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"Wu Xin, please don't do anything reckless." Cao Cao states softly, squeezing the shoulder of one of his friends, aides and comrades.
It was a hard time for the Sacred Heroes Faction now.
One of their dearest partners had been kidnapped during one of their recent scuffles.
They were all beyond furious, and it took a long time for Hercules to even settle down without having to smash anything in his path.
But the one who had it the worst was Wu Xin, the brother of the one who was kidnapped, Wu Yao.
"What the fuck would they even want from her?" Cao Cao questions through gritted teeth, a scoff escaping his lips as he runs a hand through his hair.
The True Longinus purred by his side, it's Holy Light soothing him, alleviating his negative feelings, helping him have them under control.
But it still didn't help quench his rising fury and guilt.
As the leader of the Sacred Heroes Faction, he felt responsible for such a thing happening.
Georg adjusts his glasses while a frown pulls at his usually calm features. "It was a planned assault. They were aiming for her the whole time." He muses while crossing his arms, earning a confused look from nearly everyone residing in the main tent currently.
Hercules leans forward with a furious scowl. "What the fuck would they want from her? A way to get to us? Our plans?"
Jeanne snorts coldly at the last bit. "Good shit that'll do for 'em. We make 'em up on the fly." She then throws Cao Cao a fierce glare. "Sometimes we even go in without one." Cao Cao acted like he didn't hear her.
That stuff totally didn't happen.
"You dumbasses follow my charge!" He shouts, unable to let such a thing go, his finger stabbing towards Jeanne in an accusatory way.
"We follow you so you don't get yourself killed." Everyone shuts him down at the same time.
Cao Cao sniffles, rubbing his cheek against the shaft of True Longinus while kneeling in a secluded corner of the tent. "Meanies, the lot of ya…"
Georg ignores his friend and leader's antics, his gaze lowering to the table before him. "They might be after her Sacred Gear." He speaks up quietly, mostly one of the rather horrid yet plausible options his mind conjured up.
His words make his friends and comrades frown in confusion. "It's one of the New Longinus Types, but what would they need it for?" Jeanne questions first.
Heracles leans forward, more confused than the others. "What's her Sacred Gear? I can't remember it for the life of me."
Wu Xin is the one to answer, his face still downcast, his long and messy light brown hair gathered up in a high ponytail, and his violet eyes full of barely restrained anger. "It's called Genesis Runae. It's a Learning Type Sacred Gear that grows stronger the more it's used, and through gathered knowledge."
Georg nods, then takes the lead. "It shines mostly in the art of creating Formations and Arrays, both offensive and defensive in type. We never use it due to always being on the move, and because it takes quite some time to deploy and reinforce one."
A noise of understanding came from the main gathered Heroes, whose eyes then flick towards Cao Cao when he suddenly stands straight with a jolt.
"Georg." The True Longinus wielder starts, his voice deadly serious, his gaze even more so. "That Devil we captured… He said something about breaching into a library, didn't he?" The Reincarnated Hero points out, and Georg's eyes widen in shock.
"The Zagan Library…" Georg whispers, leaning back as understanding flashes across his eyes. "So that's what these guys are after…"
Jeanne furrows her brows. "A library? They are doing all this bullshit for a library?" Her voice was full of incredulity, but Georg shakes his head with a small smile.
"The Zagan Library is no mere library. It's filled with books going back to Ancient times. Tomes holding the secrets on how to wield Sacred Gears better, how to use Clan Traits better, where certain legendary Artifacts are hidden, and instructions on how to learn new magics that even children can understand."
"It's something that has incalculable value, and that many Gods and other beings covet to this very day." A series of heavy gulps rang out through the tent.
But Cao Cao ignores all of that. "That's what they want her for. To get into that damn place."
Jeanne scoffs and shakes her head. "I know Wu Yao, she won't listen to them. Much less do what they order her to do."
