The scent of decay.
Acrid and nauseating air spreads everywhere. Cordyceps and other types of mushroom flourish at the countless bodies scattered around Beelzebub. The stems of the fungus glow in short intervals as it happily feeds on the clotted blood and fluids from the orifices of different victims.
"..."
Beelzebub resizes themselves to fit enough the building with a partially demolished roof. The bright red tendrils wiggling on their back wrap around one of the victims whose head sprouts cordyceps that their left eye had been gouged out and their forehead forcibly pushed open.
"Let's see..."
Beelzebub lets the upside down corpse hang in front of their face. They gently poke their clawed index finger through the chin. A simple push and an echoing crack snaps the decaying and drying skin of the neck.
"Hmm..."
Not only the skin tears like fragile rubber, a part of the spine is torn open and leaves several inches of the bone swinging at the severed head. Beelzebub shrugs their shoulders and proceeds to slowly bite the severed head stuck on the tip of their finger.
"Crunchy and exotic" Beelzebub nods in approval
The headless corpse is carelessly flung to the side by Beelzebub, and it ends smashing against piles of corpses with missing body parts. Beelzebub gags to spit out out bits of human skull and teeth irritating their throat.
"Ugh..."
The bits are covered entirely by their red mucus as it slides and drops down from their tongue.
"Eat...eat, and eat. That hunger will never be satisfied, isn't it?"
Compared to the other victims, Littorio is entangled by veins with warm blood constantly flowing and tightly pressed against a wall. Her arms are spread open while her position forces to be constantly sitting down. Other than Beelzebub, her only company is two drained corpses beside her.
"You're sloppy and lacks grace. How can you enjoy a luxurious feast when you chow down on trash?" Littorio proudly smirks
"Food is food. What it looked like doesn't matter so long as I can taste them"
"Taste is important, but to a gourmet, there must always be presentation. No one would munch on a meal that looks like wet soil"
"Humans are quite picky, yet this generation is reeking with fats wrapped around your belly. You enjoy lavish feasts - mowing down on all the juciest meat and fattening yourselves out of enjoyment" Beelzebub grits their teeth
"Hahaha! To dine...and feast is the pleasure of...humans. It's our natural desire to eat...but our tastes have evolved over generations"
Littorio is gravely exhausted when she lightly pants even while speaking softly. About half of her strength has been drained from their body, a natural effect of Beelzebub's parasitic nature.
"You learn from absorbing others, Beelzebub. When you first appeared, you were incapable of uttering a proper word"
"I was weak due to starvation..."
"Look at you now. Feasting on everyone unfortunate to cross your path with nothing but the desire to eat without rest"
"I am gluttony, the excess hunger for all things. Conflict, power, knowledge, riches, and food. To desire more than what you have and what you can grasp is both greed and gluttony"
"Have you ever once thought why you always desire to eat?"
"Hmm..."
In the moment of deep thought, Beelzebub actually wags their tail in...curiosity. Beelzebub can understand and speak the same human does, but their curiosity would be child-like if it isn't for their impulsive feasting.
"Why would I need to question it? Humans study eat when hungry, sleep when tired, and bathe when filthy. My hunger is ingrained to much just as much as your daily routines will always be present"
Beelzebub presses their elbow on the ground and rests their chin on their curled fists. Lucifer and Asmodeus finds amusement in entertaining human curiosity, something Beelzebub has imititated.
"Tell me, do you intend to make me suffer before devouring me? You tore kansens and swallowed them, but you captured me in one piece and even healed my wounds"
"Again and again - being repetitive is growing stale. That's why I've been curious about human tastes. Why is it you never get sick of eating the same food?"
"The simple answer is moderation. If we eat the same kind of meal everyday, we will grow to despise it. That's why humans develop variety! A simple potato can be french fries, mashed potato, potato chips, and even hash browns"
"My kin Asmodeus pointed me to the direction of humans. They said I needed a new perspective in order to enjoy my meals"
"You should learn how to prepare and cook your meals first. The Royal Navy's King George V learned to cook in order to sate her appetite"
"..."
Through the shared information between their kind, Beelzebub accesses their memory and searches for the brief encounter with King George V. A knight with long golden hair and known to always draw her saber in battle while her regal red cape flutters.
"If you weren't such a vicious abomination, you should have taken up a career in cooking. I do lament you cannot be human as your sin is born from us humans after all..."
