Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 915: The gift 2

"The materials he gave as gifts. How did he know that these were the exact materials we were about to search for in other sub planes?" Father Black Smashed against a stack of documents.

This was something Clawed had not thought about.

But Now that father Black had said it, it also roused his curiosity.

After thinking a while, Clawed thought of something, "The Cosmic Law does not allow those of higher power than a plane can take to enter it, but there is nothing stopping him from seeing into the plane.

Also, Its not exactly a secret that we are putting up portals. With sixty portals and their coordinates boldly imprinted on them, it is possible for him to find out and guess that we were going to mine the resources."

Clawed massaged his brows a bit, "however, it is the way that he gifted it to you that truly grabs my attention."

"What do you mean?" father Black asked.

"Can’t you see? You played a game with the god of mischief and won. Doesn’t that strike you as being very strange? Remember, he has had hundreds of years of experience at that game. It does not just seem natural that he would lose to..."

"Me!" father Black finished the statement. "I see what you mean. there is a possibility that this is a trap, or at least the beginning of one."

Clawed nodded, "we have to play it safe. I suspect that this gift is the beginning of a Trap."

Father Black nodded as he sighed, "I think so too. But you think of this. Getting those portals up and running will take at least two months, and there is no guarantee that we will be able to get the items we want from those sub planes. Of course, you also have to remember that many of them are very dangerous places. The Loss of life will be a lot.

If we enter subplanes with gods, monsters or unforgiving demons, we might invite more trouble for ourselves. Besides, at the moment, all eyes in the cosmos are on us.

We are people of a Primary Plane that have a human king. Inevitably, we are on everybody’s radar. Our only hope now, is to do as Lenny wants so that we might increase in power. Or Else, we will just be sitting ducks waiting for the butcher’s blade.

Besides, there is also the fact that amongst all the ’guests’ that we have had, this is the first one that has come with intensions of peace. All the others want to conquer us, or eat us!"

Clawed sighed as he took deep breathes in and out top calm himself. He was angry about this, but he knew what father Black was insinuating and he knew that it was true.

"So you mean, this is a trap we have no choice but to jump into!" Clawed asked for clarification.

Father Black nodded, "Our time has been reduced from two months to create the portals, and three months of searching, to a week of creating the portal Lenny needs to go to purgatory.

The faster our king gets stronger, the better our chances of winning against the cosmos becomes." Father Black walked towards the window behind his desk and gazed outside, into the Territory.

There were people smiling and going about their business, trades occurring and even children playing. He did not want any of this to go in smoke just because of their carelessness, however, he had undying Fate in Lenny.

From the time he had met Lenny when he came to his gates. he knew that he wa snot normal, and now, that boy that had once been chased around by witches was the king of the world.

Father Black clenched his fist tightly. He had to do whatsoever it took for them to survive, and he knew the Key. It was all Lenny. Lenny Tales was the secret to a prosperous earth.

Even if it meant him diving into a skim, he would do it. There was absolutely no doubt about it. As long as it pushed Lenny tales forward, he would give it his all.

Clawed nodded. He could tell the thoughts in the mind of the Regent. "What about Lenny? Should I tell him?" Clawed asked.

Father Black shook his head. "No! There is no need to tell him. From what we gather, going to Purgatory means he will have to face Fallen Angels. Those guys are as bad as demons if not worse. He has his plate filled already.

Besides, he choose us as his family, we should be able to handle such matters in place of our king."

Father Black turned to face Clawed, "not withstanding, we will not fall into the lions mouth like dumplings. We will show them that this dumplings come with thorns. If Loki wants to swallow, then he should be ready to get his throat torn to bits."

With more focus in his eyes, he gave Clawed specific orders, "Get me records, old or new. Ask Lenny if need be. Tell him you need information on gods for study, so that we can better defend ourselves against our enemies.

I want everything. Every folklore, wild tale, and gossip on Loki. Also, have Nikky quicken the steps of the science department in analyzing the cores from the gods Crusher killed so far.

Since they want our home so bad, we will show them our fences are not so easy to climb."

Clawed nodded as he turned about to leave. With this conversation alone, he could now understand why Lenny had chosen Father Black as his second in command.

The Man had incredible foresight that even Clawed could not help but praise.

As Clawed left the place, he could only pray in his heart that this bold plan of theirs becomes successful.

....

Meanwhile, deep in the Vacuum of Space, on a deserted sub plane with no life whatsoever, Loki relaxed on a stone as he enjoyed the twinkle of the stars.

"Are you sure this plan of yours will work?" A feminine voice asked...