Chapter 1: The Great Lazy One
Since the very beginning of the supernatural world when it was at its finest where countless beings had occupied the entire worlds and dimensions.
Different Gods and Goddesses had been governing their own respective domains, lands, territories, and believers.
Mighty beasts that used to be the most frightening entities throughout the world because of the destruction that they had brought upon the mortal realm and inflicted their power in the minds of both humans and higher beings.
Some of them were ordinary monsters that were passed through the minds of children as scary stories that their parents had been using to stop them from being stubborn.
But one entity. One being. A single monster had introduced itself as the Great King of Fiends.
Its name would bring chaos and mayhem.
Its power could send anyone straight to the afterlife.
A giant creature with a western dragon-like appearance with no wings had appeared out of nowhere. The monster had humongous body with blue scales, that almost have passed as armor because of how it covered its entire frame. Two twisted black horns were resting on top of its head, symbolizing its nature and showing its authority.
Since its creation, the being itself, had proven it could also bring the same destruction that the High Dragons had brought upon their lands as it indiscriminately killed every single beings who had thought they were the ones who could bring the monster into its knees. But they were wrong when its gigantic hands had merely smashed their tiny bodies and left them to rot away.
The carnage had followed the being who didn't stop from marking its legacy. Its power. Its name. Its title. To the world.
The people had called the being the Great King of Fiends — Hannibal.
After terrorizing the lands of different species, its madness didn't go unnoticed as the Almighty God had formulated a plan to capture the fiend and stop the cause of countless destruction once and for all by trapping the one they had called the Great King of Fiends inside of a Sacred Gear. With the help of Pagan Gods, they successfully had weakened its unbelievable defense which it was using to block their powerful attacks and weapons. After weakening the fiend, their plan to seal the being inside of one of the strongest vessel that the God of the Bible had created proved insufficient. Solely lacking.
The being had sensed their desire to place it inside of puny metal, leading for Hannibal to rampage in order to bypass the countless seals that would make it more weaker than it already was. Even without any wings, the Great King of Fiends had a way of reaching the flying figures in the sky who were casting offensive spells to steal its attention away from their leaders.
Legion of white-winged angels throwing their light spears alongside their black counterparts in hopes of buying some time to complete the seal their leaders were going to use to the rampaging monster who, in return, merely ignored their light-based weapons.
Creatures of hell who were in glee while shoving their demonic spells into the back of the fiend but in response, the fiend itself slapped them away by using its gigantic hands.
Beautiful women clad in different types of armor were flying around the battlefield while casting a lot of elemental spells and conjuring spheres of high destructive energy before hurling it all straight to the giant's face but said giant had only eaten their magical attacks.
But their male counterparts, the Einherjar, who were proud in their physical strength had met their demise under the feet of the Great King of Fiends when they had tried to cut its limbs.
Spartans who came in the battlefield under the orders of their God had helped the remaining Einherjar but they weren't lucky enough to avoid from being turned into pieces when Hannibal unsheathed its sharp claws.
Bone-like creatures wearing the most darkest robes had tried to shorten its lifespan, which was almost infinite, with their scythes but the Great Fiend King showed its special weapon. A huge black metal sword sprouted from its right wrist as it demonstrated how a weapon should be used.
But it was all a ruse.
The Great King of Fiends had forgotten about the leaders of its victims entirely and was all too late to prevent them from casting their powerful, signature spells and abilities to break its physical body and completely stop it from moving.
That was when it had found itself inside of a prison made from the blackest of material forged into a single curved metal attached into a light blue handguard.
And was hailed as one of the fourteen Longinus-class Sacred Gear with an ability to kill a God in its full potential.
Countless of years. Different humans who had possessed the sword. It had learned to control its unstoppable desire for carnage as it enjoyed the experience with the humans who were lucky enough to wield such powerful artifact with unique and multiple abilities. It had experienced several adventures with its possessors but sometimes it had merely remained hidden because of how normal the lives of some of its wielders had been.
Their short lifespans made it aware the importance of life as it watched all of its possessors died. Either because of their short lifespan or because of their own adventures, they had been still the creatures with limited time.
The Great King of Fiends had no clue that it was going to be changed when a certain newborn human child came to the world with a blood of Devil.
His name wa-
"Can you be quiet? I'm eating right here," a young man with dark blue hair interrupted the voice inside of his mind before putting the cooked-meat in the chopsticks inside of his mouth and chew it. "And why did you start to have an inner monologue when you are in my inner head, and in third perspective view no less." The boy finished lamely.
