A Tale After Four Lives

Mournomon and the rest of her close family send her off, after which they just returned to there business. Lord and Lady Sitri weren"t sad to see her leave since she visits them all too frequently some times even skipping on work to do so. In fact, they were happy to see her finally going to do her job again and even encouraged her to work hard to which she could only complain about how boring the work is.

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Mournomon returned to the garden, looking around at the flora he smiled and went into the gardeners shed that was masterfully hidden under some vines as not to destroy the natural image its door the only thing to give signs of a building being there.

Entering the shed he grabbed a watering can and filled it with water from the tap that was conveniently placed inside the shed with a sink as to not destroy the immersive image in the garden. After filling the can with water Mournomon started walking around the garden, watering the plants and trees while humming. If not for his overbearing appearance it would have looked very tranquil, but unfortunately, it now appeared very out of place, seeing a giant of a man with horns on his head carefully watering flowers.

"It is nice to relax like this", Mournomon thought while watering the plants, a peaceful smile gradually appearing on his face. After watering all the plants in the garden it was already late in the evening so he decided to head back into the mansion, arriving just in time for dinner.

After dinner, he went to the bathhouse of the residence, his eye"s immediately lit up when he saw the bath and only one word could describe it, "Huge!"

Mournomon enjoyed a luxurious bath where a lot of female servants were practically falling over each other to wash him and then returned to his room to rest.

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Five months later.

Mournomon was sitting next to Lady Sitri, who was holding an almost one-year-old Sona. They were currently on a train on their way to the Gremory territory.

Lady Sitri had asked Mournomon the day before if he would mind accompanying her to visit an old friend of hers. She hadn"t seen her friend since before she gave birth since she didn"t want to travel while so close to her due date and then because Sona was very young.

Lord Sitri was unfortunately busy with business and she didn"t ask for other guards since Mournomon could clearly protect her and Sona from any harm and if there was an enemy that even he couldn"t deal with it would be pointless to ask anybody else.

They could have teleported with magic but Lady Sitri refused to do it saying something about Sona being too young and it might hurt her, so they took the train which would take two days seeing as it was almost on the other side of the underworld. Two days was quite fast if one were to check the distance that they had to travel.

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They had an entire room on the train but Mournomon was bored thus he decided to sit next to Lady Sitri and have a conversation with her while also taking the chance to tease Sona who was sitting on her lap while playing.

Sitting next to Lady Sitri Mournomon stretched out his hand and rubbed Sona"s head causing her to giggle while trying to push away his hand from her head. Lady Sitri seeing this could only smile. She could still remember Sona"s first words which caused her heart to melt from warmth, "Mama" and her second word which caused her husband endless heartache, "Uncle".

Sona"s second word was to call out to Mournomon as Uncle which made him smile and Lord Sitri fall on his knees in tears of the evaluation that Sona might like Mournomon more than her father. It took days of persuasion and a lot of tears to finally help the broken man recover to a point where he could muster a smile if even a fake one, luckily Sona finally called him "Da" which made him feel as if he was in the lowest part of h.e.l.l (Which is a good thing for a devil apparently).

"I have never asked you Mon, but what were you doing before you came to us", Lady Sitri asked gently, she called him Mon because his name was a mouthful and Mournomon didn"t mind, it was better than "Momo-Chan" that Serafall called him, which still caused him to cringe every time he heard it.

"Ah, I was in the mortal world" Mournomon answered still playing with Sona who was saying "stop" the whole time but her giggles made it clear she loved fighting with his hand as she would try and stop him from gabbing her nose or ears or even rubbing her head.

"Realy, what were you doing there and why have we never heard of you before you came to us", Lady Sitri asked but as if regretting it she looked worried and hurriedly spoke, "Please don"t take offense, Mon. I"m not trying to pry I"m just curious, I trust you fully even if you don"t answer".

Mournomon had been living with them for some time now and they had found him to be a kind person, though he was brutal in battle his personality was gentle with those he called friends. The amount of time"s he had protected them and especially Sona didn"t hurt his reputation with them either, even if he would curse about how the Sitri guards were so useless to keep letting devils with evil intentions into the mansion to the point of screaming it into the frightened face of the Guard captain.

On that day the guard captain kowtowed and begged for forgiveness, needless to say, that patrols doubled and slacking on duty were severely punished by him from that day on. Intruders also no longer made it to the mansion to which Mournomon cursed at the captain again because that proofed that he was incompetent the previous time"s and again the poor captain could only beg.

"There is no need to apologize Lady Sitri, I will tell you what I can. I was living there for a while and before that... let"s just say I have had a strange event befall me before that, I do not wish to relive that time, it was not my favorite Life." Mournomon said.

Lady Sitri smiled not minding him not elaborating thought she was interested in what kind of life he had she knew better than to pry into another"s life, It was enough that he was a friend.

After some time contemplating Mournomon looked at Lady Sitri and spoke, "Lady Sitri, I think of you and your family as true friends, I might not be open to talking about all I have experience but even if I were to talk about my entire existence I do not believe either of us has time to listen to such a lengthy tale, but I promise you that I would never bring harm to any of you"

"I understand", was all Lady Sitri said or needed to say, she trusted him.