Arpious of the Planes - 517 Marraige With The Devil

She stabbed towards me, but the movement was so big that I practically read her like a book and stepped outside of the range, charging up another large swing which my daughter fully read.

Yet, her movement was already in the drilling motion, which I hopped over and simultaneously swung my sword down, stopping just before it could slice her head in half.

“Huff… huff… huff… huff… holy shit-“

“Ay! What did I say about cursing!?” Fol shouted before quickly running over here and separating us back into our respective sides of the garden. “Now, you know what she’s like, so don’t brute force it. She’s smart, powerful, and fast, meaning you have to outwit her in at least two of these sections.”

Fol gave our daughter some good advice, but now I was going to switch it up just to see the surprise on my naive daughter’s face.

As soon as the pep talk was over, Fol started the match yet again, allowing me to take a deeper stance and then boost off straight toward her.

The surprise on her expression was adorable as she stumbled back, seeing just how fast I could really get, but she didn’t give up just yet.

As I flew towards her, she immediately ducked down and, this time, summoned two icy daggers that looked to be as strong or possibly even stronger than the lance that she previously wielded.

Her swift swings up nearly caught a few strands of my hair, but it wasn’t long before I spun around and balled my fist, slamming it into the girl’s chest.

She was pressed against the ground, creating a small crack beneath her which just displayed the amount of power I produced for that single punch.

“Unfair…” She whined as I got off of her and helped her stand right back up on her two feet.

“What? Would you rather have me hold back even more than before? I wouldn’t mind doing that to entertain you,” I smirked, slightly taunting her as she glared at me intensely.

“Tch… I’m going inside!” She shouted, storming away back into our house, leaving just me and Fol to stand there in our beautiful garden, chuckling at our daughter’s reaction.

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(Devil POV)

When I came to pick up Arpious, I noticed she was dressed in a beautiful black dress, and atop her head was a golden crown laced with so many jewels that it nearly sparkled like its own star.

The beaming sun from above was incredibly beautiful, completely opposite to where we were going to be having our wedding.

“Shall we get going?” I asked, placing out my hand, and she hesitated for a just moment before taking it and waving one of her daughters goodbye.

I barely even glanced at the daughter as we teleported straight to the deepest and lowest plane in the universe… hell.

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“Please step forward,” A man’s voice called out, and Arpious immediately snapped her head behind herself, seeing the demon whose presence she was most likely unable to feel.

“You’re a bit too strong….” Arpious chuckled wearily before stepping towards him and placing her feet on the designated stone patches in the blossoming field of red flowers.

The flowers were just at their bloom, and with a bit of magic, I was able to speed up the process to reveal a powerful wave of sparkling gold pollen, which the flowers released ever so gently.

As they wafted through the field, Arpious shielded her eyes but soon noticed that was unneeded with this kind of pollen.

It was a spectacular sight but didn’t have a physical presence within our realm and instead was mainly used to ward off evil ghosts or spirits.

It was a fast and awkward marriage, with Arpious being surprised multiple times, especially by the number of gifts I had prepared for her.

But what probably surprised her the most was the ring that I pulled out, which she soon noticed had disappeared from her ring finger.

“Huh? Wha-? When did you steal that?” She stuttered, but I just gave her a little teasing wink before gently grabbing her hand and placing the ring back on the finger it truly and most definitely deserved to be on.

“Now, please kiss the bride… er- brides?” The demon muttered, causing us to chuckle ever so slightly before I grabbed both of her hands and brought her in for a soft long kiss, injecting a few phermones down her esophagus to forcefully warm her up to me.

I wouldn’t be surprised if her body immediately neutralized it or possibly absorbed it as a skill, but it was still worth a shot.

“Mmm…”

Her lips were soft and plump, and as she attempted to retreat, I wrapped my arm around her back, pulling her back in.

She once again attempted to retreat, but as I saw the pheromones physically begin to change her body, otherwise known as dilating her pupils, I felt her body relax, allowing her to melt in my arms just before we broke away.

“Hah… hah… hah… hah… what the hell…” She wiped her lips of my saliva but just couldn’t get rid of the blush, which spread and further through her face and crawled all the way down to her neck.

“Are you complaining? Surely your other wives couldn’t compete,” I smirked, the dilation in her pupils flickering as if her body was soon adapting to my pheromones.

What a powerful woman… I’m glad I get to work with her.

“Shut the hell up….” She wiped her lips again before looking up at me, the demon who announced our marriage disappearing into thin air. “So, what now?”

“Well, first… we should get rid of this bug,” my voice darkened as I turned to the very edge of the garden of red flowers, squinting my eyes as I stared intently at the man who unleahsed a powerful wave of bloodlust.

“Siren… I’ve been waiting for you.”