"This won't be the last time we will face each other. By the time we cross paths again, my face will not be my own"
Of all the humans Beelzebub has faced, it's the first time they have grown enthusiastic and even curious at their behavior. They smiled, but it only appears a wide grin of exposed rows of shark-like teeth.
...
...
...
Cold and gentle water brushes against Tirpitz's face. Everything around her is silent and light that she breathes out a sigh of relief.
[Lucifer...I can smell you here. Your scent is in this place. I know you're lurking somewhere...]
Beelzebub's unusually calm voice echoes within an empty space. They express their displeasure with a growl that causes a mild quake.
[Lucifer, don't touch any of my meals! They're mine to feast on]
"Beel...zebub...?" Tirpitz groans while she rubs her eyes
The beast themselves aren't present, but their voice echoes in the dark corners of her mind.
Blood will lead you back to me, but I will drag you out. Should you defy me, I will tear you apart...
Another one is present. It's not a beast of pulsating and tumorous flesh, but someone who presented themselves above everyone else. The pinnacle of arrogance speaks in a calm yet distant manner.
"Lu...cifer"
Tirpitz immediately recognized the voice despite not encountering Lucifer herself. Beelzebub's senses briefly flow as her own. While they're usually impatient and agonizing over their endless hunger, Beelzebub is cautious and silent. They cannot speak or act due to Lucifer's ability extending even if they're not present.
"What I believe is the truth, what I declare is the law, what I will is the reality...and what I desire is my possession"
"...!"
Tirpitz immediately gasps for air when she's forcibly woken up by the searing and blinding gaze of Lucifer's bright golden eyes staring directly at her.
"Someone..."
The exact feeling is a large metallic hand covered in repugnant mucus slaps her away before Lucifer manages to physically touch her with the edge of their claws.
"Lucifer, huh. More of their kind is ringing in my head..."
As much as Tirpitz shakes her head to distract her thoughts, the past two incidents stills rings. Abaddon and Asmodeus's voice crawls into her insides and seeps like sewage water. Mammon felt like prickling needles repeatedly tapping in her skull and reaching the back of her eyes.
"What pushed me to do something behind Bismarck's back. I know I'm not the type to go against her..."
Tirpitz pushes her legs on the side of her bed while she massages her aching temples from the pressure that nearly crushed her in her own mind.
"What was I thinking? I feel like I don't know myself anymore..."
No matter how much she minces her thoughts and base her personality, Tirpitz shakes her head when the result in her mind is blank and a faint echo. She hasn't forgotten much of her past, but she messes her hair when only a certain incident is left fragmented.
"...Would it even help? Right now, my infection is only being slowed down. If it ends up consuming me, then I'll have to find a faraway corner to kill myself. Bismarck might curse me this time, but it's better than regressing into a monster"
When Tirpitz gently closes her eyes imagining a possible future, her mind creates a scene of an enormous creature staring down at her. An image of insect appendages sprouting from a beating tumor flashes in her mind. What follows are tendrils crawling slithering in the orifices of a human head while flies fester and feast.
"You're still trying to haunt me, huh..."
Beelzebub's form has disappeared from her mind, yet their presence still lingers on the dark corner. Tirpitz can sense them gritting their teeth and impatiently clawing at the pitch-black corner.
"Oh right, my suspicious medicine..." Tirpitz lifts herself off her bed
The first thing Tirpitz remembers is her daily intake of the experimental drug provided to her. When she takes a few steps to her desk where the small case is always left, it remains closed but unlocked.
"Did I forgot yesterday?"
Tirpitz scratches her head and stares at it for a few seconds, but she shrugs her shoulders and proceeds to open it. Eight vials remains which is equals to days. She gently pulls out one and inspects the black liquid quietly bubbling one popped bubble at a time.
"Is it me or it tastes a bit different than when I first drank it? Maybe I'm growing used to the taste?" Tirpitz lightly clicks her tongue
The thought that something that initially tasted like rotting carcass and mold is adjusting to her senses of tastes makes her shudder. She's visibly nervous as it will affect what she consumes in the future which is her currently worst problem.
Meanwhile...
Friedrich der Grosse continues the research on the Leviathans alongside Odin while Bismarck is currently away.
"You've been keeping Beelzebub in check with suspicious drugs from the Northern Parliament" Odin lightly shakes a sealed test tube
"It's best to keep them within our reach. We won't learn anything from them if we keep them distant"
Friedrich der Grosse taps one of the screens in front of her and replays the recent incident at the Northern Parliament waters.