He was wearing a type of uniform consisting of black blazer with white outline and a matching black formal pants and brown shoes. He had replaced the usual dress code of the school that was a white, long-sleeved button-down shirt with a blue hooded sweatshirt. Despite of the heat, and the fact that he was currently sitting in the highest part of the school made it more hotter, but he was different and his clan specialized the element of ice.
And an MP3 player and headphones were hanging around his neck.
Now that he thought about it, he just disobeyed three of the school rules, while it wasn't a big deal for almost everyone, he would still get an earful from the President of the Student Council because of his position in the school as the head of the Disciplinary Committee.
But who cares?
The handsome young man had youthful features. A small nose and a pair of lips were placed over his pale yet healthy complexion of his skin, showing that he was still rather well despite of the heat of his surroundings. If someone was going to stare at him, they would be like looking at a doll. His hair was rather long as it looked like that the right side of his hair made it so that his right eye was covered by it.
The blue-haired young man was sitting on top of the small roof to the entrance of the rooftop, a wired fence surrounding the entire area to avoid anyone from falling and dying on the school grounds. It was one of the biggest questions in his mind. He had tried to ask the owner of the school why they had bothered themselves to create a rooftop and blocked the edges of it when they were just going to forbid anyone and stopped them from entering the rooftop.
The administrator had merely laughed and told him that he possessed a lot of money to spend off and it was the Student Council President's fault when they have had forced the redheaded man to pass that rule.
The bluenette was holding a home-packed meal in his hand while the other one was holding a pair of chopsticks and currently enjoying the warm breeze and the delicious food that he had brought from the nearest store.
[What an amazing way to interrupt someone, Minato.] The being inside groaned. Clearly annoyed by the boy's sudden interruption. [I was getting in the part where you became aware of my existence and that devil father of yours.]
His only response was to pick the sliced-potatoes in his meal and popped it into his mouth. If he have a way to see the look of the being inside him, he would probably see Hannibal's emotionless face.
"And why you kept saying 'it' and 'its' when you could just say he, him, and his?" He paused for a moment before going back to what he saying, "When it is clearer than the sun that you are a male?"
[No one back then knows my gender, stating the fact that I was genderless before you have decided to treat me as a male.]
Minato actually adapted a look of seriousness, "Do you want me to treat you like a girl?"
But before Hannibal could retaliate back and shot his question down a young woman with long black hair and eyeglasses caught his attention after said woman had uttered his name. He looked down and saw the young woman who was standing quite diligently while holding a yellow band with words of "Disciplinary Committee" in kanji written over it. The girl was wearing the girls' uniform of Kuoh Academy, which was a white long-sleeved button-down shirt with a black ribbon, the same with what the males had, along with a cape resting upon her shoulders. She also had a black corset with buttons and a magenta skirt with a white rim
Reading the expression of the black-haired woman, Minato could guess why she was now looking at him as if he was a criminal or did something wrong.
He looked at his clothing then where he was having his lunch break then to the gadget around his neck and lastly to the object in the hand of the Vice-President of the Student Council.
He could understand now why the girl was looking at him like that.
"What can I do for you, Shinra-senpai?" He idly asked. If the situation was different, then he would probably throw a joke or two but he have a feeling this-
"The Seito Kaichou wants your presence in the Student Council's room."
Conversation was something he wouldn't like.
[This is the punishment for interrupting my backstory.] the fiend chuckled.
He could only let out a tired sigh.
Inside of the room of Student Council, there were six figures in total and three of them were sitting in the long soft couch, one of them was standing and leaning on the door, the other one was sitting behind the mahogany desk with bundles of documents resting on the desk, and the remaining person was standing behind the back of the bespectacled young woman who had short black hair.
"Do you know why you are here, Arisato-kun?" The one with short black hair asked. Her eyes greatly narrowed at him, as if the young woman was trying to pierce through his body and make him suffer. She was also wearing the same kind of uniform what Tsubaki Shinra was wearing though hers was a little small than the latter because of their sizes.
His eyes travelled onto the three boys who were sitting in the sofa, and even though he wasn't facing the three, he could see they were nervous and the fact the three had a numerous... well, pending letter of complaints from the majority of school body, which were ninety-eight percent.
