Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

"Let me go! I didn't- I didn't!" After seeing Milo and Viola, the inevitable came to be in Roswald's eyes, and so began his pleading. "IT WAS ALL THE QUEEN'S IDEA! SHE WANTED ME TO DO THIS! SHE WANTS ME TO FOOL YOU AND SLOWLY TAKE CONTROL I NEVER WOULD'VE DONE IT OTHERW–"

His words, however, were cut quickly short as Maria walked out from the very back of Raven's group. Letting down her mask, she glared at Roswald as if he were filth. She was partially responsible for what was happening, sure–but in no way were their plans, hers and hers alone.

"You bastard!" Rushing up to him, Maria kicked Roswald right in his chin.

"AUGGHH!" Feeling a few teeth chipping off as well as his jaw dislocating, he slammed his head against the ground and screeched like a pig rolling in the muck. "AAAAAGHH!"

Left with a bloodied mouth, he could no longer form coherent words, and in the meantime, pulling up on the leash of the slave in his hand, Raven unveiled the mask and revealed it was nobody other than Rudeia, Roswald's wife. Holding her up from the ground with just one hand, Raven kicked the fat bastard around to make him look at the sorry state of his wife.

"W-waahs?! Na-ah!" The sight of his wife's dead eyes struck the fear of the reaper in Roswald's mind. Snarling and moving like a snake crawling on sand, she showed no signs of life or intelligence and her body simply writhed about.

"What the fuck did you do to mother…" Robin murmured in the background, as shocked as Rowalt at the sight of her dead mother.

Ignoring Robin, Raven threw Rudeia's body to the side. The girl instantly leapt for her mother, but the moment she touched her she realized something horrific. The smell of a goblin–not one but plenty, was reeking from every corner of her body, especially her mouth and her lower side.

'Did they really?!' The stench mixed with male pheromones, indicated one and one thing only. Glancing up at Raven and his party, she looked around at their faces, the terror in her eyes hoping to find an answer that wasn't what she was thinking.

The girls looked at each other, unsure who should inform Robin of what had happened, and when nobody appeared to step up, Aria grunted to herself and decided to take charge of the situation.

"She was fucked to death by a new goblin tribe we found last night, they took turns on her, and their wolves did too…" Hearing those words, Robin jumped up to her feet with anger clearly reflected in her eyes, but before she could say anything Raven grabbed her by the collar and showed her just another way her parents had manipulated her.

"Before she died, I looked through her memories for something interesting, and maybe you'd like to see this particular one," for a moment Robin's vision was taken by darkness, but then she saw a flicker of light.

Crawling towards it, she found herself in the arms of a woman that she'd never seen–it was her mother, but it wasn't Rudeia rather Roswald's one of many other wives. Then moments later she found herself in a forest, then came a flash and she was surrounded by her dead mother and siblings.

As Raven pulled his hand away, everything finally made sense to Robin. She was no child of Rudeia and the woman was only flaunting her as her own since she couldn't have her own children, thanks to the goddess's curse.

Although still in shock, Robin's hands let go of Rudeia. She tried to get up and move, but only halfway through the attempt her body fell to the ground from the shock of the realization. Falling unconscious, all from a broken heart being broken further, she was spared what was to come and the true end of her father.

"I'll take her away from here," said Aria, walking closer to Robin and picking her up in her arms.

As the girl was successfully being carried away, Raven brought his attention back to Roswald. The bastard tried to crawl his way away, but with the use of darkness fibers, Raven stabbed him through the shoulder and began dragging him towards the decorated Aisle.

"I can't believe this is happening…"

"Since when did the commoner become so rowdy to do such a thing in the castle!"

"I knew we shouldn't have let them run wild!"

"That's my sister's husband you're talking about you goblins!" Milo's voice thundered from above, breaking the conniving whispers of nobility. But his words didn't stop their whimpers, instead, it only exalted it.

"Husband?!"

"A COMMONER WITH A PRINCESS!?"

"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?!"

"WHAT ABOUT THE BLOODLINE!"

Their complaints echoed through the ballroom, only ever punctuated by the painful groans from Roswald. As much as he wanted to scream, his jaw had been locked in place after the last attempt to speak. Attempting to make it right with his hands failed as well, especially since his shattered teeth were locking with each other.

"I'd rather him–a man who's been fighting for pigs like you, that marry's my sister than one of your pigs using her as a tool to gain influence!" Right as Milo finished shutting down the mouths of the nobles, Raven threw Roswald against the podium where a priest or a priestess would've cited the rights.

"AUghuU!" Grunting through his locked jaws, Roswald looked on in horror as Raven moved closer.

'I DON'T WANNA DIE! D-DON'T! DON'T DO THIS TO MEEEE!' He wanted to plead again but his last words, unfortunately for him, were locked behind his closed jaw. But his death itself wasn't gonna be so quick, as Raven had just the right plan to torture the duke.

Once again grabbing him by the collar, Raven looked into his eyes and whispered to him with a smile best suited to a devil.

"Those girls you raped and then had murdered, I bet their souls are enjoying this sight, but guess what? I don't think just killing you is enough, so why don't we give you a taste of the same medicine you gave them?" Slapping his face a few times with the back of his hand Raven popped one of his eyes right out of its socket. "Perhaps then their souls can finally rest." Read new chapters at m_v-l'e|m,p| y- r

At first as Raven let go of him, a sense of relief took over Roswald, but as Raven let out an army of zombie goblins from his monster-holding gem, the bastard's heart sank lower than an anchor in the deep sea.

"Take him to the dungeon, no need to foul the taste in everyone's mouth here, is there?" Turning to the crowd as the goblins began picking up not just Roswald but also his undead wife, Raven spread his hands wide, smiling all toothy. "Anyone else have a taste for goblins? Or perhaps wants to start a coup like this sorry old bastard?

Step right up, I'm sure the zombies won't tire if there are a few more people who need their innards infected with flesh-eating maggots. If anything it'll spice up their meal once they start eating you alive! AhahaAHAHA!"

His maniacal laugh echoed inside the ballroom, however apart from him, even his party members were slightly concerned about his reaction–all but one, Arche the Arachne queen who'd conquered her monster just as Raven was doing as well.