Chapter 16: Witches' Night.
Danhauser didn't even know why he was watching it. He didn't burst into laughter when he was supposed to, he didn't feel any pressure during the drama, he didn't get the picture of the plot. He just sat in a sea of stray popcorn and with a bowl of them until his fingers brushed the bottom, much to his disappointment.
He felt a nudge on his ribs, looking on his left to face an arm extended full of popcorns. "Want more?" Someone offered, shaking the bowl.
Danhauser's eyes moved a little upward, it was obviously Diehauser, his eyes glued to the screen. "Thank you," He took a stack and tossed them inside his container contently.
"So," Diehauser started, throwing some popcorn inside his mouth. "What's about this Utsusemi Agency again?"
Then he remembered what he was doing here. Today was the day his Peerage won against the small army of Utsusemi. It was around bedtime obviously, to make sure no bystanders were wandering around during the fight. Once victory laid on their grasp, Danhauser took Kazuhisa Doumon as their hostage, for many reasons, information and who knows? Maybe negotiations could be achieved if Hanezu Himejima is interested in saving his partner in crime, which Danhauser highly doubts.
When Danhauser returned to the Underworld with his teammates, he was honestly shocked when the one to answer the door wasn't Gilles de Rais, but his master, Diehauser Belial, waiting for him to come back home once more since the moon was already out for so long, their mother began to worry. Lord Belial convinced her to hit the bed while he waited for him to knock on the entrance.
Honestly. Danhauser was relieved that the one who was awake was Diehauser and not Calcabrina, his brother is pretty much chill, unlike his mother who is a literal inferno when agitated.
In the end, his Peerage and Valerie Tepes went to their separate rooms with Bova Tannin spreading his wings and flying as fast as he could to Dragon's Mountain. Leaving Danhauser with his brother and an unconscious Kazuhisa tied to a chair not far away from them in the living room.
"A bunch of human terrorists kidnapping adolescents to obtain Sacred Gears that are known as The Four Fiends," Danhauser explained briefly, returning to the magic box just to uncover that in his brief distraction the commercials had begun.
Diehauser still kept his gray orbs on the flashing announcements. "Huh," He said after gulping the crushed food. "And you fought them, why?"
"They were going after one of my Peerage Members."
"The Dhampir?" Diehauser asked.
Danhauser shook his head. "No, my Mutated Knight, Tobio Ikuse." He responded, catching Diehauser's attention. "They attacked the Ryoukouu Highschool when the students went on vacations on a cruise." He paused. "Also, Valerie isn't part of my Peerage."
Diehauser frowned and licked his cheek. "So, this Agency are the ones behind the Luxury Case."
Danhauser merely hummed as he tapped out the corn crumbs into his palm and threw his head back to inhale them. "The Highschool is named after the town, which interestingly enough, the town is not so far away from Kuoh." That alarmed The Emperor. "Since a few students were absent at the voyage to Hawaii, some of them survived the attack, but they're sending their Utsusemi to scout for them."
"… You think they're after Kuoh, too?" Diehauser grasped the remote from the small table and switched channels.
"Right now, they have three objectives." Danhauser raised a single finger. "Capture the survivors." He lifted the second one. "Build their army." He stretched the last digit. "And complete the Four Fiends Project." He lowered his hand. "Don't be too shocked when they stop by to steal a few girls to increase their numbers."
The Champion's frown deepened, turning off the television as nothing appealing appeared. He sank on the cough with a groan. "I need to inform the Great King Zekram Bael and warn our cousin, she's in danger."
"You think Zekram is going to listen?" Danhauser asked dryly, glaring at his own reflection from the black screen.
"Let's face it. He doesn't care about Cleria, like us," Diehauser responded, tapping his temple with the remote control. "But I've seen a chart of where most of the Contracts are made around the world, Kuoh stands at the Top Five and you know how these contracts are a huge benefactor for the Underworld." He bit his cheek and shot a look at the senseless terrorist. "This is troublesome. There's a small chance that they'll come back to Ryoukouu Town, but stronger this time."
Danhauser sighed heavily. "I know…"
"… Why are they building an army anyway?"
"Because they want to attack the Five Principal Clans," Danhauser replied with a wave of his hand. "With the army of Utsusemi and the Four Fiends at their side, victory will be theirs."
"I'm baffled that you'd gathered data about them," Diehauser turned to his silent brother. "You really did something traumatic to make him spill the beans. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad one."
"I did whatever was possible," Danhauser simply answered.
Diehauser stared for a while, before breaking into a smile and ruffled his hair. "Mom will be so freaked out when she finds out about your small adventure." He saw his troubled expression, chuckling he continued. "I have to say, I'm not only glad you made it in one piece back home, but you lead your Peerage good enough to defeat a terrorist group."
Danhauser scratched his cheek. "It was nothing, really. Anyone could have done what I did and ten times better."
"An adult? Without a doubt." He squeezed his shoulder comfortingly. "But someone around your age? It's an amazing feat that can't be ignored so easily."
Danhauser smiled timidly and massaged his shoulder. "Thank you."
Diehauser stood up and walked where Kazuhisa was. "Either way, I'll be taking the terrorist with Gilles," He said after cutting the rope with ease and lifting the human up his shoulder. "While you go to sleep and prepare for school tomorrow."
"Hear, hear," Danhauser saluted and slowly hopped from the sofa.
"Good night," Nothing else to add, Diehauser went to the exit.
"Wait!" Danhauser exclaimed, freezing The Champion. "Can you do me a favor and not tell mom about this, please?"
Diehauser blinked, twice. "Ha. No." he snorted and left the room.
"…" Danhauser deadpanned, "Huh. Okay then, go and tell her." He folded his arms. "Hopefully she would also love to know her oldest son made an earthquake in Lucifuge Territory!"
…
The door cracked open as Diehauser's head poked out. "Your secret is safe, little brother."
The Heir sent a quick wink. "Same here, big brother, same here."
The Seven Great Pillars.
Council of Seven.
Lords of Ars Goetia.
Those are the befitting titles for the people gathered in here, they are the ruling bodies of the Ars Goetia's government, each one of them carrying a role to benefit their kin, like Diehauser Belial adding new and updating laws as the Head Senator or such as Sirzechs Lucifer who's in charge of Domestic Affairs. Or perhaps a greater position as the Governor of the 72 Pillars, like Lord Bael.
When Diehauser Belial stepped into these halls the first time, it sent a chill down his spine, mostly for what his father told him about the function of such location.
Diehauser sighed as he sat along with the Four Great Satans and Lord Bael on the horseshoe table made of the finest stone and engraved with many runes.
"Hmmm..." Pink Satan hummed her TV show's song. "I wonder why are we here...?" She pouted. "I was watching my show, no fair, no fair! I wanna go home, now!"
"Please calm down, Maou Leviathan," Diehauser said with a casual look. "Great King Zekram called us here, as soon as we address the concern, we'll leave immediately."
"... Fiiineee!" Serafall puckered her lips angrily, shaping circles on the table before beaming at the Emperor. "Oh! Oh! Oh! By the way! I'm glad your little brother is alive! Say hello me pretty please cherry on top~!"
"Agree, I think I can speak from the remaining Satans that we are also pleased about your brother's return, Emperor Belial." Sirzechs offered his contagious smile. "Tell him hello from our part."
Diehauser found himself chuckling. "I will. When Great King Zekram founds a solution, I'll make sure to tell him."
Sirzechs' smile fell off. "Whatever it is, I hope it isn't what I have in mind right now," Crimson Satan rambled his fingers on the table. "Great King caught me by surprise when he'd delivered the message unexpectedly."
"I would stop thinking that way," Falbium suggested after yawning, lying his cheek over his fist. "I'm mostly annoyed than concerned, couldn't we just schedule this meeting for another day? I was in the middle of my nap!"
"For the first time, I agree with you," Ajuka's eye jerked, eyeing each seat carefully. "This place hasn't been used for a long time now, it better be something important."
Lord Bael rolled his eyes. "Be patient you four! Just as Emperor Belial said, Great King Zekram wouldn't invoke all of you if this wasn't relevant for Ars Goetia! He's also an occupied man doing his best to protect the remaining Pillars, in case you four didn't know." He proudly puffed his chest. "Admirable Devil, if I say so myself!"
"Oooh yes, I bet he is," Ajuka muttered, earning a hard elbow from fake Lucifer.
