Chapter 38: Cast Down Your Kings (Part 11)

"Oh now what do you have? Can't you stop fucking around for more than a single moment?"

"Well excuse me for having a refined palate while you're about as boring as they come. Except you never come for me so you don't even have that going for you."

"The day I stick my cock in any of your holes is the day I ask for every sickness under the stars to ravage my body."

"You've been using that joke for decades, it's gotten old."

"And you keep trying to usurp my position by having me fall to your debatable charms."

Barka gave Cherry a stubborn glare as the Succubus snuck back into their concealed lookout position, a hefty handful of olives in her grasp as she ate them with clear relish.

"We're on the job, not here to have a taste test of the local crops that we're supposed to be protecting."

"Who says we can't do both? You're just jealous you didn't think of doing this earlier, stop being a dick about everything."

Resisting for the thousandth time the urge to beat the petulance out of his subordinate Barka instead turned his attention back to the orchard they were guarding, allowing himself a private moment of appreciation towards the verdant display they were observing.

The sharp looking leaves, twisting trunks and muted colors were a sharp contrast to the earthy and dark soil the countless plants were located on, branches heavy with their bounty as a few workers traveled in and out of the rows, filling their baskets as the Extra Legion commander took a deep breath of the air-

-and immediately felt his mood sour as Cherry giggled, staring at him with a knowing look as she chirped, "You know you don't look half bad when you're not all asshole and grumpy-like."

"And you're going to fucking keep that to yourself, is that clear?"

"Ugh, and never not half bad for more than three seconds at a time, what a waste."

Fully ready to respond to the Succubus' usual brand of bullshit Barka put the desire on hold as the wards keyed to their section of the plantation triggered briefly, both Extra Legion soldiers putting their eternal feud on hold to instead pay attention to their surroundings, eyes scanning the terrain and watching for any signs of trouble.

Within a few minutes they found it, a group of three roughly clothed individuals and one modestly garbed one at the head of a small wagon using a small path that was very much off the beaten one to approach in a manner that was both stealthy without being obvious in said stealth.

"The usual?"

"Do it. And try not to enjoy yourself too much."

"I make no promises~!"

The Succubus merrily giggled as she undid the clasps on her lower armor pieces, darting into the shade of a tree along the road the quartet were taking while Barka nestled deeper into the concealed blind, fingers curling around the haft of the enforcement tool Merlin had given them in, eagerly anticipating something to alleviate the tedium of having to interact with Cherry all the time.

The cart rolled on by, the Legion member's sharp hearing immediately picking up the soft sound of erotic panting and moaning as the Succubus used her inherent powers to craft a fantasy of her being railed against a bit of the local flora, the quartet pausing in their approach with clear wariness before identifying the source of the noise, frowning at each other before slowly approaching, relaxing slightly upon 'seeing' the sight of Cherry taking it rather impressively.

"Madam? We hate to interrupt, but-"

Giving a convincing shriek of embarrassment the Succubus jumped upright, her 'lover' fleeing into the orchard without a backwards glance as Barka could practically taste the exasperation and annoyance drifting off of the invading four, the disguised merchant or village leader stating, "While not a particularly private area to pursue fits of lust we will nonetheless ask that you point us towards the one who owns this orchard, we wish to purchase some of these new-"

BZZT!

One of the quartet collapsed in a twitching and seizing heap, a combination of lightning and various plant poisons injected directly into his body as a smooth reverse swing caught a second below the chin, another intruder hitting the ground hard as the remaining two spun to face their attacker…except one was clearly lost in one of the Succubus' illusions or fantasies, whirling to face an enemy that wasn't there as the final one only managed to block a single one of Barka's blows before Cherry came at him from behind, smacking him with another of their blunt instruments of choice as the third ate dirt just like the other two, the fourth distracted and confused enemy receiving a bored clock on the chin that left the pair of Extra Legion members with four unconscious and stunned idiots on their hands.

"You know these things are pretty gosh darn handy. Makes me wish we'd had them beforehand."

"Save it and help me tie these idiots up."

"Ooh, kinky~!"

Fighting back the urge to whack his partner across her obscenely fat tits with aforementioned marvels of engineering Barka instead went about his work with a calm efficiency, barely a minute passing before they were staring at a quartet of unlucky fools.

"So now what? I'm personally all for starting to kill off a couple of these idiots to send a message that they should stop messing with us, playing with kiddie gloves is starting to piss me off."

