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Harry Potter/Highschool DxD
Harry Potter/?
I own nothing
This is my first fic in the Highschool DxD world.
VI: The Plucking of Kuntucky Fried Chicken
"To the glory of a good show." Sona said raising her goblet.
"Harry, you said you'd share your sob story with us?" Rias said she handed Harry a platter of sliced meat.
"That I did. That I did and indeed. Rias, you're going to need to know the entire tragic story of your pact-mage. I don't want or need pity for what is done, is done." Harry replied; his eyes hardening with defiance.
"What if I offered you a place in my bed?" Giggled Akeno.
Harry grinned at that "If that's an unconditional offer, Akeno-hime then yes. I'll jump in."
"Bloody perv." Koneko stated.
"All males are perverts to one degree or another, Koneko-chan. Some of us just have better restraint...Yes, Issei I'm talking about you."
Issei pouted and everyone chuckled; Harry levitated a bottle of mead that Sona had brought as a peace offering over to him. He popped the cork, sniffed it "Fruity…blackcurrant and blueberries, hint of lemon?" Sona nodded.
What she didn't tell him was that it was Underworld variants of aforementioned fruits and brewing, meaning whilst it may have read 35% on the bottle, that was the Devil percentage. Devil to Human was roughly 2:1; on Earth it was closer to 70%. "Harry, that's Devil Mead…It's double whatever it says on the bottle." Rias chipped in as Harry, went to pour it into the tankard.
Harry filled the tankard, "Enhanced capacity charms…impressive…Very impressive. As for the warning, Rias…My thanks but unnecessary. I've not found a poison that's killed me yet."
Genshirou smirked "This will." He retorted in a mocking tone.
"Been bitten by a Basilisk, a Millennia Old One and had a similar age Phoenix cry in the wounds…pup." Harry replied glibly.
"Harry…explain." Stated Rias.
Harry took a deep swig from the tankard, flicked his hand and an emerald band of energy appeared "Whilst my heart beats like a drum; let what I have seen, felt, heard, smelt and touched be revealed. Let my life flow, let it be revealed unto all." Harry intoned, before spinning the band of energy and it expanded over the entire room.
"Why, talk when I can show. I trust this will not leave the two peerages?" Sona and Rias both nodded. Harry, spun the band of energy and the show began. As he did so, he closed his eyes "I lived it, I re-lived it to show you and I'll re-live it again when once it's done." With that Harry fell asleep or rather into something close to a meditative rest.
It took close to three hours, but to the young Devils it felt like thirty-years. As it finally finished and the energy seeped back into Harry, both Rias and Sona found themselves looking at the Redhead's pact magician with nothing but the greatest of respect. "If, nii-san found out about him; he'd promote Mathers to a King and get Harry into his peerage and thus under him." Rias murmured. Sona nodded.
This was the risk of the Evil Piece System. Once a Devil had made it to a High-Class Devil; they were given a set of their own. But they never, truly left the service of the one who had turned or recruited them. In an abstract way, that was how the Clans could refill their personal legions, if a King promoted all of his subordinates into High Class Devils and they in turn recruited peerages, the growth of the Devil Population could and would extrapolate at unprecedented levels. Thankfully, the remaining Clans and the Maou had to vote whether to promote a Devil to a High Class one.
"Rias; the question would be…how many pieces would Harry take? The only one to allow him to use his skills to the fullest is a Queen, but I don't think a single Queen Piece would suffice."
Rias shuddered "I've heard of mutated Pawns; Knights; Rooks and Bishops but never a Queen, to be honest that scares me. Even more than the fact that my Pact Magician, is easily the scariest member of my Peerage. To be fair; I can't wait to see what he does to Riser and his Peerage."
"Rias as long as you allow me to attend in either Sunday Best, or as a British Gentleman then we'll be fine…One does not put on a good show without at least looking the part." Harry commented as he drank more of the glorious mead.
"The mead to your liking, Mr. Potter?" As Tsubaki, pushing up her glasses. She giggled as Harry let a blush colour his cheeks and he momentarily fought with himself.
"The food is beautiful, the drink divine and the company is utterly superb…Positively sinful." The comment caused widespread blushes across everyone including the very minority male population.
