Chapter 444: The Bitter and Shallow Heart of Humanity.
Alan stood still in the Lord's office while Asmodeus gazed at him from the messy table.
After the battle and its aftermath, health improved, and many of the knights and villagers started to convert the dirty orc hovel into a true fortress. However, issues started to appear because two different forces struggled to mix, with the Demon Knights following Asmodeus and the knights only following Alan.
"Alan, what should we do to solve this issue?"
"Ryuji..." Alan showed a bitter look, his lips pressed together so hard they turned white.
'Why did things become so complicated?'
Asmodeus understood humans could be judgemental and shallow, but he never expected them to be so stubborn. He thought he could at least convince the knights of Alan.
A man who seemed more open-minded than most of the other humans. Unfortunately, because they learned the true nature of the female knights and Asmodeus himself, Alan's knights became resentful and blamed him for all the trouble that occurred in their life.
"I don't think we should remain in the same outpost..."
Alan's shoulders shuddered, his eyes closing, and he bit his lips almost drawing blood.
'I'm not surprised. They're simple humans.'
It wasn't like Alan didn't expect such a situation, but managing his men and their feelings was more difficult than he imagined. It also took a toll on his body. The constant fights, arguments and insults whispered in Alan's ears caused his head to ache.
"Yes, I agree."
He slowly raised his head, and their eyes met. Asmodeus smiled, trying to hide Alan's exhaustion.
The two men were close friends, basically family, but to have his men reject Asmodeus, causing Alan's heart to shrink, he couldn't imagine that they would turn on their saviours all because of their demonic features.
They knew what happened with the orcs and ogres. However, instead of being thankful for saving them from certain death, they resented the demons for helping them.
"Ryuji, can't we..."
Still, Alan didn't wish to make Ryuji suffer in this way, because he worried about losing his friends. If the demon knights left the fortress, how could they help each other? After everything they had been through?
"It is alright Alan."
Asmodeus looked at Alan and approached him with a sad smile.
"This would have happened eventually, we both knew that not everyone can accept or forgive the demons. How long have your people fought against my kind?"
He slapped Alan's shoulder with a friendly smile on his face.
"Did you think the grudges would vanish, this isn't the end, but the beginning."
Alan bit his lips again, his fists clenched.
"I know...I know."
'This guy really is suited to being a hero, even worried about demons.'
The next day, Allen gathered the entire village at the outpost's centre.
He gathered the knights, criminals, and those who had followed him from the beginning. All stood watching Alan, who stood on an elevated stage. "Greetings, gentleman."
Alan's solemn and low voice echoed through the entire village and citadel, amplified using magic.
"From today onwards, there will be changes to how our forces operate. We're going to divide into two different groups, one led by me, and another by Lord Asmodeus, the fiance of my two nieces, Princess Anne and Princess Liana."
The moment that fact became clear, the men reacted. Some whispered or remained silent, while a large group shouted and complained, cursing Asmodeus.
"How can we trust a monster?!"
"You want us to fight alongside these things?!"
"Didn't they come here to kill us before?"
"SILENCE!" Alan's cold blue eyes shone like ice blades. A chill ran down everyone's spine, including Asmodeus, who gulped at the sudden change in his friend.
The men quieted, their gazes avoiding Alan as he stared at them.
"How dare you speak of our kingdoms hero in such a manner!"
His voice thundered through the outpost, causing many to tremble and fear Alan.
"You should be ashamed! These brave souls have put their lives on the line to save you all! Like you they were humans and abandoned their humanity to save us! Yet you still judge them because of what they have become."
Many lowered their heads, some trembled and didn't move an inch, and a few still gave dubious looks. Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire
"This is why Asmodeus chose to split our forces."
Immediately, the crowd's atmosphere changed from anger and outrage to delight and joy, and smiles appeared on their faces. However, Alan's next words quickly crushed these smiles.
"Asmodeus will leave with half of you."
Silence descended upon the crowd, their smiles disappearing.
"However, he will not force any of you, but know those who leave will be granted the highest honours possible. Criminals will be pardoned fully, Soldiers will be promoted to knights, and knights... will receive a lasting title."
The knights' eyes widened at that offer, especially the criminals and normal citizens, though they despised the demons. The sweet reward was too much for them to pass up, and it seemed Alan knew what to offer to convince them if possible.
"Now those who wish to follow Lord Asmodeus step forward!"
