That's hilarious!
The Scarlet Prince of Delusion! What a delusional nickname!
Ichika couldn't help but laugh and admit that they had hit it right on the nose with that name! Apparently Emeric was already famous for his "thing" all over Hell!
Somewhat out of breath, Sona continued:
«You have no idea what kind of trouble he used to cause when he was always 'missing'..." - Sona fixed her slightly disheveled hair and continued. - You know that his older sister is the Lord of Hell, right?
«Well, yes, I've heard something... - Ichika nodded, while remembering the many lessons from Akeno.
She honestly still couldn't believe that the original Lucifer had just kicked back. Isn't he sort of the "arch-villain" of the whole story? But as it turns out, no one is immortal, not even the Devil himself. And yet the President's older sister became the new Satan, and through the Civil War! It's like Game of Thrones all over again....
«So, every time he disappeared, she'd get all hell broke loose," Sona shook her head. - That's why his 'specialness' was immediately known to the rest of the world....
Well, consider that the ruler used his official capacity to find his little brother. On the other hand, it sounds like a society of demons, i.e., do what you want, as long as you have the biggest "club".
«But," Ichika came to her senses. - You said that was his first nickname, right? What was the second?
Sona froze for a second, wondering if their human minds were "ready" for such information, but she decided to tell him.
«The first "nickname" had been formulated when he was still a child, that is, mostly not from his "personal" actions, but he would show in the future that he was made of a different mold. Emeric," Sona ignored the indignant exclamations from Zatuji's side. - Always was a very, um, 'peculiar and brash' demon. He was more likely to try to 'bend' the surrounding reality to suit him, rather than 'adjust'....
She wasn't quite sure what Sona meant by that. Like, was the President very strong-willed or something?
«I remember an incident from my childhood, I was thirteen years old at the time, and he was ten, we had just met. So, we had a "children's" holiday, where dressed up animators performed.....
...A large plush owl appeared in front of little Sona and Emeric.
Not quite ordinary, as it had a cartoonishly "menacing" look, i.e. some parts of the costume were too pointed and the expression on its face was "wild". As if this plush villain is going to attack everyone right here and now.
It was just a disguised hired hand who was paid to play the "villain" from a local cartoon.
True, she didn't tell Emerick about it.
«So you've come straight to this feast, Night Owl? - Emeric frowned his eyebrows adorably, for at his age almost all actions have a similar coloration.
Sona, who was standing next to him, put her hand to her face and tried her best to "reason" with her new friend, but he ignored her.
«Ho-ho-ho-ho," Owl exaggeratedly put his hands to his stomach, noting how funny he was. - That's right, young boy, now get out of here before I eat you. R-rah! - Toward the end, he roared at Emerick, except the latter didn't care.
«Where is Shining Dove? - Puzzled, he began to look around. This was the hero who, according to all the laws of the genre, should have defeated the "villain" and saved the holiday.
«He's in the bathroom. Oh, I mean, he won't save you! - Night Owl quickly corrected his mistake and started to "menacingly" move towards them, thus trying to scare them.
«I see," Emeric nodded respectfully. - It turns out that I'm the one who has to beat you today....
«Yeah," the villain nodded, but then noticed the caveat afterward. - Wait, what...?
Emeric didn't answer, but jumped up high and kicked the plush villain in the stomach with a wide swing. So hard that it flew away, bounced off the wall, and "rolled" back to their feet. Only at this moment, this formerly "formidable" owl turned into a groaning mess.
«WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! - Sona was stunned and started yelling at Emeric.
«Sona," he looked her seriously in the eye. - Don't you realize that the Night Owl is going to ruin our party? We have to stop him!
«It's just an animator, you stupid head! - She wouldn't stop.
«Animator-schmanimator, it doesn't matter," Emeric shook his head wisely. - I don't even know the words, but you mustn't miss the point...
His voice and appearance were so convincing that the young and naive Sona was instantly transported into the moment. Even years later, though, she couldn't pinpoint exactly what that "moment" was.
«... Justice and equality! - Sona even got a bit of a pout from his speech. - The Night Owl has been terrorizing Beast Town for years! If everyone else has their heads in a bag, we can't just ignore it!
-... Somebody call me a doctor.
-... Sona," Emeric looked her hard in the eye and pulled out a golf club from nowhere. - Only we can bring justice!
-... please let me go, I'll give you all my money.....
Sona hesitantly picked up her club and then met Emeric's eyes. A real atmosphere of battle camaraderie formed between them, and they nodded confidently to each other.
-... you can take your cell phone and papers too...
Sona swung at the lying owl with a scream....
«Well, somehow, that's how he beat up an innocent animator.... - Sona summed it up.
