Editing Shinmai Maou no Keiyakusha:Volume 7 Epilogue (section)

===Part 3===
In the erotic playground that Zolgear built, but was now managed by Belphegor.

At the other end of Riara’s teleportation magic was the location of where Leohart was — he appeared to be in a large bedroom. —However, Leohart was not the only one waiting for her. A large corpse lay in the centre of the bed that was dyed red by a pool of blood, and there was a large hole that went straight through its chest to its back.

“Belphegor…”

Riara looked down at the miserable corpse, and then murmured the name of the high-level Demon who had secretly dominated the Demon Realm for a long time.

“When I arrived, he was lying on his belly. In order to investigate whether it really was Belphegor and his cause of death, I turned him over.”

And then, Leohart began to recount the circumstances of his arrival.

“His female companions have only fainted, so I woke a few of them up to question them, but all of them said that they couldn’t remember what happened last night. It’s probably the effect of a memory-erasing drug or fragrance.”

Riara turned towards a corner of the room, and the group of women in their underwear huddled together in a corner trembled.

“Hmm…that’s a problem. Huh, did Leo-kun put this bed sheet on?”

Riara’s gaze suddenly turned paused on the bed sheet that was covering Belphegor’s lower body. Blood hadn’t seeped into it, so it was indicative that it had been placed there some time after his death.

“…Yes, I didn’t really want aneue to see that kind of thing.”

“Eh~ when onee-chan hears Leo-kun say that, she only wants to see it more…!”

Leohart’s words actually stimulated Riara’s curiosity, and she immediately lifted it up.

“Wow…how strong.”

And then she exclaimed out loud when she saw the reason why her younger brother had covered it up. The lower body of Belphegor that was covered up by the bed sheet — had an even more severe wound that was different from the fatal wound on his chest. A particular organ had been chopped off from the root with a sharp weapon.

“Wow, oh my. So the legend that Belphegor had two was true?”

“That’s enough, aneue…”

Leohart snatched the bed sheet from Riara’s hands and covered the problematic part.

“Leo-kun Leo-kun, speaking of the severed part…ah, could it be that?”

“…Yes.”

After Riara noticed that some distance away from the bed that there was an unnaturally placed bed sheet, Leohart displeasedly nodded and said

“But aside from us, who would do something like this…”

It wasn’t strange for someone else to be after Belphegor’s life, but the problem was a matter of who would actually do it. —Normally speaking, people could not escape the toll of time and the fate of losing power. But that was not the case for everyone, and one of those people was Belphegor. This high-level Demon was able to become the chief of the Council and manipulate the Demon Realm within the palm of his hand because he had immense power. Being able to successfully form a contract with Chaos was the best proof of this. The immense power that he had held onto from long ago had still yet to wane, so Leohart did not want to act rashly. And so, Belphegor, who stood at the summit of the Demon Realm and dominated it, had now become the ridiculous corpse in front of them.

''…Could the War God-san have done this?''

Speculating based on the people who had the ability to kill Belphegor, the first person that Riara thought of was Jin. As for Balthier who disappeared halfway through the battle, the probability was much lower…unless he possessed great power that Riara and the others did not know about. He had always been very loyal to Leohart, so it was difficult to imagine that he would deprive his master of the opportunity that he had waited many years for. As far as the available information was concerned, it was more likely that he was killed by Chaos when he was investigating the situation. Of course, there was also the possibility that someone else had taken the opportunity of the battle to assassinate him. But all of the other powerful factions were under the surveillance of the Eight Demon Generals, and the security level of Lundvall Castle was at the highest level, so it was difficult for anyone to infiltrate. Someone able to accomplish such a task would require strength that was on par with Jin. Thinking about it like this, if it was really Jin…when Riara considered the most probable possibility, and looked around for any clues on whether it was the man known as the God of War—

''…Huh, isn’t this smell…''

