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Chapter 2: Being Badass.
~Issei POV~
I am walking down the streets of Diagon Alley heading to Flourish & Blotts, a bookstore, to buy more advanced books for Le Fay and Ravel.
It was safe for me to wander in the alleys as I now have an identity with solid background. It was Ravel who visited the bank, Gringotts, to ask those greedy goblins to forge an identity for us as an ancient and secretive house named 'Asmodaeus'. Doing so required a lot of gold but it barely dented our enormous gold supply.
People kept giving me glances and hushed whispers as I walked through the Alley.
Using my 《Shapeshift》 ability I got from Ophis, I turned my hair to Gremory crimson and made a thin beard. And my face adjusted a little bit to erase my Asian features effectively making me look like an adult.
Hah… I do not like the attention I was having, I should have just used more generic features.
Le Fay-chan's name in the files were changed because if they saw Le fay they will scream blasphemy for taking the name of the infamous Dark Witch. My name is also changed because Japanese people are not trusted right now, considering the fact that they betrayed the Allies and allied with Grindelwald's forces.
Looking at the side I notice that the situation is grim as the expression of the people. Somehow the streets seems a lot more darker. Yet it is even worse a hundred fold in the Knockturn Alley, where robbing, killing, raping is common...
Weeks has passed since we arrived and a lot happened. Grindelwald's followers and territories grow every day. Grindelwald, blocked trade routes and imports, effectively cutting the supplies coming from America and other overseas countries.
Britain is also currently suffering an Economical depression, sudden inflation brought by French refugees and war debt is pressuring Britain. Streets were filled with beggars, orphans, handicapped and others... and yet the 'Ministry of Magic', apparently the one who deals with Britain's magical affairs, are still inactive. The war cannot go any longer or this country would collapse economically.
The Current Minister obviously underestimated the enemy and the whole Britain suffered the consequences. Even worse, people who are one of the most bigoted, self-centered and arrogant men I have ever known who call themselves 'Purebloods' kept harassing those they deem inferior, which is majority of the population, and refused to aid or protect them.
'Preparation' was the Ministry's excuse, they said that they need time to mobilize their Aurors and Hitwizards... what a load of bull! Even America's Department of Magical Affairs handled Japanese wizards spectacularly.
Oddly, even when Grindelwald blocked trade routes and successfully isolated Britain from America, they still did not attack. People think it was because of Albus something Dumbledore, apparently the so-called greatest wizard alive or as the British people claimed, that Grindelwald did not attack.
"!"
A sudden influx of magic in the middle of the street garnered my attention.
Without other warning, a group of men wearing grey colored cloaks appeared. They are well armed and wearing the same uniform… soldiers?
One of the men muttered something and a jet of red light was fired from his wand.
The pedestrians were surprise at their sudden appearance and even more surprised when they fired spells
"Kyaaah!" a woman screamed in fright as the man beside her was hit.
"Gahh!"
"H-help!"
Cries of anguish from the people can now be heard throughout the alley. Bodies began to drop dead like thread-less puppets, screams of terror permeated the area.
Innocent victims never expected Grindelwald's force to attack the alley. The few Aurors stationed here were outnumbered, outgunned and outmatched against the enemies coordinated attackand what is worse that, those Aurors are clearly newbies and young men fresh from wherever they learn from, evidently when a few of them tried to flee and some of them are frozen in fear.
"Guahhh!"
"Ahhh!"
"Uhhh!
One by one, the men wearing red cloaks fell. A ward has been placed, probably to prevent 'Apparition' and 'Portkeys', two of the wizarding world's main means transportation.
Enemies were sure of their victory until...
*Doooooonnnnnnnn*
A low powered magic bullet hit straightly in the chest of one of the commanders, instantly killing him while grazing others.
Everyone stared at me with my arm stretched out with wide-eyed in obvious shock.
Screams of anguish, cry of battles and taunts ceased.
It seemed that they are weaker than I thought, that was a very low-powered magic bullet without even a single boost... I don't even need to use the 《Boosted Gear》 against these guys. They are weaker than the stray magicians.
But something bothers me… isn't there a countermeasure placed to prevent something like this? Laziness? Mistake on our part? Or was it sabotage… no matter, I should deal with these people for now.
"You lot... are weaker than I expected." I stated.
I summoned about a dozen of magic circles mid air. The act seems to drive them out of their stupor and firing spells at me, only to be dodged by me or blocked, courtesy of a basic red colored magic shield.
The magic circles glowed and fired streams of crimson colored energy, piercing and puncturing the enemies. Aurors and civilians watched in awe as I annihilate the enemy.
"Well, are you just going let me do your job?" I asked the Aurors.
The Aurors snapped out of their daze and resume firing spells at the enemies.
"Rückzug! Rückzug!" One of the remaining commanders yelled.
My inherent devil ability 《Language》 translated that as "Retreat! Retreat!". Hah! As if I would let them.
Grindelwald's forces scattered and took out their portkey to in an effort to flee. In the end only a handful successfully escaped.
Their portkeys looked special, normal portkeys are rendered useless due to the anti-portkey wards. It looks like that they are prepare for this attack…
I casted a mild 《Ignorance Spell》 to escape unnoticed before they ask uncomfortable questions. I also should avoid government officials and workers as much as possible from now on.
The 《Ignorance Spell》 is a spell of the Magicians used commonly to normal people uninvolved with the supernatural. It does not prevent them from seeing me, it just makes the, unconsciously ignore me. Before they knew it, I was already absent.
