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DN : [285] Dream
🕑 Added 2024-08-23 16:00:02 +0000 UTCA chill spread across the female devil's face, and she was beginning to show signs of hostility.
On the other hand, the male devil seemed like a second-rate rascal, shamelessly eyeing his counterpart up and down, behaving like an uncontrollable lecher.
"Zephyrdor, if you want to start a fight here, I'll accompany you. And even if I kill you, no one above should blame me."
"Are you really saying this, you foul woman? I rarely invite you to a private room over there, Miss Agares, and you're still so conservative. I thought you were still a virgin; should I kindly offer you the opening ceremony?"
As soon as these words were uttered, all the female devils in the banquet hall frowned, and many of them glared at him.
It was just too much. In public, to say such things to a woman.
"So, this is the new generation of devils? Haha, I'm really surprised."
August chuckled, and in that instant, everyone else fell silent. If this lord spoke, who would dare to defy him?
"That's indeed going too far. I'll mention it to my brother later."
"I'll inform my sister too. People like him, if they step out of the underworld, will tarnish the image of devils."
Rias and Sona spoke one after the other, making Zephyrdor break out in a cold sweat. A Lord of the House of Demon, the younger sisters of two Satans, and both prospective heads of their respective families. Was he asking for trouble?
Although his family was also a high-ranking one, compared to the Gremory and Sitri, they were far inferior. Not to mention that their brothers and sisters were Lucifer and Leviathan, the Satans.
"Sairaorg, who is this guy?"
"Lord August, this is Zephyrdor, the unruly scion of the House of Glasya-Labolas. And the other one is Seekvaira, the heiress of the House of Agares."
"The House of Glasya-Labolas? What a long name."
Sairaorg couldn't dare to respond to this statement; he just pretended not to hear it.
Zephyrdor himself, upon hearing August's comments about his family, was angry but powerless. His father was just a high-class devil, after all, and facing a Satan-level being, he was simply inadequate.
"After all, this banquet is led by Satans, with leaders of other factions attending. It's best to get rid of those who don't behave appropriately early on, to avoid embarrassment for the underworld."
"Yes, my lord."
Yolda, who was beside him, responded, then raised her hand, tearing open a fissure in space.
Before he could react, Zephyrdor was thrown straight into it, and then the dimensional crack closed, as if nothing had happened.
"That's... the teleportation ability of the transdimensional demon. She's Yolda, the maid demon of the Lord of the House of Demon."
"Is that her? I didn't expect her to be the maid of a Demon Duke."
"Look at the other one beside her; she's probably Hildegarde."
"It's really envy-inducing; the best sister flowers have been plucked by one person."
...
Surrounding voices buzzed with discussion. The fame of Hilda and Yolda had spread far and wide some time ago. Now, both serving under August, they left many devils feeling envious and admiring.
Tap, tap, tap.
At this moment, several figures emerged on the podium in the banquet hall. In an instant, everyone fell silent, for these were the highest rulers of the devils, the Satans.
Whether male or female, regardless of their character, all eyes were now fervently fixed upon the stage.
The Satans, akin to God in the eyes of angels, were objects of admiration and devotion for most devils.
From the terror of the old Satans' rule to the current era of peace, although the Satans had changed, the devils' reverence for them had never waned.
Even Sona and Rias watched with anticipation as Sirzechs and the others took the stage.
Throughout the banquet hall, only August remained indifferent.
"You've come here, and it's been hard work. This banquet is to give you a clear view of the responsibilities you'll bear in the next generation, as well as an opportunity for you to get to know each other." Sirzechs said as they approached the podium.
With Sirzechs's words, several people stepped forward.
Sairaorg, Rias, Sona, and the glasses-wearing girl, Seekvaira, who had just been involved in a conflict.
There was also one more, Diadora, but unfortunately, this unlucky child had just been taken out by August and was still in recovery.
These four were the cream of the crop among the new generation of devils, the four young kings.
"Each of you is a standout of the new era, and for this reason, I want you to compete on the same stage before your true debut, to collectively enhance your strength."
"So, does that mean we'll eventually participate in battles with the Khaos Brigade, Your Majesty?" Sairaorg couldn't help but ask. He had a natural inclination toward combat, perhaps due to his focus on physical training.
"Not yet. If I could help it, I wouldn't want you to be involved in all this."
"Why? We're strong too, not just weaklings."
"Sairaorg, I understand how you feel, but you are our treasures, the future of devils. That's why I want you to grow even more."
"Yes, I understand."
Sairaorg stepped back, but it was evident to perceptive eyes that he was not content; he longed for battle.
August recalled a line from a certain series, a sentiment he wholeheartedly agreed with: The mightiest warriors are often born on the most brutal battlefields.
Sirzechs's intentions were good, to protect the flame and seeds of devils. However, even Sirzechs himself had grown step by step in the war between the old and new Satans.
To protect the new generation of devils, Sirzechs must shoulder heavy burdens. Perhaps, this was what it meant to be a Satan.
"You are the future of devils, treasures in your own right. So, I'd like to hear your dreams. Would you indulge me?" Sirzechs smiled, devoid of the airs of a Satan, which was one of the reasons he was so beloved, his charismatic personality overflowing.
"My dream is to become a Satan!" β Sairaorg
"My dream is to ascend to the highest point in the rating game in the House of Gremory's name." β Rias
"My dream is to establish a school in the underworld, a school where both lower-ranking devils and reincarnated devils can study!" β Sona
Comments
jose torres
Even I'm a little curious I wonder what kind of dream he will have or goal or ambition, makes you think could be something huge or be something small but either way it will still be his dream π€