"Not our orders."

"And since when have we ever cared about fulfilling our orders more than the absolute minimum necessary?"

"When the ones giving them had caused us less casualties in three years than we used to suffer in a month? Yes, I care very much about listening to and carrying out their orders. Now stop flapping both of your lips and get a move on, these four have an appointment with their interrogator of the week."

"Ugh, maybe they'll at least let me fuck some answers out of them. I've been backed up for weeks and someone isn't putting out."

"Yeah, I'll sooner fuck one of these trees than go anywhere near your rancid cunt."

"You're such a boring leader, you know that? Also refusing a Succubus for so long merely makes them more inclined to get what they want, hmm~?"

Shooing the woman away Barka returned to his watch station as Cherry grumpily dragged the four deeper into the plantation, reclining in the shade of their hunter's blind before taking a deep, grateful breath that his annoying partner was going to be busy for the next hour or so.

Better yet, she'd left some of her olives behind, the hybrid popping one of them into his mouth and relishing in the sharp taste they offered as he resisted the urge to take a brief nap.

As far as being dealt a shitty hand in life went things were currently only occasionally shit with plenty of entertainment and fun to be had along the way. Guarding vibrant and natural plantations was a fuckload more enjoyable and cushy than slogging it through some toxic and hazard fraught environment of the month, not to mention constantly humiliating and shitting on the Leraje and Heaven was pretty damn cathartic.

Ironically leaving most of them alive was way more fulfilling than just killing them. Seeing their ashamed and downtrodden expressions as they got the boot was pretty damn funny no matter how many times he saw it.

"Three years come and gone, huh?"

The male reflected that he would have never expected to find such purpose and fulfillment serving a dog of Lucifer but Harris and the rest had certainly proven to be an odd yet charismatic bunch. Never mind that they seemed to have their fingers on the pulse of their enemies to a frightening degree, as well as a whole bevy of tricks and strategies that no one seemed to know how to deal with.

The dozen farms, gardens and whatever other words existed for places where shit grew had proven to be a huge magnet of both commerce and aggressive action, Humans, Devils, Angels and even a few other unconventional persons showing up to get a piece of the pie. And through it all Harris - or Robin, or Merlin or whoever - had realized that both Heaven and the Leraje were going to be a lot more interested in keeping the plantations and their lucrative gains intact as opposed to destroying them, both factions avoiding the rather obvious solution of just carpet bombing the locations from on high with impunity, instead getting progressively creative - or desperate, depended on who you asked - with their attempts to outmaneuver or infiltrate the farms.

The Legion had been kept pretty busy with all of the various schemes and the only real question that hadn't been answered in regards to their overall game plan was what their end goal in all of this was.

Sure, pissing off and inconveniencing their foes was nice and all but once they started actually harvesting and transporting the crops it was only going to be a matter of time before the Extra Legion's smaller numbers were overwhelmed with so many places to guard or the other factions figured out how to grow their own shit.

"...Ah well, I'm sure they have something in mind."

Kicking the proverbial can further down the road Barka settled in to wait, figuring that his shift was going to be over in a few hours and that it might not be a bad idea to catch a quick snooze under the nicely shaded trees.

"We know what you're here to do and why, all that remains is for you to select one of two choices, your immediate future depending on those answers."

Serafall quietly sat to the side of the unconventional interrogation chamber Merlin had grown for them, watching with no shortage of bemusement as what had at one time been open enemies now worked in surprising rapport to carry out their responsibilities.

"You may answer our questions completely and truthfully and be sent on your way no worse for wear OR, if you are needlessly recalcitrant, you shall be shipped off to Lucifaad where you will enjoy the hospitality of whichever of my Lord's servants he deems to send you to."

Grayfia's eyes narrowed, appearing very much like the witch she was often made out to be by enemies of Lucifer, aura unapproachable and cold as she stared down at the four captured Devils of Leraje with no shortage of implied threat.

"And I imagine it goes without saying how unpleasant of an ordeal that would be for all of you should such a scenario come to pass."

Sirzechs stepped in, a relaxed smile and affable air a sharp counterpoint to Grayfia's glacial presence as red contrasted sharply with silver, the younger Devil reassuringly stating, "Despite all of that unpleasantness I can assure that if you're forthright and honest with us then no harm - momentary or permanent - shall befall you beyond what you've already suffered. Something your comrades - provided they did not lie to your faces - will have confirmed."