"They peeped?" He honestly knew why the infamous trio were in the room of hell right now but he decided to not be judgmental and allowed the Student Council President to continue or correct him if he was wrong by any means.
There was a… slight to none percent that those three did something right that warrant the Student Council's attention. Or not.
[When you said 'room of hell' did you say that because all the members of this room are Devils or is it because they are boring?] the fiend asked, the confusion in Hannibal's voice was real.
He inwardly sighed and decided to not answer the question.
"No," Souna Shitori ignored his slightly surprised look and proceeded to open one of the drawers of her desk and showed photos of girls in their underwears, and some of them were completely nude, "They peeped and took photos."
Well… it seemed he was right all along… or wrong. Truthfully… he didn't know which was the correct one.
[You are half correct and half incorrect.] his Sacred Gear answered.
'Great…'
[You are welcome.] Minato didn't have the feeling to say he was just being sarcastic after hearing the satisfaction behind of Hannibal's voice.
"This is… a crime." Minato decided to say after searching anything he could use to let the four to know what he was thinking about the pictures.
Honestly, he was dumbfounded by the fact that the three did get a lot of photos yet they were still alive.
"As if peeping wasn't a crime in the first place," Sona pinched the bridge of her nose after moving her eyeglasses out of her eyes and cleaned it before putting it back.
"So why am I here?" He didn't mean to voice his comment but the silence wasn't tolerable even for him who loved to be in peaceful quiet place.
Sona looked at him dumbfounded as if she was indirectly asking him whether he was being serious right now or not, same with her right hand. The other three didn't move where they were sitting and remained staring at the floor.
"Stopping something like this and capturing the same people who did something lawbreaking falls under the jurisdiction of the Disciplinary Committee," Sona said straightforwardly without holding back, "That you have been neglecting since the very first time you became its head." Her violet eyes stayed on his clothes and gadgets, "And should I mention those?"
Minato raised a hand to stop her when he heard something wrong. Just one. And the most important for him.
"I didn't choose to be the head of Disciplinary Committee," he said, "I didn't even choose to be a part of the committee." When he felt that Sona wasn't going to back down, he brought the topic back, "Should I bring them into the Disciplinary Committee's room to evaluate a perfect punishment for them?"
The three flinched from their seats but remained quiet as they didn't want to argue with the Student Council President and the head of the Disciplinary Committee.
"No, I already have something for them," Sona said seriously.
"What is it?" He asked, pitying the Perverted Trio for them to be in prison at such a young age.
"Cleaning the men's restroom for a whole month."
Now, he could understand why those three still have the guts to do something indecent and a crime no less.
It was partially the Student Council's fault for not kicking the three, but he really didn't care about it as long they won't try to cross the wrong way and start to peep on males.
He would kick their asses if they did something like that.
Speaking of them, where did they go?
[The three ran away out of the room after the…] the fiend paused, thinking a way to describe one of them without using what the two have in common. [The breasts-less one allowed them to leave but currently you were still under their harsh stares.]
Truth to the words of his Sacred Gear, Minato found himself alone in the room with two of the most stern women in the entire school after drowning in his own thoughts.
"Is this pertains the previous subject or is this a supernatural world thing?" He idly asked while remaining calm even though there were two people who giving him glares.
Sona pushed her glasses before opening her palm and summoned a small magic circle as it slowly produced a small envelope with a light blue crest of his clan which greatly resembled to a black cross. "The latter," she said before putting it into the desk and because of the distance, Minato needed to walk closer to get the small envelope. "It was sent yesterday by Lord Partas but you weren't here."
He shrugged his shoulders before opening the envelope and saw the letter with his father's handwriting.
To Minato
My son, I will keep this short. In the town nearest where you are staying at has a double A-ranked Stray Devil. I want you to slay it so our clan can benefit with your success.
- Your Father, Cadmar Partas
He sighed as he inserted the paper to his pocket, "It seems my father does really want the clan to be part of the Seventy-Two Pillars and become a Pillar Head."
Sona started to arrange the documents stacked on her desk while Tsubaki moved in front of her to help. The bespectacled young woman with short hair still gave a response.
"With the current state and number of the Seventy-Two Pillars, it is not surprising to see the minor clans and families to aim for the vacant spot," Sona paused before going back to whatever she was going to say. "But your clan already have produced strong fighters, not to mention Esdeath-sama who has the title of the strongest General of the Devil Military and the third strongest female devil in the Underworld. And you," the girl looked at him contemplatively, "who possessed a Longinus-class Sacred Gear in his arsenal. I honestly do not understand why they are still debating whether your clan can be uplifted or not."