Unfortunately, Magdaran's father heard him, glaring. "What's that supposed to mean, Maou Beelzebub?"
Expectedly, the heavy doors swung open and everyone immediately stood up when a strong aura of greatness punched the whole room, no one spoke and no one moved. Just listening to the cold steps of Lord Bael's ancestor approaching.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen," Zekram Bael himself welcomed everyone. "I am glad almost everyone made it here."
After Zekram took a seat, everyone followed soon after, with Lord Bael sending one last warning look at Ajuka.
His ancestor's previous words repeated inside his head. He frowned. "Almost?"
Zekram sent him a side-glance. "We're going to have an interesting guest joining us." He explained, passing a hand through his black hair. "Someone that lives outside the walls of Ars Goetia."
His descendant's frown deepened. "With due respect, Great King, but why is someone that has nothing to do with our government coming here?"
"Actually, why are we here in the first place? This room is mostly used in case a war starts. There's not a war that I'm aware of," Sirzechs spoke for the Maous. "… Or is there?"
"Thankfully, we're not in a conflict," Zekram assured the assembly. "We're here for a shocking message that Emperor Belial has delivered to me, personally." All eyes jumped at the gray-haired man. "As for why the eight guests are coming… it is because he's probably trapped in the same hole as us."
"Who would that man be?" Serafall tapped her chin with a head tilt.
Zekram shrugged nonchalantly. "Mephisto Pheles."
Diehauser arched an eyebrow. "Why is Grauzauberer's Chairman coming here?"
"He hasn't told me yet. He prefers to spread his knowledge to the Council personally, as well as scavenge for information." A slight chuckle left his lips. "A fair warning for each one of you. From start to finish, I have known Mephisto Pheles like the corners of the Underworld. Beware of his sharp tongue and ferocious temperament, just don't let his harsh words get to you."
The Emperor winced slightly. He knew a little of Mephisto Pheles, credit goes to Rudiger, Tannin and his single Bishop, and the description of him wasn't so good per say…
"Don't worry, Great King Bael," Lord Bael said with a strong nod. "I'll make sure Mephisto Pheles feels welcomed."
Suddenly the tall doors slowly swung open.
"Speaking of the Devil…" Zekram heaved a sigh, as his eyes pursued the floating throne. "Long time no see, Mephisto Pheles."
Lord Bael stood up. "Ah, you must be Grauzauberer's chairman." He dusted his attire and moved onward, offering a hand. "Speaking on the behalf of Ars Goetia, it pleases us to have such famous Devil here—!"
"Get back to your seat, you donkey." Mephisto flew past him, "Like I need to hear all the crap you use to brainwash your people."
"I warned you…" The First Bael muttered as the guest made it to the table. "I see you haven't changed, Mephisto Pheles."
"Same thing for you, Zekram," Mephisto shot back.
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"That was not a compliment."
Lord Bael's gaze sharpened. "You bastard...!" He spat in disgust. "Show respect whenever you're in territory that—!"
"I heard that one of you has important information about the tragic case of the Luxury Liner," Mephisto's heterochromatic eyes fixated over Asmodeus who was… snoring now. "He's asleep."
"Shocking," Ajuka rolled his eyes.
"NNNN!" Serafall puffed her cheeks and glared at Falbium.
Sirzechs chuckled nervously. "I apologize for his lazy nature, I'll wake him up."
The Director sneered. "Forget it. I'm just here for the information. When I'm done, I can finally leave this freak show as soon as possible."
"Emperor Belial has everything you need to know," Zekram remarked, looked over his shoulder. "Lord Bael, would you come take your seat? You've been standing there for a long time. No one's coming now."
Sairaorg's father just glared at the gigantic entrance, rapidly massaging his nose. "…Of course, Great King."
The blue-red haired geezer turned to Diehauser. "Well? What are you waiting for?"
The Champion inhaled and stood up. "As you wish, Mephisto Pheles."
"That is all," Diehauser Belial formally dropped to his chair.
For the tenth time, Mephisto hummed and massaged his chin. "Utsusemi Agency…"
"They could attack other towns such as Kuoh for the sake of building an army," Sirzechs Lucifer observed with a scowl.
"And leave a powerful scar on the Underworld if the people of Kuoh Town are captured," Ajuka Beelzebub added. "Kuoh Town is one of the places where contracts occur the most."
Serafall Leviathan gazed over the Emperor. "Are any of these Utsusemi any kind of Youkai?"
He shook his head. "No. He told me that they were mostly lizards, a black lion and the students."
Sirzechs turned to the female Maou. "You think there's a chance that the Youkai are also involved in this nest of snakes?"
She nodded. "All this is transpiring in Japan. The Five Great Families are the Agency's main target, they kidnap people to install those Avatar-Sacred Gears, why wouldn't they capture a few Youkais?"
"Maybe because they don't have a vendetta against High Priestess Yasaka?" Ajuka responded. "While it's true that having someone with mastery over Senjutsu and Youjutsu under your ranks is handy, their purpose is to attack the Five Families by locating these Four Fiends, without making too many enemies. Attacking Kyoto just to have a few Nekomatas would be an unwise decision."
"High Priestess Yasaka is an enemy of the Five Clans." Lord Bael reminded them, scoffing. "She won't lift a finger as long as they don't threaten her people. She'll just be in her little temple whilst 'praising the sun.'"
Ajuka curved an eyebrow. "Should we worry that she may join them?"
"If rumors are truthful," Diehauser started. "High Priestess Yasaka isn't interested in war nor becoming a terrorist. Her main focus is to keep balance over Kyoto."
"Whatever happens, I'll make sure to stop it," Mephisto broke from his inner world. "I won't sit around and let a bunch of morons abduct and experiment innocent people for selfish reasons. I thank you for stopping the terrorist, Emperor Belial, you wouldn't mind if I send Tannin to your territory to take that donkey off your shoulders?"
"Go for it," Diehauser accepted. "But it wasn't me who fought against the Agency, it was my brother, who also secured the information."
"Wait a second," Zekram slowly pronounced. "Your young brother? The fifteen-year-old that came back from the grave, who hasn't participated in any Rating Games and is attending to school?"
"Yes."
"Unbelievable," Mephisto gasped with eyes growing wide, growling. "You donkey, you sent a child to fight off someone who had the chance of killing him or turn him into an abomination?"
Diehauser, by remote reason, found Mephisto's face punchable. He stood up with a fierce look. "My brother fought back for the sake of defending one of his Peerage members, a friend of his, protect another town and our cousin! I would kindly thank you if next time you wouldn't say something like that, Mephisto Pheles."
Sirzechs jumped out of his seat, hands raised. "We're getting out of hand here… remember what the Great King said, Emperor Belial."
Zekram slapped the table and snickered. "I can't believe it! A kid with zero experience in the arts of war has done this?" He smirked slightly, shaking his head in amusement.
"Something in your mind, Great King?"
"Hmm? Oh, don't worry, Lord Bael… don't worry…"
Mephisto, however, hasn't looked away from Diehauser's warning look. "… I would also like to speak with your brother about important matters, then."
"Why would I let you?" Diehauser growled back. "You have all the information I gave you already, this isn't Danhauser's issue anymore."
"Because Kuoh Town is in danger," Mephisto replied piercingly. "Your cousin is there, isn't she? The people here don't give a single fuck about her and the residents. I do, so do you and your brother. I want to help."
Sirzechs scowled. "That's not true, Director. I would love to help in many ways as I can, we, the Satans vowed that Devilkin will not be harmed by outside forces, we'll make sure to keep that promise as our first priority."
"Beautiful speech, but that will not happen, Lucifer," Zekram stole a glance over his wristwatch. "Luckily, school has ended—you can give company to both Lord Bael and Emperor Belial as they go to pick the teens, Mephisto."
The Champion turned sharply to the Elder, aghast. "You wouldn't be suggesting that my brother's going to join this war?"
"I concur with Emperor Belial, Great King," Sirzechs' scowl deepened. "We could send a professional to take care of this task."
Zekram smiled amusingly. "Or we can strengthen this generation, but don't worry, I have a mission for... Leviathan." He analyzed each Satan. "To begin with, wake him up."
Falbium felt a sharp slap behind his head, yawning, he sent a cold gaze at the culprit. "Unnecessary, Beelzebub."
Ajuka shrugged.
