Eiro's skin, as she put the finishing touches on her manipulation of the Demon's soul. Or rather, his jaw, "I must say, your appearance has become more like that of a human, and less so at the very same time." She pointed out, and Eiro lightly smiled as he was finally able to speak again.

"I know. My face now really seems to look like that of the former Sage. But considering that I can do this now..." Eiro muttered, splitting his mouth in two again, "...I certainly see your point." Both of the mouths said.

The Demon stood up and grabbed his jaw, since it felt a bit stiff, as if it was going to lock up any second now. Koperia looked at him and pulled his arm away, "Be careful, your soul still hasn't fully set again. You don't want your true form to have a jaw next to your skull instead of underneath it, right?"

"Calm down, I know what I'm doing." Eiro pointed out, as he put on his suit jacket. The head butler quickly came over toward him with a small glass bottle in hand, and Eiro quickly pulled a few drops of the liquid inside of it out and turned it into a mist, before applying it to himself.

This perfume was a bit too strong for his liking, but for others it was basically nothing but a slight hint. Since most nobles used this kind of thing, Eiro had to follow along if he wanted to look good. The Demon turned around toward Koperia with a smile, "Can I expect you at the guild tonight?"

"I already told you, I have little interest in mingling with the living." Koperia replied as she sat down on the edge of the bed, and Eiro simply smiled at her, "That's fine, but you're free to join us. Even Ariella and Hannah are joining us tonight. Last time they came to visit, you seemed to have taken quite an interest in Hannah."

"Oh? I'm surprised you noticed, considering how your eyes were glued to that woman." With a slight smirk, Koperia tried to tease Eiro, something that clearly wasn't easy to do, "Of course, she is my love, after all."

"...She is your love, but you aren't hers. Why do you keep bothering with this, why do you not try to find someone else?"

"Because I have no interest in others beside her. And I do not mind if she never returns my feelings. The fact that I am feeling like this around her makes me happy enough." Eiro pointed out, and the woman in front of him couldn't help herself but smile wrily in response, "The fact that you can go from a man that stashed dozens of corpses in a frozen lake for me to... whatever this is, without even batting an eye, is quite impressive."

"It is, isn't it? I get surprised by it myself every time. Anyway, it is not as if she is my lover, so the most I will do is speak of her in this way. And she won't be an influence to my plans either, I feel like I now have quite a grasp on my emotions, now that the Devil's influence has disappeared from me."

"Speaking of, when will you try and kill that creature?"

Eiro thought for a few moments as he stopped adjusting the decoration on his suit, "I don't know yet. For now, I want to wait until I adjust to my new abilities once my evolution is over. I'll adjust the specifics of the plan after I know exactly what I can do."

"I see." Koperia replied, as Eiro stepped toward the door. The Demon quickly stepped into the hallway and smiled at Koperia, "I will be off now. Again, it would be great to see you later tonight if you want, but don't worry if you choose not to come."

"Sure, sure. Good luck with that 'discussion'. If you wish for me to threaten them in your stead, just let me know." Koperia replied, clearly not saying this as a joke. Eiro slowly shook his head, "I think I'll be able to manage, but thank you, anyway."

Eiro rode through the royal castle's gates on Lugo's back, and cleaned his hoofs up as the two climbed up the stairs to the main entrance. Greeting the royal castle's guards with a wave, Eiro quickly stepped inside. The security in this castle was a lot stricter now, with numerous different royal guards wandering around the building to make sure everything was safe. But luckily, Skyhart's guards had already confirmed with them that Eiro and Lugo were trustworthy enough to walk around the castle like this without even an invitation.

Even then, Eiro made sure to stay away from where the kings were currently resting, just so that he could avoid any sort of trouble. Or at least, as far as the people here could tell. He simply used his stealth-based abilities to stay out of sight, and nobody noticed that he was passing by even without Eiro having to use the Ace of Cups.

Like this, Eiro made his way to one of the smaller meeting rooms, where Solomon, Ramguard's King, as well as the two scum-families were waiting. The Demon closed the door behind him and stepped into the room with a light smile on his face. He could tell that Ramguard's King was nervous, and hadn't slept well last night. Clearly, he would want to get past this meeting as quickly as he possibly could, which obviously worked incredibly in Eiro's favor.