"But will she do so even under torture?" Wu Xin's cold voice cuts through the air, sending chills down the spine of all the other Heroes.
"You all know how depraved Devils can be, so if they…" He cuts his words off by biting down harshly on his lower lip, not even wanting to think about what they might be doing to his sister.
Cao Cao's hands clench around his now blazing True Longinus. "Let's spread out." He orders, all the other Heroes swiftly straightening their backs at his commanding voice.
"Each of us will lead a squad towards the discovered hideouts and camps. Capture as many Devils as you can and gather knowledge in any way necessary."
Finally, he turns towards Wu Xin. "You have that special Connection Rune Wu Yao gave you, right?" The brother perks up at Cao Cao's question.
But his gaze falls once more, a frown pulling at his disgruntled features. "Yes, but it doesn't work over great distances-"
"Then you better start fucking flying." Cao Cao growls out through gritted teeth, stunning the downcast brother. "I don't give a fuck how big China is. Fly all over the goddamn place with your Sacred Gear and try to get something. Anything."
Wu Xin gapes at his leader due to the sheer insanity of the order… But of course, without a greater plan in mind, he could only nod.
Of course he'll do something like that for his sister.
And that's when Jeanne speaks up. "Are we going to ignore the fact that Cao Cao just resolved a problem and came up with a decent plan?"
Silence falls over the room.
Until Cao Cao snarls in fury and points the Longinus at a still shocked Jeanne. "What's wrong with me solving problems and having great ideas?!"
"You don't solve problems. You cause them." Was Hercules instant response.
"And make them worse." Jeane pipes back in.
"And ruin plans." Wu Xin couldn't help but throw in his two cents.
Georg fixes his glasses with a sigh. "And usually never listen to logic." He ends up adding too, stabbing another arrow into Cao Cao's heart.
"Et tu, Georg?!"
The bespectacled man simply shrugs. "You asked for it."
"I did not!"
Cao Cao is promptly ignored by his comrades.
He scoffs at that. "Fine, whatever. The plan is good, clearly-" The Heroes roll their eyes at him. "-So let's stick to it. Hopefully, we can slow down whatever they are trying to do." A collective nod goes through the whole tent.
Cao Cao smiles and straightens himself at the sight. "Any suggestions?" He asks, mainly looking towards Georg.
Said bespectacled man hums and crosses his arms thoughtfully.
Then, after a few short seconds, he speaks up. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." He quotes quietly, yet loudly enough for all of his comrades to hear.
Jeanne frowns in confusion at Georg's words, then her eyes widen in realization. "You don't mean…?"
Georg nods. "If he is anything like his family, then his smarts will surely be of help."
Wu Xin's widen with understanding. "Would he even go against his own people?" He asks, slightly uncertain of Georg's risky idea.
The glasses wearing man simply smiles.
"Oh, I'm sure he will."
xxXXXxx
A pleased gasp flows out of Florence's lips as her naked back hits the large bed of her hotel room.
Her arms wrap around Lyon's shoulders. Her lips meet his, and so does her tongue.
His hands roamed her body, stripping her of her clothes with clear hunger and lust, but also a gentleness that warmed her.
Even with all the alcohol they both downed during the dinner, he still didn't let himself fully go. And Florence liked that slight hesitation.
She wanted to use her body to make it all melt away, and make him desire her for the whole night.
It was a bit cliché, but sue her.
She didn't know that going through the 'damsel in distress getting saved' bit could be so… arousing, and even spark a crush in her usual indifferent demeanor.
Lyon's personality didn't help one bit. He was absolutely nothing like a Devil.
Cunning, yes, but he was also very, very caring.
The way he constantly checked on her, or how swiftly he came to her rescue when she called, all of that was so non-devil-like.
She couldn't even call his actions 'human' because not many Humans are like him either.
A moan flows out of her lips as Lyon sheathes himself inside her drenched and tight folds, her legs coming up to wrap around him, her fingers brushing through his messy and wild hair.