"You're making us blush, Harry." Kiba commented.
"That's plan, Kiba-kun." Kiba almost passed out.
Akeno looked at Harry, a giggle on her lips "You flirt with both men and women, my, my, my one would make us question which one you like."
"As long as the other gives consent, Akeno…I don't give a damn. Although, my preference are women that doesn't mean I'm not up to experimenting…Oh wow, that's the mead finally hitting me." Harry replied glibly, he had never been in the slightest amount even close to tipsy or drunk whenever he was drinking with his Godfather and Uncle.
Sona couldn't help but stare and grin at the exact same time "The Mead comes from the Sitri family…We're proficient in Water Magic and Healing."
Harry pulled open a notebook, grabbed a pen "Note to self, talk with Godfather and Uncle for contract with Sitri…Mead…First, get them drunk…Horribly drunk." Harry looked up "Don't mind me, just shit stirring at home."
With that dinner wrapped up, the two Kings began talking and the rest of the peerages began to mingle. Genshirou made his way over to Harry, "My apologies for earlier, Saji Genshirou."
Harry grinned "No problems Saji-san. My apologies for er…punting you a while back. Potter Harry, please call me Harry. I know it's…strange considering our cultures."
Genshirou nodded "It's not a problem Harry-san…Harry." He corrected himself when he caught the look in the Magician's eye. Reincarnated Devil, he might be, wielder of a Dragon Sacred Gear as well, but Saji knew that he didn't favour his chances against the Mage. "Please call me Genshirou or Saji, whichever is easiest for you."
With that the two dragon wielders began to make small talk. Issei watched, but he distinctively heard 'You do have a plan right? To fight Riser?'
As Issei made his way over, he heard Harry's snicker of a response "Genshirou…Riser and his peerage have got nothing on me. It all depends on Rias and how much of an Alucard; she wants me to be. Because without it, I'd comfortably waltz and tango through his pawns and his bishops or take him out directly."
Genshirou's eyes widened "How…I mean he's a pureblooded regenerator."
"Simple, he calls him a tactician. He'll fight from the back or above the field. I'll ground him and beat him senseless, according to his fight records he's only thrown three fights…Besides he's never fought me before."
Genshirou looked at the black-haired mage "I'm not sure if that's boasting or confidence. By anyway happy hunting and pluck him good."
"Oh, I shall. Consider the Kuntucky Fried Chicken Plucked."
That night Harry, slept like the dead. Maybe it was the fact that he would be able to use some old skills again. Or maybe it was the mead, so as he slept in his rooms dead to the world it allowed him the chance to think.
The remaining two days passed as the Gremory Peerage ran drills; sparred and in Harry's case brewed and imbued like a madman. The Peerage and the Magician were allowed five magical items, Harry was entering with two. Fragarach and a Bag of Holding, however the contents of the Bag of Holding were not enchanted, they were merely containers and vessels of Harry's magical power which would when given certain phrases and words in Latin would produce some devastating effects.
Sirius and Remus had joined them and after prizing his Godfather out of the Perverted Red Dragon Wyrmling's arms, the three Wizards had set about concealing the excessive amounts of artillery into pocket dimensions and bags.
(Day of the Fight)
"Is everyone ready?" Rias called, as her Peerage assembled.
There were bumps, bangs and suddenly the wall of Harry's room broke as the Mage in question was imbedded in it. "Sirius…Just what…what the fuck man."
"Harry, I thought I was being helpful. I truly did…Although it was pretty funny, sorry for tinkering with your guns. But, it did work."
"Yeah, to kick like a mule and bite like a bitch and allow me to shoot holy water and blessed silver rounds and a few other things to stop the natives from getting to handsy." Harry growled as he repaired his outfit.
"Just why are you dressed like a Victorian?" Remus asked.
"Anime thing, you'll not get it." Harry replied as he pulled on his gloves, red glasses, red fedora and red duster.
"My Master, Rias Gremory, it is an honour to serve you again." Harry drawled in a perfect Transylvanian accent.
"Count…Your orders are to stand ready, is your equipment ready?"
"Always, my Master." Came the reply.
