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HP: Sacred Gear Chat Group - Chapter 32
🕑 Added 2025-01-11 21:28:42 +0000 UTC“Both of you wait! You’ll die for sure!” Dalzollene ordered with a determined voice, “Let’s retreat and regroup!” But Kurapika didn’t stop,
“Both of you wait! You’ll die for sure!” Dalzollene ordered with a determined voice, “Let’s retreat and regroup!” But Kurapika didn’t stop,
“Both of you wait! You’ll die for sure!” Dalzollene ordered with a determined voice, “Let’s retreat and regroup!”
But Kurapika didn’t stop, determined to get the Spider. They were also the only reason why Harry was doing that job.
Melody looked pale as she stared at Kurapika.
“Do you hear me?” Dalzollene kept talking, “That’s an order!”
Suddenly a wave of calmness washed over them. Melody was playing on her flute, imbuing her music with her aura to amplify the effect. It was calming all of them down. A perfect crowd control ability is based on how powerful it is as a weapon of mass destruction.
Harry knew her ability works over speakers and, in conclusion, even over TVs. If she could play a song that causes uncontrolled rage or bloodlust, she could cause a massacre amongst thousands to millions of people.
“’A field of Spring’. It’s perfect for relaxing.” Melody explained after finishing playing, “Has everyone calmed down? Let’s plan our strategy with leveled heads.”
She glanced at Harry, who just smiled at her. Not even once had he been unbalanced by anything he saw.
Sure, that was the first massacre he truly had witnessed personally, but he knew it would happen, and he no longer is a human.
The transformation into a Dragon-Devil hybrid has changed his mentality too.
“Huh… yeah.” Dalzollene nodded while Kurapika was whispering a thanks to Melody. His intentions didn’t change from the start.
“Dalzollene, let me do it.” Kurapika said, looking directly at their head bodyguard, “I can capture him.”
“It’s true. He is able to capture him.” Harry nodded before continuing, “But we will be in trouble once the rest of the Troupe realizes what is happening. So how about you get the cars ready and the two of us capture the big guy?
———
“Hey.” Uvogin sat relaxed from his seat beside Harry in the car as Kurapika was driving and Melody in the front seat beside him.
Chain Jail, a powerful Nen ability Kurapika has developed to capture the Phantom Troupe and only the Troupe.
In fact, he had made a vow while creating the ability to only use it on members of the Phantom Troupe, or he would die.
Concealed with In the Chains slithered unnoticed around Uvogin while the Troupe has been relaxed after killing the four Shadow Beasts. Pulling the muscular Giant, still paralyzed, had been an easy feat.
“You think this chain has me captured?” Uvogin said, still as if he wasn’t under any threat, “You better kill me now or you’ll regret it later.”
“Really?” Harry asked as he touched Uvogin for a moment before pulling on the chains, “They seem to be sitting really firm. Don’t worry about us, big guy; just be calm, and you will die soon enough.”
“Heh, a cocky kid.” Uvogin grinned as he stared directly at Harry.
“Says the cocky Guy in Chains.” Harry answered nonplussed, “Can’t you feel it? You can’t break these chains.”
Uvogin looked at him confused before he began to sweat slightly as he truly felt the aura inside these chains. That was the Power of Vows and Limitations, allowing a user to gain an ability beyond their level.
But the price is hefty; different from conditions that strengthen an ability slightly by having to fulfill them, a limitation adds far more power since it removes complete use cases for the ability permanently.
Once broken, they can cost the user the ability, the ability to use Nen, or even his life. A vow with a clearly stated price is even more powerful, especially if the price is high.
Still, this wasn’t something you should use lightly. Harry wouldn’t, at least. His talent is high enough, especially after becoming a Dragon-Devil hybrid. And he had the time to develop his Nen fully, without needing a limitation.
At most he used conditions to make abilities possible beyond his original space-type Nen affinity, like his devour and its sub-abilities or second mind. Anything else related to space was just a matter of training.
Like marking someone, right now he had to touch a person. But this wasn’t a condition he set to make this ability stronger; sooner or later, he would be able to mark someone with different methods or just by looking at them.
“A car is coming up from behind us! They’ve found us.” Shouted Dalzollene from the radio communicator, “Kurapika, faster! They’re catching up.”
“But how? We are moving deliberately away from the city! Melody pointed out while Harry activated his Gyo.
A blackish purple aura formed on his hand as he absorbed a needle and nen threat from Uvogin’s left calf. “Thank you very much.” Harry said towards the Giant, who just looked at him, “There has been a Nen threat on him. I took care of it.”
Replicating Nen abilities after analyzing them isn’t too hard, but unlike with his Devour: Essence, where he gains the proficiency of the user, it’s much weaker since it’s dependent on his own mastery over the ability. But each ability he analyzes improves his understanding, and each ability with synergy to another improves the others too.
“If you keep driving, we should be able to shake them off.” Harry turned around looking at the car following them, only to see someone jump at it and cover it in a cloth.
