Feelings Amongst The War

(3rd Person: POV)

Sitting in her room in the Belial mansion Roygun sat in a comfortable chair, looking out one of the windows.

A look of longing in her eyes.

Which is understandable.

Five months have passed since the Devil Civil War began, and in that time she has not seen her husband or sister-wife once. The two of them were always on the frontlines, commanding the armies and leading them to victory against the forces of the Maou faction.

Roygun understood this. She understood it needed to be done if the devil race was to have any future. But she especially wanted a bright future for one devil in particular.

Placing a hand on her belly Roygun rubbed her small baby bump.

She had finally started showing over a month ago.

Once again Roygun understands the need for this war to take place, but at the moment she is irritated and sadden by the fact that Asterius and Angelica aren't not around to share in the joy and little moments leading up to the birth of the baby all of them will raise together.

Roygun wanted the both of them to rub her baby bump at least once before she gave birth. To feel the life growing inside her. And with the way the war was going that might just happen.

The Anti-Maou faction was on a roll. Thanks to Asterius and his fellow commanders they had been decimating the forces of the Maou faction left and right, and now after five months only several strongholds and armies of the Maou faction remain.

As well as their leaders, the children of the Maou.

Although Roygun has been sequestered to the Belial household because of her pregnancy it does not mean she is ignorant of what is happening in the outside world around her.

That is all thanks to her personal maid/attendant/bodyguard. Who Roygun knows will be one of her sister-wives one day.

The pink-haired devil was knocked out of her thoughts about the future when the door to her room opened. Turning her head Roygun smiled, seeing the future sister-wife she was just thinking about walking in, a tray of food between her hands.

It was Zest.

"Excuse me lady Roygun, I have brought your lunch." Zest said. She then carried the tray over to the table sitting in front of Roygun and placed it on it. Bowing slightly after she did so.

"Zest no need to be so formal. After all we are both Aster's lovers aren't we?" Roygun spoke. "You can be friendly with me." She told her.

"Even if I...I am one of lord Asterius's lovers." Zest managed to speak, a hint of pink coming onto her cheeks. She also began fidgeting as well. "You are still a noble lady of the house of Belphegor, and one day might take the title of lady Belial. So for a common devil and servant to address you in a friendly matter, I'm afraid that will not be possible." She spoke.

Roygun sighed, giving Zest a smile as she did so.

'This girl just can't be honest with her feelings.' Roygun thought.

Zest can be a proper maid and bodyguard without any trouble at all. But when it comes to talking about personal matters she gets easily embarrassed. Like a moment ago when they were discussing her being Asterius' lover.

Everyone knows she is. But Zest just doesn't like to talk about it.

Which is why Asterius proclaims it to anyone that will listen when he is around her. Causing Zest to turned tomato-faced every single time.

"If you will excuse me." Zest said. She then rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Seeing that Roygun chuckled lightly. She then said, "Thank you" softly. After she did Roygun picked up the tea pot and poured herself a cup of herbal tea. Something she loved even before she got pregnant.

It was made with leaves cultivated here on the Belial lands.

Roygun suggested to Asterius that they should sell this tea to the rest of the underworld, and he told her to make a plan so they could discuss.

A plan Roygun had finished over a year ago.

But one she will have to take to implement until after the war is over.

Taking in the aroma of the tea itself Roygun once again placed a hand on her baby bump. Then she began to ask whatever forces were around the universe to let her child be born healthy, and to let he/she live a happy life the way they wanted to.

Gently rubbing her baby bump Roygun smiled. She then whispered to her tummy.

"Don't worry, papa will be home soon. You will like him when you two meet. Of that I am certain." She said.

Roygun then began to eat her lunch.

Waiting for the day that her lovers would return home.

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Sitting in his personal tent Zekram Bael went over various reports about the war effort laid out on the table in front of him.

Reading them he put a rare smile on his face.

That is because the Anti-Maou faction was decimating the Maou faction and continuing to do so everyday.

Zekram had always been weary of his plan to create the Anti-Maou faction. He who is the first Bael and who served the original Maou always had reservations about starting a rebellion.

But as the years after the original Maous death went on Zekram watched how their bloodlines and esepcially their children act towards noble devils and devil society a whole.

They looked down on them. Thought of them as nothing more than toys for their amusement.

Zekram may have been a loyal follower of the original Maou, but he was also a man who loved his race dearly, and because he didn't want to see it die out he chose rebellion. Simple as that.

Placing the papers back onto his desk Zekram leaned back in chair and let his mind wander. Specifically towards the future.

Once the civil war ended he knew the underworld would need new leadership.

He himself did not want the job.

Zekram knew his own limits, and he knew one sure thing over his long life. That sometimes power trumps everything. Although Zekram had accumulated much political power over his vast centuries of life, his own personal power was lacking.

The first Bael would have simply killed the children of the Maou on his own if he could. But he was nowhere near their strength. That is why he formed the Anti-Maou faction in the first place. To gather allies who could stand up to and even surpass the maou children.

And to his luck Zekram had found such people.

Or rather they found him.

Many decades ago Zekram found himself approached by on the strongest devils born since the end of the Great War. A young man by the name of Asterius Belial, who belonged to the Belial house.

A house that despite being one of the remaining pillar clans was poorer than all the other remaining clans. They were really only nobles in name. The fault of their previous leaders.

However in just a few short decades that all changed. All after the birth of Asterius Belial.

Once he was born he revitalized the Belial lands, and made it rich again. In fact, the Belial house is one its way to being one of the richest houses within the remaining pillar clans. They are also blessed with two capable heirs, and have good relations with other nobles but don't have too much arrogance either.