Rias, had to fight back the urge of bowing and losing control of her inhibitions! Who knew Harry, could make an impressive, intimidating and furthermore by the Maou; seductively dangerous Alucard. "Leviathan-Sama, wait till you get a load of him."
Akeno, was dressed in her garb as a Shrine Maiden, as benefitting of her heritage as a former member of the Himejima Clan. Remus then began to chuckle at Sirius's confused look "Harry's, cosplaying, dressed up as Alucard from the anime Hellsing…The one with the…"
"Big Tittied Police Girl…No need to remind me." Sirius drawled. That anime was awesome! Especially, because of Seras Victoria.
"You three, ready?" Rias asked the three Wizards that had been associated with her peerage. The three of them nodded and joined the group; it cut an interesting and almost intimidating figure as they arrived in the colosseum.
As they arrived; they were met by four people. Two of whom could only be described as Rias's Mother and Father. Zeoticus Gremory, was not how Harry, Sirius and Remus would have expected to meet him. He gave off the distinctive impression that he had been a bit of a wild child and playboy vibe; whereas Venelana Gremory nee Bael; carried herself with pride and distinction of being brought up as nobility and knew that she was being played off as the 'Straight-Woman', all seriousness and prim and proper as opposed to Zeoticus's playful and lacksidisal nature. Alongside them were who could only be described as Lord and Lady Phenex.
"Rias, it is good to see you!" Zeoticus called as he pulled his daughter into a hug. He then proceeded to hug and shake hands with the entirety of the peerage, welcoming them as if they were his children. Then he met the Wizards "Welcome, guests of my daughters peerage."
"Harry Potter, My Lord Gremory, Rias's personal contracted magician. I'm supposed to be participating." Harry replied shaking the redheaded devil's hand.
That attracted the Phenex's Lord and Lady's attention and a they began to chuckle "That's cute…" Began Lady Phenex.
There was a distinctive hum of energy as Sirzechs smoothly interjected "Lady Marquess, I know it is unusual but please do not ridicule part of Rias Gremory's Peerage without due recourse…" Lucifer said before he turned to Harry "…The Marquess won't apologise. However, I, Sirzechs Lucifer, do humbly apologise for the break in etiquette on behalf of the Underworld. Although, it is most unusual for a Pact Magician to be entering a Rating Game and even more so if they're human."
Harry nodded reluctantly. "Be that as it may, however during the organisation of the Rating Game, in front of your good-wife, Your Highness, the Third son of Phenex ordered me to participate in this rating game…On regards to the Marquess, I will let her words slide…" the ending of the phrase went unspoken.
"If Riser wants that, then that's what he'll get." Marquis Phenex acquiesced, he could feel the contained power in the Pact Magician, he wasn't sure when he could do to Riser but it would be a show.
"The other thing Magician Potter, it's not Your Grace. It's Sirzechs, besides I have a feeling people are going to be betting heavily against you…Your guardian and his friend are laying wagers on your victory, as am I…You have a plan?"
Harry nodded "Make a Plan, Execute the Plan, Anticipate the Plan to go off the rails and throw away the plan. That's my plan, my other plan is to bring lots and lots of pain."
Sirzechs nodded "So no real plan then."
Harry grinned "Riser ain't the King of the Ring for this Fight. I am. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get checked in. The match is about to start. Lord Sirzechs, please try and keep Sirius Black under control. He's a goodman and a brilliant guardian but due to circumstances not all stable."
Sirzechs nodded "I would wish you luck, but instead I'll say see you on the other side of this."
Harry joined his peerage and they found themselves on a perfect replica of Kuoh Highschool. As Grayfia checked him for magical items, she saw the bag of holding and her mouth twitched into a grin "You've more than five magical items."
Harry shrugged "My blood's one of them, and no I'm not having a blood transfusion. The rules state five magical items, of which I have. My bag of holding, my coffin, two handguns and my enchanted clothing."
"You have items in the Bag."
"That I've touched and created before I even knew about this. I left the stuff I deliberately created for this event at home." Grayfia sighed, she may have written the book on Rating Games; but she knew that Harry was using the spirit of the rule not as the rule was intended, she wasn't going to begrudge him that…She was fully expecting this match to escalate, she just wanted to show that she was conducting it officially. She knew Riser had snuck somethings in, she wasn't sure what.