It had been so long since she let herself go like so, but it had never felt so good. So satisfying.
And that wasn't just because she liked Lyon far more than her previous partners.
It was because of how he probed and analyzed her body, finding her weaknesses-
His hips rolled, and he slammed himself deep inside her fold, hitting a very good spot she didn't even know about, making her back arch as her body started burning from the pleasure.
He capitalized on those weaknesses, used them to please her, to make her melt.
Her large breasts were fondled roughly, and he all but dominated the kiss, burying her deeper and deeper into an ocean of pleasure.
She loved this, but… She realized she and Lyon liked to do the same thing.
Pleasing their partner more than themselves.
And now it was her turn.
Capitalizing the kiss, she capitalized the moment his shaft hammered against her weak-spot, earning a faint erotic grunt from him, to flip him over on his back.
Florence pants and throws her hair over her shoulder with a jerk of her head, her hands roaming up Lyon's muscular chest.
It's clear that it's new, as it's not insanely developed and ripped, but she didn't care. The most erotic and sexy thing Lyon has and that she loves is his voice.
And she desired to hear him grunt and pant for her.
Her hips rise as her spine shudders, her nails dragging across his chest as his wonderful red eyes stare up at her with lust, setting her body aflame once more.
And then she bought herself down, moaning in jubilation at how good this all felt. How liberating it was.
And the heavy grunt coming from Lyon made her clench hard around his shaft, further deepening it.
That made her lick her lips and grin, her hips soon rising up and down once more, engulfing Lyon's thick shaft with her warm and wet walls over and over.
Another pleased grunt escapes his lips, and she leans down, pressing her large breasts against his naked chest as she starts plastering kisses all over his neck.
His hands rise to her hips even as she keeps bouncing them up and down at a consistent pace.
And it only got better when he started thrusting upward, meeting her bouncing with his thrusts, reaching oh so much deeper into her very welcoming folds.
Florence's lips soon met Lyon's once more, and that's when she came, mewling into his mouth as her body shuddered and clenched down on his shaft.
The extra stimulation sent Lyon over the edge too, and his seed soon spilled inside of her, further enhancing her ongoing orgasm.
Heavy pants wracked their forms, and Florence kept laying on top of Lyon's form for a good minute before raising her head to stare at him.
A sensual, hungry smile spreads across her lips. "I'm not satisfied just yet…" She whispers, licking her lips and rubbing a hand over Lyon's chest, making him raise a curious brow at her.
And that's when her Sacred Gear bloomed to life, and a drop of concentrated healing was generated straight against Lyon's skin.
His body glowed with faint green light for but a second, but that was more than enough for his shaft to once more throb with great virility and vitality.
Lyon blinks, then snorts as Florence purrs and straightens herself, moaning softly once his shaft throbs within her sensitive insides.
"Is this the real Florence, or is it the effect of the alcohol?" Lyon asks, a faint grunt escaping his lips as Florence starts bouncing her hips once more, captivating his gaze with her huge bouncing melons.
A smirk tugs at her delicious lips. "You have until the sun rises to find out."
He chuckles deeply, his far too sexy voice sending shivers down her spine. "Challenge accepted."
And that's when he flips her on her back and proceeds to rock her world.
xxxXXXxxx
Man, what's up with people and their weird as fuck requests?
I mean, I should have expected these things to happen, but… It's a public site, for fuck's sake. Have some shame.
'Can you make my dick bigger?'
'I want bigger tits and a fat ass! And to lose weight!'
'Gender bend me into a big tiddy elf please! With a big fat co-'
So on and so forth went the weird requests that I receive on my site. And funnily enough… I don't turn them down.
I mean, easy power ups for me. They still make me cringe heavily though.
I guess that requests grow crazier the more my credibility rises, which is good, since it brings in more customers.
The high majority of them all request physical changes, which are very easy to do. Shape-shifting magic comes quite in handy sometimes, even though it has a rather high cost.