At first, nobody moved or stepped forward.
However, a man dressed in rags slowly walked forward. He was the father of the little girl, whose leg was severed by the orc horde and healed by demonic blood.
"I will follow you, Lord Asmodeus."
He spoke while kneeling before Asmodeus.
Asmodeus smiled and patted the man's shoulder.
"Thank you, I am glad your daughter managed to walk again.
After one person stepped forward, the atmosphere changed.
Most of the people who suffered and couldn't afford the expensive healing of the priests who followed Alan turned to Asmodeus.
Like a series of raindrops, once one joined, so did another, then another, and so on until roughly half of the people stood behind Asmodeus.
However, the people who followed Asmodeus were the poor, weak, and fodder. The knights, barely even soldiers, pushed them forward to death. Most were hunters or farmers from the villages around the front lines. They struggled to survive and accepted Alan's call to arms to feed their starving families.
Only two real knights had joined Asmodeus.
Alan looked at the rest of the men who remained with him, and most of his knights remained, looking at the people who left with scorn and sneers.
'Alan looks mad...'
Asmodeus observed Alan's face, which held a stern look, his lips pursed as if to prevent himself from speaking out loud. His eyes narrowed into slits when he comrades shun those that left without a second thought.
"I see, then this is how we will be divided." Alan's voice sounded weak and lost its usual power as he turned to Asmodeus. "I hope we meet soon."
Asmodeus nodded and gestured towards his new followers.
"Since you chose to follow me, no matter what the issue or reason. I will treat you like my own, those who desire to keep fighting remain here, and those who would prefer to work in other rose, please follow Duchess Alice."
He then pointed to Alice, who stood quietly beside him, her arms crossed. With narrowed eyes, she examined the people. She looked at her fiance with a raised eyebrow, but she didn't argue against his decision.
Soon, the men divided into three groups: farmers and builders, merchants, and warriors who desired to continue fighting.
"I will let you know now, that all of you will be well fed, but note that warriors will receive more honour, money and a better treatment."
Asmodeus made that clear to the people and noticed some of the younger men returning to the warrior group. However, the older men stayed in their positions with no intention of changing.
'That's fine for now.'
He planned to have them take a small, revised dose of the demonic potion made with his blood, weaker than the one taken by the demon knights. This bloodline amounted to close to half demons, and these men would become a quarter or less demon.
'Though it paints me to control them in such a way, this stops betrayal and helps manage the additional forces.'
"Alan, I am going to leave the base when your reinforcements come. In the meantime, we will stay within the citadel."
"Very well, thank you, Ryuji."
Asmodeus nodded, smiling, and he turned away, his crimson cape flapping in the wind behind him.
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"You managed to get more soldiers, my love~ hehe."
"Darling, will those humans be any help?"
"Fufu, trust in our beloved. He has a plan to make them useful."
Meanwhile, after they finished the meeting, Asmodeus lay back on a large sofa, with Erika, Velvet, Vinea and Lumina.
"You girls are too good to me." He chuckled,
Lumina rested on his left shoulder while rubbing his chest, Vinea massaged his feet while resting her head on his stomach, Erika sat on his right side, and Velvet rested on his lap.
"Tell me, do you plan to make them demon knights, too? " Vinea's concerned voice slipped from her lips as she gripped his calves, her fingers trembling slightly.
"No, I don't plan on making them knights, but they need some strength to survive and help us. We need loyal manpower."
Asmodeus rubbed her hands and gently squeezed her soft white skin. "So I will make them Demon Warriors."
"Demon Warriors?" Lumina asked curiously, raising her head from his shoulder.
"Yes, my cute spider, Demon Warriors." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"What's the difference?"
Velvet seemed interested—her lips curled into an amused smile as she traced circles on his thigh.
"Demon Knights are half-blooded Demons after gaining my trust and affection. Different from yourselves and your sisters, whereas Demon Warriors will be mixed, somewhere between human and demon, enough to give them strength but still keep their humanity."
"At most they will be a quarter demon, but ideally only enough to be demon enough to no longer look at you girls in that way, so they accept you."
He lifted Velvet's hand and kissed her knuckles gently.
"So they won't be like us..." Vinea said sadly.
"Or the knights?" Erika also added—with her eyes narrowed into delighted crescents.
"They will be treated well, as long as they accept me, and know to respect and worship you girls as their new queens."