She nodded and then vanished "The Rating Game will begin in fifteen-minutes, both teams make your plans and your preparations."
Rias turned to her peerage "Send out your familiars, set traps…We're going to have to play defensively."
Harry snorted and he began prepping himself "Rias, you don't know me. You don't control me. I'm going to do what I do best. Everyone, do as the King recommends, however put aside any thoughts of 'honourable' combat, especially you Kiba. If you have a shot to assassinate, assassinate." With that Harry slipped out of the ORC Building blending in, leaving behind the coffin.
Meanwhile on Riser's side of the field "Riser and Yubelluna will observe from the air and provide support. The rest of Riser's peerage will pair up to flush out Rias's peerage, however alert Riser immediately the moment you see that human mage. Riser wants to make an example of him."
"Okay, Harry…Not the first time you've been in this situation. What do we know? Riser and his Queen, possibly the two most powerful pieces, so they'll probably remain in a hard-to-get place. He'll send them out in pairs…probably have orders to find me and alert Riser." Harry smirked as remained invisible and pulled out his two handguns, whilst forming Fragarach into a longsword eerily similar to the game Devil May Cry: DmC, Harry honestly liked the weapon concept and the game until he played the others. He had no idea that DmC: DmC was so hated. He shrugged, everyone's a critic of something.
He quickly made his way across the open ground and took up cover on the hill and waited. 'King to Magician, where in damnation have you gone?'
'Magician to King, on a walk. Took a wrong turn and ended up on the School Grounds. Don't worry…'
'King to Magician, you're a MAGICIAN, you're meant to be at the back!'
'Magician to Kin, at the back's for has beens, wannabe's and morons…Magicians shouldn't only require…Oh for fucks sake, lemme get some traps done.' With that Harry turned off his communications and he set to work. With the use of the Elder wand, he quickly transmutated the flat ground in front of him, up to the forest and turned it into water. Reaching into his bag he pulled out severable 'Swamp-a-mix' potion, a potion that reacted with water to create a swamp. With that done, a charm that allowed him to disturb the senses, he made it look like he'd done nothing.
Riser stopped, someone had used a lot of magic…probably to make some traps, he shrugged. Petty traps never bothered Riser "Riser's felt the creation of some traps…Be alert."
"Five minutes of preparation left." Came Grayfia's voice.
'Pawn to King: My traps are done. Returning to base.'
'Knight to King: Same as Pawn.'
'Rook to King: Done.'
'Queen to King: Sorted, has anyone heard from mage?'
'Mage to all: Not yet done, cutting it fine. Avoid the Outside of the Gym and the School Grounds…Not returning to base. Just setting up some distractions.' Harry called as he set up his fifth batch of fireworks.
'King to Mage, what are you doing?'
'Mage to King, being a troll. Riser's not going to want to take this seriously. I'm going to humiliate him, Rias, there's a reason I've not told you what I can do. Because it's best if I show you.'
Outside the rating game Zeoticus looked at Sirius "Your Godson doesn't seem to truly trust my daughter?"
Sirius sighed "Rating Games can be seen as war, correct?"
Zeoticus nodded "In a certain point of view, why? This is Rias's first Rating Game."
"My nephew, suffers from PTSD and a few other things. He's been in this situation before and as we've heard, she wants to fight defensively. Harry's defence is a brutal offence, just watch. He's a magician but it all depends on if he's going to put some effort in…And here we go."
"START!" Called Grayfia and with that Harry smirked. This was going to be good. Harry positioned himself just outside of his trap and pulled out a camping chair.
Now he waited, and both Kings dispersed their peerages. 'King to Magician, what's in the Coffin?'
'Raw, unprecedented magical power. My raw unprecedented magical power. Yes, that sounds arrogant but I've been building that up since I started my training. Draining myself, refilling, draining…for this fight. Have you see Hellsing Abridged?'
'Yes.'
'Release Control Level 0…That's what you say, I'll reply with the counter phrase…Gotta go, My Master for the fight is about to begin.' As he spoke, Four of Riser's pawn appeared on the edge of his trap.