He shook his head as he turned around and started to walk towards the door, "Old Devils and their old ways, it will never change." Holding the doorknob, he smiled, a smile that didn't reach the eyes of the two young women, but not because of happiness, but because of something else, "Many families had tried and many of them had failed, it will remain that way."
He left the door without waiting for Sona's response as he started to walk away.
[But as long as you have great strength, you can change lives for better or for worst.] the fiend added but also trailed off.
'And as long as you have immense power, you can change the world for better or for worst,' he spoke inwardly.
A peaceful night in a certain town in Japan, he was standing in front of an abandoned warehouse near the location of the neighboring town of Kuoh Town.
A young man with dark blue hair let out a sigh of exasperation after his blue eyes surveyed the structure in front of him.
"Why do Stray Devils always love to hide inside of huge crumbling storehouses?" The bluenette asked a rhetorical question as he sent a glance at his companion.
[Of course, to avoid being spotted.] the fiend answered his question despite him not expecting it. [I hope this one can give us something challenging, I couldn't believe how weak our opponents back then were! They couldn't remain alive after spending three or four minutes of fighting!]
He chose to ignore Hannibal before walking slowly towards the entrance of the abandoned warehouse. Upon entering, both of them didn't expect their target to be dead and lying on the ground covered in its own blood. The whole area was totally destroyed. Several cracks in the ground and dents in the walls had only supported what they were thinking.
He had almost not recognized the body of their target as it was utterly mutilated, but Minato was not worried at all.
"Another food?" His head snapped and looked at the top of the crates, "What a lucky day for me to eat one Stray Devil and a human with a smell of my kind!"
Did that Stray Devil call him their kind?
[That is laughable.] Hannibal snorted. [Show that low creature its place. I prefer you put that thing under your foot.] the fiend announced.
'Got it,' was all he said and only waited for the being to show itself to them so he could blow its face with his magic or slice its body apart with his Sacred Gear.
A behemoth.
That was the size of the being who had jumped off away from the crates and landed on the ground with its animalistic feet that resembled to a lion's feet. The weight of the monster in front of them was enough to create another dent on the ground and forced the dusts onto him that blocked his eyesight. Sensing its intention, Minato jumped away from his former position to avoid letting the monster to get the upper hand.
After the dusts disappeared, it allowed him to see the complete appearance of the being who had attacked his target. The being had a normal upper body of a human but it had ridiculous huge muscles. But its lower half was different and it could pass to being a lion's lower half.
"Goran… the AAA-class Stray Devil…" Minato trailed off.
Before he could say any other words to add, the behemoth of a Stray Devil dashed at him with an intent to smash him with its fist. He didn't deem evading it was needed to protect himself from its attack when he could take the fist without any problem. To prove his point and strength, before the fist of the Stray Devil hit him, he caught it with his own right hand. He could see the astonishment behind of Goran's eyes when he stopped its fist and the force behind of the attack without using any magic and merely used his physical strength.
"WHAT— HOW!?"
His response to that was to throw away the Stray Devil by sending it into the air using his foot and kicked the chin of Goran. Huge explosion hit the body of the Stray before it landed onto the ground, Minato tilted his head to the side to see Stray Devil's body was letting out blue smokes.
A huge wave of energy knocked off the giant after it finally stood and sent it to the ground once again but this time it couldn't move a muscle because of the suffocating aura that engulfed the whole place. The only exception and left unaffected by the sudden change of atmosphere was the other one who was the source of said suffocating aura. The young man appeared in front of the Stray and planted his foot onto the broad chests of the behemoth that elicited a voice of agony from Goran.
'Happy now?' he deadpanned.
[Of course.]
His entire body was covered in unknown source of blue energy that made him more imposing than earlier. "I don't think you can eat me like my target there," the beast under his foot grabbed his foot and tried to push it away from its chests.
"You're no mere high-class Devil…" after the blue energy engulfed his body, Goran couldn't match the power he was letting out, trapping the giant between the ground and his foot.
He ignored it as he narrowed his visible eye which made the Stray Devil flinched. He opened his hand as he waited for his Sacred Gear to appear and when it did, he held the handle of the sword and showed the sharp tip to the Stray Devil.
