Chapter 5: My splendid subordinates and a rigged game

I was currently in the living quarters of the dungeon. This dungeon was located under the mountain of Athos in the Demonic Kingdom of Villainia.

As I have learned after my arrival here from a map in the Demon General’s room was that the World of Gaia was currently divided into four kingdoms.

To the middle there was our Kingdom, the Demonic Kingdom, Villainia. To the South you had the human Kingdom called Aeterna. To the East was the Elven Kindom called Selenia and to the West you had the dwarven kingdom Hammerlin.

But what about the North some might ask. Well the north was depicted in the map that I have studied under the name of Frozen Lands. Mysteriously enough there was only a faint symbol marking what seemed to be a city. Yet, no name was written for this city.

Anyway right now, it’s a slow Saturday night. No invasion from any race to try and harm our King and I am currently sitting at a table by the fireplace playing cards with my loyal surbordinates, which by the way I am proud to say I had hand picked by myself.

On my right, I have Nico. His full name was Nicolas Romanov, he looks like a 30 year old human male but he’s actually an incubus. What’s an incubus one might ask?

Well, as I have read in one of the books found in my room an incubus is a demon male who lies upon sleepers, especially women, in order to engage in sexual activity with them and suck their life force.

He has short silver hair, much like mine, though mine are long, a handsome face with dark blue eyes, pointy ears similar to those of an elf , and a tall slender body although slightly shorter that my own.

He appears to be at what a human would call the age of 30. He is a handsome guy, even though his skin color was a bit on the pale side.

I must admit that because of his looks, I was jealous of him at first, but after truly getting to know him I liked the guy and even pitied him for ending up with a wife like that.

As for the aforementioned wife , well… she is currently sitting across me at the table.

Right now, she’s sporting a long midnight black dress, with an abysmal décolletage, one that would make even a priest to forget his vows and denounce all his religious beliefs (and that’s true as I’ve seen it happen on a raid 20 years ago when some wannabees heroes came in order to kill the Demon King)

What happened after that you ask? Well, let’s just say that without a priest there was nothing the heroes could do but die a swift and merciful death in the hands of her husband Nico.

I didn’t even lift a finger in that confrontation and yet all of them were killed, but I guess it was some sort of divine retribution for those guys lusting this femme fatale that so happened to be the aforementioned wife of this guy. Nico might seem as a cool and gentle guy but he can get insanely jealous as well.

So, let’s get back to describing this femme fatale that is currently sitting across me. As I was saying, she’s beautiful with 36D breasts, red long straight hair reaching all the way to her back, just a bit curly at the end as if to highlight her glorious behind that briefly reminded me of a classic song I once heard during my time on Earth “Anaconda” I think was the name?

Truly, she had a voluptuous body, even though she was a bit on the short side at 1.65 m tall. She was a true little spit fire, a succubus and she had the exact same goals as her husband, with the only difference being that her targets were all male.

Her name when she was alive was Nicolette Scarlet and she was a noble, at least that’s what she keeps telling me when she demands for me to call her “Dutchess Nicolette” instead of Niki.

Needless to say, she stopped making any demands after threatening her that I was going to transfer her husband to an affiliate dungeon on the Human Kingdom. The thought of not getting any, cleared any misconceptions on her part about who was boss!

Last but not least, on my left I have a true nobility…not! On my left, a small kid around the age of 12 is sitting.

He’s currently trying to take a peak with his eyeglasses to my cards. His alleged name was Prince Vlad the 3rd, a former noble in the Humans kingdom 300 years ago with a vast fortune and thousands acres of lands and villagers under his command. That was what he said to me at least the first time I met him, after I had released him from a necklace that an ex hero (I think it might be the wizard though I’m not good with faces, basically I block out of my memory anyone I deem unworthy) 20 years ago accidentally, after decapitating being killed that is, dropped.

The little prince (sarcastically saying his title as in no way did he have any cuteness on him after opening his mouth) which as soon as I saw him named him Harry Porker was also a demon and to specific he was a vampire.

Why I gave him that name some might ask? Well the reason is simple… when I was still in high school I saw the classic movie of a short black haired guy wearing eyeglasses dressed in a black robe and casting spells. His name was something like that I think, but seeing as the one sitting next to me is always eating like a pig and has puffy cheeks, I found the last name Porker fitting.

Although he didn’t like it at first after two weeks of no food he learned to like it very much!

Some might think that a short chubby 12 year old with eyeglasses on his black eyes, puffy cheeks and a long robe reaching to his feet sweeping the floor might be cute, but boy are you wrong!

Once this guy opens his mouth the things that come out would put a truck driver to shame. Such vulgarity I never knew that it existed! Some would be shocked to ever hear a young boy like him swear like that, but I have grew accustomed to him, after all he was 300 years old!

Currently he’s sipping a bloody mary, a drink prepared by yours truly, which he was delighted to try for the first time I have prepared that for him, saying something about reminding him of the glorious days of the past, but I’m not sure what he meant and I don’t really care to find out either.

He also has a steak tartar on the plate in front of him which I find quite revolting, not sure how he even enjoys that bloody stuff but I’m not going to complain as him stuffing his face, gives to the rest of us the peace of quiet we need.

Well my quiet game of poker comes to an end when Porker decided to declare his hand.

“Full House Bitches! I win! Show me the doe!”

“What the hell Porker! How the fuck did you get that kind of hand?” I yelled as I was sure that my three of a kind was surely gonna win this round.

“Your evilness” he said slyly, “ It was but mere luck that has granted me this win! Now if you please, I am going to take my winnings and go to bed, since I am sure it’s past my bedtime!”

“Cut the crap Porker and for fucks sake wipe the bloody sauce of your face! You’ve never heard of handkerchiefs? You know what? Fuck it!!! Nico, Niki, grab him and turn him upside down!”

Following my orders, the incubus-succubus couple grabbed him by his legs and turned him upside down. Numerous cards came raining down from his body.

“I knew it! You were cheating! You were trying to pull a number on me you little shit? I’m going to……”

Just as I was going to say what I was going to do to him, which by the way wouldn’t be considered pretty. Loud voices coming from the dungeon’s hall were heard.

“ Intruders!” I yelled, happy that my Saturday night finally became interesting.

“I hope these guys will at least be more interesting than the previous ones were. Porker come with me! Nico and Niki, you both stay here and I will call you if I need you. Oh, and by the way Niki, cover yourself a little bit! I don’t want a repeat of last time!”

After giving them my orders, me and Harry Porker marched towards the grand hall.

I was leading the way, while he was following me. I will still cautious of the little brat, I just hope he doesn’t put a sign on my back that says “MALAKAS” again like the last time…..

(Malakas is a greek word. The british equivalent would be a wanker as for the American one it is asshole)