A clan of devils that are some of the best examples of what a noble should be in the underworld.

Priding himself on his information network Zekram knew about Asterius Belial even befoe he approached. Actually Zekram was hoping to have it the other way around. He wanted Asterius to join the Anti-Maou faction and bring his friends Sirzechs Gremory and Ajuka Astaroth along for the ride. Zekram knew that if any devils could stand up to the children of the maou it would be those three.

So he was going to do whatever it took to get them on his side.

But color Zekram suprised when Asterius asked to join the Anti-Maou faction of his own free will. He also brought along not only Sirzechs and Ajuka, but also several other talented young devils of his generation like Ruval Phenex and Serafall Sitri. All candidates Zekram wanted to recruit, and they joined him willingly.

Being as old as he his he thought it was too good to be true.

And he soon realized why.

Asterius Belial.

Seeing him in action Zekram soon found his power was not absolute within the Anti-Maou faction. His political power that is. Before he knew it Asterius Belial along with his best friend Ruval Phenex were keeping him in check and also taking the reigns.

Just like him they were preparing for the future for when the Maou faction came to an end.

Zekram was infuriated by this, but also impressed.

It had been so long since he had met someone who could challenge him on a political level. To give him a real challenge. Soon rather than being upset Zekram found himself excited. Getting power without any obstacles in the way is boring.

And as a devil with the sins of pride and greed as his major sins Zekram relished a good challenge.

That's why he is taking on Asterius and Ruval, and they in turn are taking him on as well.

A political game of cat and mouse that will likely go on for millenium to come.

If none of them die that is.

Zekram turned his mind toward the war. He predicted it would end soon. In about 2 to 3 months, and when it did, his political games could get kicked up a notch.

For the first time in a long time, the first Bael was having some really good fun.

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(MC: POV)

Releasing a sigh I walked through the camp.

The combined Belial and Phenex army have just met up with the Gremory army. We three are gearing up to launch an assault on one of the last big armies of the Maou faction.

Five months into the war and it is almost over.

Really, the reason the war is even still going on is because the Maou children keep avoiding us Anti-Maou faction leaders like the fucking plague.

They should just come out and fight already. This is just getting embarrassing.

That's also the reason I have a sense of melancholy at the moment.

Ever since the war started I have not been back to the Belial territory once. I have not seen Roygun once. Nor have I seen our unborn child. I haven't even felt he/she rolling around in Roygun's stomach.

Hell I haven't even been able to talk to them. It's took risky. If our communications ever got intercepted or heard by the wrong person, then my child would becoming a hostage at best, and at worst a casualty in an attempt to break my spirit.

I can't risk that.

Which is why it has been incommunicado with them.

But I am receiving coded regular updates from Diablo. He tells me that there are no problems and that both Roygun and the baby are doing just fine.

Still, my melancholy just won't go away. I think the only way it will is when I see my pink-haired beauty in all her pregnant glory.

So I am praying to all the gods in the universe right now. Please get those Maou children to come out of hiding so that I can slaughter them like pigs, go home, and see my pregnant wife.

I said a silent prayer.

Then a second later I felt a hand clap onto my shoulder. Turning I saw it was Ruval.

"What's up?" He asked me.

"Nothing much." I said. "Just taking a stroll."

"Right." I said. "So anyway come with me. We're going to go get Zechs." Ruval said. Using the nickname we all gave Sirzechs over two decades ago.

"Why?" I asked him.

"Because it's been a while since we've all hung out with the war and everything. I was thinking we could have a guys night as you call it and talk a bit." Ruval said.

"Sure." I said. Not like I'm doing anything else anyway.

So with that Ruval and I headed towards Sirzechs personal tent.

Arriving, we went inside.

"Yes, harder, harder!"

"I'm close. Agh!"

Only the moment we stepped in we saw Sirzechs pounding into the ass of a female from behind.

And it's not Serafall by the way.

No this female devil has white hair and red eyes. But it is not Grayfia since she is my woman now.

However I do know this woman Sirzechs is about to dump is load into her.

Her name is Testarossa Marchosias.

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A member of the Marchosias clan branch family. She also became Sirzech's personal attaché as soon as the war began. Her power is on the level of an ultimate-class devil and she's an excellent strategist. We've had several conversations before.

As for Testarossa's personality she is a ball-buster.

So white almost silver hair in the right light, red eyes, big boobs, and a ball-buster who gets on Sirzechs's case any time he tries to skip out on military paperwork from what he's been able to share with us these past few months.

Our red-headed friend certainly has a type.

Also if I didn't say any better I would think he is a masochist since he likes women who punish him when he doesn't do right.

No, actually that might be the case.

"Here, take it Rossa!" Sirzechs screamed, calling Testarossa by an obvious nickname.

"Yes!" Testarossa shouted. Her tongue hanging out of her mouth she screamed at the top of her lungs as Sirzechs came into her.

All the while his mouth was agape since he turned his head and saw me and Ruval standing there.

I waved at him.

Meanwhile Ruval was muttering to himself. "My eyes, my eyes." Over and over again.

"Hey guys." Sirzechs said. "I didn't here you come in." He awkwardly said, smiling in the same manner as he did so.

"You wouldn't since you have a silencing spell up over this place." I said, motioning to the tent. "So then, how long as this been going on." I asked, pointing between Sirzechs and Testarossa.

"About two months now." Sirzechs said.

Meanwhile Testarossa turned her head to look at me and Ruval after she came down from her orgasism.

Once she did her entire body turned beat red and she passed out instantly.

Seeing this my melancholy was eliviated just a little bit.

I am also happy Sirzechs found himself a lover.

One that will step on him with a cold smile on his face when he asked her too.

Such is the beauty of love.