"I humbly greet your majesty, the king of Ramguard." Eiro said with a light grin, before turning toward Solomon, "And 'sup, you slept well after all that drinking you did last night?"

"...Eiro, please..." Solomon grumbled somewhat annoyed, as Eiro quickly sat down next to him with a smile on his face, "Sorry, sorry."

"What is this, where are our children?!" Aaron asked with an angry groan, but Eiro simply glanced at him, "Oh, I see that you must still be feeling sick. Because what is coming out of your mouth is not worth much more than last night's vomit." Eiro pointed out bluntly, and Aaron's face immediatley turned a bright red. The fact that this guy was supposed to be Arc's biological father was... surprising. But then again, it's not like they could influence his personality too much, since he had reincarnated into this world from another. Maybe in exchange for Arc's ability that suppressed his emotions, this man's emotions had been strengthened instead.

"Now, now, please stop with this. Let us just start this meeting, so that we may end it soon." Solomon sighed out deeply, before he waved his hand, calling over one of the servants. He brought over two books that Solomon quickly flipped open, "We have managed to retrieve the books of the doctors that birthed Arc and Samantha respectively. You will be able to find the important documentation on the opened pages." Solomon explained, "If that is not enough for you, we also have documentation in regards to the mothers of the two."

"M-Mothers?" Elizabeth exclaimed confused, "But I am Arc's mother!"

"No, you are not. The mothers of the children both died during childbirth, and their fathers are unknown. The children have been brought to an orphanage, from which they were soon adopted."

"Oho, so they are not even your own children? Then why are we even discussing this?" King Ramguard's co-advisor, a man working together with Loid, albeit in a slightly lower position it seemed, asked, "Let us make this easy for us all, and have you hand over those children to us? If it is the truth they are mere orphans, you must be happy to get rid of them, and these parents clearly want them in their lives. They will be well taken care of, I can assure you."

And it also seemed like this advisor was trying to suck up to Loid and was trying to follow along with what he wanted, although King Ramguard was sitting next to him with pearls of sweat flowing down his wrinkled forehead.

Eiro took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself a bit, before he slowly pulled his grimoire out of his treasury. The decorated book began floating by his side as the Demon waved his hand around above his head. Within a few seconds, a dozen complex magic circles had been created.

The moment this happened, the faces of the people on the opposite side of the table turned pale. They had no idea what to expect, but the fact that a dozen magic circles of this caliber had been created this quickly was nothing to treat lightly.

Eiro slowly closed his eyes as he activated the magic circles. Immediately, twelve humanoid figures appeared around him. They looked similar to the wooden puppet Eiro trained with, and they were something that Eiro created himself. It was an expanded version of the mage hand spell, and they all drained a massive amount of mana.

Eiro had these spell-creations, which he called 'Mage's Servants', stand right next to the advisor, creating a path between him and the door.

"I ask you to leave, before I tear you up limb by limb." Eiro said in a growling voice, directing this at the advisor, but locking eyes with the king of Ramguard himself. Nervously, the advisor looked to the side, and the king immediately nodded his head.

"D-Do what he says. Leave. Now." He said immediately, and the servant nervously got up, following the path that the mage's servants created for him. They closed the door behind him, and then stepped up behind Eiro again.

"And now, for the last time, let me make something clear. Arc and Sammy are my children, they will stay with me, and if I ever see the faces of any of those four ever again, I will personally obliterate Ramguard if I have to."

"Eiro-"

"No, Solomon, I've had enough." He said bluntly, "We all know that nothing is going to happen no matter what I say, because this man is too scared to even look me in the eye right now. Before this meeting even began, he knew that he could do nothing but agree with whatever we said. Isn't that right?"

The King slowly raised his head, and this elderly man was shaking in fear as he nodded, "Y-Yes, of course. I would not dare try split up the family of the hero's future most prominent companion." The King explained, and Eiro slowly snapped his finger. The mage's servants immediately disappeared, and Eiro leaned back in his chair.

"Good. Then I guess this discussion is over with that, isn't it?" Eiro said bluntly, as everyone here in this room understood what kind of being Eiro was. He was the kind of person that could get a king under his grasp just a day after meeting him for the first time.