Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 1047: Father Black and Deep Plans

Father Black meditated on her words, the room plunging into a profound silence. His face was a mask of contemplation, the lines on his forehead deepening as he weighed her statement. After a few moments, he nodded, a subtle yet firm gesture. "Don’t worry," he said, his voice steady and reassuring. "The materials you need will be given to you as soon as possible."

He reached into his desk drawer, retrieving a small, ornate box. Opening it, he presented her with a necklace, the Lenny family crest glinting on its pendant.

The crest, intricate and regal, shimmered under the room’s dim light. Nikky’s eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and pride flashing across her face. Lenny had not officially named her a family member like he had done with the others, but this gift was a clear acknowledgment of her worthiness.

Nikky’s fingers trembled slightly as she took the necklace. Her expression softened, a hint of gratitude mingling with her determination. She also took the gun. With a final nod to Father Black, she turned and left the room, her steps echoing softly against the polished floor.

As the door closed behind her, Father Black leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly. The tension in his shoulders eased, but his eyes remained distant, lost in thought. The weight of the decisions he faced was palpable, etching lines of worry and resolve onto his stern features.

Clawed, standing near the door, broke the silence. His deep voice rumbled through the room, "There are no permanent allies, as there are no permanent enemies."

Father Black nodded, his gaze sharpening as he focused on Clawed. "I am aware," he replied, his tone grave. "That’s what makes this an even more difficult decision to make. Right now, the Gods are keeping the Demon families at bay, giving us time to increase our strength. At the same time, they have Perseus and Crusher with them, training them to be stronger." His eyes narrowed, a flicker of suspicion crossing his face. "Considering that they were even willing to spare us Hera’s skin, I’d say backstabbing might not be in our best interest at the moment."

Clawed’s eyes glinted with a mix of concern and caution. "Perhaps," he conceded, "but you should also remember that they have their own plans. Always have and always will. Their gifts are surely not without a price. After all, we did get rid of Loki for them, and right now, they spread their fate in our lands. There is also the matter of us aiding them in the production of many half born humans with quick growth so that they could quickly climb their power."

Father Black’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing brightly before fading. The room seemed to grow colder, the weight of their predicament pressing down on them. "Indeed," he murmured, the smoke curling around his words like a shroud. "We must tread carefully, Clawed. Very carefully."

Clawed signed, "There is still another issue. The demon remains from the war will be sufficient, at least for now. I am sure Insect-b will not mind sparing us some remains from her new found treasure drove. And maybe a god limb here and there. But I do advice that you make this decision quick. The fast you do, the better for us all."

father Black inclined even further, "I am aware!"

Clawed added. "Just a reminder, the gods are only in a partnership with us now, because they need us. I am sure your earthly history about them will prove that they are just as conniving as Loki is. They were even willing to partner up with the Demon families just to get rid of the Morningstar, how much more do you think they will be willing to do to us."

Father Black took a drag of his cigar, then flicking the butt on the ash tray, "you don’t like them, do you?"

"There is nothing to like. Even with gold spilling out of their bodies, they are just prettier SHIT! At least demons know that they are shit and don’t hide it, but those guys..." He frowned, holding himself back from the curse words about to spill from his mouth.

Father Black smiled as he suddenly sat up right. "you know what, lets say you are right, and they are the backstabbing cunts you have made them to be, how do you suggest we deal with them?"

Clawed paused a bit, and then he gave a side smile, "who said we haven’t?"

Father Black paused, "what did you do!?"

Clawed rolled his eyes, "nothing much, just a contingency plan. lets just say that i had Nikky cook up a little something special after her experiment with faith magic and had Insect-B sprinkle it in the waters far and wide. It is harmless to us, but to those that depend on faith... let’s just say that when excited, it is a formidable back up plan."

"And when and why was I not informed?"

"Well... It was not my idea. Even I am not so crazy."

Father Black sighed as he chuckled lightly, "Lenny Tales."

Clawed nodded.

"Damn... That boy has a scary brain. To think that he thought this far." father Black remarked.

"The plan was only to take effect if the gods agreed to sign the pact. I am sure you know this. His highesss does not want us depending on anybody for strength or protection."

Father Black nodded, "I am aware!" He took another cigarette, enjoying it’s flavor in his mouth. "But why was I not told?"

"I needed to be sure that you had not become enchanted by the goddess Demeter after your last meeting...I am aware that you have been meeting her in secret."

Father Black chuckled, "I am the regent with the highest control on the planet and I still can’t sneak past you."

Clawed bowed a bit, "I accept your compliment!" Clawed stepped forward, "so which is it? Are you enchanted?"

Father Black smiled as he dug into his clothes to bring out a necklace. It had the Lenny family crest on it. "Nikky is not the only one to receive jewelry from the king. Just because I don’t blush and go giddy about it don’t mean its not there. After all, I am just a human that got the opportunity to bang a god’s ass..."

He inclined into his chair with a chuckle on his lips...