"That's..."
A clear footage of Sovetsky Soyuz standing firmly and staring at Beelzebub's wide open jaws displays a still image.
"Bismarck was slapped away..." Odin blinks
On a small screen at the right side, Friedrich der Grosse plays the moment of Beelzebub revealing their enormous form and slaps Bismarck to the side shortly after. They grit their teeth and clench their fists at Sovetsky Soyuz who only raises an eyebrow, unimpressed at the display of intimidation.
"Heh, to bear such a grudge against one person. Whatever Sovetsky Soyuz did, it earned the ire and grudge of a glutton" Friedrich der Grosse softly laughs
"Shouldn't we investigate those northern girls? They've been conducting research behind everyone's backs and even formulating chemical weapons"
"Let them"
Friedrich der Grosse swipes the screen to the left and plays the scene where Beelzebub's arm snaps off from their shoulder. Chkalov's aircraft bombarded Beelzebub with toxic gas that seeps into their body and a minute later, they lunge at Mammon.
"They can help us eliminate Beelzebub's resistance while using them for our advantage. We can use the power of the Leviathans against them" Friedrich der Grosse smirks
"We're making the same mistake of wielding powers beyond humanity. This will backfire" Odin shakes her head
"That's why we're proceeding with caution. Beelzebub made the mistake of physically merging with Tirpitz. We're going to make sure their host is their eternal prison-"
Friedrich der Grosse widens her eyes and immediately turns around when Lucifer's searing gaze and claws briefly squeeze her neck.
"What's the matter?" Odin tilts her head
"It felt as if a ghost was furious at me" Friedrich der Grosse massages her neck
"Right..."
"Perhaps one of them managed to eavesdrop on us, but it's not possible unless they left their mark or one of them is nearby. Beelzebub is currently disconnected from their kind"
"Disconnected? Is there any way they could reconnect?" Odin tilts her head
"The medicine is keeping Beelzebub at bay. Tirpitz is taking it daily to keep Beelzebub suppressed"
"Hopefully, both Iron Blood and Northern Parliament find a long-term solution. If not, we have to contain Tirpitz" Odin looks back at the screen
"..."
"What's wrong this time?"
"I keep remembering how Tirpitz threw her life away for a chance we can take down one of them."
"Does Bismarck know?"
"Of course not. If she knew, you'd see Bismarck seething with anger" Friedrich der Grosse chuckles
"Bismarck is surrounded by allies with secrets..."
"It can't be helped. Beelzebub might be listening and informing their kind through their telepathic connection"
Friedrich der Grosse frowns at the still image of badly injured Beelzebub seemingly reaching out to Bismarck while Mammon lies unconscious at the back.
Royal Navy base...
Bismarck takes a deep breath while she stands in front of the meeting room's doors. Queen Elizabeth and a leader from another faction are inside waiting for her before they begin.
(It's no surprise King George V reported everything to her queen. As a knight, it's her duty to fulfill her orders and keep no secret from her)
The image of Tirpitz's forced transformation is still ingrained in Bismarck's memory. She shakes her head to push aside the memory, but she couldn't ignore how a savage monster is also her sister.
"..."
Bismarck's grip tenses when she grabs the right lever door handle. She hesitates for a second before she pushes open one of the double doors.
(Sovetsky Soyuz?!)
The first person she spots is Queen Elizabeth with an impatient stare and her arms crossed, but widens her eyes upon spotting Sovetsky Soyuz on the right, quietly leaning on her chair.
"I didn't expect to see you here"
Bismarck pulls the chair on Queen Elizabeth's opposite side and the left side of Sovetsky Soyuz.
"I invited her too since you two are primarily involved with the whole commotion at the Northern Parliament"
"..." Bismarck and Sovetsky Soyuz look at each other
"As I've said, I lured those two Leviathans hoping Beelzebub will take down one of them" Sovetsky Soyuz shrugs her shoulders
"I admit I've known Tirpitz's condition, but I didn't know it was the actual Beelzebub"
Bismarck clenches her fists resting on her lap, but she can't fully hide her lingering shock and frustration when she clenches her teeth and frowns.