He took a seat before the sullen yet silent quartet, spreading his hands as he said, "We do not request that you give is troop formations, force composition or the overall plans of the rest of your comrades, we wish only to know what your orders were and how you intended to carry them out, something we already have a rough idea of considering we've been having this conversation quite a lot as of late with other factions and your fellows in arms."

Serafall resisted the urge to smirk as her friend put on a truly winning smile of kindness and openness that would have fooled even her if she didn't know any better.

"Well? Your decision?"

For a few moments there was nothing but sullen silence, the four intruders meeting the local trio's expressions with guarded demeanors…and the supposed leader grumbled, "What, exactly, happens if we answer your questions here and now?"

"The exact same thing that has happened to all of your comrades previously. You will be warped to a random location only partially of our choosing to make your way back to your station as you see fit or are able, removing you from the battle for some time."

Grayfia set her gaze on one of the Devils in particular, voice containing a razor's edge of killing intent and purpose.

"As this repeat offender has rather definitively proven."

Ice crept over the room, cracking and shattering in a faked show of annoyance as the 'repeat offender in question found his tongue, bitterly responding, "Not all of us did, Lucifuge."

"And some of our number have perished in your raids. We have already gone above and beyond what any halfway competent or sane leader would offer their foes and you should consider yourself lucky that you are merely being exiled to live and fight another day rather than being tortured and executed in retribution."

Right on cue Sirzechs peaceably raised his hands, the ice and chill receding from the room as he soothingly stated, "This is war and the reality is that death accompanies it. You have the terms of this agreement, all that remains is for you to take it or not."

Serafall - having seen this particular stage play carried out in quite a few different iterations - wasn't all that surprised when in less than a minute the leader slowly spoke up with, "We were to disguise ourselves as a small merchant caravan, integrating ourselves with the plantations workers and discovering the secret to growing the myriad crops or to question and potentially kidnap one with the prerequisite knowledge. Discovering who owned these plots of land was another potential objective."

"As well as where all of these goods were intended to go, yes?"

"...Right."

Serafall nodded to the pair, taking her leave as they had essentially gotten confirmation of everything they had suspected and known for a long time. More to the point, the Leraje were getting sloppy with their attempts and had taken an approach that resembled, as Harris had put it, 'throwing shit at a wall and seeing what stuck'.

Eae, on the other hand, had gone in the complete opposite direction of being so subtle that for the last year they had only caught wind of scattered reports about Heaven's forces skirmishing with the Leraje and not much else, discovering a plot to infiltrate one of the plantations only after Merlin went in person to inspect them and discovering the spy through what Serafall had learned was a 'creative' use of Calla Lilies.

While the Devil had never heard of the plant before the application was clear to see, the Angel an erect and blushing mess as they had booted him off to an unknown location. He hadn't seemed to be in any danger of Falling but his expression - like a little boy caught by his parent's with his dick out - had drawn more than a few snickers from both her and the Extra Legion, even Sirzechs and Grayfia seeming a bit amused by the debacle.

…Well, Sirzechs had only found it funny after he'd gotten over the second-hand embarrassment of his parents walking in on him masturbating for the first time. The Gremorys being the hyper affectionate and involved family they were her friend had had to sit through several hours of in-depth explanations and reassurances before being allowed to salvage what little he could of his dignity.

While Serafall envied Sirzech's close bond with his family there were times such as those where she was glad her parents had been more…aloof. Her first self-pleasuring session had been calmly and professionally explained, for which the black-haired Devil was eternally thankful.

"And on the subject of sex…"

She made her way to cozy cabin Merlin had grown for their leader and his companions, nodding to the few Extra Legion lounging about in the distance as she made to report that there was little to report-

-and paused, hand on the door as despite the considerable soundproofing she heard the unmistakable sounds of fucking, a warmth percolating in her cheeks as she immediately felt her mind run wild with all of the potential debauchery occurring inside.

Harris had proven that he was capable of a wide variety of forms and bodies and that they could be used in a variety of intriguing ways…

"Okay, this I HAVE to see."

After all, it had been a fair few years before she'd gotten to really sit down and do anything fun.

"F-fuuuuuuck~!"

Under any other circumstance Harris would have been caught off guard by the vocal and breathy moan from Robin, the trembling and rocking of her body as his fingers slid in and out of her dripping cunt normally accompanied by low pants and moans rather than full-bodied exclamations.