"I smell you…No-one can hide from a Nekomata's nose." Demanded one of the Pawns.
Harry clicked his fingers and he and the camping chair revealed themselves "Alas, my illusion and trickery hath been undone. Oh how pitiful of a Mage am I, to be unable to avoid the senses of a far superior foe. A question or two if I may good ladies?"
"You just have but yes."
"What are your rankings, in this Evil System." Harry had a suspicion but it was always good to be assure.
"We are Ni and Li, nya. We are pawns in ther service of Riser Phenex, nya." Announced two of the pawns.
"I'm, Marion also a pawn." Announced one that appeared to be dressed in a Maid outfit, specifically a French one.
"Mira, also a pawn." Announced the other who was dressed in a rather short haori and obi and bandages.
"You?" Mira asked gesturing with her bo-staff.
"Potter Harry, at your service and your foe. Alas, but a humble contracted mage in the service of Her Grace, Rias, Heiress of Gremory. Future Mistress of the 30 Legions and bringer of knowledge, truth and good faith." Harry replied, as he sat down in his chair.
"Surrender, for you are…" Demanded Marion, igniting one of her hands.
Harry snorted "Girlies; you're centuries to young to even think of taking me…But, be my guest."
The four pawns were blinded with rage and they charged across the open ground. Harry smirked and snapped his finger and thumb, the ground shimmered away and suddenly they found themselves up to either their necks or waists "When fighting a Magician, never assume anything. Oh and…enjoy the creatures in the swamp."
Marion yelped as a Saltwater Crocodile, appeared and with a bite of its colossal jaws bit firmly into her hip and femur, before rolling her over and dragging her into the watery depths. Ni and Li got themselves poisoned by some bi-pedal lizard folk but managed to defeat their attackers leaving only Mira to successfully clear the swamp but as she did so, she found herself being kissed as a sword punctured through her ribs and heart. Harry turned to find the former Nekomata, bedraggled and half dragging and walking out of the swamp, the paralysis setting in. "To bad, my darlings…" With that he banished them into the swamp and they fell beneath the surface.
'Mage to King, four Pawns are dead. Moving forwards, it really wasn't hard.' As Grayfia called out "Pawns Ni, Li, Mira and Marion of Phenex Riser's peerage have been retired."
Outside the match Zeoticus, Venelana and the Marquis and Marquess Phenex stared at Sirius and Remus "Can you explain what just happened?"
"Harry's seen this play before. He merely played on his strengths and well, he doesn't seem to be even trying." Marquis Phenex gulped, yes he had faith in his son but wasn't sure just how Riser would react to this information. He wasn't blind or unaware, but now he was concerned.
With Kiba, he hadn't yet been accosted by anyone 'Knight to King, who just did that?'
'King to Knight, Kiba that was Magician. Not sure what he did but he was effective.' Just then a blast of explosive magic, followed by a white-sky ray of fire roared down somewhere in front of Kiba.
'Knight to all, that was Yubelluna and Riser. They don't seem happy.' Just then two figures erupted out in front of Kiba "Halt, Knight of Gremory. I, Karlamine, a Knight of Phenex challenge you to a duel." Kiba grinned, popped his neck.
"I suppose I can oblige." With that he drew a sword and the other knight was upon him. She was good, Kiba noted as he expertly parried and counter-attacked, he had noticed the other Knight and was preparing to use some of the darker aspects of his Sacred Gear if needed. Harry had spoken to Kiba at length about his honour as knight, chivalry and the power of imagination.
Flashback
"Kiba, the Rating Game it's going to get ugly. I know you get trained by Sirzechs Master Knight. I know from him that you hold the intentions and expectations of what it means to be a knight closely. In doing so, you're a better man than I but also you're weakening yourself. Your Gear; Sword Birth, allows you to summon elements aside from Light. Use your imagination, pain and control are elements as are…" Harry said one evening, breathing heavily with a very ugly bruise on his ribs.
"But that's dishonourable…"
"Would you rather a lifetime of torture for your Master? The one who saved you?"
