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- The Next Day -
"So what's this meeting about?" Celestine asked after everyone was in the meeting room and in their seats.
Typhon had ordered everyone relevant to meet at the council room early in the morning and didn't elaborate further. However, they, nonetheless, did as he said without question, knowing that the young king wouldn't call for a meeting unless it were important.
"With everything that's happened, what I've learned, what I gained, and what I could lose..." Typhon took a deep breath and then looked at everyone with a serious expression. "We're going to have to prepare for the inevitable: war," he said, making everyone in the room grimace. "I know it's not a topic everyone is fond of. Believe me, I'd rather not talk about it either, but we've been pushing it off for months." As much as Typhon wanted to enjoy his honeymoon, he had a responsibility as a king to protect not only his loved one but Eostia as a whole.
"He's got a point. With the threat of the individual behind the attempted takeover of Eostia, six more demon princes, and the World Government, we can't afford to be negligent," King agreed with Typhon, earning a thankful nod from his adopted son.
No one could argue with their points. They only managed to win the war against Asmodeus because the demon was the weakest of the demon princes. If they fought against any of the other princes, they'd all be dead or worse, regardless of prep time and knowledge of their enemy's weaknesses.
As for the World Government, it didn't take a genius to figure out why they would be an issue. With plenty of insight into the outside world, thanks to King, the Shield Alliance knew peace with the organization was impossible.
The World Government had the image of a benevolent organization that seemed to care about the welfare of others. However, those who knew better were aware that was bullshit. In reality, a majority of the individuals who were in high positions within the organization were incredibly power-hungry and corrupt.
Not only that, but they were also one of the groups responsible for the near extinction of the Lunarian. That naturally made the World Government sworn enemies of the Shield Alliance. It was inevitable that they'd be at war with them and the demon princes. The sooner they prepared, the higher the likelihood they'd come out on top.
Celestine sighed. "What do you have in mind?"
For several hours, Typhon would explain everything they needed to do to ensure they were prepared for their inevitable clash against their enemies. There were some adjustments to his plans, but they weren't anything of significance.
"With all that said, Father and I will be heading to Wano to report back to Kaido," Typhon informed, earning nods from everyone.
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- A Few Hours Later, Wano -
Upon entering Kaido's throne room, the Yonko let out a loud, hearty laugh. "King!!! Crow!!! It's been a while since I've seen you two!! Especially you!!" He pointed at Typhon. "How long has it been?! Half a year?!"
Typhon thought for a moment. "About that, yeah. It honestly feels strange to be back. Then again, it's not like I was here for long anyways," the young king shrugged.
Kaido chuckled. "True. So I take that mission I sent you on was a success?" He asked, making Typhon sigh.
"Yeah, you could say that...." Typhon informed him of everything that transpired on Eostia, among other things, and by the end of his explanation, Kaido's face and aura were unreadable to both Lunarians.
"I see..." Kaido said after several seconds of silence, absorbing all the information he had just learned.
When he sent Crow--Typhon to Eostia, god, it would take time getting used to calling him that. When he sent Typhon to Eostia, he didn't expect the boy to face any significant trouble. All he had to do was to get the Shield Alliance under the Beast Pirates' control and recruit some magic users. The Lunarian accomplished both, but not without facing some tribulations.
He expected the ones who caused Typhon the most trouble were the women. Instead, it was the Black Dogs, who were a mercenary group who were ordered to take over the island by an unknown individual, and actual demons, who were the allies of the Black Dogs, who gave him trouble. However, Typhon had dealt with them accordingly.
Unfortunately, there were the other six demon princes and the unknown individual that needed to be dealt with, and of course, that wouldn't be easy. It never is. Besides the information they already had, there wasn't much known about the individual who orchestrated the attempted takeover of Eostia. As for the demon princes, eliminating them would be incredibly difficult, according to Typhon, as the prince they fought was the weakest of them, and it took the combined strength of Typhon, King, and Kushina to defeat him.