«Wait a minute! - Ichika immediately contradicted her. - Can you elaborate on the part where you swing your club with a shout?!
«It doesn't matter anymore," Sona shook her head, not meeting her gaze. - He'd always been like that. Whatever he wanted to do, he did. Like...
...A studio where the host and a guest sat across from each other.
«Thank you to all our viewers for staying with us after the commercial," the handsome host smiled directly into the camera. - I remind you that you are watching the program "Who Wants to be a Millionaire in Hell?" and before us is a guest who has already managed to answer almost all the questions! He's only one question away from his coveted million. So, man, whose name I've already forgotten, are you ready to answer the question?
The man, visibly nervous, smiled slightly hesitantly and replied:
«I choose to call a friend! - Overcoming his stage fright, he shouted loudly.
«Uh-oh," the host dramatically replied. - You're using your last clue, which you saved for just this moment! Excellent choice, I must say. Well," he pointed to the scoreboard where the video call would play. - Let's call your father!
The brief beeps were abruptly replaced by a picture of a red-haired teenager staring open-mouthed at all the onlookers. It was obvious that this young man still couldn't believe that he had succeeded.
«Wow, it worked!....
«That's not my father! - The guest instantly disavowed his "possible" relative.
«Sorry, sorry," the presenter replied without taking the smile off his face, but sweating. - There's been some mistake, we'll make another call.
Another attempt to contact ended in much the same way. Only during those ten seconds between calls, the teenager had time to dress up and comb his hair, while planting his heel on a representative throne.
«Well," the presenter smiled impotently into the camera. - It seems that today you are destined to "ask" only our young admirer....
«Good," the man nodded in agreement. There was nothing left to do, after all, this was a live broadcast, and he was just a low-ranking demon. - Do you know the answer to the question?
«Of course," Emeric nodded respectfully. - Only I need to gather my thoughts.... Eniki-Beniks were eating dumplings...
«YOU'RE COUNTING THE ANSWER WITH A COUNTING STICK?! - The man couldn't take it anymore.
Emeric ignored the exclamation and gave a confident reply.
«The answer is "A!"
«Wrong! - The host replied triumphantly. - Sorry, you've lost your million!
«NO-O-O-O-O!
«So why did I intercept your calls?! - All the cries of pain of a man who lost because of his fault, he missed his ears. - I have a really cool idea for a TV program! Look, we get five cool kings sitting in big red chairs with their backs to the stage. Can you visualize that? - He asked the entire live audience. - So a demon who wants to be in their entourage comes on stage and demonstrates his coolest trick on some training object that is in front of the kings! The king, who will love it, presses a button that turns him around to the demon and says, "I'm taking you into my retinue!". After the "preliminaries" they all gather and piss between each other to find out the winner!
«Holy shit, you made that up?!
«Made it up myself, honest demonic!.....
«Ha ha ha ha ha," Ichika was dying of laughter. - So what came out of it in the end?
«There's a great TV program out," Sona shrugged. - It's called Blind Suite, and it's very popular. - Sona remembered another incident. - He also has a cousin, and one time....
... Two teenagers stood in front of a huge ravine. It was so large and deep that when they threw a pile of stones into it, they did not hear a response even half an hour later.
The dark-haired teen looked down hesitantly.
«Emeric, I don't think so.
«Calm down, Sairaorg! - Emeric answered him. - I've done it a hundred times, and it always works....
«No," Sairaorg shook his head hesitantly. - If I jumped into the Gorge of Death, I'd be much stronger, wouldn't I?
«That's right, I'm telling you! - Emeric assured his cousin. - I was able to summon a huge samurai toad the last time I jumped!
«Are you sure? - Sairaorg asked doubtfully.
«Honest demonic, Sairaorg! - Emeric patted him on the shoulder. - It's going to be all right...!
«Well," Sairaorg said, gathering his strength. - Then I'll jump!
«Come on!
«A-A-A-A-A.
«HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
«How did it end that time? - Ichika asked, tired of laughing.
«Sairaorg was fished out a week later," Sona replied, "All in all, it paints a picture of a very brash young demon who always did what he wanted. I'll tell you a secret, but most of our peers, plus a hundred years, avoid Emeric. But," she looked earnestly into the pawns' eyes. - They can't do anything because Emeric is much, much stronger than them. Even the older demons look at all this through their fingers and with a breathless fascination, simply because Emeric is brilliant ...
While Ichika was strenuously completing the image of Emeric in her imagination, Sona summed it up.
«And that's how he earned his second nickname, in this case entirely through his efforts to...
Ichika and Sanji once again held their breath.
«The Gopnik of Destruction!
Silence...
«HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
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