I arrive in my study room inside Ryuuteimaru, who serves as our headquarters, and somewhere in the sea northwest of Britain.
I entered my room and hopped on the bed. Ahhh… I miss the comfortable feeling of the bed. The last time I touched a bed was when I was rendered unconscious.
Le Fay-chan is researching the possibility to combine the two types of magic, Bennia is spying on this Grindelwald for me and Seeda followed Ophis to god knows where she wandered leaving me and Ravel, who was currently managing our finances and House affairs, alone in the Ark.
Ravel will scold me if she ever find out about what I did today.
"[The great Sekiryuutei, who defeated Crom Cruach and Trihexia, is afraid of a child, how the mighty has fallen.]" Ddraig snorted.
"Hey! My fear is justified! Women are really that scary. And you knew Ravel can be fierce when angry" I retorted.
"[That didn't stop me from being a Heavenly Dragon.]" He said proudly.
"And I clearly remember you being whipped by Tiamat."
"[Hey, that doesn't count!" He replied in indignation.
I smirked, I can already see Ddraig's flustered expression.
"ISSSEEEIIIIII-SAAAMMMAAAAAA!" Ravel's shouted while stomping heavily in the hallway, outside.
"Oh, shit!" Ravel found out about what I just did! How she did I won't know but she did!
"[I-uh I'm going to sleep now, bye!] Ddraig said quickly.
"Ddraig you traitor!" I exclaimed but he was already gone. aaaand there, my loyal companion for years left me at the mercy of the Devil, literally speaking.
*Slam!*
I winced as Ravel slammed open the door and looked at me with a furious expression completed with a rotating drill like hair.
"Explain your actions today!"
"Uhh, self-defense?" I said meekly.
"Self-defense my ass! You just killed more than 20 people."
"How did you find out anyway?" I tried to change the subject.
"This!" She slammed a newspaper on the bed.
Daily prophet... damn! I should have known. I really hated daily Prophet right now! Damn media, even now I am plagued by them.
Written on the headlines was: "Mysterious Man Repels German Attack on Diagon Alley". And there was a moving picture of me, wearing a cloak and my disguise, firing spells at the enemies, effectively killing them.
"Oh..." I lamely said.
"Oh? That's all you will say?!"
"Well, it's not like I could just run and let innocents get killed."
"That is not what I meant! The plan was to stay on low profile but now almost all of Europe already knows you! You could have just dispatched them stealthily without attracting attention!"
"…"
"And there is still this!" She slammed a letter on top of the newspaper.
What's this? A letter? It is written behind that it is addressed to me. Why is with Ravel?
Oh, yeah! Due the fact that they cannot track me because of a protections Le fay placed on me, they would, of course, redirect it to the one who is formally my manager and the front of our 'House'.
I grabbed from the bed and opened it. Inside the following words were written:
Dear Mr. Isell Herald Asmodaeus,
Lord of the House of Asmodaeus
Owing to your actions on the 13th of July, today, on Diagon Alley, we wish to inform you that you are required to attend on the Wizengamot meeting held on the 14th of July, tomorrow, at 8 o'clock A.M to discuss the risk and responsibility over your ill-considered actions.
The British Ministry of Magic seeks to inform you that your actions may have possibly garnered the attention of the German Ministry of Magic, a force greater than our own. You may have conceivably brought a calamity which the British Ministry of Magic is unprepared to face.
Basically, your irresponsible actions triggered an unnecessary conflict between the state of Magical Britain and the Sovereignity of Greater Germany and thus forcing the British Ministry of Magic to a defensive stance against the Magical Ministry of the Greater Germany and risking the lives of countless British citizens and others as a result.
In closing, we await for your letter of acknowledgement to confirm your attendance no later than 4 hours before the event in question.
Yours sincerely,
Louise Maybelle.
Secretary of the Minister of Magic.
I gritted my teeth and crumpled the letter.
How dare they!? To chastise me for doing their job of protecting the civilians! Making it seem like I was a reckless child that needed to be scolded. Pinning the blame on me!
Ravel seemed to notice my fury and her anger dissipated.
"Issei-sama, please calm down!"
Her voice somehow softened my fury.
"I know how you feel but the only thing we can do is simply reply and meet them as they have requested." She placated. She is correct… I should abandon the low-profile plan and give them an ass-kicking.
"*sigh* your right, I will write the reply." I stood up and walked to my study room with Ravel.
I dipped the quill on the ink pot and wrote on the parchment:
Dear Ms. Louise Maybelle,
Secretary of the Minister of Magic
With this letter, I hereby confirm to receive your missive sent on the 13th of July regarding my actions performed on the same day and that I will, indeed, be attending the Wizengamot meeting held on 14th of July.
Yours sincerely,
Isell Herald Asmodaeus
Lord of the Ancient House of Asmodaeus
I nodded in satisfaction, the letter was neat and the words are written in perfect calligraphy. Ravel's efforts of teaching me etiquette and formality of nobles devil clans payed off.
I folded the letter and gave it to Ravel.
"Seal it and send this to the Ministry." I ordered her.
"Hai, Issei-sama." She bowed and left.
I was left in the study room alone while contemplating my future plans.
I seems that I need to show them that I will not submit that easily...
Chapter 2 End
Author's Notes: Aaaand there, finish! Please remember to review and tell me what you like, and dislike. No flames please. Recommendations are always welcome.