I can take care of all of these with ease within one or two hour, and I'd gain a few dozen contracts that'll allow me to grow stronger on a daily basis.
I've already grown at least fifty percent stronger than when I started, and that'll both start to grow bigger and slower.
The stronger I become, the lower the increase I'll gain from the contracts will be. So I need to stack them up.
Hundreds, then thousands, then tens of thousands.
I sigh and set my phone down as I return to making breakfast- "Something wrong?" I pause, then turn towards the bedroom doorway, where the beautiful Florence was leaning against the doorway.
And wearing my loose shirt, which her huge breasts stretched out just perfectly.
"No." I dumbly reply, then blink a few more times as a thin smile spreads across her lips. "Just burning the wonderful view in my memory for the centuries to come." A faint laugh escapes Florence, her face all but lighting up as she saunters over to me.
"Same here." She muses and leans against me, rising to her toes to place a kiss on my cheek while her hand rubs my naked chest.
Man, this has to be a damn dream or something.
Florence breathes in, then hums softly at the nice scent in the air. "Typical American breakfast?" She asks in amusement, and I shrug.
I like it. It's fatty and nice.
Some toast, I cut a hole in it, spilled an egg inside the circular hole, then drop it into a pan already filled with bacon and it's fat.
Wait for it to be done, and there. Good, delicious and quick breakfast.
Not good for the arteries, but well… Magic.
"Slept well?" I decide to ask, then snort when she gives me a deadpan look.
We kinda fucked until two in the morning, I think. So neither of us got much sleep.
"I wonder whose fault is that." I muse, and she slaps my arm with a smile before stretching, making me once more drink in that wonderful sight.
I swiftly fill our plates up as Florence takes her seat by the table, but swiftly moves my plate from in front of her to right beside hers just as I put them down.
Guess the lady wants me close. Who am I to refuse?
I've already told her that I'll bring her to a nice place to relax, and far away from any prying Devil that might want to recruit her through blackmail or annoying offers.
Like Sona.
Florence is all for it, mostly glad to finally take a break from her long hours of work and rather mundane and repetitive lifestyle.
That will also allow me to relax, knowing that she's good and safe.
As for Rias and her peerage, I let them go back to Kuoh with what I've given them, mostly because they are under contract to not share anything.
I doubt Sona even knows that I let them in the Zagan mansion, and that I shared some knowledge with them.
But even if she does, she can't really do anything about it.
Now I simply need to wait for Rias to go and meet her brother, reveal Zekram's real identity so that he and Ajuka can raise their guards and prepare themselves appropriately.
And also focus on my Casino. Miyabi and Lizel already gathered a group of trustworthy Reincarnated and Stray Devils that have the skillset they need.
Plus, they assure me that they have all been put under contract of secrecy, so there's that too.
I just need to spare some time to meet the ladies again since it's been a while, then go check on the building progress.
I hate the amount of work it takes to get permission to demolish buildings in a certain area and then build a much bigger one there, but at least I got it out of the way by just throwing money at it.
I've got so much of it that I fear I'll never run out.
I don't even want to go and check out the damn Zagan treasury.
Still...
"Lyon." I blink, then turn to look at Florence and notice the slightly worried look in her eyes. "What's wrong?" I blink again.
Then notice my tightly clenched hand.
I relax and release my fist before sighing.
I'm worried. And afraid.
I am dealing with something far bigger than myself, just hanging on and making dozens of plans to help myself survive and live.
Right now, the only thing keeping me alive is the fact that Zekram knows jack shit about the Library, only that he thinks it requires a Zagan to open it.
Which is true… But the Mansion is useless. There is nothing in there.
The Library is inside another fucking Dimension, one that only a Zagan can enter, and no one else.
Anyone other than a Zagan breaches inside it? Well, it blows the fuck up.
And not even Sirzechs and Ajuka combined can survive the ensuing explosion. Of that I am sure of.
