King of succubus

In a war between two large factions or influential breeds, several factors and means are put into practice to eradicate any failure.

Even if it's true that any mage in the transcendent or higher rank can survive and move in the interstellar vacuum without problem, it will need to use a significant amount of energy for this.

However, In a battle between these two beings of disproportionate power, confrontation with wear and tear is often commonplace.

While taking this detail into account, it's, therefore, essential to be at the top of their power before the start of the great confrontation.

To achieve this goal, interstellar ships are one of the most phenomenal inventions made by them.

Therefore, these jewels of colossal sizes and sometimes even as titanic as a Tier One planet and that can withstand space chaos are immeasurable assets for a dignified and powerful army of the name,

Naturally, since their production costs are not a joke, these warships are as rare as Leviatas.

Regardless of the power or age of a faction, powers possessing premium thousands of interstellar ships is not easy, hence Zakiel's extravagant reaction when he heard his superior give him such orders.

The most impressive thing for him was that even two hundred ships came to besiege their black planet, which was their only home.

But seeing Asskald's sneaky and confident smiles, he could only sigh and carry out his command.

"Wait!" Just before Zakiel took action, Rendy's growling voice sounded hastily.

Ignoring Ashald's goal, Zakiel looks at Askald, waiting to see if he would change his tact or continue with his strategy.

"...Don't you see that you're disturbing?" Askald's dissatisfaction seems to reach its climax by dint disturbed by the two girls.

"That's not the right time to do such a staging; you can see that these ships are only ordinary ships. Why go so far when...-

She stops when she sees Askald's dark look.

"Sigh, ...I want to answer your question about the reason for our intervention; it's more out of obligation than out of kindness."

By hearing this one sentence, Askald seemed to have become another person again; as if his flammable moods were only illusory.

"You are wrong, Miss Rendy, my lord had already explained everything before you...-

"Stop talking nonsense, you know very well what I'm talking about, you haven't stopped watching us since your lord left." This time, it was Rendy who cut him off.

"..."

For the first time, Askald remains silent, but his eyes have gleams which show his attention and desire to know more about the rest of Rendy's sentence.

Being perfectly aware of his expectations, Rendy took a deep breath before starting to explain herself.

"Originally, we came here to establish a united front alliance. All you need to know is...-

"It's more than enough."

"...Pardon?"

Askald became again the mysterious man that others could not decode his thought thread.

Always imperturbable, he raises his head to the sky and mutters...

"You are free to do as you see fit. We don't need a prisoner of war; I hope you understand where I want to come."

"...Do you want us to kill them all?" Cindy asks while frowning.

"Is this a problem? It seems to me that you say you are capable of killing; this is the time to show us your usefulness."

"We are not...living weapons." Rendy whispers under her tongue.

"WRONG! You and all those, who are under the orders of my lord are tools, TOOLS, no more or less. By accepting your submission, it’s to accept to do all the workrooms, whatever the nature, never forget it."

"..."

"I ask you one last time, are you here to waste my time or to do your homework as tools?" This time, anyone could understand that he was not superficial.

'This shit! He wants to test us!' She shrieks in her mind when she guesses Askald’s intention.

'…Finally, since Lady Azalea has given us her instructions, we have no choice but to obey.' While mumbling these words in her mind, Rendy gained altitude followed by her twin sister.

Askald just looked at them without adding a single word.

"Do you think they will be able to... get by only two against an army?" Zakiel frowns towards Askald.

"According to the Lord, these three were the most to be feared; why do you think?"

"..."

Seeing his subordinate silent, Askald also shakes his head. "I don't know myself. They are indeed quite powerful and particular, but they can't defeat me even two against one, not to mention my sister.

-But the Lord is always in the right; he sees and hears things that we cannot. And as a general of his supreme army, it's my duty to know what is special about this race.

-If they had not hidden during the great interstellar war that had taken place before and during the gods’ era, they would already have been exterminated since delustres. But the lord is convinced that their queen can occupy a place as important as the three of us (monarchs)."

