Demon's Virtue-Novel

All of the important people here in this room stared at Eiro in confusion after he made that rather unexpected announcement. After a few moments of them trying to figure out if what Eiro said was actually serious or not, one of the nobles just clicked his tongue.

"Tsk, who do you think you are, you brat? Did nobody ever teach you manners?" He asked, and Eiro glared at him with deep anger ingrained in his body, his heart beating at a quick pace. Eiro took a deep breath and started walking forward in a slouching manner.

"You want manners, huh?" Eiro muttered as he stood right in front of the noble that just spoke up, who was glaring down at the Demon with a smug expression. Instantaneously, Eiro straightened his back and hit his heels together before he placed one of his hands behind his back, pressing the back of his hand onto its center, and placed his palm right onto his heart.

"If that's the case, then excuse my oh so rude behavior, my Lord. I was merely insinuating that I do not wish for you to make such thoughtless statements about my children. Especially in this situation, while they certainly deserve the highest sort of praise there is, trying to choose their future paths before any of you even know their names is quite disrespectful, don't you think?" Eiro asked in a clear tone, making the noble in front of him take a step back in surprise. But in the end, it seemed like his opinion didn't change.

"Their names don't matter. They should be proud to be able to serve this country with their lives! In no way does it matter who you or they are, as long as this country needs them, they are to-"

"Ah fuck it, I really can't keep this up while this fucking moron is talking..." Eiro growled quietly to himself and stared deep into the nobleman's eyes. Eiro's words surprised everyone here, but as Eiro said it in just enough of a whisper that he was able to keep on going while they were trying to figure out if they really just heard what they thought they did, "Again, my Lord, I think that is quite a thoughtless statement, is it not? Especially in front of a person that could easily slaughter every single person in this room and not leave any kind of evidence behind."

"Wh-What are you-"

"What I am saying? Oh, excuse me, I assumed that as a nobleman with such a high position in the royal army you would be quite intelligent. Seems like that was a wrong assumption, I sincerely apologize, my Lord. Then please let me say it in words that you may be able to understand more easily." Eiro said and pushed his hand away from his heart, before out of nowhere a dagger appeared in his hand. At the same time, without anyone realizing, Eiro slid over the ground to get closer to the noble in front of him and held the dagger in his hand right in front of his throat.

Out of nervosity, the man swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, scratching right across the dagger's tip. And before anyone could properly react and pull Eiro away from this nobleman, he spoke up in a way that ensured that nobody would even have the ability to move.

Eiro copied the way that Felix's skill worked, where mana was infused into his voice itself. Of course, Eiro didn't have any sort of special skill for it, but still, it should probably increase the effect of his new Charisma stat-ability.

"If you lowlife dare go against me or my children, merely think of touching a single hair on their bodies now or in the future, that very moment will be the last one you'll breath. Understood, you damned pig?" With a deep growl in his voice, Eiro glared right at the nobleman. His eyes weren't revealed, but Eiro was still basically making direct eye-contact with this man.

The guards in the room froze up before they were even able to ready their weapons, and nobody dared to make a sound, even going so far as to hold their breath.

With a deep sigh, Eiro let go of his dagger and before it fell even a few centimeters, it disappeared into nothingness. The Demon turned around and walked back over to his children, and on the way started to speak, "Well, I hope you'll keep that in mind in the future. I can't stop you from trying, but in return you can't stop me from returning the favor in my own way." Eiro pointed out, "Anyway, let's move on to the whole reason why I'm even here and still talking to you useless lot. I want all of you to pretend that today's attack was caused by some sort of monster that was able to make its way through the walls. Don't let the fact that such an organization is a thing leak out of this room."

With his commanding tone, Eiro stepped back over to the children and slowly helped Clementine stand back up before helping her walk over to the door with the others right behind him. Just before he was about to leave, Solomon, the only one that was really able to calm down after what Eiro just told them, looked at the Demon curiously.

"And why is that? Why can't we speak about this?" The King inquired, and Eiro simply smirked underneath his mask with a quiet laugh, which weirdly enough made Solomon relax and tense up even more at the same time. Meanwhile, Gondos was flying over to one of the Goons' masks that Eiro threw on the table before and picked up that mask and grabbed the special glove Solomon was holding at the same time.