"I know it must have been difficult since you saw your own sister transform in front of you" Queen Elizabeth's tone softens for a moment
"It wasn't the result we aimed for when I first discussed the plan with Tirpitz" Sovetsky Soyuz speaks up to disperse the awkwardness
"You're tight-lipped about this" Bismarck frowns at her
"Of course. The method is confidential and risky. There was no guarantee it would work, but your sister volunteered knowing she might not survive"
"Why let her sacrifice herself?" Bismarck rests her left fist on the table
"This is no place to argue what's done!"
Queen Elizabeth mildly slams the table and clears her throat when the two stern leaders are already glaring at each other, seemingly prepared to escalate.
"Bismarck, Soyuz, we have more important matters to worry about. For example, your sister is unwilling host to a weakened Beelzebub. While this lessened the threat, this is only temporary" Queen Elizabeth puffs her chest while crossing her arms
"I know all about it. The Northern Parliament's drug keeps Beelzebub at bay and only serves to buy time until we can come up with a more effective solution" Bismarck takes a deep breath
"What do you plan to do once nothing works?"
"Tirpitz and I spoke about this, but she doesn't know the actual Beelzebub is parasitizing her. She intended to kill herself before it overwhelms her, and I told her I will have to execute her...as a last resort"
"Unfortunately she takes after you. If it's for the greater good, she won't hesitate to give up her own life" Queen Elizabeth massages her temples
"..." Sovetsky Soyuz stares at Bismarck
While the focus is on Bismarck, Sovetsky Soyuz's thoughts briefly drift to a memory of Tirpitz holding one of their riskiest experimental drugs contained within a large vial.
"What do you intend to currently do with your sister? Use her as a weapon as leverage, so Azur Lane won't kill her on the spot?" Queen Elizabeth narrows her eyes
"That would be considered mercy in their eyes, but if Tirpitz were to die without a more effective method against Beelzebub, the latter will break free and won't hold back on destroying us" Sovetsky Soyuz answers instead
"Knowing how obsessed and ruthless scientists can be, they'll more likely imprison her and conduct experiments. If Bismarck refuses, Iron Blood might be treated with hostility" Queen Elizabeth grunts under her breath
"That's a terrible idea as well. The slightest gap in Tirpitz's mental, emotional, and physical state will result in Beelzebub overtaking her. We can't even kill a single Leviathan, so there will be a massacre"
"..."
Queen Elizabeth loosens her arms and cold sweat rolls down her cheek. Much like the other leaders, her people suffered casualties. One such incident is Asmodeus standing on their hind legs and in awe while a port city is engulfed in flames and thousands burned to crisp as a result. By the time the flames have died out, unrecognizable charred corpses where piled in a mass grave.
"Even if Tirpitz is a stranger to me, as a queen, I cannot agree to unethical and cruel methods. A kansen who has fought for her people shouldn't be subjected to torment in the name of progress and victory!" Queen Elizabeth slams her fists on the table
"That means you have the Royal Navy's support regarding Beelzebub's situation"
"Aren't you being hasty, Queen Elizabeth? By involving yourself..."
"This concerns everyone. Beelzebub has attacked other nations as well, but if we can use their weakened state without tormenting the host to our advantage, then..."
"Although Iron Blood is being supported the Royal Navy and Northern Parliament, the same couldn't be said to the other factions. Littorio was a personal victim of Beelzebub in the past and Richelieu was nearly devoured"
The light moment immediately disappears when Sovetsky Soyuz reminds the two of the other leaders who remain unaware of the current truth.
"If Iron Blood isn't careful, it will strain your alliance with the Sardegna Empire. Littorio highly despised Beelzebub after being taken prisoner and slowly fed on her for days" Sovetsky Soyuz continues
"When that time comes, I hope neither of you interferes. I will take this burden alone because my people need not to suffer for my failures...again"
"You have to stop being such a martyr out of pride!"
Queen Elizabeth suddenly pushes her chair back as she quickly stands and points her flailing right hand at Bismarck.
"If we were to deal with Beelzebub, we must aim for Belphegor first. Their fluids weaken their kind to the point that they cannot function" Sovetsky Soyuz sighs
"Belphegor doesn't actively attack humans and keeps themselves mostly hidden. Even if we can find them, we cannot even approach them" Bismarck frowns again
"Didn't your people get a sample from Belphegor's black fluid?" Queen Elizabeth snaps her fingers
"Yes, but no kansen approached her. Th Sirens sacrificed Omitter to gain few liters of their black fluid. The Sirens have already lost Temperance and Moon. They cannot afford to carelessly sacrifice one of their Arbiters" Sovetsky Soyuz immediately replies
"What do you have in mind, Soyuz?" Bismarck senses the calmness in her
"Once drug we provided wears off, we need Beelzebub to shred Belphegor's defenses. The drug Tirpitz ingests is diluted. Pure essence from Belphegor's blood will severely suppress Beelzebub for long periods of time"
"You're suggesting I risk my sister's life for a plan with no guarantee and have her forcibly turn into that thing!"