Riara’s nose suddenly picked up a particular scent. Amid the putrid stench of Belphegor’s blood, and the perfume that was used by the women of the playground, traces of another scent were hidden. It was the smell of blood — moreover, Riara knew who it belonged to. It was something that she could not forget. After all, it was the extremely rare scent that she had just smelled. —However, it did not belong to Jin. Moreover, when Jin confronted her in the special viewing room of the ancient arena, his body was in perfect condition. Riara didn’t find out that Jin had a dragon’s blood in his veins through the smell of his blood, but through his natural smell and aura. Although it was possible for her to speculate on the smell of Jin’s blood, speculation was only speculation after all. Presently, the smell of this blood was one that Riara had definitely smelt before. It was quite close to Jin’s but the race was more complex. When she thought of that person — everything made sense.

“Yes…so that’s why he used perfume.”

Riara exclaimed in a tone different from her usual coldness. It was highly probable that he had been injured by Belphegor’s counterattack, which is why he carried such a heavy odour of perfume onto the battlefield. When she met him in the special viewing room, although she knew what his intentions should have been, Riara believed that it was a trick he used against Leohart. But she was wrong, the truth was not like that. That youth — used it to eliminate the scent of Belphegor’s body and his blood. Based on the state of the corpse, he had been dead for around half a day. It was possible that he infiltrated the playground last night to assassinate Belphegor, treated his own wounds, and then eliminated any evidence that he had been here…and before that, the perfume had been used to eliminate his own scent in order to facilitate his infiltration. So, that was why he only appeared at the last minute when he fought against Leohart

“…So that’s how it is.”

When he burst into the special viewing room, that was already enough to surprise Riara; she did not expect that he had also snatched away their primary goal of taking Belphegor’s life. But then, why did he reluctantly carry the injury from Belphegor to fight against Leohart in a death match? Belphegor was an absolute symbol of the Council, so if news of his death was disclosed before Mardones implemented his plan to take the position, the Council’s power would suddenly collapse, and it was possible that there would be no need for the decisive battle, which meant that Mio and the other girls with him wouldn’t have had to risk their lives to fight in the arena.

''…No, it’s not that simple…''

Although they and Basara and the others wanted to eliminate the Council, their motives were different. In order to protect the safety of Wilbert’s only daughter, Naruse Mio, Basara prevented her from being used as a political tool. If he first disclosed that Belphegor had died by his hands, even if the threat of the Council disappeared, Leohart’s side would regard them as a new threat. In order to avoid that situation, the best option was to deliberately allow the remaining Council members in the arena to implement their plan to kill Leohart, and then with Leohart — cooperate with the Current Demon Lord faction and Moderates faction to defeat the malice of the Council. As long as they cooperated to defeat the Council, they would be able to provide peace for the two factions. As for the daughter of the former Demon Lord, she only had value in troubled times. Once there was peace, it would actually be easier for her to become a seed of conflict, and she would be viewed with fear. But they couldn’t actually kill her, and so the peace between the two factions would be resolved. In simpler terms, maintaining Mio’s safety and keeping a distance from her was the best way for the Current Demon Lord faction and Moderates faction to maintain peace. —It was truly hard to believe. This decisive battle between the Current Demon Lord faction and the Moderates faction was a key battle to determine the future of the Demon Realm. Regardless of which of the two factions won — whether they eliminated the Council, or the Council assassinated Leohart, it was the beginning of a new chapter in the history of the Demon Realm. However — the situation was not like that. That youth had deceived everyone before that, and changed the course of the Demon Realm’s history alone. This truth—

“…I’m sorry, Leo-kun. Onee-chan may have made a grave error.”

“Aneue…?”

When Leohart confusedly asked, Riara sighed lightly. Considering the high likelihood of Basara and Leohart clashing again the future, it would have been better to kill him off early — that intuition was certainly correct. But, even if that meant a death match with Jin, her chance to kill Basara was only that one time when they had met in that viewing room just earlier. Jin had heard what Riara had blurted out about her intent to kill Basara. Since he knew the extent of Riara’s true strength, he would probably come up with strategies to protect his son, making it more difficult to kill him. Even so, a risky assault was a valuable option—

“It’s fine. Leo-kun, let’s go.”