Zakiel's eyes jolted slightly with surprise after hearing Askald's words.

"At this point??" He mutters.

"Yes, he even told me that he intended to appoint a fourth monarch. In addition to me, the monarch of souls, my sister who’s the Valkyries’ monarch, and Fy, the monarch of the arcane, the monarch of the void will soon be appointed."

The more Askald spoke, the less Zakiel understood his goal and their lord’s.

"Finally, what you were aiming for from the beginning is to know why the master wants so much to have these three in his army, am I wrong?" Zakiel asks in a static voice.

"There’s that, but my goal is deeper than that. Imagine, how will their allies react if they see their armies being massacred by these two, who are direct subordinates of the Queen!?

-!!

Zakiel's eyes almost came out of their orbits as he finally realized Askald's diabolic plan.

Even in his wildest dreams, he could not guess that such a diabolical plan was being loaded.

He knew that Askald was not lying to him, just by seeing the smile on his lips.

"This is my main goal, whether they succeed or not, it doesn't matter; their participation is the most important. Because, regardless of their objectives, they will have no choice but to choose our camp; it's either that or make us their enemies and others. I don't need to think twice to guess their choices." He then continues before crossing his hands behind his back and enjoying the show.

"By the way, order Shadow to activate the shield as soon as I'm in orbit."

"Your desires are orders, Your Majesty." Zakiel bows slightly in front of him with a smile as dark as Asskald's.

Meanwhile, Rendy and Cindy had just reached the orbital level of the planet.

But none of them had a beautiful expression to see; as if they had understood Askald's trap.

But still, they should know how to get rid of it; this challenge was as unrealistic for them as asking them to kill Alvine.

"I know what you mean, Rendy, but our queen has already made her decision," Cindy mutters to her sister when she sees the hesitation in her eyes.

"...I know; personally, I have nothing against her decision. This guy and his men may be arrogant, but I didn't feel any grudges from our fellow Crystaluse beings with them; I guess that's what pushed our queen to choose their sides.

-But if we participate in this battle, there will be no going back anymore. The queen can join us at any time, but she stays there for reasons I don't know, that's what worries me the most.

-These assailants may be sub-minions and mercenaries, our enemies will not let this pass. We will no longer be welcome at their home."

"...Are you worried about that?"

"No, these guys may seem to be saviors, but they had still massacred thousands of our fellow Crystalus beings, staying by their side is the most unbearable thing for me, I dare not even imagine what the queen could feel during all this time."

"..."

"In short, when it's time to act, the words have no place." Seeing Cindy silent, she added these words while looking at the two hundred ships that had just been near them; more precisely three hundred KM from them.

At a glance, they could guess that they were about to go on the offensive.

Warships were not only impressive in their size but also in their guns and ability to fly like spaceships while purging any obstacle on their passages.

Following a simple beating of her eyelashes, Rendy activated her advanced perception and momentarily scrutinized the enemies on board the ships.

'As I thought, they are neither part of the troops of this old man (Alfred) nor to any of the allied members; this would therefore mean that they have hired pirates to destabilize them.' She mutters in her mind while taking a deep breath; although the air is extremely rare.

"Need help?" Cindy asks while proceeding in the same way as her sis.

The person concerned shakes her head. "No, they are only vulgar minions whose average levels barely reach the transcendent rank. I could exterminate them without any problem."

"...I'm not talking about that, but the backlash. Killing so many living beings at once would risk you...-

"Don't worry, they need to have a glimpse of our powers and the help we can give them; these are our queen's orders."

"..."

With these last words and seeing Cindy silent once again, she extends her palm towards the ships and then closes her eyes while mumbling under her tongue some enchantment in Supreme language.

After a few seconds of silence, she reopened her eyes.

These were no longer ordinary green but contained mystical runes on irises that had suddenly become vertical.

"Do not forgive me for what I am about to do to you, hate me as I hate my enemies, and haunt me until the end of my days. It's cause of your all avarice and your bad luck to have met me."