That was more Merlin's style.

But quite frankly he couldn't be bothered to give a shit, such was his current euphoria as an additional pair of white-haired beauties paid him all sorts of wonderful attention.

Aforementioned Magus was running her tongue up and down his chest, teeth playfully nibbling at his nipples before expert swirls of her glistening muscle teased the divots and welts she raised, hips gyrating and shivering against his hand as she deliberately brought herself to climax before backing off, prolonging her rapture as deep and sensuous moans filled Harris' ears.

But the crown jewel of the experience was Est trying her best to deepthroat him, the tiny Sword Spirit releasing muffled whines and coughs as she tried with great enthusiasm to fit his generously sized cock down her tiny throat, cheeks bulging with effort and pale skin shining red with effort as the Shapeshifter felt as if he were on cloud nine, the svelte insides of her body grasping and trembling in a way that seemed tailor made to heighten his pleasure to positively illegal levels.

"Ready, Est?"

A few frantic puffs of air from her cute little nose as Harris felt his balls tighten and shaft pulse, orgasm sending stars dancing through his vision as his seed rushed down the Elemental Waffe's convulsing throat, a brief gurgle leaving her as she heroically tried to handle his cum-

-and a brief spurt shot out of her nostrils, the tiny girl dragging herself off of his length with a wet pop before a series of adorable coughs left her convulsing body, trembling finger wiping around her mouth and nose as she collected the cum that covered it, licking off the residue material with obvious relish as the male stared at the image with a smirk.

"There's something truly wondrous about a loli getting off on drinking your cum."

"Fu fu fu~! It seems our dear little Est is being extra adventurous today, why don't we see how far she can go, hmm~?"

Merlin's sultry and lust-drunk words coincided with her picking up the smaller girl and setting her on her lap, a wooden and flower-covered bench sprouting from the ground as the Magus placed her hands on the inside of Est's thighs, spreading her legs wide and providing a clear view into both of their dripping folds, Robin coming up behind Harris and lacing her arms around his waist, hands drifting downwards to firmly grasp and stroke his still erect length as she hummed, "I think Merlin may actually throw a fit if she isn't allowed to spend some quality time with Est, Harris. Indulge her?"

"Oh that was the plan. And there's no need to leave one waiting when I can just do this."

Exercising his now practically seamless and instinctual abilities a second swaying and thick phallus sprouted from his groin with little delay, Merlin practically drooling at the sight as Est began to breathe with muted excitement, both their pussies practically quivering with anticipation as fluid all but gushed freely from their holes as Robin giggled with delight, guiding both rods to their respective sleeves as she mused, "As much as I'd like to receive in this particular scenario I don't think I'd mind being in control for a moment or two…whoops."

With entirely false concern Robin bumped her hips against Harris' and pushed him forward just enough that both of his cocks slipped inside of Merlin and Est, both women moaning in their own respective ways as the male had to grit his teeth, not entirely used to the fresh and overwhelming sensation of having two dicks inside of unfairly warm and ridged holes-

"Well, Serafall? Care to join in?"

-and blinked, the three joined individuals glancing to the door where it had been minutely cracked open, the Devil in question having the decency to appear mildly embarrassed by her voyeurism before bluntly informing, "We picked up another quartet of Leraje that were trying to get onto the plantation. Just thought that I'd let you know."

"Sure. Now either get the fuck out or join in, you're ruining the mood."

Merlin's equally blunt response seemed to throw the black-haired Devil into a serious dilemma, eyes darting from their joined genitals to their unblinking gazes…and Robin seemed to be in a particularly naughty mood at the moment, 'accidentally' pushing Harris once again so that he was sheathed entirely within his two partners, Est mewling with delight as his healthily sized member caused her groin to swell with its size, Serafall finally seeming to throw in the proverbial towel as she muttered, "We'll be around," before retreating, the Shapeshifter shaking his head even as Robin playfully nibble on his shoulder, remarking, "It seems like we're almost ready to begin the next series of steps, doesn't it? The harvests are just about ready."

"No arguments here, looks like we'll be talking to dear old Lucifer in no time at all-"

"If you two are going to talk about work in the middle of sex I'm leaving."

The Magus of Flower's grouchy words coincided with Est adorably pouting at the conversing duo, Harris shrugging before flexing his hips in a way that drew pleased moans from both his partners, Robin shaking her head before joining in on the fun.