That's the only thing that is keeping me alive and free of assassinations attempts and stuff.
Because he thinks I still have some use left.
My Clan has further fueled that thought by having the tradition of cremating the corpses of our deceased family members, so that no blood can be extracted or used.
Zekram is the one being fooled and forced to play the long game.
But the moment the game is up? I'm dead. I have no power to resist any of his major forces, even if I do manage to obtain Sirzechs and Ajuka's protection.
"It's nothing." I reassure Florence with a smile, and obviously she doesn't buy it one bit.
I simply give her a wink and stand while gathering the empty plates. "Having a beautiful lady worry about me warms my heart!" I tease, and she rolls her eyes in amusement at me, a beautiful smile on her face.
She has a strong poker-face, which makes it hard to read her. Yet, once it's cracked, or she is around someone she trusts, Florence can be quite expressive.
It's cute.
I put the plates in the sink as she stands too, and I enjoy the view as she stretches her back.
"I should get ready…" She hums quietly, then stalks towards the bathroom.
Only to pause beyond the open door and turn a very sexy smile my way. "Wanna join me in the shower?"
I'd rather kill myself than say no to such an offer.
xxxXXXxxx
"You already gathered a team?" I gape at the smiling Lizel and grinning Miyabi in sheer shock.
It's been a while since I've seen them, mostly because I didn't want to also their search for a team of people that will work for them.
Alas, it was stupid of me, since they swiftly gathered a large team within just a few days.
Perhaps I set my expectations too low. While I did think that there might be some Reincarnated and Stray Devils with the needed skills these two are looking for, I didn't expect there to be so many.
And for them to find them so quickly.
But I guess it's fair that there are actually so many skilled people among the Stray and Reincarnated Devils.
For one, the majority of Devils that want to fill their peerage want skilled people- slaves, to be exact.
If they can't find a decent one, they settle for some beautiful women and then have them learn such things, or be taught by someone and pay for the lessons.
Money isn't a problem for the majority of noble Devils, especially if it's to satisfy their desires.
The other side is those that want power, no skills. They want sheer fighting ability, power, Sacred Gear, racial traits, that kind of stuff.
This shit feels like a fucking Pokemon Game, I swear to Lucifer…
"If you have connections like us, it's easy to get what you want." Miyabi boasts, crossing her arms beneath her huge bust, which most definitely doesn't have a bra containing it with the way it wobbles and bounces.
Plus, I'm pretty sure I can see her nipples stabbing through her thin shirt.
Lizel nods at her friends words, a more relaxed smile on her beautiful face. "She's right. We also put everyone under contract." I relax at that, but notice the slightly complicated look in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" I ask, which makes her hesitate slightly.
But she swiftly gives in with a low sigh. "They want you to… pay upfront." Ah, they want to go back to Earth first, to make sure I either keep my end of the deal or just due to impatience.
I see no problem with that. "Do they know how to teleport and save a location?" I question, surprising both ladies.
They nod in unison, and I nod right back. "Then gather them up one of these days. I'll take them to one of the Hotels I own on Earth and give them some money, so that they can move around if they need to." I say easily, seeing no problem with that.
I hide my amused smile behind my cup of coffee as the two Succubuses stare at me with wide eyes. "I meant it when I say that I'd keep my end of the deal with them." Especially since it's something so stupidly minor and easy to grant.
Miyabi instantly bursts into a fit of frankly adorable giggles while Lizel just shakes her head in amusement. "They were probing you." She reveals.
Ah, I see. Oh well, it changes nothing. "They expected me to throw money at them to make them abide?" Lizel nods while her gal friend keeps giggling.
I shrug without a care. "Oh well, I like keeping my employees happy." I wink, implying that the both of them are also within that range. "So, anything you ladies desire?" Miyabi's giggles instantly come to an end, and a sultry grin is throw my way-
Just for Lizel to clobber the back of her head while sipping at her coffee.