"I hope you had pleasant dreams, Asmodeus," Zekram nodded at him, adjusting his tie and gesturing at the only female. "Leviathan, get prepared for a small adventure. You're going to speak with the leader of Kyoto."
Serafall's eyes widened in hope. "Are we going to build an alliance?"
"I'm afraid not," Zekram shattered her longing. "We, Devils, are not interested in allying ourselves with the Youkai Faction. I want them out of this. When you're done with it, keep a keen eye on her."
Serafall, however, wasn't convinced. "Why not set up an accord? We have a similar enemy. With Grauzauberer, Ars Goetia and Kyoto we can defeat them!"
Great King sighed whilst interlocking his fingers. "High Priestess Yasaka is the problem." He announced, looking back at the puzzled raven-haired. "That's why she was chosen to become the Leader of Kyoto, she'll put her people above anything else. Yasaka isn't affected by this Agency as Beelzebub had theorized, she'll demand something in return." He planted both palms on the table. "She wants something that we have, take a guess."
"Kuoh," Diehauser whispered.
"Correct," Zekram hummed unpleasantly. "Kuoh Town has always been one of her priorities, but she hasn't lifted a finger yet, mostly because a Devil and a group of Exorcists are gathered in there. She's mischevious and patient. Kuoh Town won't lay on her hands, no matter what."
Mephisto scoffed, "What makes you think you'll have that place in your hands forever, Zekram?" His glare deepened. "You're going to ruin it. You're not different from your race."
"Our race, Mephisto," Great King corrected him. "Stop acting as if you were not a Devil, you look foolish."
The red-blue-haired devil grunted indignantly.
"Let's focus on the main course, we'd wasted a lot of time now," He addressed the Emperor. "You told me that your brother, Danhauser Belial, wants permission to use True Form, correct?" That caught everyone's attention.
"… You're—!"
"I suppose he already knows the requisites." Zekram interrupted him. "He needs to prove that he's worthy to have one, both mentally and physically. Let's see how he handles this situation," He turned to Mephisto. "Danhauser Belial and his Peerage will be the one supporting your cause, Mephisto."
"… Aren't all of you supposed to decide this by voting?" The red-blue-eyed devil chortled dryly. "Right. I remember, Zekram Bael, the man who speaks for the Elders and acts as a tie-breaker in votes amongst other members, as long as they benefit the Elders and the Bael Clan then everything is fine, hmm?"
Mephisto Pheles spun around and floated away on his throne.
"Harsh," Ajuka commented almost amusingly, eliciting nods from the Maous.
Diehauser stayed silent, fists clenched. "You two should leave, too." Zekram's voice rang in his ears. "School is over, go pick up your relatives."
"…" His legs felt like jelly, but shockingly, they'd approached the exit without any struggles at all. Every cell in his body burned like coal in an oven to the point that Lord Bael made sure to slide away.
"Aren't you annoying? How many times did you ask me for this senseless and stupid request?! The answer will be the same, now stop wasting my time and go away!"
"Sorry father, but I've trained for this moment. I won't back down, let me challenge my half-brother, for the title as Heir of Bael."
Danhauser just watched Lord Bael massaging his knitted brows, "You're not even a Bael from blood! Those who do not inherit Power of Destruction are not considered a Bael." He growled out. "In the perspective of my Clan, you're Sairaorg Vapula and nothing more. Now, be patient and wait for your mother to pick you up. I have had enough of you."
He knew sooner or later, Sairaorg was going to make his demand as rightful Heir of the Great King, what he didn't expect is a crowd of curious children and parents to watch the scene unfold before them, and add to the mix Diehauser Belial, Magdaran Bael and Mephisto Pheles—who was sitting on a floating chair—at one's elbow of Sairaorg's father, the three carrying different weights of confusion and shock.
To his surprise, Rias wasn't here, perhaps her parents were earlier than expected?
He was just standing there next to a bewildered Ravel Phenex. Her deep blue eyes running away from the scene. "W-What's happening…?"
He heard her mumbling. "Sairaorg wants to reclaim his title as next Head of Bael," He responded, "The only way to prove himself worthy is with a fight."
The blonde girl gasped slightly. "B-but he doesn't have Power of Destruction, his half-brother does!" She hushed.
"… We'll just have to see how it ends."
"Then how about a bet?" Sairaorg gambled, folding his arms. "My Pawn for my rights."
Danhauser's eyes stretched out. "…Oh."
Ravel turned to him, head tilted. "What's wrong?"
"Just keep watching."
The girl pouted, yanking his sleeve a little. "Tell me!"
Danhauser squeezed her cheek in return. "Watch."
"Owowow! Fine!"
Lord Bael snorted. "I'm baffled you have a servant, but why would I want your Pawn?"
"Because its one of the thirteen Longinus, Regulus Nemea."
…
Even if Danhauser knew who the pawn was, he couldn't lull the wave of shock hitting him like a train on fire. He wasn't the only one overwhelmed by the expression of ultimate surprise, the gasps, and whispers from the audience is a nod to his statement.
Just as the announcement escaped Sairaorg's tongue, a horde of Devils instantly dropped to the black-haired youth, their sweaty fingers grasping as many Pawn pieces as they could, fake smiles drawn on their faces along with fictitious promises.
"Pathetic," He heard Mephisto Pheles spat on the floor. "The sight almost makes me drink holy water."
Danhauser chuckled at his statement, glancing at the paralyzed girl, whose eyes are wide as a blue whale's grin then back at the quieter Sairaorg.
"ENOUGH!" Lord Bael roared, frightening off the group of greediness. He faced his scorned son. "… Impressive. Of all things in the world, you taming the Nemean Lion isn't one of them, this isn't something that you can just refer to as luck…" He chuckled humorlessly. "Who are you now? The Lion King?"
Sairaorg frowned. "… Do you accept or not?"
His response was when his father pushing Magdaran forward. "You know what to do, Magdaran. Show him the pride of a true Bael."
The boy blinked unexpectedly, his violet eyes slowly clashing with Sairaorg's whose gaze softened.
Sairaorg smiled. "Best wishes and may the best wins, little brother." He raised both fists and select a stance. "You can attack first if you—!"
He couldn't finish when a ball of demonic energy smashed on his face, sending Sairaorg tumbling bonelessly on the ground, steam obscuring his face.
"Oh, shit…!" Danhauser even felt the spell hit him, the goosebumps traveling across his muscles every time his eyes fell off over Sairaorg's body.
"Is… is…!" He heard her muffled voice shaking. "… a-alright?"
Danhauser laid a hand on her golden hair and tried to comfort her, his eyes only concentrated on the shocked Magdaran.
"Good job," Lord Bael congratulated his son, gesturing at the unconscious Sairaorg. "Go make sure he's alright."
Magdaran wasted no time and rushed, but stopped halfway when Sairaorg's feet twitched. "W-what…?"
"You have a good aim, little brother." Sairaorg moaned out, slowly picking himself up. "But you lacked power in that attack, are you holding back? You shouldn't, your right as an Heir is at stake."
Danhauser and everyone else took a peek at his face, wincing and looking away, just by looking at it made his insides curdle like milk and lemon, but felt mouth shifting into a smirk. "This fight is already over."
"Good fight, little brother," Sairaorg dashed forward and swinging his tight fist, too quick and potent, into Magdaran's defined jaw.
Danhauser was entranced by the purple energy that was wrapped on Sairaorg's fist, it wasn't demonic power, even less Power of Destruction.
"Touki," Danhauser looked upward, following the figure slowly getting ready to meet the floor.
If it wasn't for the fatherly instincts kicking in, Lord Bael would have missed catching his knocked son. He shook Magdaran lightly, whose eyes are rolled back. He glared at Sairaorg. "Y-You…!"
Someone squeezed his shoulder, he looked at the owner, and his face fell slightly. "You remind me of a coffee machine, you know? From bean to cup you fucked up." Mephisto grunted. "Now the wisest decision is for you to make like a tree and fuck off, your child needs help."
Lord Bael glared in return and walked with his youngest spawn between his arms.
Diehauser stepped in and addressed the silent crowd. "Everyone, please, I would ask each one of you to leave."
As the people slowly began walking away while the whispers just increased, Danhauser and Ravel moved beside Sairaorg. "I can't believe you took demonic power to the face and kept fighting."