"No, but…"
"But nothing, Kiba. We need to face it, acting with honour and dignity in combat will guarantee our loss. In war and combat, it's you or them. Kill or be killed, treat them respect and inflict wounds only to the front if you must but we're outgunned, certainly outmatched, so we're going to have to be creative and breakdown our own demons to win."
Kiba nodded "Again?" With that he held his hand out and summoned a sword, this one akin to a scimitar but made out of razor wire "This is Delirium Edge."
Harry pulled out a standard broadsword "That's the spirit."
Kiba's sword broke, he jumped backwards as the burning katana just missing where he had been "Surrender. Your…" She gasped as an ice sword appeared and quenched her flames. The ice sword broke and another appeared cutting her ever so slightly but she felt like her nerves were on fire.
"How…How! HOW DO YOU HAVE SO MANY SWORDS! NO, YOUR SACRED GEARS…" She was utterly delirious. "YOU'RE NO KNIGHT!"
Kiba grinned coldly "One Sacred Gear, Sword Birth. I am a Knight, however I value Her Grace, Heiress Gremory's freedom more so. A magician asked me; my values as a knight or her freedom. I choose her every time. Yield, Karlamine, Knight of Phenex."
In the Maou box, the Four Maou were silent. Sirzechs was grinning nudging Harry to his sister was the best thing he'd done. Serafall was a ball of energy. Ajuka was contemplative whilst Fabium looked half-asleep. So far, Team Gremory in there uncontrolled Magician had so far annihilated half of Riser's pawns when Riser's voice reverberated.
"Riser would like to check a ruling. Illegal amount of Magic Items."
However his call came just as Kiba, using Delirium Edge cut down Karlamine.
"GAME PAUSED." With that Grayfia descended. "All players converge on me." Harry sighed, shifted form into that of a gigantic direwolf and casually loped towards them. There were several yelps and screams as Harry entered the clearing. He stretched, before walked over to Rias, coming to above her hip and sat. He looked at Grayfia, curled up at Rias's feet and soon enough began to sleep.
"Is there a particular person you need to…"
"Riser believes, that Riser's beloved Rias's Magician has brought above and beyond the limit of magical items."
Grayfia turned to Harry, "Potter-san, is Riser's statement true at all?"
Harry looked, sighed and shifted back into his human state and looked disinterested "Nope. At least not knowingly. The condition was five magical items correct?"
"The human finally understands Riser. But yes, five magical items."
"Then yes, I have five items: My sword, two hand guns, bag of holding, wand…Everything else is tied to various mantles and inheritances. Otherwise, I'd be bitching at you for even participating with your phoenix like style of regeneration and healing tears."
"But they part of Riser…"
Harry clicked his fingers and Riser was silent "As I said you petulant Kuntucky fried chicken. I…WOULD…BE…COMPLAINING…ABOUT…YOU…AND…YOUR…FAMILY…
PARTICIPATING…IN…RATING…GAMES…AM…I…MAKING…MYSELF…CLEAR…OR…ARE…YOU…TOO…BRAINDEAD…TO…UNDERSTAND…ME?" Harry growled.
"We get it, I would prefer civility from a human mage who does not know his place." Growled a female looking Riser.
"That's Ravel, the youngest of the family." Rias murmured.
"Ravel, of House Phenex…You're next." Harry growled.
"The game shall be resumed in five minutes giving everyone to remake a plan." With that Grayfia vanished.
Harry turned to his colleagues "We keep going…Only those petulant pricks are now gunning for me."
Rias nodded and the Peerage scattered, Harry took his time to relocate himself, on the outskirts of Riser's territory and began to blend in. The klaxon started and the game began. Harry smirked and pulled out his white hand gun, it traded stopping power and bullet size for accuracy and a slightly quicker rate of fire.
He stopped, Riser's remaining Knight was actively looking for him! He pulled the Jackal, pointed and pulled the trigger. The sound was deafening but the shot was true, Jackal slammed into the Zweihander wielding Knight of Phenex before forcing her to retire.
"Riser's Knight has retired."
Harry smirked and then as he cleared the forest, he looked down. He activated a spell-trap and the last thing he saw were two smirking girls "Son of a…" The insult went unfinished as the trap erupted in a violent bout of flame.