Riara linked arms with Leohart beside him as she spoke. As long as she didn’t make a move, Basara probably wouldn’t be detrimental to Leohart. Because doing so would then get Mio involved in the Demon Realm’s matters again and put her in danger. Although it was a pity that she couldn’t personally kill Belphegor, she had at least gotten rid of Mardones and the other Council members. Her and Leohart’s goal of ‘Erasing the Council from the Demon Realm’ was already complete. So right now, there was no need to ask for more trouble. At the moment, there were still other things to do — like giving a thorough reward to her own beloved little brother. So, Riara carried a sweet smile as she spoke

“Congratulations, Leo-kun…after we get back to the bedroom, I’ll thoroughly reward you again.”

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The showdown between the Moderates faction and Current Demon Lord faction that would decide the future of the Demon Realm — the eve of that day.

In the lustful erotic playground, there was a room that was filled with an obscene atmosphere. It was located in the depths of the building for the pursuit of ultimate pleasure. Only specially selected members knew of its existence — a VIP room. Opening the large doors to enter this extravagant and ultimate space, the first thing that was felt was the comfortable and soft touch of the bright and thick red carpet that covered the floor of the room. The ceiling and walls were decorated with pure gold carvings to give visitors a gorgeous visual feast of luxury. —It was just before the historic day for the Demon Realm, and a few hours into the late night. In the VIP room of the playground, there was one person enjoying every possible minute of his pleasure. It was someone among the seven seats of the Council who seemed to be more focused on [Lust] than his own position of [Sloth]. The high-level Demon whose name was synonymous with history — Grand Duke Belphegor. After becoming the new master of this erotic playground, Belphegor completely changed the appearance of everything to suit his own preferences, and didn’t leave a trace of the previous owner Zolgear. Picking a great number of different women every day, he indulged in deep lust and pleasure with them. On the night of this day, Belphegor also appeared upon the giant bed in the depths of the VIP room. Among the dozen or so stunning beauties that he had chosen, nearly half of them were gathered around his crotch.

“Fufu…I’ve taught you for so long, so I’m sure all of you should know the taste of my treasure by now.”

Belphegor laughed joyfully. Not only did he have four arms, he also had two male parts which split at the root and sat on top and bottom.

“Chuu…ah, kuu…hah ♥”

“Chuu…hah, Belphegor-sama…♥”

The women sucked on the tips of Belphegor’s rods with intoxicated expressions, slid their tongues back and forth along his shafts, and placed his testicles into their mouths. Two women gathered on both his left and right side and were held close with his four arms. The breasts of those two on the inside constantly changed shape, while the two on the outside knelt on the bed while they allowed his fingers to poke around in their underwear as he pleased.

[———]

The women who were in a deep aphrodisiac state due to the effects of a special drug wildly climaxed continually with every one of Belphegor’s hand movements and they disseminated their feminine odours. Soon—

“Which one…I’m about to release.”

When Belphegor said that, he followed his instincts and desires to shoot his load. Although he had already fired off around ten times, his two tips still released a fountain of semen, dying the faces and chests of the women below his crotch white. The women who were drenched in semen then cleaned up his thing with loud slurping sounds, and seemed to indulge in pleasure as they licked the fluid off each other’s faces, breasts, and then passionately kissed each other with their white tongues. While Belphegor enjoyed the obscenity of the women with satisfaction, his eyes suddenly darted towards a corner of the room.

“—Say, how long are you going to stand there for?”

“!…Ah…guh…!”

The silhouette leaning against the wall seemed to respond with a groan of pain before they stood up. —It was an uninvited guest who had dared to infiltrate this playground. Belphegor knew who that youth was. They had met a day earlier, and it was impossible for him to forget his appearance. He was the only son of the man known as the God of War, Jin Toujou, and would soon duel against Leohart — Toujou Basara.

“Speaking of which, you actually dared to come and kill me on the eve of the decisive battle…fufu, you’re an interesting little brat.”