Sairaorg watched his father's back fading away, he sighed and shook his head, a faint smile painted on his face. "I am not carrying a mirror with me, could you two tell me how bad is it?"
"Ummm…" Ravel trailed off, looking away. "It's…"
Danhauser patted his back, chuckling. "Damn, Sairaorg! You look like someone lit a fire on your face and put it out with a pitchfork! Just wear a mask and no one will ever notice."
Ravel covered her mouth. "D-Danhauser! T-That wasn't—!"
"…Ahahahaha-owow!" Sairaorg hissed, not daring to touch his cheek. "Don't make me laugh, Danhauser! Damn it, I feel like my face is melting!" He almost facepalmed. "Mom is going to be so angry." He nodded at the girl. "You wouldn't be carrying a Phoenix Tear with you?"
Ravel shook her head sadly.
"Why don't you leave the scar?" Danhauser suggested with a wink. "I heard from somewhere that girls find men with scars attractive."
The black-haired youth smirked. "Mind you, most of those girls are Undines." His hand shifted above his hips, shaking his head. "Look, I wish I could talk more… but I have a lot of things to do now. One of them is making sure my little brother is alright."
"Unlucky, this is our last day in school." Danhauser pocketed his hands with a sigh.
"So?" Bael frowned. "Just because we're no longer going to school for a few months doesn't mean we can't see each other." He paused, rubbing his neck and kicking the dust. "I'm not good with these things but… thank you, okay? For everything. Whenever you want to pay me a visit, we can play together, train together and… yeah."
"Same thing for you, Sairaorg. Also, call me Dan, congratulations on your victory and welcome to the Heir Club." Danhauser raised one fist awkwardly.
"…" Sairaorg stared the balled fist and smirked once again, returning the gesture. "Until next time, Dan."
Danhauser looked away from the retreating teenager when someone tugged his sleeve. "Something wrong, Ravel?"
The blonde brushed one of her drills. "I…I have to leave, too. Big brother Riser must be worried."
"It's dangerous to walk alone, want me to take you to him?"
"D-don't worry, I'll be fine, but…" She shuffled shyly, her arms held behind her back.
He understood, he ignored the two adults approaching. "Don't think like that. I'll visit you whenever I have the chance, okay?"
"… Can I visit you, too?" She asked with a downward look.
He shrugged with a smile. "Of course you can, don't hesitate."
The girl looked up and beamed as a pink tint pecked her cheeks. "See you soon then, Dan!"
Danhauser curved a knowing eyebrow. "Hey, you finally called me by my—!" His train of thoughts stopped when a sudden body pressed in, soft and warm with arms wrapping around his waist.
It just lasted seconds when a blur of gold vanished from sight, leaving the gray youth perplexed on the spot.
Danhauser tensed when a familiar hand laid atop his head, chased by a small chuckle. "Am I missing something?"
"Ha! You have a cute girlfriend there, boy!" Mephisto coughed a laugh, slapping his knee. "Better keep an eye out on her!"
Danhauser groaned quietly, eliciting another round of chuckles. "Dear Maou…" He facepalmed to hide his warm face. "I doubt you two are here to tease me…"
"Unfortunately, you're correct," Diehauser responded merrily. "School is over, I'm taking you back home and Mephisto Pheles has a few questions about your fight against the terrorist."
"If you don't mind, of course," The blue-haired old bag said.
"So it has begun..." Danhauser pursed his lips and carefully nodded. "You have somewhere to talk?"
"Let me start by congratulating your courage and victory, Danhauser," Mephisto Pheles said behind a table, fingers intertwined. "I'm pretty sure it must be tough for someone around your age to pass through a horrible event like that one."
"I won't lie, I was nervous," Danhauser admitted after dropping on his seat with a hesitant chuckle. "But I couldn't do it without my Peerage, if it wasn't for them, I would perhaps be another puppet for them."
"It's normal to be nervous, don't feel bad, boy," The old geezer afforded a small smile, but it quickly faded off. "Is it true you fought them without your family's acknowledgment?"
The Heir averted his gaze and massaged his shoulder. "I had it under control, that doesn't matter."
"... I see," He scowled, but shook his head. "Either way, I'm an old fart with a huge agenda, so I'll keep it brief. Do you have anything else about these terrorists?"
Danhauser sank slightly in his seat, gaze over his shoes. "I have the terrorist, Kazuhisa Doumon here in my family's manor—he could give you better answers than I could."
"True, but he could also give me fake information," The Director countered with a smile. "Of course I'll take him to Grauzauberer's headquarters and persuade him into spitting out the truth, but I prefer to search for a trustworthy intel first. Take your time."
Danhauser bit his thumb, arms folded, his head bobbing as flashbacks of the previous night appeared over his vision. "I know that they use animals to build up some of their Utsusemi…"
"Some of them?"
"Yeah, when my Knights cut the Lizards Utsusemi, they always dropped a weird black substance…" He explained. "When I fought the Black Lion, it bled. Real blood. Either it was an incomplete version or was another method to build them."
The old geezer hummed in thought. "Interesting… I think I know who could be behind all this mess… anything else?"
Belial massaged both sides of his head, teeth clenched. "… He… he said something about a stupid witch…"
Mephisto Pheles inhaled sharply. "Whenever they use the word 'witch' is's either an old hag with tons of cats or another synonym for Stray Magician…" He dug his nails into the table. "In this case, I dare to say that this Agency is working with an old hag that became a Stray Magician…" He pinched his temple with a growl. "Unfortunately, I may know who's this stupid woman."
"… Who?"
He met Mephisto's heterochromatic eyes, "… She's a former member of the Magician Council and perhaps still goes by her Magical Motto… Mater Ozma, her real name is Augusta Headmistress of the now banned Magical Association Wizards of Oz."
"…Ah?" Danhauser blurted out. He knows canon, and he remembers his mother reading him about the Wizard of Oz, but that name never ever was present in the Light Novels. His brain should be toasted now, but thankfully, the headmistress' name rang a lot of bells.
"After all, that woman was the first possessor of Incinerate Anthem, then Walburga must be involved, too... right?" He recalled, turning to the thoughtful Mephisto Pheles. "You think they're the ones behind this?"
The elder's nose twitched. "Absolutely. I kicked Augusta from the Council for breaking the rules, she caused prohibited experiments to both humans and animals alike." He chuckled darkly. "Funnily enough, the Ozites followed her steps, kept their lips sealed and paid the consequences."
"So the Wizards of Oz are working with the Utsusemi Agency in designing Avatar-Type Sacred Gears." Danhauser surmised with a click of his tongue. "That's so unlucky."
Mephisto Pheles grunted and massaged his face. "Indeed it is."
Softly kneading his knees in circles, the teenager nodded at the Chairman. "Alright then, what's the plan?"
"…" The geezer stared for what it felt like an eternity, Danhauser's words paralyzing his senses. "What makes you think you're getting involved into this?"
Danhauser felt his brow twitch. "Why not? I think I've proved myself."
"It's not that," He saw Mephisto's sharp gaze undertoning. "You're still a boy, you don't have to fight terrorists, you've done more than enough. Go take a rest with your friends."
"I appreciate your words, Director, but they're after my Knight and a friend of his, regardless of it, I'm on this tangled web as much as you and Grauzauberer are." He stared at his rolling wrist. "I made a promise to my Knight and an important person in my life that I'll save those kids."
The blue-red-eyed Devil's lips turned into a thin line as he digested the teenager's words. "… You'll have to speak to your family about this." He snapped his fingers and a flyer landed on the table. "Use this to contact me if you're in. If so, I'll send someone from my organization to fight the Utsusemi Agency and the Wizards of Oz." He stayed quiet for a while. "Whoever I'm going to send perhaps may or may not come with an ally that is not from Grauzauberer…"
"Outside forces…" Danhauser kept the neutral look, this is Slash/Dog's plot now, but, it ended in a single Volume since the author wasn't selling a lot, putting it to an end. Until then, the plot here is even unknown to him, he knows the main characters and antagonists, what he doesn't know is what's next after volume one?
"Only time will tell," He took a deep breath. "Great," Belial stood up and brushed his pants. "Then I guess there's nothing else to talk about?"
"Actually, yes," The elder said, surprising Danhauser. "It doesn't involve the Agency or the Wizards of Oz, this is off-topic."
Danhauser eyed warily the blue-red haired's posture, slowly crossing his arms. "…Yes?"
