The World Is Mine For The Taking

After talking with Lilia and Veronica, I figured it was about time to have a proper conversation with some of the soldiers that the Kingdom of Bethlan had sent over to assist us. Most of them happened to be the very same people who had attacked me back then, which made the whole situation feel a little ironic now that I actually stopped to think about it. Looking back on those events, it almost felt like we had skipped several Chapters of our lives and suddenly ended up fighting on the same side.

Life really had a funny way of throwing people together when they least expected it.

Putting all of that history aside, though, they were valuable resources. Having more experienced soldiers on our side was never a bad thing, especially when a full-scale war was right around the corner. They had plenty of combat experience, and I had little doubt that they would prove incredibly useful once the real battlefield started demanding everything we had.

At the same time, something else was painfully obvious.

They still looked pretty annoyed whenever their eyes landed on me.

Honestly, I couldn’t even blame them for that.

As far as they were concerned, I had stolen Titania away from them. Sounded like they were really ridiculously overprotective of her, almost to the exact same degree as her father. It was honestly kind of impressive how consistent they all were. At this point, I was beginning to think that being overprotective of Titania was an unofficial requirement for becoming one of Bethlan’s soldiers.

"I know we’ve had our differences before," I said while facing the group. "Still, I’d appreciate it if we could put all of that aside for now and focus on winning this war together. That’s what matters the most."

Silence lingered between us for several awkward moments afterward.

None of them gave me an answer right away.

Nobody looked particularly eager to speak first either.

Apparently, they still didn’t like me very much.

Honestly, I could live with that just fine.

Whether they enjoyed my company or hated every second of it didn’t really matter to me. Friendship wasn’t a requirement for surviving a battlefield together. As long as they could cooperate when people’s lives were actually on the line, I honestly couldn’t care less if they wanted to glare at me for the rest of the day.

Now that I had managed to gather so many allies, resources, and useful pieces on my side, I didn’t think the three nations would be brought down so easily by the Republic anymore.

After leaving the soldiers behind, I quietly made my way upstairs so I could finally get some much-needed rest.

It had already been around sixteen hours since I’d last taken a proper break.

Getting even a short nap in now was probably the smartest decision I could make before something else demanded my attention.

I lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and tried to enjoy what little peace and quiet I could find before the next inevitable problem decided to show up.

Unfortunately, that peaceful moment didn’t last very long.

While I was lying there with my eyes closed, I suddenly felt something soft, cool, and incredibly sticky slowly crawling across my body.

The sensation was strange enough that I immediately opened my eyes without another thought.

Right in front of me was a blue blob of slime.

The little mass of slime wobbled back and forth before gradually beginning to change shape.

It slowly stretched upward, forming arms, legs, a torso, and eventually the familiar figure of a beautiful woman standing in front of me.

"Hello~," she greeted me with a bright and cheerful smile. "I’m back."

It was Beelzebub standing right in front of me again.

"It took me quite a while to recover all of my mana," she said happily. "But now I’m finally back, and I feel much better than before."

She looked far healthier than she had during the attack on the meeting place of the Seven Deadly Sins. Back then, she had looked completely drained, almost as though she could collapse at any moment. Seeing her looking so energetic again was honestly reassuring.

"Is Asmodeus doing alright now?" I asked while looking at her.

"She managed to heal herself," Beelzebub replied with a small nod. "Although she still can’t use her full strength just yet. Her life force has mostly returned to normal, but it’ll probably take a little longer before she’s completely back to her usual condition."

That was honestly good news to hear.

If Asmodeus had died before the real war even started, one of the strongest pieces on our side would have disappeared before she even had the chance to fight.

I needed to protect the strongest people until the moment they were truly needed.

The weaker fighters could move first if necessary.

The stronger ones had to survive until the decisive battle.

I went quiet at that. It was because a realization suddenly crossed my mind right afterward.

I was comparing all of this to a chess match without even noticing it.

Somehow, I’d started looking at people as pieces on a board instead of actual individuals.

That kind of thinking honestly made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Still, I couldn’t really afford to ignore reality either.

Far too many people were depending on me now.

The people I loved.

The countless lives that believed I could somehow keep them safe.

If using every resource available to me increased our chances of surviving the disaster that was coming, then I couldn’t afford to reject those opportunities just because they made me feel guilty. It wasn’t exactly a pleasant way of thinking, but war rarely gave people the luxury of making comfortable decisions.

While those thoughts continued running through my head, Beelzebub quietly watched me with an amused expression.

A gentle smile slowly spread across her face afterward.

"Want me to give you a blow?" she asked playfully.

As she spoke, she gently rubbed my cock over my pants while wearing a teasing little smirk. One of her eyebrows bounced up and down as if she expected me to understand exactly what she was implying without needing another explanation.

"Sure," I answered with a small shrug. "Make a copy of yourself."

"Oh?" she replied while tilting her head curiously. "Alright, if that’s what you want."

She probably didn’t have the slightest idea why I had made that request. Curiosity was written all over her face.

Even so, she didn’t question me any further.

Her body immediately divided itself down the middle before separating into two completely identical Beelzebubs standing side by side in front of me.

"Now then, Master~," one of them said with an energetic smile.

"What would you like this little servant of yours to do?" the other asked in exactly the same cheerful tone.

I didn’t answer her question immediately.

Instead, I simply watched both of them for another brief moment.

The pair exchanged a quick glance before one of them stepped closer.

She quietly reached toward my waist before undoing my pants without waiting for another instruction.

My cock sprang free almost immediately afterward.

It hadn’t had sex since yesterday, so it was already fully erect before either of them had truly started.

The two Beelzebubs slowly leaned closer from opposite sides.

Without saying another word to interrupt the mood, they both gently began licking it together.