Belphegor had immediately found out that the youth had infiltrated his playground, but he deliberately ignored that rudeness. —For Belphegor who had lived who knows how many years, his greatest enemy was ‘boredom’. These days which involved re-training had caused the women to forget about their previous master, and the unexpected situation was a good form of entertainment for Belphegor. So, Belphegor allowed him to search around everywhere, waiting for him to come. So not long ago — Basara finally made it to the VIP room and raised his sword at Belphegor. However, Belphegor brushed him aside with a slight hand gesture.

“……!”

Basara expended a great amount of effort to get back up, and he raised his silver demonic sword at the enemy. The large blood stain on the right side of his torso was caused by a hole that Belphegor had made by firing out a magic beam from his middle finger. Although it wasn’t a fatal injury, it wasn’t a light injury either. A lot of blood had been lost, and if it was not treated, his life would be in danger — when Belphegor thought so—

“———”

At the other end of his gaze, the bright green aura around Basara that was specific to all Heroes began to mix with a touch of red light.

“Ho…it’s the same glow as that guy, isn’t that Wilbert’s red aura?”

Belphegor slightly widened his eyes to look at Basara and said

“I understand now…I remember at the end of the last Great War that Wilbert’s younger sister disappeared for some time. It was said that her troops were withdrawing from a battlefield when they encountered Jin Toujou midway, and to allow her subordinates to get away, she stayed behind to stall him…there was no word of her for six months, and people thought that she had died. In regards to what happened between Jin Toujou and that woman, nothing was ever heard.”

So that’s how it was.

“I had heard that she and Jin Toujou had met on the battlefield several times…so that’s what it was.”

Although it was not known what other romances had occurred outside of when the Hero encountered the Demon Lord’s younger sister on the battlefield, that was the only theory that could explain the red aura surrounding Basara’s body. Although the pregnancy of Demons was shorter than that of humans, it was not as short as being able to give birth within six months. It was likely that Jin and her had used some kind of trick to speed up the process. Basara’s Demon lineage should normally have been supressed by his human lineage and would not be able to awaken, but it had suddenly awakened now, perhaps because this peculiar playground had a much higher concentration of magic than the normal Demon Realm. The VIP room was also filled with Belphegor’s magical energy, and both of these had entered Basara’s body through his wounds to cause Basara’s Demon bloodline to become active enough to awaken. Mio was only able to use this power because she succeeded Wilbert, while a chemical change had been produced because of Jin’s blood and the Demon’s. With momentary curiosity, Belphegor shooed the women off his bed as he said

“How interesting…I’m starting to want to know a bit more about you now.”

“———!”

Basara dashed towards Belphegor, and without a second word he slashed down with Brynhildr—

“—Fufu, you’re still so lively?”

Seeing this, Belphegor laughed as he snapped his fingers — and at the same time, the sparks that he produced became an electric current that pulsed towards Basara who was in mid-air.

“Guh, gaaahh—!”

The violent burst of lightning that had hit him caused Basara to scream as he fell to the ground where he lay motionless.

“Oh, too bad…”

Belphegor grinned as he reached out with his left hand to touch Basara, and then used his power to cause Basara to float up into the air, and place him onto the bed. He then slowly and carefully observed the youth before his eyes. He examined every corner of his flesh, and even his spiritual composition.

“Hoho…not only a human and a Demon, but even the blood of a God has been mixed in.”

The mixed blood of three races. Discovering the secret of Basara’s birth only served to deepen Belphegor’s interest in him. After further observation, he also discovered that in Basara’s soul, there was a sealed area that even he could not see through, nor release.

“This brat is truly quite appetising…”

Belphegor laughed and then discovered something new again.

“………Hmm, looking closely, you look rather cute.”