"What's the problem with you and Rudiger Rosenkreutz."
Danhauser suddenly straightened himself, his heart almost leaping. "…. W-what do you mean?"
Mephisto Pheles never broke eye contact, merely laying back in his chair. "As the Chairman of the Magical Council, it's my duty to analyze problems revolving the active Magical Associations. The Paters and Maters always doing their half by sending me a brief update, let it be verbally or written. To my surprise, I found out that Pater R.R.C. sent me one urgently to officially forbid Danhauser Belial to Rosenkreutzer." He moved his elbows above the table, a serious glint shunned from those eyes. "Rudiger loves children and he would grant pardon anything they had done to him since they're innocent creatures, you shockingly seem to be the exception."
"…"
"I'll ask again. What's the glaring issue between you and Rudiger?"
"… I talked to him and we've decided not seeing one another," Danhauser responded with clenched teeth. "No offense, but this problem is between us, not you. If it was affecting the Magical Council then I would understand, but it doesn't. The past is the past, let's concentrate on the future."
Danhauser almost forgot how to breath when those bored, heavily mismatched eyes studied him. His face impassive but tilted back a little so he's literally looking down at Belial. "…Be careful out there, Danhauser." And with that, he made an unnatural turn to the left that allowed his gaze never to meet his, summons a magical circle and disappears in a bright light.
Danhauser sank in his warm seat, quickly swatting a hand through his hair as his heart once again produced blood. "Fuck me," he breathed out while massaging his nose. "I need to speak with my brother."
With that thought in mind, he hopped off the chair and pushed the doors open.
"This is amazing!" Cleria squealed and clapped loudly enough to draw glares from passing people. "I can't believe this is happening at all! My two favorites dorks with me in Kuoh Town!" She spared a nearby window a quick, anxious glance, seeing nothing threatening made her sigh with relief. "Phew! For a second I thought the sky was falling, too!"
"Cleria, you're making a scene," Diehauser chided her, silently apologizing to nearby humans. "And we're not dorks."
"Yeah," Danhauser sided with his brother, carrying multiple shopping bags in both hands. "This is not the first time that this happens, it's embarrassing."
She laid a hand on her chest, scoffing. "Making a scene? Well, excuuuse me Mr. I love-showing-off-my-abs!" She pointed accusingly at his clothes. "Literally, how are you not freezing?!"
"I have a coat," The Emperor gestured at his attire. "Plus its summer, there's no cold in this season."
Cleria stared deadpanly.
"Uncle Malacoda even calls you Mr. Fanservice," Danhauser added.
"What? Can't I wear my favorite clothes now?" Diehauser said, miffed. "I just like what I'm wearing, alright?"
"Huh-huh," She grinned and wiggled her eyebrows, poking the Emperor. "Or maaaybeee there's a sexy woman you want to flirt with ~?"
"This conversation is over, " Diehauser slapped her finger with an eye roll, both brother and cousin shared a laugh. "By the way, Dan got hugged by a girl."
Danhauser tensed and gasped, glaring at the taller figure. "You traitor!"
Diehauser said nothing, but Danhauser swore to see a victorious smirk flashed his lips.
"Asshole," Danhauser felt an arm wrap around him, jerking him closer. He sighed and braced himself for the incoming wave.
"Ooh la la!" Cleria trilled, fanning herself. "My Danny is finally dating someone~? What's the name of the lucky girl~?" She pouted when no answer came. "Hey! You shouldn't leave a dazzling woman hanging in silence, you know?"
"I'm not falling to your wretched schemes, you vile woman."
"Hmph!" Cleria crossed both arms over her chest. "You guys are no fun!" Her smile emerged. "But I love you two nonetheless."
"We love you too, Cleria," Diehauser beamed a little, "Can we take a seat? We need to talk about something important."
Their cousin grinned and brought them closer to her. "Let's go then, boys!"
It hadn't taken too long for the three Belial to find a perfect place to take a rest and discuss what's on both Diehauser's and Danhauser's minds.
Sitting in the middle was Cleria Belial who suddenly brought a hand to her mouth and yawned. "Sorry, work's been killing me a lot."
"I feel you," Diehauser said after he'd dropped beside her, getting infected by Cleria's tiredness and yawning as well. "Today was different than before, actually."
"Hmmm?" She just curved her eyebrow.
"Remember what you told me about finding security for Kuoh Academy?" Danhauser spoke after rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah, I remember." She said and gasped after Diehauser formed a barrier around them. "Is something wrong?"
"We know who're the terrorists," Danhauser continued, catching her cousin's attention. "Utsusemi Agency, those are the ones behind the Luxury Case."
"They're also working with Stray Magicians, Wizards of Oz," Diehauser added.
Cleria's mouth hung open the whole time. "I'm sorry, but holy shit." She massaged both sides of her head. "It's amazing you found out about this, but how?"
Diehauser nodded to her right side. "Danhauser fought one of the terrorists named Kazuhisa Doumon, he made the man spill the beans."
"You WHAT?!" If it wasn't for the barrier, the people meandering around would jump at the scream. "Did you fought a terrorist?!"
"Uh, yeah," Danhauser flinched at her glare, scratching his neck whilst smiling nervously. "I won, too."
"… You understand you could have died there, right?"
"I didn't have any other option," Danhauser countered. "They were after my Knight, sooner or later, I would have to fight them off."
"He's right, Cleria," Diehauser moved a hand on her shoulder. "I'll send Gilles to put some magic seals around the school, the route you always use and your house, I also want you to take a flyer of either mine, my peerage, or Dan."
She pursed her lips, fists clenched. "I… see." She massaged her aching head. "What's going to happen now?"
"… I'm going to fight them with the help of Mephisto Pheles." Danhauser replied carefully.
Cleria chuckled dryly, facepalming. "That's supposed to be a terrible joke, right?"
"…"
"What baffles me more is that you're not as angry and concerned as I am," Cleria shot a side-glance at the Emperor. "Meaning that you're letting him go there, yeah?"
"I'm worried too, Cleria!" The Champion groaned out, pocketing his hands and watching the clouds. "I tried to reason with him, even offered one of my Peerage Members to help him out, but…"
"They don't know about you guys, they're after me, not my family." Danhauser finished for the Champion. "Plus, Zekram told Diehauser if I proved my worthiness he may grant me permission to have True Form."
"… No matter what, you still want to get stronger, huh?" Cleria murmured to herself.
Danhauser flinched at her disappointed tone, but even then, he couldn't step away anymore, he made a vow that shares a similar road with his goal. To get stronger, to save those children Tobio and make his mother proud.
"There's going to be people disagreeing with my ideas," Danhauser sucked a sigh. "But I can't stop, not anymore. I'm so sorry, Cleria."
Cleria turned to Diehauser with a pleading look. "Can't you speak this with the Senators, Diehauser?"
"You're confusing the Council with the Senators," Diehauser observed. "The Council is to discuss battle plans if somehow a war emerges, political crisis and essential issues that threaten the Pillars must vote on what course of action needs to be taken." He warded off his gaze. "Yes, sure, politics also plays an important role in the Council's discussions, but bonds and grudges are often built or destroyed in full view of the other members, that's how the Council of Seven works."
Cleria slouched on the bench. "... Uncle Coda always said... Even if something is white, once the Great King says it's black, then it becomes black."
The three quieted down after that, each one of them finding a good excuse to not clash gazes, either by staring at the distance, humming a song or find refugee on their mind, the youngest of the three stealing constant glances at the quieter female.
"… If you die, I'll kill you!" Cleria finally growled out.
Danhauser curved a brow. "Of course," He then turned to Diehauser. "If I'm in trouble, I'll call you, big brother."
"You better be," The Emperor said sternly before smiling. "Now that everything's done, why we don't go distract ourselves with something else? The night's young after all."
"Great idea!" Cleria was the first one to stand up as Diehauser dispelled the barrier. "Let's go to my house and play something! I bought awesome games, we'll have a lot of fun, boys!"
"Look at what you did," Danhauser chuckled as he picked up the shopping bags. "She's once again hyped."
"Do you regret it?" Diehauser asked with a knowing smile.
His brother returned the expression. "Nope. Not at all."
An ominous boom followed by a muffled scream startled Danhauser out of his sweet dreams. "Fuck!" He quickly jumped out of his blankets away and pulled out the spear beneath his bed, rushing at the doors.
