My Wives are Beautiful Demons-Chapter 259: Go to work, asshole

The once-luxurious restaurant now looked like a scene straight out of a nightmare. Blood-stained walls, shattered tables, and the bodies of vampires scattered across every corner. The metallic scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the aroma of exquisite dishes that remained untouched on the tables.

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Gwen let out a heavy sigh before simply throwing herself onto the still-warm corpse of one of the fallen vampire soldiers. Her blue skin shimmered under the dim light, now tainted with red. "Damn... that was intense."

The silence that lingered for a few seconds was broken by Katharina, who was still holding the head of the last surviving vampire. She stared directly into the creature's dead eyes before crushing it between her fingers, reducing it to ashes with the heat of her energy. Her sharp gaze swept across the devastated hall. "Care to explain what the hell just happened?"

Valerie, still gripping her spear, wiped off some of the blood dripping from the black blade. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the massacre around her. "Kidnapping attempt? Ambush? I'd call this a terrible move..." She lifted her golden eyes and looked at the others with a scornful smile. "... for them."

Ada, who had been silently observing until then, walked over to the table where they had been sitting before and simply took a seat, throwing her legs up with a lazy sigh. "Honestly... it's been a while since we had a massacre like this."

Roxanne, who had just wiped a drop of blood from the corner of her lips, chuckled softly as she pulled up a chair beside Ada. "Hm... the last time was at that ridiculous nightclub." She tilted her head, thoughtful. "Those idiots who tried to harass us..."

"Oh, right..." Kaori interrupted, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall, her body still covered in blood. "The owner thought he could just put his hands on us without consequences."

"So I cut him in half," Roxanne continued casually, as if recalling an everyday event. She ran her tongue over her lips, still searching for something sweet on the table, but all she found was a broken glass and an expensive wine spilled over the white tablecloth, now stained red. "After that, it was a real bloodbath... we slaughtered every demon that stood by his side."

Gwen scoffed, running her fingers through her silver hair, now completely drenched in blood. "Honestly, they were pretty fast, huh?"

Katharina raised an eyebrow, finally relaxing a little. "What's the husband up to?"

Kaori grabbed a forgotten bottle of sake from the shattered counter and took a swig straight from the glass. "You don't even wanna know!"

The room fell into silence for a moment, the only sound being the blood dripping from the tables onto the floor. Outside, the moon shone over Monaco, bathing the ruined hall in its silver light.

"Alright... now can someone explain what the hell happened?" Katharina asked, throwing herself onto one of the few intact chairs. She was still breathless, her hair sticking to her skin from the blood of the vampires she had just slaughtered.

Valerie dropped her spear onto the table, still vibrating with traces of demonic energy, and lifted a heavy leather sack before tossing it to the floor with a dull thud. The scent of fresh blood filled the air as a few severed heads rolled out.

"We found a fragment of Excalibur," she finally said, wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth. "In Romania... but it seems we were discovered before we could alert the King."

Gwen crossed her arms and sighed, leaning on the table with a tired look. "Yeah... we wanted to warn him, but we didn't have the time."

Kaori, finishing cleaning the blade of her katana, scoffed. "The moment we found out, you were attacked. Seems like those bastards were one step ahead."

Ada twirled a goblet stained with wine and blood between her fingers, watching the liquids mix. "Well... now they're all dead. So, technically, we're back to being one step ahead." She smirked, her eyes gleaming with amusement.

Roxanne grabbed one of the vampire heads from the sack, examining it curiously before tossing it aside. "I hate it when they try to be smart..."

Valerie cracked her fingers, making demonic sparks dance between them. "The thing is... if they knew about the fragment, then someone passed that information to them before we even arrived."

Gwen grinned, a dangerous glint in her violet eyes. "That means we have a traitor."

Katharina pushed her chair back, standing up and stretching her arms. "Well, since we're done here, I think it's time we leave before more trouble shows up."

Ada slid off the table with a sigh, grabbing a napkin and trying—futilely—to wipe the blood off her arms. "I just wanted to finish my dinner without having to decapitate someone... But I guess that's too much to ask."

Roxanne shrugged, still licking the blood off her fingers. "At least it was fun. And I finally found an intact dessert." She raised a pink macaron that had miraculously survived the massacre.

Valerie picked up her spear and turned toward the exit, but the moment she took a step forward, the floor beneath them began to glow intensely.

Kaori's eyes narrowed. "Magic cycle?"