Owl of the Shadow Beasts, the only one Harry could say for sure had developed an ability with potential.
His Nen ability is called Fun Fun Cloth; it can shrink and trap whatever ends up inside of it. It’s also quite durable, since it just now trapped and shrank a moving car. “Well, never mind. It seems like the remaining Shadow Beasts are here. Keep driving and we will lose the Troupe.”
———
‘Where am I?’
Everything felt numb, as though having slept for an eternity. Gradually, sensation began returning to the limbs, and the feeling of fabric brushing against the skin became noticeable.
‘Am I a prisoner? What happened? I can’t exactly remember.’
Blinking and slowly opening the eyes, the Vision returned, revealing a dark but fully furnished room.
‘I don’t recognize this place. It doesn’t look like our hotel room? How did I get here? Is it night already?’
Moving around, there was a sudden strange feeling. Another person, a muscular one, and he was naked.
“Ah, you woke up?” A familiar voice asked in the darkness as the lights above them suddenly lit up, “How are you feeling? I am doing that for the first time, so I have no idea. Are you in pain? Anything feeling strange?”
‘Doing what for the first time?’ She thought as her hands wandered over her own body, she was naked too, ‘Did he drug me?’
Her eyes now wide open, she looked at the person she was cuddling, her large breasts pressing at his defined chest. She looked at the face of the man beside her, into a pair of dazzling emerald eyes.
“Harry? What are you doing? Why are you in my bed? Where even are we?” She asked, confused, looking at him warily, pushing him away, ‘Did he rape me? I don’t feel any pain or soreness. In fact, I have never felt that good.’
“Ah, you seem to be disoriented!” His eyes widened as he seemed to realize something. “And to clarify, you are in my bed; I booked this room. As for why you are here, well, that isn’t exactly easy to explain. What is the last thing you remember, Baise?”
‘Is he nervous? Why? What did he do?’ “I think I was at the auction with Tocino and Ivlenkov. We headed into the auction hall, and then it started— And then she remembered.
She died.
No, she had been killed.
Baise didn’t realize she had begun to shake until a pair of strong arms had wrapped around her, giving her warmth and calming her down. “Shh.”
“Did they kill you too? Are we dead together?” She asked as she felt him, ‘Is he here because I thought about making him my pet? Am I in Heaven or something?’
“Huh, you expect me to be with you after Death?” Harry asked a bit confused, before seemingly catching himself, “You aren’t Dead.”
“No, I clearly remembered having died. That emotionless girl smashed my head in. There is no way I survived that!” Her heartbeat sped up. ‘What is that supposed to mean? How could I not have died?’
“Yes, you died. Please listen to me before coming to any conclusions. Remember when I touched your hand while asking you to teach me dancing? I placed a bit of my Nen on you; it allows me to sense your state and location. Sorry about that! It’s part of my Hatsu. With it I am able to teleport you to me. But you died too fast.” Harry explained, before dropping the real bomb, “I brought you back to life!”
She stared at him. And starred. And stared even more, “What the hell are you talking about? How could you bring me back to life? That’s impossible!”
“Well, not really; Nen can do it. Post-Mortem Nen can become really powerful and bring someone back to life with the correct ability, like restarting your heart and organs or using the life of your killer to revive you.” Harry explained, and it made actually quite a lot of sense; she had heard that Nen after death can become really powerful or even very dangerous.
“So you have a Nen ability to revive me? You didn’t die, so your Nen shouldn’t have gotten a boost to accomplish that!” She pointed out the flaw in his explanation.
“I never said I did it with Nen, just that it was possible. Please keep an open mind! He once again repeated, leathery black bat-like wings appeared on his back, “I am a devil! And I reincarnated you as one of my Devil Servants!”
…
A devil?
His servant?
"Is that why we’re naked?" the question came, her tone sharp and dangerous.
"Do you expect me to sleep with you just because I’m supposed to be your Devil servant?" As she spoke, she felt something unfamiliar on her back. Turning to look, she froze—she had wings.
“Huh? No, no, no! Nothing like that at all! Well, not that you are not beautiful! This is a perk of being a devil as a master: I can enhance the healing of my servants. Well, not only the Master can do it; it’s Devil healing, and it requires naked skin contact. I am not a healer, but I did my best to restore the damage done to you; the devil healing was to maximize the effect. Harry explained with a flushed face.
“Healing, too? You seem to have quite a few Nen abilities. She pointed out now with a small smile, much calmer herself as her hand caressed his skin, making him shudder slightly, ‘This isn’t so bad. I have a Master now?’
“That wasn’t Nen. Devils can use demonic power to use magic. You can do that too, although you will have to learn it first. Your Nen capacity and talent should also become much stronger. Your Body too.” He replied as he looked at her hand wandering over his skin.
“Is that so?” She mused; he was right; she could feel that her aura had become stronger several times, and she felt stronger too. “Does it change my body too? Making me more attractive, for example?”