In Belphegor’s long life, Belphegor had played with everything that he could have. Regardless of whether it was male, female, young or old, as long as they could give him pleasure, he didn’t refuse anyone, and even went after Demonic Beasts. —However, even someone with rich experiences such as him had not tasted something with the blood of three races. After a great amount of training, the youth’s body was a rich and juicy fruit in Belphegor’s eyes. Faced with the fact that such a rare specimen lay in front of his eyes — this caused Belphegor’s lower body to instantly heat up. He had originally wanted to send both him and Leohart together to Chaos as sacrifices.

“Alright…getting a taste of boys isn’t too bad once in a while.”

After saying that, his two large male organs intertwined into a single giant thing, and then—

“Don’t worry…you’ll get used to my size soon.”

As long as Belphegor wanted, changing the external or internal structure of his limb was not an issue. Turning the youth with the mixed blood of three races into his own personal toy was undoubtedly the most enjoyable game for him. Mardones who was in charge of the decisive battle would probably raise some complaints, but that was his business. So, Belphegor stretched his hand out towards Basara—

“………Hmm?”

In that instant, Belphegor saw something fly across into a corner of the room, and so he turned to look. There was a familiar object that continually twitched around over there.

“———”

When Belphegor looked down in astonishment, he realised that the thing that should have been at his crotch was missing. Basara’s hand had let go of Brynhildr when he was struck by the electrical current earlier, but it had now manifested again in his hand, which explained the phenomenon that had happened to Belphegor’s body.

“—Gaaaaaaaaaahhh!?”

Belphegor grabbed his crotch in pain, and kneeled down as he began to fall forward. Underneath him, Basara suddenly disappeared before Belphegor fell on top of him, and then—

“Ah…ugh — gah!”

A certain object pierced through the struggling Belphegor’s back, pinning him to the bed as all the blood and energy was drained from his body.

''…H-How could…!''

With the essence of his soul being drained, Belphegor began to feel the gradual thinning of his own existence, causing him to stiffen.

“—I heard a lot about your deeds, and it seems like you’re even more revolting than that Zolgear.”

Behind him, the youth’s voice coldly drifted down.

“———”

The women at the bedside collapsed and fainted one after the other. Most of it was due to witnessing Belphegor’s miserable fate, as well as the relentless pressure that Basara released which their minds were unable to withstand. And then—

“Ugh…ah…ah…”

Belphegor’s lungs had been pierced making it difficult for him to speak, but Basara continued

“I was always thinking…about the final goal of this decisive battle, and how best to reach it. Even if we win the upcoming decisive battle, I’m afraid that the conflict between the Moderates faction and Current Demon Lord faction won’t be resolved that simply…I think that regardless of whether Leohart wins or loses, he plans to eliminate all of you after the battle. And you guys already expected that and prepared a countermeasure. After killing Leohart while holding the greatest amount of power in the Demon Realm, the dissatisfied people are likely to organise another rebel faction.”

And then—

“Another seed of conflict will be planted in the Demon Realm…and just like before, Mio will be hunted, used as a political tool by some people, and her identity will be used for justification. The fate of being ‘the only daughter of the strongest Demon Lord’ will still haunt her forevermore — but, I won’t allow that to happen.”

In the next instant, Belphegor heard the final phrase that decided his fate.

“So Belphegor, I need to kill you…and under circumstances where no one else will see or hear of it, I must kill you alone.”

“……Ngh……!”

Belphegor tried to do whatever he could to escape this life or death crisis. But since the large demonic sword pinned his body down, his futile struggle only hastened his death, and he simply could not move.

“Understand this…don’t think you can just die happily, and don’t think that you’ll die as a dignified high-level Demon. It’s not the first time that you’ve used drugs or magic to make the women in this playground lose their minds…after living for so long, you must have had countless victims who have suffered by your hand. After playing with the lives and fates of so many people just to pass the time and your boredom…at this very moment, the time of retribution has arrived.”

The words of the youth behind him thus became reality. In that moment, Belphegor’s only fate was to await the arrival of his death.

—Then. Toujou Basara said one last thing to Belphegor. His icy voice carried a great darkness that could devour everything.

“I will be watching you. You will slowly suffer this shameful bitterness — and then you will die for me.”

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