It seemed Goran had found out the strength to talk when the Stray Devil saw the curved black blade with a blue handguard appeared out of nowhere. It didn't even see a single magic circle before the blade manifested completely in front of its face. "W-Wait— is that the Vicious Blade?!" Its eyes widened in realization, "Are you the human-devil hybrid swordsman they called the Blue-Haired Hybrid and the Saphir Knight?"
[Kill him.] the stray flinched again because of the intimidating and beast-like voice that rang from the black blade. [He is a waste of time.]
Minato sighed before looking back at the Stray Devil with exasperation cleared on his face, "I really don't like that nickname, even though it's accurate to what I am and my fighting style," he finally said after pausing to think about a new cool nickname. "Oh~ how about the Slayer of Stray Devils? Stating the fact that I'm always the one who is doing this kind of job," he pushed his foot harder as a emphasis to his sentence, "But nevermind."
His eyes narrowed at the one who was sweating a lot and puking blood from its mouth, "Let's just get this over with, I don't want to shorten the time of my sleeping."
The only thing that Goran could see was its death in a form of black blade, it could feel the hunger inside of the sword but Goran couldn't do anything but to watch the incoming cold metal.
After making sure that both Stray Devils were already dead, he walked around the town to find any transport vehicle that could take him back to his apartment. By saying 'making sure' and thinking about the sake of the regular human in the area, and avoid them from seeing the gruesome state of the bodies of the strays, Minato had frozen their bodies and turned them into small pieces of ice using the high-level ice magic of his clan to annihilate completely the two deceased Stray Devils.
Luckily, he had found a taxicab in the populated part of the town and paid the guy handsomely to shut him up when the cabdriver had asked about the red stains in his shoes. But to make sure, after bringing him back to the apartment complex where he had a room for a small price, he altered the memory of cabdriver to avoid being reported to the human officials.
He really didn't want a couple of policemen to take him into their station to ask questions.
After entering his door, he immediately closed it and went to his bedroom to get his well-deserving rest, not caring about getting a dinner.
His daily life was consisted of sleeping, napping, bathing, eating, training, sleeping, napping, eating, and training. And he didn't hate it because he loved how simple his life was but it all had been thrown away by his father when the old man decided to enroll him into the Kuoh Academy, a school for regular humans, some humans with supernatural abilities, and couple of supernatural young beings acting as students.
When he had thought that it was the most annoying thing that would ever happened to him, the heiress of the Sitri Clan proved him wrong when the water-user Devil had enlisted him and announced to the entire school that he was going to be the new head of the Disciplinary Committee. A group of students who needed to beat some senses to the students who were hard headed enough to break the rules of the school.
When he had asked the two rulers of Kuoh Town why he must be the one who would take the burden of watching the Perverted Trio, mentioning that they were the only ones who were breaking the school rules for… assets purposes.
They only shrugged his question and told him that as a High-Class Devil, like them, he should have his own group in the school.
But then again, why the Disciplinary Committee? And why won't them allow him to create his own club? Like Sleeping and Eating Club?
Now — he understood why, as he stared at the group of local delinquents standing in front of him with some bats, metal bats, and some knuckles in their fists. While the irritating and familiar Trio were hiding in his back as if they could hide properly, he snorted.
"You, go away and let us beat those three asses," the leader of the pack sneered while a metal bat was resting in his shoulder. "Turn around and walk away and we let you get away, just give those kids. Those perverts verbally abused my girlfriend, especially that punk with brown hair," said brown-haired pervert flinched and he could feel it because Hyoudou Issei was holding onto his shoulder as if he was being used as a shield.
That was a magnanimous offer but — looking at the scared faces of the three, he could not, even though he wanted to, again he could not. But he would make sure that Hyoudou, Matsuda, and Motohama will get the right punishment for the trouble they have caused and for putting him into the spotlight after, literally, snatched him from the sidewalks and placed him between them and the seven delinquents with looks of someone who were going to commit a serious crime.
"I just complimented her boobs," Issei murmured, his voice was akin to a puppy that didn't get any extra food.
Sighing, Minato pulled the yellow band he hated so much and placed it into his right hand, "I really don't care but as the head of the Disciplinary Committee…" he trailed off, still deliberating whether he should help the three or not.
"He has the right to protect us!" One of the Trio yelled from his back, he could guess that was the 'Perverted Glasses' who had announced the twisted version of his responsibility.