Before the detailed plan is laid out, Bismarck quickly rejects the idea and the atmosphere in the room tenses again. Bismarck furiously slams the table and stands up while Sovetsky Soyuz briefly raises an eyebrow in genuine confusion.
"Even if this was the only way, can you guarantee Tirpitz will revert to being human and unscathed?" Bismarck takes a deep breath and regains her calm composure
"I can't..." Sovetsky Soyuz calmly answers
"There's no such thing as a straight path. Right now, we're not in the best emotional state to discuss alternatives"
Queen Elizabeth looks back and forth at Bismarck who sits back down and Sovetsky Soyuz whose expression remains stoic.
"As much as I despise it, we need the input of the Sirens. They have more data regarding Belphegor's capabilities. Even if Omitter got eliminated, they have direct contact and that's all that matters!" Queen Elizabeth proudly puffs her chest and smirks
"Their laiason is Observer Alpha. The Arbiters are mostly occupied with distracting the other Leviathans" Sovetsky Soyuz looks at Queen Elizabeth
"That's great! I hate her smug face, but we're on a temporary truce!"
"However, they're currently concerned with Lucifer. Yesterday, they informed me of Lucifer's prying eyes directed somewhere. Someone or something is being watched by them"
"We can't deal with Lucifer right now when they're the most dangerous and elusive" Bismarck quickly brushes it off
"I'm only informing you, Bismarck. You have to be careful as Beelzebub's actions might have gained their attention since we tricked Beelzebub into nearly killing Mammon"
"Then what do you suggest?" Bismarck leans at her chair
"Be careful on who you confide. It's either Lucifer is listening and using one of your own. Always keep an eye on Tirpitz before you find Beelzebub emerging within your waters"
"Then I can send one of my own to investigate" Queen Elizabeth raised her hand
"That's a bad idea. Lucifer can be sadistic and playful, but they're not careless when they're serious" Sovetsky Soyuz quickly answers
"She's right. Lucifer will be cautious and suspect if someone else is in our base"
"Lucifer always act high and mighty. That scoundrel thinks we're ants they can crush anytime they feel like it!" Queen Elizabeth places her hands on her hips
"That's not entirely wrong considering the Leviathans views us the same way we treat cockroaches"
"..."
Sovetsky Soyuz's nonchalant and stern response ruins Queen Elizabeth's mood as she couldn't discern if she's actually serious or trying to humor her.
Unknown Location...
An abandoned mansion in a once private island now serves as one of Lucifer's favorite places to spend their afternoon. The gold-painted steel, glistening silk window curtains, and dark red walls serve to mimic how English nobles once lived in luxury.
"Hmm..."
Now, said owner is a skeleton wearing a ragged tuxedo wrapped in golden thorns while sitting and being used as a medium. Gold and silver cutlery spread across the table, organized by Lucifer to be placed in front of each chair as a somewhat obsessive desire for order.
"I gave you the honor of accepting an audience, so you better make it worth it. If it's worthless, don't expect to leave alive" The skeleton drops their jaws
A pair of golden dots glow like flames in the hollow eye sockets while staring at an elegant woman proudly dressed in a white and red dress.
"I've heard you spared the Sovetsky Soyuz and Bismarck by forcibly teleporting your kind away"
Roma seeks confirmation while she sits at the nearest chair to the puppeted skeleton's left side.
"If Bismarck and Sovetsky Soyuz were to fall, then Iron Blood and the Northern Parliament wouldn't be as interesting anymore" Lucifer chuckles
"You're like playing in a sand box..." Roma shakes her head
"Being in nothingness can be boring. The more humanity progressed, the more I became aware. A consumerist era made us thrive and discord among humans drew us. It was your conflict that brought us here"
"So it's our fault that we're regularly being killed?" Roma frowns
"It depends how you see it. Much like my brethren, I act on my nature. We don't have a personal grudge against humans, but your kind is simply prey. Larger animals will hunt those smaller than them the same way eagles swoop mice and lions chasing gazelles" Lucifer mildly groans
"It's true for a kleptomaniac like Mammon and hungry like Beelzebub, but what about you?"
