>>6021635“Milha...” Darkness manages to say breathily as you slightly loosen your grip, staring down the fat man. But he seems far less upset by recent developments, in fact he seems far more agreeable than you'd expected from this display. Something's wrong here, you can feel it as he rests his elbows upon his gut, steepling his fingertips.
“If she is yours, then her debts fall upon you as well, Milha. Which means that you are indebted to me, demon.” he says with a hint of malice, and as he does you feel something sinister. A demonic power not unlike your own enters your mind, trying to force compliance with this ludicrous decree. But, thanks to your mother's hard work she'd designed and crafted spells, laid upon you and your siblings that none of you would be susceptible to any type of mind control after learning what Chronoa had done to Ace and presumably others in the Time Patrol. “So, let us discuss terms.”
“Terms? Really? Did you think I wouldn't notice you trying to use a <span class="mu-i">lesser</span> demon's power to control me?” you ask him, clenching your teeth angrily. Gently you set Darkness back in her seat, who looks at you worriedly as you turn your anger back on this Alderp bastard. “I think it's time someone taught you a lesson.”
Clenching your fists, you let your power explode out from you. Ascending in a flash, taking on your Super form. The burst of power blows your hat off your head, hair standing straight up as lightning crackles around your body. Your strength increases hundreds of times over, the polished stones cracking beneath you as your power surges forth. Crying out in terror he leans back, his seat cracking then shattering under his bulk. Dumping the fat man on the floor, you hovering over towards him with malice in your eyes. He sees you, the blubbery man radiating with fear as he calls out desperately.
“MAXWELL! Defend me!!” he cries, and in a flash of flame another demon appears between you. Who, upon seeing you immediately bows, recognizing your lineage despite not being from this timeline. “Wh-What?! What are you doing?!!”
“What any proper demon does, upon greeting one of the royal line.” a familiar voice calls, you all turning to look back at the doorway. Where a familiar, masked man stands. He gives a rather flashy, dramatic bow, rising up with a glow in his eyes behind his white and black dragonbone mask. “Lady Milha, Lady Lalatina. Rather far from your usual makeout point, aren't we?”
“Vanir.” you reply coolly, wondering just what the All-Seeing Demon's game is here. As a being who can see people's minds past and future, you know he's here for a reason. But for who? And what angle is he trying to pull?
-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 218 Epilogue End-