“Yes, your looks improve slightly. Nothing major. It’s mostly related to improving your body. He replied as his eyes for a moment rested on her naked breast. ‘What a naughty boy.’
“So what is the price? I don’t believe you did that for free or out of the kindness of your heart; you would have brought the other two back too.” She asked, now carefully looking at him.
“Well, first of all, this isn’t how I planned this to happen. I can reincarnate you into a devil without you dying. Originally I wanted to give you the choice, but now the circumstances forced me to reincarnate you. There is no way back; you are a devil. Which means you are my servant. Harry stated directly.
“That Servant part, how does it work?”
“Well, that is a highly debatable topic. For some masters, you are nothing more than slaves. Like the name already tells you, we are Devils now, a race of Sin not above Evil. Sure we don’t necessarily are Evil, but our lesser Emotions like the seven Sins affect us more. There are some that give fully into their twisted desires and find pleasure in committing evil, even with their reincarnated Servants.”
“Like what, for example?”
“There is that one guy who loves to corrupt Holy Maidens. He collects them for their peerage as a hobby and breaks them into his toys.”
Baise nodded, getting what he was playing at, “And what do better devils look like? And what’s a peerage?”
“Ah, you are part of my peerage now. I am your King, not as in the noble title; the position for the peerage owner is called King. It’s based on chess; each king owns 15 other evil pieces that represent the chess pieces to reincarnate devils with.” He gave her a general overview about the system. “As for what the average Devil looks like, pretty much like a bit more sinful member of a human society. Some devils like to collect money and riches; harems are a regular thing, and so on.”
“Hmmm, I see. So the reason why you didn’t reincarnate the two other guys is because you didn’t want them to take two spots in your harem? And if it’s based on chess, do the pieces have an effect? What piece am I?” She licked her lips, looking at him with a smirk.
“Well, I don’t necessarily plan to make my peerage my harem. But yes, I prefer to be surrounded by beauties instead of a monkey-faced dude and another dude looking like an average bodyguard. And the Spots are valuable; I want to fill them with quality members. Harry pointed out, “And yes, the Evil Pieces have different effects, while you get a boost to everything through your race changing into a devil. Each piece gives another effect. Rooks are strong and tanky, Knights are fast, Bishops get a boost to their magical abilities, and the Queen gets everything. Pawns get the power to promote into any other Piece temporarily. You are a pawn, by the way.”
“A pawn the lowest-ranking piece?” She asked a bit disappointed.
“The Piece doesn’t determine the ranking in a peerage, although the Queen is usually the second in command. As for why I choose the Pawn for you, well, based on your Nen Ability, any other piece wouldn’t make a big difference for you. A more generalized one was a better fit for you.” Harry replied, her ‘Instant Lover’ wouldn’t change much with any of the other pieces.
“I see. So why did you recruit me? I am not stronger than the other two guys. And from what I can feel, I am very weak in comparison to you. What use can I even be?”
“Huh, well not only are you hot, I can also test out how much benefit I get if I train someone from the bottom instead of recruiting someone already strong.” Harry replied, as he looked honestly at her, his eyes wandering a bit over her body, “I plan to make you much stronger. I also want to see if you can develop your Nen ability further now, as it was one of the reasons I wanted to recruit you the moment I saw it.”
‘Oh, he is a sadist too. This can be really fun. Mmmh, not bad. I like it. She realized as she stared at him, as he began to get out of the bed, his naked form in full display, “Stronger how?”
“You haven’t mastered your Hatsu at all yet. Make it permanent; create a ranged version of it, maybe one that can affect a group. Whatever you feel like. The limits of what you can do now have drastically changed. In this world you have the chance of becoming one of the top existences.” Harry explained, as he took her hand.
She nodded; training would help her. “What if I don’t want to follow you?”
“That’s unfortunately no longer possible. The side effect of turning into a reincarnated devil is that you need to be bonded to your king to keep the demonic energy inside of you under control. If you were to leave now, you wouldn’t die, but you would lose control of yourself, turning into an insane and corrupted monster.”
“Then I am your servant for the rest of my life?”
“Hmm, pretty much. You have now a lifespan of at least 10,000 years, by the way.” He casually dropped before smiling, “But I am not planning to force you to do anything you don’t want. Consider yourself my employee. Don’t worry; I will take care of your expenses.”
“10,000 years at least?” She gulped, “Wait, what happened to the job?”
“Yes, you could even be immortal. It’s based on your strength; if you laze around, it’s just 10,000 years. As for the job, well, they consider you dead. Let’s keep it that way. We captured one of the Phantom Troupe; the others are interrogating him. They were the ones who attacked the auction.”
“The Phantom Troupe? The Rank A Bounty? No wonder they killed us so easily.”
“You could fight them now with your body alone.” He casually commented, “But how about you take a few days off? I will send you to a place belonging to a friend of mine. Don’t worry about money; I will pay for it. Just don’t mention the devil stuff; they don’t know about it. Oh right, I almost forgot. I am also from a different world!”