Danhauer breathed in and out as he glanced at both sides of the hall. "Are we getting attacked?!" A kick from the door in front of him was the only answer he got. After noticing the three arms and silver hair, Belial calmed down slightly.
"Master! Did you hear—!"
The yell once again came, this time from Valerie's room.
"Wake up Tobio," said Danhauser as he ran to the Dhampir's room.
"Roger!" Siegfried just ran in the opposite direction.
Danhauser always made sure to knock and wait for the owner's permission, not today. He kicked down the door and moved inside.
Her hands were hiding her face and her body was bathed in a cold sweat. The sheets were twisted around her limbs.
"Where?!" Danhauser looked everywhere, even inside the closet to see if the enemy was hiding.
"Everywhere!" she cried out, not moving from the bed. "They're everywhere!"
Danhauser blinked as another flash of lightning illuminated the room. Valerie let out a frightened cry and buried her face into her pillow.
"We're here!" Siegfried moved inside with Tobio and Jin, the latter barking threateningly at the wall. He lowered his swords slightly. "There's nothing in here…"
"Is he invisible?" Tobio muttered, closing the closet and sending a worried look at the dog. "What's wrong with you, little guy?"
The gray youth's gaze jumped from the dog to the wall. "… They're seeing something we can't."
"So, invisible dude?" Tobio repeated, pointing his sword at the wall, soon joined by the former Exorcist.
"… Or spirits." Danhauser drawled, dropping his spear. "Both Valerie and Jin are perceiving the dead."
The silver-haired looked over his shoulder. "… What do we do then, Master?"
"Unless you want to call the Ghostbusters..." Danhauser grunted as another flash of lightning blinded the room. "… We'll just wait for them to leave. There's nothing we can do here."
They were obligated to. They'd kept sending warning glares at the wall, using Jin as their ghost radar. To Danhauser's surprise, he thought that the spirits would act something like the American movies he'd watched in his previous life, throwing stuff in the air, giggling like a child or possessing a body, maybe they were lucky to crash with an easy-going ghost.
Jin stopped barking.
"…They're gone," She swallowed and once again turned to see her surroundings, hugging her pillow tightly.
Everyone lowered their stances carefully.
"So, what the hell happened?" The brunet questioned, sheathing his sword. "Is this the Agency's doing? Or boss' ancestors are playing pranks now?"
Siegfried folded his arms. "Her Sacred Gear, it allows the user to tap the other world and speak those that have died long ago. She's the Jailer of the Dead."
"Oh, crap."
"Are you alright?" Danhauser asked, carefully taking a step closer.
Her cheeks were wet, she nodded numbly. The remnants of her experience still clung to her mind, haunting her. "…Yes, I apologize for any troubles."
"It's fine," Danhauser assured her. "Can you sleep?"
"I guess, but," She nibbled on her pillow. "… What if they come back? And start attacking me again…? I-I don't want to be alone with them..."
Danhauser stared at her, then behind his shoulder, before looking at the suddenly interesting closet, rubbing his neck. "…Want me to, uh, keep company?"
He ignored Tobio's faint chuckle, fixated only on the girl who stayed silent for a while, her eyes prowling anywhere but the three boys, either because of embarrassment, shame, or distrust.
The girl finally met his gaze. "If... if that's what you desire..."
There was no way Danhauser could say no to those eyes. "Of course, I'll just go fetch a pillow and a blanket, I'll be sleeping on the floor, so don't worry."
Tobio dreamily sighed. "Master, truly extraordinary gentleman you are," he gushed. "Can you also make sure I don't get any nightmares?"
Danhauser glared daggers and left the room.
Siegfried whacked Tobio's head, stopping him from laughing. "Tobio, you know Master doesn't approve of those type of jokes."
The Japanese rubbed his head and glowered. "That's the point."
The silver-haired boy rolled his eyes. "Let's leave," he nodded briefly at the Dhampir and walked away.
"Get better," Tobio said his part and left with his pet.
He tossed and turned but just couldn't find the right position. A lingering haze of sleep sat somewhere at the back of his mind but was too far away to reach, floating in the pool of his memories.
The pillows were fluffed, the temperature in the bedroom was perfect, but Danhauser couldn't fall into darkness, he groaned quietly and sat up, rubbing his eyes. The worst part is that he couldn't hum a sound, that would wake her up, he couldn't leave because he promised to stay here.
So, he just moved his pillow on a wall, laid back on it and stared at the bare ceiling, wincing whenever a brilliant shock of vast white graphited the sky, forking noiselessly to the ground—the thunderous roar always crying its warning too late.
Unbeknownst to him, he wasn't the only one awake. "Can't sleep either, I fear?"
He sharply turned to the owner of the melodic voice, he took a deep breath and turned his face aside. "Not at all, unlucky."
"I'm sorry," Valerie apologized.
"Don't give me that face, I told you it was fine, didn't I?" Danhauser waved off her apology. "Don't worry, if I were in your shoes, I would shit myself, good thing I always wear brown pants, eh?"
Valerie gave a dim smile before distracting herself by tracing circles on her pillow when silence took a comfortable seat between them.
"You're afraid of spirits, aren't you?" Danhauser broke the silence, freezing her tracks.
"… I wasn't back then," Valerie answered with hesitance. "… The thought of ghost hadn't crossed my mind, either. That was until I discovered I could speak to those that left this world."
"Yeah…" Danhauser trailed off, bitting his cheek, he patted his knees for a while. After a few minutes, he turned back to her. "Hey, can I ask you a question?"
The Dhampir frowned. "… If you must."
"Remember, how long ago, we'd walked in Kuoh Town with my cousin?"
She tilted her head and eyed the roof accusingly, nodding. "Yes, I do."
"Well, you were surprisingly calm back then." He saw her eyebrow jump. "I mean, I don't need to ask about your background to know how horrible it was, your last name, gender, and race were a giveaway."
"Get on with it."
Danhauser pinched the bridge of his nose. "That day you were so… calm, I expected you to be a trembling mess or at least hold grudge against the males, or the Devilkin, after all, Vampires and Devils are not so different per say… weren't you afraid that we could harm you…?"
Valerie chuckled bitterly. "You are very cute to ask so many questions."
"And you're very cute when you're evading." Danhauser shot back.
"Oh my. You think?" She gasped behind her hand. "Then maybe we should be wrapped in bows and adorned by flowers, so cute are we two."
Danhauser ignored her small laugh and met those dark, red orbs, admiring her beautiful short hair loose. He was starting to grow worried that he may have triggered some unpleasant memories.
The blonde girl broke eye contact and peeked on the floor. "I knew that you wouldn't hurt me. Why would you damage the object that is an essential piece to the pinnacle of evolution?"
"…What?" He blinked unexpectedly. "Did she just called herself instrument?"
"As long as I obeyed the Tepes Faction would not harm me. If I was damaged by any means, then their progress would slow down critically." Valerie explained. "I am the Sephiroth Graal. Even when they hated to admit it, they knew I was one of the most important people within their territory, even more, valuable than my father, the fools just won't voice it out."
"They could extract your Sacred Gear and kill you then, you know?" Danhauser countered.
"Those were their first plans, but when they saw the fatal flaws such as slowly getting damaged from soul and heart, they'd used me as their guinea pig, slowly letting me rot in my dungeon." She sighed and inspected her nails. "Devils are not different, why would they hurt me or kill me when I have a Longinus that needs me in a stable state? Just like my father had told me, I needed to adapt."
"You could have run away from the Tepes Castle," Danhauser remarked. "Why stay there when you could find a better place?"
Her eyes widened slightly, slowly sitting in the corner of her bed, glaring down at her pale hands. "… My best friend had uttered the same words… he offered me a new life, to see things that were beyond my reach, but I knew it was foolish and refused his proposal, shattering his small heart, but I made sure to help him out in return…"
"You had a chance to start from zero, Valerie," Danhauser muttered. "Your whole childhood behind the bars. All this time sitting alone in one place and do nothing. What did you do?"
"It all depended on my mood," Valerie smiled sardonically. "On good days, I posed riddles to the adventurers, offering them treasures in exchange for correct answers."
Danhauser rolled his eyes."Wow, sarcasm. That's original."