Sirius chuckled "That one was deliberate…"
"That's one of our basic but most powerful fire based trap. Surely your boy will get out of it?"
"I'm not sure, Zacharias…Look again."
As the smoke cleared from the trap and fire died down, they saw Harry looking slightly singed but on his arm was a Gauntlet, and coating the gauntlet was the excess of fire. "You! You have a SACRED GEAR! A DRACONIC SACRED GEAR!" Ravel screeched as she scrambled backwards, trying to put as much distance between her and her utterly furious opponent.
Sword in one hand and gauntlet on the other 'Magician to King, what are your orders? I have both bishops in my sights.'
'Queen to Magician, I see you. You'll like this one Begone in Raijin's Name.' Akeno said over the headpiece as thunder boomed and lightning slammed down in front of Harry, before hitting Riser's other bishop. Ravel, whipped up several bands of energy and sent them flying at Harry.
"Ignis Protectum!" Harry murmured as a transuluescent shield erupted around both Mage and Queen, absorbing the incoming fire based spells.
"Sanctum Agumenti Eructo!" Harry thundered as a torrent of water flooded towards the young Phenex. Suddenly the water in front of Ravel evaporated as Riser and Yubelluna landed in front of her.
"I…am…furious…You, insolent mage…You've been playing me THIS ENTIRE TIME! I WILL TURN YOU INTO CINDERS!" With fury in his eyes, his flames erupting around him in a searing mantle Riser stared down Harry.
"My beloved Queen, rally who…"
"There's no-one left Riser…The entirety of your peerage aside from Your Queen and Bishop are left." Rias called, as her entire peerage descended upon Riser.
Riser sneered "Oh, Rias…your mage has had the right of it. Thanks to a few favours, I managed to install a few unique spells into this arena."
Just then behind Riser, the symbol of the Phenex family appeared and his peerage returned "Surprised…I thought so. When my peerage either died or retired, they were brought to Phenex healers and…well they're fully healed and your reserves are drained. Rias Gremory, you WILL BE MINE!"
"Harry, Release Control Arch-Restriction Zero announce your words and release your true power." Rias ordered.
Harry, let out a chilling breath and channelled magic into his gloves making them glow, as a wind began to whip up "I am the Bird of Hermes…" As he spoke, a feeling of pressure began to build up in the guts of everyone. Riser's fury only increased as he could begin to feel the power building up in the mage in front of him. He needed to do something, but the hand sigils and motions, that were being conducted unnerved him.
At the back of the field, in Rias's Headquarters the coffin began to groan and creek, across it false and true scripture appeared as the words began to resonate, the coffin began to shriek, screech and shred itself apart. As the following words fell from Harry's mouth into a battle cry, the coffin exploded, taking the building with it "Here…Standeth…the Bird…of…Hermes; Eating…Thine…Own…Wings…To…Keep…MYSELF…TAME!" Harry thundered and similar to the sky-whitening explosion from earlier, a second eruption appeared this one revealing the protections and almost crippling them in the process.
"Is that all? The entirety of the power, you possess little mage. Your power is weak compared to mine, and your little Dragon Gear will not save you now." Riser mocked "My Peerage ATTACK!"
"Harry, hate to interrupt but now would be good time." 'Cel rumbled in Harry's mind.
"Indeed 'Cel…Indeed." Harry smirked "Riser, there's more. I, WHO SHALL AWAKEN AM THE HEAVENLY DRAGON, WHO HAS STOLEN THE PRINCIPLES OF DOMINATION FROM GOD. I LAUGH AT THE "LIMIT!" AND "INFINITE!" AND I GRIEVE AT THE "DREAM!" I SHALL BECOME THE RUSTIC DRAGON OF ACCELERATIOM AND I SHALL RACE YOU TO THE DEPTHS OF RUSTIC PURGATORY" The power slamming down into Harry turned Rustic Bronze and in a voice no longer angry, but just loud Riser's nightmare got worse "BALANCE BREAK: OVERCHARGE MAIL!"
Issei's gauntlet flashed "Do it…BALANCE BREAK!" And the bronze light was joined by brilliant crimson.