"I was going to say that I have the right to beat these three inside of the school but…" he sighed in exasperation, "that would work too. But I'm still going to beat you three later." He said casually that made them to drop their jaws with Hyoudou yelling something that didn't reach his ears when one of the delinquents ran at him with a metal bat in the air. The sudden action of the delinquent made the three on his back to fall into the ground and roll away from the battleground.
Minato didn't focus on his enemies or the battle itself as he needed to lower his physical strength to avoid showing his true nature. Stepping aside, he avoided the metal bat and quickly returned the favor by smashing his fist onto the delinquent's chin.
The poor delinquent's unconscious body flew and landed on the ground, inches away from the feet of the delinquents' leader.
"FUCK IT! BEAT HIM!"
With that, the bluenette delivered a full-powered beat down to the delinquents.
While Minato was having not-so hard time with fighting some weak regular, normal humans.
The other three were watching the onslaught, one-sided battle ongoing in front of them.
One of them, who was wearing eyeglasses, pushed said eyeglasses while watching every moves the head of the Disciplinary Committee was doing.
"Do you think those delinquents can survive with that kind of beating?" The bespectacled boy asked no one particularly as he kept counting how many punches did the student from the Class 2-A still putting on the poor delinquents' bodies.
The bald man was the one who answered the question of Motohama, stating the fact that their friend, Issei Hyoudou, was having a fun time watching the men with bats getting punished by the bluenette, "Maybe? Even with those moves and strength, Arisato-san is still a human so… yeah." Matsuda and Motohama yelled out of their lungs as they ducked their heads to avoid a flying metal bat that had almost hit their faces.
"Phew~" Matsuda wiped the sweats in his forehead, "Who do you think would win if that chick-hogging prince from class 2-C fight with…"
"Blue Demon of Kuoh Academy," the bespectacled boy nodded his head sagely while ignoring the battle completely, "Prince of Kuoh Academy against the Blue Demon of Kuoh Academy… I think we will get a lot of cash if those two fight and us selling the tickets, right, Issei?"
"Damn, this is amazing," Issei, the brown-haired boy who was the reason why they were in this mess, raised his thumbs while grinning, completely ignoring their previous conversation, "But I can't understand why they are losing, but who cares? We've gotten away from being beaten up by those gangsters."
They couldn't help but to agree as they nodded their head in unison and came back from watching the fight just to cringe when Minato kicked the face of the last man standing and sent the man to the ground.
"We're finally safe," they all said in unison.
And saw the Disciplinary Committee Head's face.
"We're doomed," was all they said while getting pulled by the bluenette by grabbing their collar while their asses were still on the ground.
"Now do you understand?" Minato asked while sitting on his own chair behind his working desk but unlike Souna or Sona's desk, his had no papers or documents to finish.
The Perverted Trio, like yesterday, were sitting motionless on the sofa that the faculty have provided for him to use whenever he would bring any students who have broken the school rules. But unlike yesterday, when the trio were in the Student Council's room, their faces have several bandaids and each of them had a black eye, in Motohama's case, he got a black eye and a broken eyeglasses.
They all nodded their heads, not wanting to receive another ridiculous power punch from the blue-haired young man. Earlier, Matsuda did say that Minato was a normal human— now, he wasn't sure enough whether Minato was a human or some kind of powerful entity.
And now, Issei could understand why those seven have been defeated by his schoolmate.
"Then it seems that you have learned something, you are all dismissed," Minato let out a satisfying smile as he watched the three to get up and left the committee's office.
What he wasn't aware of, the Perverted Trio learned that they should do their indecent activities more carefully and far away from the eyes of any Disciplinary Committee's members just to avoid from having another hellish session with someone they all three called the Blue Demon of Kuoh Academy. And no doubt, that nickname would get across to the entire school with the story that Minato had beaten couple of delinquents.
Unbeknownst to Minato, the reason why Hannibal didn't say anything since they had seen Issei and his friends earlier was the Fiend could smell something inside of the brown-haired pervert. Something familiar that forced the fiend to let out a smile.
In the middle of the vast area somewhere in the Underworld, there were couple buildings in the frozen land itself but one of them was the most biggest. It was the castle of the current head of Partas Clan and the member of his family along numerous servants who were serving the current head with undying loyalty and ready to use their abilities to protect their territory. The armies of the Partas Clan have a lot of battle experience and could go toe-to-toe with the armies of the major clans in the Devil Society despite them being inferior in ranking. It was because of the extensive training they had went through from the hands of the leader of Partas Clan himself.