The bright eyed Succubus looks relaxed, but I don't miss the hint of hesitation when she goes to speak up. "I appreciate it, but I'd rather not abuse your generosity." I hum and set my cup down, my eyes straying to the civilian Devils walking down the street.
On the other side of the street was the massive opening where my multi-purpose building is being built and will reside.
It's outright enormous, both in width and in height.
A kind-of useless parking lot that the rich Nobles can use to park their carriages, since expensive cars ain't a thing down here apparently.
It'll have trees, fountains, and so much more all around it. I'm going all Las Vegas looks for this.
It'll be done in a month, even with all the money I am throwing at it. That's because I requested a shit ton of stuff, and I mean it when I say that it's multi-purpose.
I mean, it has to be an hotel, casino, spa, market and so much more stuff, so of course making the space and building it will take a while.
"Miyabi." I flick my gaze to the smiling sexy vixen of a gal, making her perk up with a blink. "What's wrong?" I ask her directly, flicking my gaze to Lizel at my question.
Lizel's bright blue eyes widen in shock and panic, and Miyabi swiftly smirks, though her eyes gain a nearly feral glint.
Which isn't aimed at me, nor at Lizel…
"We are being stalked." Needless to say that I nearly shattered the cup of coffee in my hand at that.
I flare my nostrils and settle the cracked porcelain down. "The pig?" Miyabi snorts, then shrugs.
"We can feel them, but the bastards are good at hiding." The so called 'Magical Danger Sense' that somehow fucking works.
I hate stuff that doesn't have a scientific explanation.
Looks like perhaps this is the consequences of our little stunt. Either we pissed the pig off… Or the fuckers are now watching anyone I get acquainted with.
Good thing they don't know about Florence.
But what can I do now? "How safe do you feel?" I decide to ask, watching as Lizel and Miyabi share a quick look.
Lizel is clearly trying to have Miyabi not go on with this topic, but the gal sighs and shakes her head. "Not very safe. They are getting more brazen, and one of 'em even broke into Lizel's home while she was away two days ago."
"We've been shacking together since." Yeah, no. I won't allow this shit to go on.
I hesitate just a tiny bit, but in the end I press on. "If you are willing, and trust me, I can have you stay at my home. It's basically the most secure place in the Underworld." After all, it might be my fault that these two are getting targeted.
Or it might be because they are Succubuses, and a Noble got wind of that, so now they want to use them as baby makers.
Miyabi turns an amused smile towards me as someone walks past us to take a seat at the open cafe. "Of course we do." Right, under contract. I forgot about that.
The gal soon probes the hesitating Lizel with her elbow, making the black haired Succubus sigh softly.
"Don't look at this as you taking advantage of me. I am offering, and I am worried about your safety, which I care about." I say softly, crossing my hands together with a gentle smile. "It was something I was also prepared for, since being in contact with me most definitely would have put a target on someone's back."
Miyabi and Lizel flinch lightly, but in the end nod and offer me a warm smile both. "Are you sure you're a Devil?"
I snort and shrug at Lizel's amused question. "Maybe I'm just trying to charm the panties off of you two!" I wiggle my brows with a wink and amused smirk, making the two ladies roll their eyes at me.
"It's working very well for you, let me tell ya!" Miyabi pipes up seductively, and Lizel groans and palms her face at her shameless friend. "Just let me know when ya want these legs wrapped around your wais- buhe!" And once more she is clobbered over the head.
Poor woman.
Lizel drops her hand back on the table, a warm smile on her face. "Thank you Lyon. Truly." I just wave off her thanks. It's the least I can do.
"Don't sweat the small stuff." Her smile only grows warmer at that, and I turn to stare at the building that will soon become a money-making machine. "How's it so far?"
Lizel drops her chin on top of her palm and turns her bright eyes to stare at the work in progress building where she'll soon work at. "Quite impressive. And imposing." Yeah, I am sure that it'll turn out far more massive than we are seeing right now too.