He brought them over to the Demon who quickly grabbed the mask and held it in front of his own, "I can't have them be on guard, now can I?" Eiro pointed out with a broad grin as he turned back around and made the extra mask and glove disappear inside of his treasury.

Eiro brought the children over to the carriage and then had Arc drive the others home already, while Eiro stayed here in town, as he still had something to take care of.

"Be careful, alright?" Arc said with a blank expression as he stared at Eiro, who just slightly laughed and made his way toward the castle's gates, "Haha, what, are you worried about me?"

"Shouldn't I be?" The young man replied, and Eiro just looked at him with a light smile underneath his mask, "Of course not. There's no way I'm leaving any of you behind after that speech I just held in there."

With a slight laugh, Arc nodded his head and got the horses to start walking, "Alright, fair enough. Just be home on time, yeah? We couldn't spend the day here in town together after all, so we should at least make up for it a bit."

"I'll be right behind you. It won't take long." Eiro explained as he climbed onto Lugo's back, and the stag quickly started running toward the gates while Arc and the carriage also slowly got moving. First things first, Eiro had to meet up with the others.

He already had a rough idea of where they were, so it didn't really take too long to find them. Before Eiro's feet even hit the thin layer of snow on the streets, he could already see them approaching him as well.

"What the actual fuck just was that?" James asked with a deep frown, "What kind of bastard actually tried to kill you?"

"Nobody. They were aiming at the Lady." Eiro pointed out, and the Light Elf stared at him in confusion, "Heh? What kind of moron would willingly try and fight a literal goddess?"

With a slight smirk, Nelli floated up to Eiro and leaned onto his head, "Exactly~! What kind of moron would even think of that?"

Eiro waved his hand over his head to shoo Nelli away as he turned his head toward her, "First and foremost, the Lady of Autumn is a bitch. Two, I didn't directly fight her, I went against her will and made her watch while I slaughtered dozens of humans. Three, they're not technically real goddesses, they're Supreme Spirits and Nature Goddesses, there's a difference. They're not really 'divine beings', even if they're close to it."

"I'm not even going to ask what the fuck you're talking about. But just answer me, who did that shit?" James asked again, and Eiro sighed lightly, "I'll explain on the way. We're heading back home, we have a bit of a guest." The demon pointed out, and turned over toward Gobo while he was at it, "This is a good chance to teach you a bit more as well, bud. I can teach you about the internal structure of the human body, about their weak points, about which points to avoid in a fight, and so on, all I want." The Demon pointed out.

It seemed like the Hobgoblin was rather excited about it, but due to Eiro's weird voice that was both calm and excited at the same time, James, Jess and Krog felt shivers all over their bodies.

The group made their way to the manor, and as Eiro had promised, they didn't arrive much later than the children did.

"Ah, there you are! You really did come back quickly." Arc exclaimed with a broad smile, as he barely finished bringing away the horses just now, and then turned toward the others, "Glad to see you're here as well... pretty crazy day, huh?"

"You can say that again..." Krog replied with a wry smile, "I thought we could relax and eat super delicious food today!"

"Haha, don't worry, Rudy said he'd cook something up to calm down his nerves. Felix and Sammy are preparing some tables in the garden so that we can look at the lights in the sky anyway." Arc pointed out, and Jess opened her eyes wide excitedly, "Ooh, that sounds nice! Eiro, is that why you told us to come with you?"

"Actually, no, I didn't know about this yet. Arc, tell the others we'll be right there. I just need to show these guys something." Eiro said, and Arc simply shrugged in response, "Gotcha. Again, don't be late!"

And with that, Eiro brought his party, as well as Gobo and the slime, into the mansion.

He brought them down the stairs, and to the back of the basement. He pushed things around on the wall, using mana for some parts and avoiding it for others, before the magically hidden wall in front of them disappeared.

"We're in the... dungeons? But why are we..?" Jess asked confusedly, and Eiro simply stayed silent as he brought them over to a specific cell.

"It's simple, Jess. I'm introducing you to our guest." Eiro pointed out as he stopped in front of a single cell. In front of that cell were three tables laid out, each holding the naked body of three dead people, two male and one female. They were right within sight of the man currently chained up inside of that cell, who was struggling to regain his consciousness.

"Let me introduce to you, the moron."