Inside of the spacious room with a giant window that allowed anyone inside of the room to see snowflakes falling from the artificial sky that the Four Great Satans had created for the countless reincarnated Devils. But the frozen land, the place covered in snow and ice with dozens of ice mountains, it was the very first head and founder of the Partas Clan who had created the land of ice in the Underworld before the Civil War had taken its place.
"Does your father knows about this meeting?" The stern voice made his counterpart to stop from drinking the tea that was intentionally offered to a certain redheaded man with an appearance of someone in their twenties.
The one who had talked was wearing some kind of aristocrat clothes with a mixture of a type of armor as the golden breastplate offered protection to the thin clothes underneath of it. Hanging around his neck was a golden medallion, also he was wearing a black headband with his clan's symbol which was a black cross.
His appearance looked slightly older than the redheaded man, while his long, light blue hair was styled in a mullet. The man was also bearded with the same shade of color as his hair and eyes.
"I believe," the red-haired man playfully trailed off, but continued on nonetheless, "no. He doesn't have an idea that we are having this kind of talk. But he will thank me later after all this will end; Cadmar-dono, please reconsider my offer, you and your clan will have my support after he saves her from that fate."
Cadmar was looking at the man who was wearing the ceremonial armor of Lucifer with different color before closing his eyes and started to think deeply.
"I, may not be the most greatest father but I don't think I can put my only son in the spotlight where some Old Devils would set their harmful eyes on him for breaking an important event for Pure-Bloods." Opening his eyes, his gaze could pierce through the soul of the current Lucifer, "Even if I have your support, it does not guarantee that my clan would be able to join the ranks of Ars Goetia."
Before the man named Sirzechs Lucifer could say anything, Cadmar continued.
"You know very well that your political power is not that as influential as you think," the man with stern expression etched on his face leaned his back against the soft surface that the golden chair had offered, "Do not get me wrong, Lord Lucifer, I am not saying you are incompetent or weak. Those Old Ones still have the power to overthrow you from your seat, they just respected you as one of the most powerful Devils in the Underworld."
The man let out a small smile as he nodded his head to fully agree on the statement of the head of Partas Clan. "Then how about the other three Satans? How about their full cooperation in your quest to get one of the vacant slot in the Seventy-Two Pillars?"
"Please humor me," Cadmar laughed mockingly, "Aside from Lord Beelzebub, the other two have no reasons to help us in this mission of ours."
Sirzechs didn't mind Cadmar's reaction and the mock laugh as he answered him with full confidence. "Like you say, Ajuka is not a problem because a little pleading would get his stamp. While the other two, I have an interesting offer for each of them to get their approval to uplift the Partas Clan."
"And what is it?"
"I will send some of my men to take care of Falbium's paperworks and in Serafall's case," Sirzechs grinned, "I will give her little sister's mobile number."
That… was not what Cadmar was thinking. He was lucky that he wasn't drinking anything because if he did, he would probably spit his drink at the grinning face of Sirzechs.
"That… is unbelievable," because of his lack of words to announce what he was feeling deep inside. He settled on the most easiest one.
"So do I have your approval?"
"Just ask my son first and you have a deal," he said in defeat.
"Well then, I let you handle the Ice General," Sirzechs smiled gently, "From what I have heard, her fixation over her little brother could pass on to something forbidden."
And then a magic circle on the floor transported the Lucifer away.
Cadman shook his head before letting a sigh.
"Why do powerful Devils has disturbing obsession with their younger siblings."
A/N: Any question you have in mind don't be afraid to ask me whether it is a review or private message, I will answer back. And a fair warning, if you want to see some canon pairing then go to the LN or series. But don't worry, Issei's harem is gonna be… huge. Even with or without his main girls, it is still going to be a big harem for the our resident pervert. On contrary to almost everyone here in DxD section, I don't hate Rias, so maybe I'm gonna put her in Minato's harem. I love yin-yang anyway… lol. Oh… wait… that path in the end… sorry, seems that I've already set the ship. But anyway, just check the Hannibal in God Eater if you want to know what my Hannibal's appearance is, just change the color into blue and replace the shield or whatever into a black sword.
And Minato's Sacred Gear is a rip off. It is Wave's Teigu, haha, with a little longer blade.
By the way, if you have any suggestions for their (Minato and Hannibal) Breakdown the Beast's chant pm me.
And Esdeath here~ rejoice!