Special Chapter 1: Vega Contemplates

[Vega's POV]

(Just a POV of Vega because I thought that it would not be right if I just make him Loyal to Loki, well enjoy.)

I looked at the ceiling of the hospital that have bulbs of light elumenating the hospital room in which I was in after I was trashed and mopped around by Loki... Or because of my pledge stated in my behalf by Altair, my wife, I shall call him Master from now on.

Ah, are you surprised that I am so calm right now? Well me too, normally a person will get annoyed if someone defeated him or her in every single thing he or she is confident about, but I was calm, unexpectedly, more so that I am someone who acts and thinks like a bomb that will explode anytime if provoked.

Maybe and enlightenment or something, I don't know, however this is surely the first time that I am not on the edge while being bedridden.

And because of that, I realized how I am nothing compared to my Master.

My father, also an assassin like me only have one wife saying that a true man can only have one woman and I take that to heart and just married a single woman, no matter how popular I am in which quite stupid because I am supposed to be a sneak hitter, an assassin.

Going back, because of my father's teaching and how much I engraved it into my heart, I despised the Royal Siblings. Yes, I despise them, every person is revering them like a god or something, like they are the incarnation of the word "divine".

In which I can't understand at that time, why would they revere a woman who have the whole maid force of her palace as her harem? Or a man who will always bring back a wife or two after a travel?

More so, my father have utmost respect to them too, and because my father won't explain it to me. Saying that a person who didn't lived before or during the war of the Rulers can never understand the sibling's greatness, I was always in the dark about their "greatness".

I am just ninety years of age after all, so I am not someone who even known of the War of the Rulers without looking at it in a library.

There I saw how Master was portrayed, a tyrant, master manipulator, The Devil and so on.

There is even a biography of him in which very popular at my early ages that he framed up a whole Kingdom and make Valentine swallow it whole just for him to get Vanir-Sama, his first wife and seem to become the reason of his fondness of women.

I can't believe it, what's so great about that? Just because the Kingdom was corrupt and makes slavery as their main economic source, he will frame them to get a wife?

In the good side, yes, millions of slaves was freed and the backbone of the world's slavery system got pulverized into nothingness, but then, that was just a byproduct, it was not his main intention in the first place.

With this, I immediately marked him as someone I will target someday. Just because I don't like him, myself and my wife are the only thing that matters at time for me, so I didn't think deeper into it.

But who would have thought that someday will come soon, suddenly I saw the man I hated the most grabbing my wife's waist, he whom I didn't treat even once as an inspiration and want dead just touched my wife in the goddamn waist.

Furthermore knowing Altair who is quite not fond of thinking and a vigorous fan of Master for some reason I do not know at that time, I immediately speculated that she might get stolen from me by him.

My sight turned dark immediately and challenged him.

The result? I am in a room with a gigantic healing formation that slowly rearranging my whole ribcage in bandage all over my body like a mummy.

Why all over my body? Well because I can't move a single muscle because Healing formations are delicate that even The previous Wisdom Lord, Vanir-Sama cannot use without the help of other people.

However, surprisingly enough, I don't care about this things and looked back at that fight. Or more precisely that aftermath of the fight.

The soldiers... Was looking at him with fear... Their reverence towards him change with utter horror as they look back and forth at me who is vomiting blood like mad at that time and Master who have a wide smile on his face, which is a facade now that I think about it.

And then Altair protected me and tried to quell the anger of Master because of my insolence.

But then he said something absurd, He have done something far worse than shattering some ribcage of a cheeky brat for the sake of his people...

Why did I not think about it all this time.

Why did I only think of him like a trash.

The manipulation of that Kingdom of slavery was because Valentine was not so wide at that time and Devils and Vampires are getting cramped and because of that, he went and assimilated the Kingdom and making the Kingdom's Capital his city...

Why?

I thought to myself.

I only saw the perspective in which Loki got his first wife and didn't delved deeper into the matter and just made him a trash in my image.

And then, as if my self loathing right now wasn't enough already, I remembered.

All of Master's wives, except for two, died in the War of the Rulers.

Wives are different than concubines, as concubines have total dependence towards the guy or the lady who is the master of the harem, wives can argue and in the same level of power as their spouse, except of course if their spouse is a King or a Prince of some sort.

That means, they are equally valued by Master and also valued their opinion and can oppose to his as natural as breathing without Master getting mad.

He valued women, he may be fond of them, he may have many wives but he is still a man on his own may.

However, many of them died, many of them that it can be said that all of them died and individuals who surpasses or matches his strength are the only ones alive.

He can just make his wives safe, but he didn't. He knew that his wives can protect his people for all of his wife are fighters according to the books and so despite the risk he unknowingly sacrificed all his women whom he loved at the same level of the other and didn't even budged and still wanted to protect this place despite it being an indirect reason of his sorrow.

However, I only saw it as him being a horny fuck and nothing else. He who sacrificed almost everyone precious to him that it is already a miracle that he can still smile and manage to not just wish for the world's destruction, in which if he do desires not entirely impossible, was seen by someone whom cannot even compare to his sacrifices, who can only eat bread from jobs that I didn't even find as a challenge, as garbage.

Someone who comfortably lived a life of peace because of his sacrifices dared to think ill of my Master's great self.

I feel insecure.

I feel so little.

I feel like I was the one being a garbage all this time.

I feel like my values was all but a lie seeing how he can just make the world history itself look to at him like the worst of evil the world has ever witnessed to the point that some books even called the Devil Race a brainwashed race because of their reverence for him, just so that his people are safe and have proper environment.

But now I understand all of their cries of joy.

So that was it, so that's why he was called a hero by this country and somehow a little step more popular than the queen herself.

He was so much of a hero, that he became a villain.

A deep frustration started churning my heart like there is a thousand needles Peircing it without stop.

It is so frustrating and agonizing to realize my misconception all this time that I want to die because the person whom I treated like a trash all this time despite being someone so selfless spared my life.

However, it is still a new chance, a chance given to me by the person whom I unknowingly done wrong this whole time, though he doesn't seem to know or even if he did, I doubt that he will even think deeply about it.

That's why, I won't waste it.

Master is someone who spares anyone useful to him. And the biggest evidence of that claim is me.

Though his Subordinates are Tsukaiza-Sensei (Ophiuchus) and Chris Sensei who are so strong that I wonder why did they become a teacher because they will surely do better in the military, so I have to do my best so I won't get left out.

Oh, and Altair also is there and I know that she have plenty of physical power, so much that I am confident that I will be turned into a bloody pancake if we fought.

Thinking of those things, I swore with conviction of not wasting the second chance my Lord gave to me, and to be someone atleast just a little great as him by serving him until the day I die.

"I, Vega pledge my loyalty towards Loki-Sama and promise to lay my life for his cause." I muttered as I made a smile with eyes having conviction to serve and follow my master until the day I breath my last air and spilled my last blood.

And to be someone like him, even by just being his servant.

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AUTHOR: WELL AS YOU WOULD EXPECT, VEGA'S POV WAS QUITE EXAGGERATED, THOUGH MOST OF IT WAS TRUE (I WON'T SAY WHICH PART IS WHICH FOR THAT WOULD BE A SPOILER). BUT THAT WAS WHY, IT WAS HIS POV. IT'S HIS TAKE ON THE MATTER AND HOW HE TAKE HIS LOSS.

WELL, FORTUNATELY, HE REALIZED ALL OF THIS, SO EVERYONE IS HAPPY. YAY!

ANYWAY, SEE YOU NEXT CHAPTER!