Honestly, I am quite excited, but also afraid. It's gonna be a lot of work to take care of it.
But oh well, can't stop now.
"How much money did you even throw at it?" Miyabi asks, and I just shrug.
"I didn't care enough to count." Both ladies give me a wide eyed and gaping look, clearly stunned by my dismissive answer. "What? I got too much money on hand, and I don't know what to use it for. Besides for that." I jerk my head towards the soon-to-be casino.
I'm not one that lavishes in expensive things or foods and stuff. At most I'd use it to buy presents for my friends or spoil my family, but I can't do neither of that now.
"You wanna be my sugar daddy?" Miyabi suddenly asks, making me choke on air while Lizel nearly stumbles off her chair.
"Miya!" Is Lizel's embarrassed shout, a flush on her cheeks.
Yet the gal simply turns a flat stare to her best friend. "Like ya weren't thinking about it yourself." She huffs, and I slowly turn an amused look towards Lizel.
Her face grows even redder at that. "What? I love splurging." She huffs out, crossing her arms beneath her large bust and turning away as she does so.
I snort and shrug again. "I don't mind being a sugar daddy." And now they are both giving me very predatory looks.
Dear me, these two are truly vixens.
"Excuse me." I perk up and blink as a male voice calls out from right behind me, and I turn my head to look at the speaker.
A tall man sitting at one of the tables with a very beautiful and busty woman in a purple dress.
Blonde hair, dark blue eyes and a red suit covering his well built frame. He looks familiar.
He offers a friendly smile when our eyes meet. "I didn't mean to pry in your conversation with the ladies." He starts, nodding in greeting towards Lizel and Miyabi. "But from what I heard, the building there is yours?" His head jabs towards the construction site, and I allow myself to relax a bit.
Just a bit.
"Yeah, it's a crazy project of mine that I hope works out." I shrug with an easy smile, dousing fuel onto the man's clear interest.
"What will it be for? If I may ask, that is." Huh, he's quite well mannered. But that's usually the attitude some Devils put on.
Threats thinly veiled behind good manners and fancy words. Stuff like that.
"It's going to be a multi-purpose building." I reveal without a care, since he'll find out in a month either way. "Mainly a casino, spa, shopping mall, thermal baths, massage parlor- That kind of stuff." He whistles, eyes wide in both fascination and excitement.
He turns to his lady with a big grin on his face. "Shall we come over once it's done, Yubelluna?" Oh shit, this dude's Riser!
His Queen smiles brightly and sensually at Riser. "I wouldn't mind taking a dip in thermal waters. I'm sure the girls will love that too." Riser nods excitedly at that, probably thinking about dipping something else.
I mean, I can't blame him. Yubelluna's truly stunning, I'll admit that.
"It'll open in about a month or so." I reveal, making the blonde man nod with a large grin on his face.
"I'll make sure to visit then!"
Yubelluna covers her mouth to hide a growing smirk. "Possibly to lose all your saving at the casino." She teases, and Riser chokes and sends her a quick pouting glare.
"Anyway." He swiftly turns away from his lady and offers me his hand. "Riser Phenex. Your very likely first customer."
I make a show of surprise on my face as I take his hand in mine. "So you're the guy Rias told me about." His own eyes widen in shock and surprise.
Then he snorts. "And you're the guy she told me about! Lyon, right?" I shake his hand with a nod and friendly smile, which he happily returns. "Thanks for offering your help with… that."
I wave off his thanks with a relaxed smile. "I myself would love to have someone to help me out of such a dumb situation if I were in your place."
He nods with a scowl, throwing a glare at empty air. "Old Devils and their dumb traditions. Hopefully they spare my little sister from those idiotic things." Yeah, marrying Ravel off sounds like a way for them to acquire even more political power.
If they are asshole parents, that is. I'll hold my judgement on that until I know for sure.
