[HIATUS] When the Past Meets the Present

What You Used To Execute Is What You'll Become

Meliodas had called Zeldris to speak with him about a solo mission, one he knew his younger brother would despise.

As Zeldris was going to talk with his elder brother, he noticed Derieri and Galand fighting. While he would usually just ignore it, he noticed that they were both drunk and behind them were Melascula and Monspeet... completely sober and enjoying the chaos.

"O-oh please *Hicc* Galann, you're juss a cowarly knight," Derieri said pointing towards Galand with one hand, and a Vanya ale in the other.

"You shouln't be talkin c-child *Hicc* all you can do is punch shizz and Monspee has to save you." Galand insulted drunkenly.

"HA! Mela's always coverin you in baddle, s-so you can't talk!" Derieri shouted.

Zeldris was translating into sober language as they talked, he interpreted it as this:

"Oh please, Galand you're just a cowardly knight."

"You shouldn't be talking kid, all you can do is punch things and Monspeet has to save you."

"HA! Melascula's always covering you in battle, so you can't talk!"

This went on for about half an hour before Zeldris stepped in.

"Should you really be drinking at a time like this? Considering how we still don't know if the Seven Deadly Sins will be a problem, you should go and restore your strength." Zeldris scolded.

"Aw c'mon Zel, let them have their fun. We haven't been outside in 3,000 years." Melascula retorted.

"Tch, ya ya, just make sure you actually get work done," Zeldris said as he walked off.

Zeldris found Meliodas sitting outside, just relaxing.

"Hey Zel, what took you so long?" Meliodas questioned.

"I was watching Galand and Derieri squabble about who knows what." Zeldris rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Ah, I would've guessed Galand and Melascula but Gland and Derieri is a new one." Meliodas jokingly said.

"Ya, they were drunk so they probably won't remember a thing." Zeldris sighed.

"Alright, now onto the reason why I called you here, and you're not gonna like it." Meliodas smiled antagonistically at his younger brother.

"Damn it, I'm probably screwed aren't I?" Zeldris rubbed his temples.

"Ya. So I'm gonna send you on an undercover op to Camelot, okay?" Meliodas grinned.

"Do I have to?" Zeldris sighed, though internally it was much different. 'This asshole really thought it would be a good idea to send me, Zeldris the Prince of Darkness, on an undercover mission to Camelot?! He does realize that Camelot is a human country right... right?! Ugh, I swear, I'm gonna punch this jackass sooner or later.'

"Yes. Yes, you have to be a spy in Camelot. Grayroad will help you with your disguise and communication." Meliodas said while pointing outwards like a proud child.

"Tch, fine. I'll do it... but I will get you back for this!" Zeldris said childishly.

"Thank you, Zel!" Meliodas yelled as Zeldris walked away with his arms crossed.

Zeldris stormed towards Grayroad obviously annoyed.

'I can't believe that I have to become a spy. For hell's sake, I execute spies, not become them!' Zeldris punched Meliodas in his head as he thought this.

"What's wrong Zeldris?" Grayroad asked.

"Has my brother not informed you yet? He's sending me on an undercover mission to Camelot to spy and I need you to help with my disguise." Zeldris said crossing his arms.