Hearing that the weakest demon prince nearly killed some of his strongest subordinates was a bitter pill to swallow. If they were to inevitably face the demons, the World Government, and their unknown enemy, they needed to get as strong as possible, gain more allies, and increase their global influence.
It was a mindset Typhon thankfully shared with him, as the Lunarian had discussed his plans with him that involved doing that. Aside from those issues, he discovered he was a descendant of the first Lunarian King, granting him abilities unique to him and his offspring, and he regained memories of his past, allowing him to learn his actual name.
Discovering that Typhon wasn't just any Lunarian but one of royal blood, making his and his offspring's potential even greater than King's, made Kaido feel secure about the Beast Pirates' future. As for Typhon learning some of his past and true name, it was irrelevant to him, although he would be lying if he wasn't curious about the boy's mother.
As for the father, it wasn't hard to tell who the Lunarian's father was if they looked long enough.
"So, am I good to go?" Typhon asked impatiently, wanting to return to Eostia as soon as possible.
Kaido nodded and waved the teen off. "You can go, but return tomorrow. As for you," he looked at King. "We need to talk."
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- Two Weeks Later, Eostia -
"So I just drink this, and I won't have to worry about getting a woman pregnant or someone getting my DNA to make clones of me?" Typhon asked Olga, not taking his eyes off the crystal-clear bottle filled with a blue liquid.
Since Olga knew how to make potions that would grant him immortality and turn Vult into a woman who could never die, it was only fair to assume she could make a potion that would temporarily make him infertile and impossible for anyone to clone him. As expected, she didn't disappoint him.
Olga nodded at his question. "Just take a small sip of the potion for the effect to take place, and take another sip to reverse it."
"Perfect." Typhon took a small sip of the potion. He then put the lid back on and put the bottle in his pocket. "Thanks, love, you're a lifesaver." He leaned down, pressing his lips against the dark elf's, who eagerly returned his affection.
As much as it turned him on to knock up his wives/lovers, he couldn't afford to impregnate every woman he fucked or someone to create clones of him without his knowledge.
Olga, breaking the kiss, looked into his eyes lovingly. "Of course, anything for you," she then grinned. "However, that's not the only thing I created," that got the young king's interest.
"Oh? What else did you make?" Instead of telling him, she gestured for him to follow her and led him to a strange-looking contraption. "Um, what is this?"
"Well, since most of our top fighters are pregnant thanks to a certain someone--" Olga looked at him. "--I thought it would be wise to find a solution to safely extract the children from their wombs." Typhon looked at her in surprise.
"And this will do it?" He asked, looking at the machine the dark elf made with interest. "Is it fully operational and tested?" While the Lunarian did trust Olga's competency, he couldn't help but be worried.
He was a father who loved his children dearly, after all.
"Of course. I had tested it on Vult. It failed a couple of times, but after enough tweaking and several dead abominations later, it can safely extract the embryo from the womb," she explained, then showed him all the human-orc hybrids she'd extracted from Vult who were floating inside large glass containers.
"Holy shit!" Typhon looked at Olga. "What other tests have you been doing with her?" He asked, sounding amused.
The dark elf chuckled ominously at his question, and she looked at Typhon, her golden orbs having a sadistic gleam to them. "That's a long list there, my love. Are you sure you'll be able to bear hearing it?"
"What do you take me for?" Typhon looked in mock offense. "A bitch? Tell me everything in detail." If he wanted to be, he could be just as sadistic, if not even more so, than most Celestial Dragons.
Olga grinned at her lover's enthusiasm. "Very well, the first thing I did was..." She began to tell Typhon about each experiment she had done on Vult in excruciating detail.
Typhon looked fascinated instead of horrified by everything she did to the former male mercenary. He was also incredibly turned on by how much Olga made Vult suffer. By the time she was finished, the Lunarian had the dark elf pressed against a wall and started fucking the daylights out of her.
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