I go to speak, but my phone releases a loud ping, another notification from my site for a possible contract.
But my phone only pings me when it's a High Priority one. Private ones that people would prefer to keep a secret, and from which I can gain quite a bit.
"Excuse me for a minute." Riser waves me off with a relaxed smile as I stand, then quickly throw Lizel and Miyabi a light smile as I excuse myself and take out my phone.
I open the page, and read through the received request.
My eyes widen more and more as I read it several times, just to make sure I am not imagining things.
Well now, this is truly something…
Deciding to test if it's true, I quickly dial the number in the request and press the call button.
It rings two times before the call is picked up. "I didn't to receive a call so soon." The man on the other side muses softly.
"Your message in the request made me quite curious, so of course I decided to check if it is a joke. Or a trap." I hum out, flicking my gaze across the Devil civilians walking down the street and chatting.
The man on the other side takes a low breath. "I assure you this is neither a joke, or a trap. I wish for a hopeful… partnership."
I hum softly, tapping my finger against the back of my phone. "Your name?"
There was a flicker of hesitation, but the answer soon comes. "Georg Faust, descendant of Johann Georg Faust." A member of the Hero Faction. That ain't fucking suspicious and worrying at all.
Are they still the genocidal morons here that they were in the series? Or is there another change that will surprise me even more?
"A great man. My family had nothing but praises for his intelligence and skills." I can all but feel the smile and pride pouring through the other side of the phone.
"Thank you. I take pride in my ancestry." Georg replies with clear honesty, and a tinge of happiness and pride.
"As you should." I nod, even though he can't see it. "But let us cut to the chase."
I hear a faint rustling, and his voice soon pipes up again. "We have a common enemy." He starts, making me raise a brow.
"I am part of a group called the Sacred Hero Faction. We travel the Human World, protecting it from Supernatural dangers and thwarting the cruel plans or actions of other Races."
"Currently, we are in China, dealing with a delegation of a group called Great King Faction, from the Devil Race."
"We have destroyed several of their research bases, and found that they are trying to find ways to breach the barrier around your home in the Underworld."
"They will fail." I instantly reply, highly confident in the sheer might the formations around my mansion possess.
But I am also withholding my shock from Georg's revelation about the Sacred Hero Faction.
Another very good surprise that I am happy to hear about, and one less future problem to not deal with.
They were the cause of quite a lot of bullshit in the canon timeline, after all.
"But now they have a way to do so." Georg presses on with a far more serious tone. "They kidnapped one of our members some time ago, and she possesses a Sacred Gear capable of breaching the formations around your home."
My eyes widen in alarm. Could it be…? "Genesis Runae?" One of the many Sacred Gears that didn't exist in the canon timeline.
There's literally hundreds if not more than a thousand Sacred Gears circulating around, and there's far more Longinus Type Sacred Gears than the ones I remember.
And Genesis Runae it's a Learning Type Sacred Gear that grows stronger with time, and that learns with the wielder.
One of the past wielders was taken in by my family, taught everything they knew about Formations and Arrays, then had him deploy the greatest ones around the Zagan Mansion.
For that reason, Genesis Runae was granted the 'Heavenly Formation Creator' title.
"Yes, that one." My stomach drops at Georg's confirmation. "We are currently searching for her location, before they manage to do whatever it is they are trying to do to her."
"Before it is too late, and we lose a friend and comrade. And you lose your home, and probably, your life."
I breathe in, then breathe out through my nostrils.
Fucking Zekram Bael. I can't wait to put my hands around your fucking throat and watch the life fade out of your disgusting eyes, then toss the corpse in a shit filled hole.
"And for those reasons, I'd like to talk about a partnership. Join forces to deal with this crisis."
And I really have no reason to turn him down. My life is at stake after all.
"I'm listening."
A.N. And cuuuut! Sorry for the short chapter, but I had to make this one a Set-Up chapter for the next one.
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