She shot him a cold look. "They have werewolves that are stronger, faster, and deadlier than you'd seen in any place, plus Romania is famously known because of Vampire Hunters intruding in Carmilla or Tepes Territory. I would've died the moment I stepped outside. All I could do is adapt. Adapt to live my life in the dungeon, until your Uncle appeared, that is." Her gaze glazed as she turned to the window. "… I-I told him it would work, but he couldn't resist anymore… I pray he's still alive…"
Danhauser said nothing and just examined her distant look. He knew who she was speaking about, and just by seeing her expression made his heart twist, he could contact the Gremory heiress and convince her to let Gasper Vladi visit her or the other way around.
"Just do the right thing..." Danhauser repeated. "That's what mother would do in my situation."
"In the end," Valerie resumed loudly, lying on her pillow once again. "Absence of adaptability...is the absence of survivability. Like father says, survival is not based on who is the strongest or the smartest. It comes down to who can adapt. Favorably, I'm an adaptable Grail."
"A weird way of thinking, but it does make sense..." Danhauser made sure to sew his mouth. "Given the situation I'm in..." He massaged his eyes and shrugged at her. "I see."
Since none of them parted their lips and shared any experiences or brought another topic, they turned to the window as the sky shot another bolt of lightning. Danhauser and Valerie didn't even try to close their eyes and hope to fall asleep in a haste, they weren't tired after what had happened a few hours ago.
"Now's my turn to ask you something," Valerie said, sinking her cheek deeper into the pillow. "What do you think about me?"
Danhauser took a decent time to analyze her words, his eyes widening slightly. "Why are you asking me that?"
"You're weird," Valerie pointed out.
He rolled his eyes. "Thank you!"
"You know I have mixed blood, yet you haven't shown any signs of disgust at all," She continued. "Why? It is because I'm the Sephiroth Graal, isn't it?"
He didn't know why, but her tone, the way she was looking at him, and her defensive stance behind her pillow told him many things, none of them were positive views. "Is she challenging me?"
He blew air from his nose, burying those thoughts from the time being. "What I think about you?" He bobbed his head, fingers interlocked. "I think you're someone that, shockingly, agrees with the Tepes Faction."
Her eyes narrowed dangerously. "What?"
"The Tepes Faction saw you as an instrument, as their Holy Grail whose purpose is to obey and serve, from the little interaction we had, you also see yourself as such."
"But I am," Valerie affirmed. "Everyone knows me as Sephiroth Graal."
"Your best friend does not," Danhauser opposed. "Neither do I nor my Peerage. To me you're Valerie Tepes, someone who received a revelation never destined, a prophecy that had to be yours, but you never wanted divinity."
"…"
"You're also the girl who had helped me back then, I won't forget that day, you know? So if you want to talk, uh, whatever you want, then sure, I'm available whenever you want, just... don't expect me to be so sociable… but I will be all ears."
"Interesting perspective," Valerie murmured, shifting around her bed and shutting her eyes. "Goodnight, Mr. Belial."
The Heir blinked. "Huh, the first time she calls me by something." He held back a chuckle and dropped once more to the floor, wrapping himself tightly in his blanket.
Midnight falls like a blanket of black, swallowing up the day, draining the colors to grey and then to nothingness, time fell to the ground as fast as shapeless rain. Around a week at most is what Danhauser remembers, and it was always the same. Walk the street in the night, guard duty as Siegfried preferred to call it, maybe because it brought memories when he'd worked for the Orthodox Church.
Danhauser shook his head and kept walking and searching around for any signs of Utsusemi or a teenager with movements that resemble the undead. It was boring, he won't deny that, but their lives are at the stake here. His Peerage, Bova Tannin, and Valerie Tepes declared war the moment Danhauser took Kazuhisa Doumon as their hostage. Thankfully, he has the assistance of Mephisto Pheles and along the way, Grauzauberer.
"Man," Tobio Ikuse yawned and stretched out, his light-gray eyes wandering lazily. "We're going to do this forever?"
"Of course we are," Siegfried replied, hand atop his sword's pommel. "These are Master's orders, we need to obey them, plus we're doing it to keep this town safe."
"I know, I know," Tobio raised his hands in defense. "Don't you think we could, put some demonic seals or something like that to cover more space?"
"I've already done that," Danhauser announced. "Long ago, actually. When they activate, I'll feel a chill in my arms."
"Alright you won this one, boss," He yawned once again. "Damn, I should drink coffee from now on then."
"You should," Belial encouraged, "It's delicious, you won't regret it." He nodded at the silent Dhampir. "How's Japan for you? Liking it?"
Valerie smiled a little. "Yes, I do, but the sun is kind of aggravating."
"You'll get used to it," Tobio ensured her. "When I was a reincarnated as a Devil, I also passed through the same stages, just give it time."
"I'm not a Reincarnated Devil," The Romanian girl pointed out.
"Oh."
"How about you, Siegfried?" Danhauser quickly turned to his Knight.
"An unusual culture if you ask me," The silver-haired commented. "I still don't understand why they draw the anime girls with ample bosoms. I find that sort of drawing off-putting."
The Japanese chuckled, scratching his neck. "Well, they need to find a good way to snare the audience."
The Hero descendant scowled in disagreement. "If the plot is engaging then they don't need to captivate the public in a cheap way."
"That's the plot," responded Danhauser with a sardonic smirk. "Without it, the story wouldn't bounce forward."
Tobio snorted but smirked. "Hah, I see what you did there."
The former exorcist rolled his eyes. "We should stop discussing that," He gestured at the only female. "Remember we have a young maiden in our party now."
Valerie blinked. "Hmm?" She turned to them, eyes widening slightly. "Oh! Don't mind me, you three keep interacting, who I am to judge your fetishes?" A wry smile grew on her face. "After all, even I have interest in the art of passion. Ehehehehe…"
Danhauser raised an eyebrow but remained silent.
"That laugh, though," The Japanese boy said under his breath.
"I don't," Siegfried said sharply, turning to the King. "Where's Bova? Wasn't he supposed to be stuck here with us?"
"Tannin told me he's taking care of the little dragons and eggs," Danhauser replied with a shrug.
"Is he going to join the team?" Tobio asked, making sure Jin is beside him. "He's been with us for a long time now, I wouldn't be surprised, plus he's a dragon."
"Bova told his father, he wants to speak with me in his territory," He groaned slightly. "Bova's brothers are against it, though."
"Damn, only the future will tell us," Slash Dog grunted, facing the light-blonde girl. "How about you?"
Valerie tensed, she turned to Danhauser, figuring out he was also listening. "I…I don't know, remember what your brother had said back then, Mr. Belial. I may have to leave the manor just to keep your family safe."
"True that," The Heir nodded with a weak sigh, rubbing his neck awkwardly. "But… if you were to stay. Would you… you know, uh, join?"
Her shoulder jumped slightly, slender fingers pressed into the skin of her pale forearms. She never thought of it at all, she was focused on adapting to the Devil Territory than thinking ahead, stupid from her part, but as time went on, she had the chance to interact with all of them, they're fine people, but that could also be a mask so she could lower her defensiveness.
She had planned to take advantage of leaving when the brother of Danhauser decided to take her out of his territory, thus perhaps trying to find her best friend, Gasper Vladi and rescue him. He has a power that frightened even Vampires, but such power is not stable, he would be killed on the spot or captured by someone for evil reasons.
She took a long breath, facing Danhauser. "I'm afraid I—!"
At first glance, everyone would have sworn that Jin was suddenly barking to a flock of birds flying by, given the temperature, it was the most likely a migration, But Jin wasn't a mere dog at all, it was a Fake God and a smart one. Everyone pulled their weapons out and tried to find the enemy from the skies.
"Where are they?!" Siegfried kept looking around avidly.
"I thought you said you put some demonic spells, boss!" Tobio shouted behind his shoulder.
"I did!" Danhauser assured him, sweat wetting his temple. "… Maybe they disabled them? They do have Stray Magicians on their side, after all!"
"Hyaahahaha!" A feminine voice cackled from somewhere. "Yes! Yes! YES! Bat! As a reward, I'll turn you into dust!"
Danhauser's eyes jumped wide when something warm and holy approached them from behind.
Their King didn't even need to tell them to run, their instincts already did, but the enormous explosion of purple gave them a lift and propelled them away, Danhauser along with another blurred person smashed up against a building's window while his arms and legs were flailing, searching for somewhere to hold and stop them forward.
His movements were halted when his back crashed against a large shelve, finally dropping to the ground with food and drink resources landing atop of him.