"I simply like to be amused, but millennia has passed. Humans have grown stale and redundant, so I no longer find meaning in keeping your species alive"
The skeleton's stiff finger joints crack with the frantic twitching as Lucifer is annoyed and displeased.
"That's not your real intention, is it?" Roma frowns
"I couldn't care less if my brethren were to die. I won't kill them on a whim, but they bore me. Kansens are much more amusing"
"..." Roma crosses her arms
"I said I act on my nature, but it lacks meaning in the long-term. It doesn't matter how much your people struggle, there's no victory in your future"
"I can't believe this. Deep inside, you're absolutely bored that it's depressing for you"
"Humans indulge in their vices to find excitement. I wish for excitement as well, but you've shown no process. If none of you can provide it, then I'll just eliminate all of you and wait for the universe to reset at the next big bang"
The flame on Lucifer's golden eye grows intense since the slightest open of the jaw emits their waving golden flame. Lucifer makes it clear how they're displeased and unsatisfied.
"Lucifer, you want to tailor the world to suit your needs. Humans will not bend to you to amuse you for the next thousands of years" Roma slams the table
"My response is simple: If you won't bend, then I'll have to break you!"
A mild earthquake which rattles the metallic cutlery and plates is Lucifer's new response to their increasing dissatisfaction.
"If your kind had only danced to my whims, then your people will survive longer. The strings I offered in kindness were rejected, so I'll have to strangle you with it" The skeleton clenches their fists
"You're always threatening and intimidating, but when are you planning to act?" Roma provokes them
"The world I imagine is perfect, yet your sister called me mad and sick"
"No one in their right mind will agree with you. What you want is reshaping the world in your image and to keep humans as either your pet or cattle!"
Roma grows furious and stands up as soon as she slams the table that the spoon and fork moves the side by a few centimeters. Mindlessly entertaining Lucifer is no different from surrendering and bending to their will which someone like her cannot afford to do.
"So is that what you want all of us dead? For the petty reason of defiance to your sick games" Roma sits back down
"Your defiance should be amusing. I will wittle your numbers until you dread the end of your species" The skeleton grinds their teeth
"Your kind is not the same as you, Lucifer. Surely, you would know how they will turn on you once they learn that you want humans extinct out of pettiness"
"Of course, I know that...but what can they do? None of them is mad enough to protect humans, let alone suicidal enough to challenge me"
Lucifer keeps making the skeleton squeeze their right hand and the teeth chatter at the same time. Their voice fades for a brief second as if they hesitate to assure themselves and Roma.
"Your voice shook..." Roma smirks
"..."
"Your own kind is threatening you. Someone is turning against you, Lucifer"
"When I recognize a threat, I will dispose of them. I'm not the type to stand by and keep witnessing repeated failures"
The actual Lucifer lifts their head and growls, but somewhat amused how Roma immediately noticed. As arrogant as they are, Lucifer would dispose of ignorant and spineless ones while finding sharp and bold ones entertaining enough to spare them.
"I won't suffer the human flaw of letting things be until they worsen. Once I determine that one is impossible, they will be eliminated"
"..."
Roma silently clicks her tongue when Lucifer is careful with their words and keeping the identity vague knowing very well that Roma will inform the others and track them down. Killing her is a solution, but a rather short-term one. They believe no one is suicidal enough to speak against them and meet them alone without a contingency plan.
(The people of Sardegna are irritating, but I have to be careful of who I dispose. If I listen my impulses and rip her in half, my impatience will make me blind)
Lucifer flicks their tails and rests their head on their fist while their golden markings glow brighter. Their prying eyes in the form a projected screen zoom in Roma's stern and unflinching sharp gaze as they recognize it as someone who's firm and determined which they refuses to take lightly after an encounter with a certain someone a long time ago.
"I have to deal with Beelzebub before they permanently fall into humanity's hands, but how I shall approach it without making the same mistake..."
On their left side is another floating screen with dark purple outlines. It displays Tirpitz speaking with Odin while checking on the rigging under maintenance. Neither are aware of Lucifer's presence in Iron Blood, but they remain cautious due the last incident nearly costing Mammon's life and possibly Satan as well.
Now then, who shall deal with them without tracing it back to me...