Before anyone could react, the ground trembled, and a vortex of energy opened right in the center of the ruined restaurant. Glowing runes spread through the air like incandescent sparks, and in the blink of an eye, two figures emerged from the brilliant light.

Vergil stepped out first, his sharp gaze scanning the scene around him. The smell of blood, torn bodies, and destruction didn't surprise him in the slightest. He merely sighed, bringing a hand to his face. "You really can't go to a dinner without turning the place into a war zone, can you?"

Raphaeline appeared beside him, her dress immaculate and a mischievous smile on her lips. "Oh, I love when we arrive after the carnage. Less work for me."

Gwen gave a slight bow, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "We were just about to report everything to you, sir," she said, stepping closer to Vergil.

Vergil crossed his arms, casting a sharp glance at the destruction around them. "I imagine." He then turned to Ada, Katharina, and Roxanne, then to Valerie, Gwen, and Kaori. His eyes swept over the shredded bodies, the blood covering the women's hair and clothes, and he let out a sigh. "What a mess."

Without hesitation, he raised one hand, manipulating the blood suspended in the air. In an instant, the crimson liquid was absorbed, as if it had never been there, leaving all six women completely clean.

Raphaeline watched with amusement in her eyes, then lifted her own hand, absorbing the blood that had soaked into the floor and walls. "Truly, what a mess... But at least now it looks more presentable." She smiled in satisfaction, flicking her wrist in the air as if she had just performed a magic trick.

Gwen clicked her tongue. "It's a little sad to see all that blood disappear. I felt like a tainted work of art."

Kaori sighed, adjusting the bun in her hair. "Less drama, please. We already have enough with this situation."

Vergil merely raised an eyebrow. "Now, tell me... what the hell happened here?"

After hearing the explanation, Vergil let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. His gaze swept over the six women before he gave his order.

"Return to the Underworld and gather the demons. I'll meet this Alucard guy." His voice was firm and unwavering, as if his decision was as simple as choosing what to have for dinner.

The silence filled the room.

They all stared at him, some blinking in disbelief, others frowning.

Then a single voice rose, heavy with sarcasm and exasperation.

"Darling... do you want to die early?"

It wasn't Gwen, Valerie, Ada, or Roxanne.

The only one with the complete authority to say such a thing.

Raphaeline Baal.

Vergil raised an eyebrow, casting a nonchalant glance at Raphaeline.

"Hm? You really think I'm just going to die?" He chuckled lightly, pulling his phone from his pocket with complete calm. "Stop being silly. I'm just going to talk to him. Azazel should manage an audience... king to king."

He typed something on the screen while speaking, his posture entirely relaxed, as if he were scheduling a dinner and not going to meet the legendary vampire king.

[Hey, call me, I want to talk to Alucard...] He sent...

Vergil's phone vibrated frantically in his hand, making him raise an eyebrow.

DING!

DING!

DING!

He looked at the screen and saw Azazel's name flashing repeatedly. Sighing, he answered the call. "What's up?"

"WHAT'S UP???" Azazel screamed from the other end. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO ALUCARD IS, YOU BASTARD?!"

Vergil pulled the phone away from his ear for a moment, rolling his eyes. "Relax, old man, I just want to talk."

"JUST WANT TO TALK?! YOU DON'T 'JUST TALK' TO THE VAMPIRE KING! HE CAN RIP YOUR HEAD OFF JUST FOR GIVING HIM A DIRTY LOOK!"

Vergil yawned. "Oh, then he can try."

A heavy silence came from the other end of the line. "You... you really want to mess with Alucard?!"

Vergil chuckled lightly. "Oh, you arrogant son of a bitch, I said I'm just gonna talk, fuck. Why are you making this huge fuss?"

"Look, I'm not your personal contact, you know?" Azazel grumbled from the other side of the line, his voice thick with irritation. "You want everything for free, huh?"

"Oh, fuck off then." Vergil muttered, and without hesitation, attached a PDF file and sent it to him.

[Dead Angels.pdf]

There was a brief silence on the other end of the call before Azazel let out a heavy sigh.

"Your list was cleared this week by my generals," Vergil continued, his voice cold. "Now stop whining and find a way to talk to Alucard before I send three demon queens to kill him. The vampire assholes on his side tried to kill three of my wives, so get to work, you bastard."

The string of insults was met with more silence until Azazel huffed.

"You're a real pain in the ass, you know that?"

"Go to work, asshole."