Danhauser rolled out, hissing quietly. "D-damn, that fucking hurt," He rasped, slowly pulling himself off the floor, bitting his lips when his palms felt the shattered glass digging his skin, the only sound that filled his where the thousands of shards of glass getting crushed.
He shyly looked outside the building, the shrilling and deafening alarms erupting from the parked cars. Smoke and purple fire rushed out like a wall, not letting Belial look any further, but he had seen it, it was as though a fist of purple flame had settled to punch its way out of the main street and take a vast bite.
He sharply looked behind his shoulder when a can of tuna had rolled toward his heel, then peeked up at the three-armed figure holding himself on a not decent looking shelve. "You… you don't look great, Master."
Danhauser scoffed, moving closer. "You look like you left the shower, how're you feeling?"
Siegfried's Twice Critical waved the dust away. He spat on the floor. "I've been through worse," he breathed out. "I can still give them a fight."
Before he could push the conversation forward, Danhauser sewed his mouth and tapped his earlobe. "You hear that?"
His Knight frowned and followed the sound, glancing up the ceiling.
That was when Danhauser's gut ordered him to tilt his head, almost dodging a sharp icicle that came from the smoke.
He didn't think twice. "Behind the counter! Now!" Danhauser ordered, his Knight already in there while Belial vaulted inside just in time to dodge a shootout of ice.
"Shit!" Danhauser cursed, teeth clenched. "They're behind the smoke! Can you see them?!"
Siegfried took the risk to peek slightly, immediately yanking his head just in time to dodge another dagger of ice. "I can't!"
Danhauser cursed, trying to take a look, only to suffer the same consequences. He punched the floor and glared the ceiling. "Hey, smart-ass. Nice shot. Now show yourself."
They now mixed lightning on their attacks.
"That wasn't a wise decision, Master," Siegfried scolded him.
[Boss!] He heard Tobio in his head, Danhauser quickly maneuvering his finger in his eardrum. [We're getting attacked by ice! Are you two alright?!]
"For now!" Danhauser raised his voice, he could hear Jin barking threateningly at their enemy from Tobio's side. "You three are all good?"
[Yes, yes we are.] Valerie responded calmly. [We are behind a counter.Hmm. I wonder how many holes we'd have in our body if those icicles impaled us.]
[Could you not?] Tobio said, miffed.
"We needed to find shelter, too," Siegfried joined the conversation, scowling. "Can you two see how many of them are outside?"
[We tried,] Valerie answered after a brief pause. [But the wall of smoke is impeding us, plus their never-ending attacks are making this almost impossible.]
[Couldn't they just finish us with the same fire technique?] Tobio mumbled. [I mean that attack was huge. Before Valerie, Jin and I were tossed into the building, I saw how it left a hole in the street!]
"Maybe that's what they have in mind," Siegfried grunted. "Perhaps the attack takes a lot to recharge, that could explain why they're keeping us locked inside the store."
"I don't think so," Danhauser looked up, seeing blue, transparent blurs shattering against the wall. "Those were purple flames, I know a Sacred Gear that has the same type of fire…"
[Incinerate Anthem.] The blonde girl gasped slightly. [One of the three Holy Relics and a Longinus to top it off.]
[Holy shit.] The brunet gasped.
"Three Longinus-Tier in a single town?!" Siegfried almost exploded. "This is not something you see on a daily basis!"
"The sacred gear channels holy fire that could give an Ultimate-Class Devil a run out of their money," Danhauser explained. "And guess what? We're Shit-Class Devil. Except for Valerie, she's a Dhampir, but, she'll die like us anyway."
[Your optimistic words brought me hope, Mr. Belial.] Valerie said with a drop of amusement.
[Then why they don't use the Longinus to finish us?] Tobio questioned. [I mean, I don't want to die! But still, this is stupid!]
"Like a cat playing with their prey," Siegfried noted with a sneer, fists clenched. "The Longinus user is literally toying with us!"
"Good," Danhauser snickered quietly. "Gives us more time to make a plan."
[Throughout this conversation, a question popped my mind. What would it feel to be burned alive?] The Dhampir voiced her thoughts.
[Okay, what the hell?] Tobio blurted out. [Don't say things like that, damn it! I don't need to imagine those—!]
After that, Danhauser lost interest in the conversation and brought a hand in his pocket, pulling out a cellphone which screen was totally shattered, even then, he tried turning it on. "Damn, must have been destroyed when I was sent flying, I also had Mephisto's flyer there, it must be burned to crisps now." He tried to invoke a magic circle around his ear, but nothing. "The whole town must be trapped in a barrier that disables communication to outside forces, I can't contact Diehauser. They had planned this for so long, unlucky."
He felt someone shaking his shoulder. "Master, what's the plan?"
Danhauser clicked his tongue and flicked his fingers constantly, looking anywhere in attempts to find a solution. "Since they're launching us with lightning and ice, I suppose the barrier's—if there's one, to begin with—purpose is to prevent for calling help, that affects them, too? We can also use our abilities, too… right?"
Just to make sure, Danhauser engulfed his fist into demonic energy, success was his answer. "Right. Good, I can." He sighed in relief. "They're still not taking us seriously, maybe if Bova was here... Alright then, I guess I have an idea, risky one, but it could work…"
Danhauser slowly brought a hand to his ear, harrumphing. "Alright, team, this is what we're gonna do now."
Danhauser Belial Peerage.
King- Danhauser Belial
Crocodile
Queen - Unknown
Spider
Pony
Swan
Dog
Eagle
Bat
Perhaps List:
Bighorn Sheep.
Octopus.
First of all. No, not Crocodile from One Piece, I'm speaking about the animal.
Big List? I know. I don't care tbh.
People are always sending me PM's about Dan's peerage, asking me to say who's in the Peerage, I said, nah, but then I was hmmm?
So I'll use this, this is what I used to form Danhauser's Peerage since chapter one, each member symbolizes an animal, a color too, heck, even a country, stones, and a flower. But I won't put it because people will eventually find out easier.
You can see that I didn't put what Piece belongs to each one of them, except the Queen, since the latter I don't even know.
Beware, Dan may or may not have a Queen in the future. I'll just say this now, because I can sense the people immediately suggesting anime big titties waifu characters from other franchises as a Queen, please don't.
If he'll have a Queen it'll be from DxD, this is, however, doubtable, since like I previously said, I don't know who to reincarnate as a Queen, maybe it'll be one of the Perhaps List.
Or maybe he will have one. I have in mind Mil-Tan, Matsuda and Motohoma, I bet they can make Indra and Shiva shake in fear.
In case if people are going to throw in a few candidates. Just don't, really. I've seen stories falling because they let their readers build the whole Peerage/Harems for them. This story is already shit, let's not make it worse, please.
Anyways, back to the Peerage thingy, obviously, I'll give you hints.
1- All of them are CANON Characters, even those from the Perhaps List, some of them are underrated characters. None of them belongs to another franchise, some of them are going to have an appearance akin to another anime character, just to make the reader's mind easier to picture.
2- They're not in order, (King, Queen, Rook, etc...), some of them may be, cuz I was lazy swapping the places.
3- Most of them are going to appear until DxD Canon starts or around it, not in Slash/Dog canon.
4- There's only one Pawn.
5 - The animals they symbolize could be because their names/surnames have a meaning, has a noticeable trait akin to that animal, attitude, background, Sacred Gears/Weapon, fighting style, their Evil Piece, etc...
6- Two of them are Longinus (You know who they are), two of them are not.
7- 1000000000000066600000000000001.
That's all, is it difficult? I hope it is. That's the point.
You don't have to really do this, you can just ignore it and wait patiently until each character appears. I'm not pointing a gun at you. If you decide to do so, well then, good luck, don't expect me to tell you if you're correct or not, I'll just respond with a Perhaps, maybe or something else.
Also, ignore the Octopus, trust me, you won't guess who's this one, funnily enough, he's mentioned in canon, but still, you won't find out, no matter what.
And no, I won't tell you either, because of one: HUGE SPOILER.
Two: He may not appear and I'll ignore completely his existence, so whenever I update the Peerage list, don't be surprised if Octopus is out of the Perhaps List (this is unlikely, however)
Also, Tiamat is not going to be part of Danhauser's group. Thank you for clearing my mind and sorry for those who wanted Tiamat. Cheers.
Next Chapter: Spiritual Energy.
