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"Food is ready," I announced as I added the finishing touches to the lunch I had prepared. I made a lot of food, and I'm still not sure if it's going to be enough.

Ah, well. It's not my problem.

"Coming!" "Be right there!" "Okaaaay."

With a wave of my hand, I levitated the food and took it with me to the dining table, where Ellie was sitting alone.

Normally, I would ask where Aunt Misla went, but today, I couldn't find it in me to care.

After putting some food on Ellie's plate, I did the same for mine and started eating. I wasn't going to wait for anyone—I was hungry.

"Ellie, don't try to be sneaky if you can't control your magic better," I said between bites, making her freeze for a second before she huffed and began eating the greens she had been trying to avoid.

It was amusing to see her use her shadow magic just to switch the positions of the food she didn't like with the ones she did.

"Harry, I just got off the phone with Satan Leviathan. She did that thing where she talks about different topics at the same time, trying to confuse me while also asking me to arrange a meeting with you," Sairaorg said as he sat down at the dining table and started helping himself to the food.

"Tell her to come to my house next week, then," I replied.

"Hmm, will do," he said, swallowing the food in his mouth before continuing, "Oh, by the way, the gravity restrictions in the room can be lifted now, right?"

"Nope. Right now, you need at least a week of rest to let your body heal normally without any potions or supplements. You might have reached the Satan rank, but you still need at least half a year to be considered a solid Satan-class devil," I answered, breaking him from his fantasy.

He might think that just because his body is now powerful enough to be considered a Satan-class devil, he's just as powerful—but he is not. Something he often forgets is that he doesn't have magic like the rest of the devils. True, he has a huge Touki reserve, his magic resistance is off the charts, and with that armor of his, he might win, but alone? He's still not powerful enough.

"It's okay; I'll just do my normal training…" he started to say, but I cut him off. "Yeah, no, you can't do that either. A week of rest without any body training. I'll make sure to tell Kuisha and Aunt Misla to keep an eye on you to prevent you from doing anything stupid." I said, making him open his mouth and then close it several times, stopping whatever he wanted to say in retort.

"Harry, pass me that salad bowl, please," Valerie said as she sat down next to Ellie.

"Here," I replied, passing it to her.

"How's your Occlumency training going? And where's Asia?" I asked her.

"My training is going great—I think we can unseal my sacred gear soon," she said happily, completely forgetting to answer my question about Asia. So I asked again while putting new vegetables on Ellie's plate because she had vanished the ones she had.

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While Harry and the rest were eating and talking about different things, in a huge room decorated with sleek and rich designs, a meeting of the four Satans of the Underworld was taking place…

"...And with the Vupla vs. Buné issue out of the way, let's talk about Harry Potter. Ajuka, how's the testing going? Have you managed to crack any of his potions, elixirs, or the ward bank? Or how he cured the sleeping sickness?" Sirzechs Lucifer asked his fellow Satan.

The emergence of Sairaorg's 'contracted magician' had brought a lot of instability to the Underworld. His products, services, and whatever he does always seem to affect them in some way.

"Hmm, I managed to figure out how he produced his 'health potion,' but it's not as potent yet. The other elixirs are still a work in progress, and I don't have time to focus solely on research. As for the ward bank? Yeah, that one is impossible. I've tried, and any form of scanning is thwarted. If the one in control of it tries, it either resets its settings—making you lose all protection stored inside—or it self-destructs," Ajuka replied.

He found researching Harry's products fascinating. He had already concluded that Harry's magic was different because it had that fey-like quality. Still, he couldn't find proof. He needed to scan him personally to confirm this, but he was unable to meet him due to the absurd price Harry asked for.

"Yeah, and let's not forget him beating the crap out of the Great King's representative. That stunt is still giving me a headache to this day," Serafall said.

"So what should we do? The old council members are getting fussy again. They asked me to turn him into a devil by force," Sirzechs said with a grim expression.

"Nothing," Ajuka answered calmly, drawing the attention of the other three. He continued, "We do nothing. They want him turned forcefully? They can go after him themselves. This might prove to be a nice way to get rid of some of the Great King faction. We just have to think of something as compensation to stop him from slaughtering all of them."

"Ajuka, aren't you overestimating him? Even Serafall, who has met him before, said he wasn't strong enough to pose a threat, he is an ultimate class at best" Falbium, who had been silent from the start, asked.

"He is not," Ajuka stated. "I haven't been able to meet him personally yet, but if I had to guess, then he's at least at the peak of Satan class." His voice remained as calm as ever.

"Impossible. Even if he is, he can't be that good at hiding it," Serafall disagreed strongly. She had met him more than a couple of times before, but she didn't feel the presence that a Satan-class person gives off... It's not that it's hard, it's just that she was confident in her sensing abilities. She was the satan of position for foreign affairs for a reason.

"Serafall, it's not your fault." …

"Do you remember the incident with the sage and vampires three years ago?" Ajuka suddenly asked. "After that, there haven't been any sightings of him. But that was also when Harry Potter's name appeared…" He couldn't continue because Sirzechs interrupted him.

"You're saying Harry Potter is the sage? If he were, Serafall would have noticed immediately. You know better than I do that Sages have a different kind of aura and presence."

"He's right. I would have noticed if he was, that's a completely different than him being able to hide his power level. While one requires 100% control—which is near impossible the other is just more than impossible." Serafall said. Which was true. There's hundreds of ways to suppress power, masking it, but there are also a lot of ways to sense too. And she was the best in the underworld.

"I didn't say that. You really should let me finish talking first. But let me ask you this instead, Serafall: try to remember everything about your meetings with him up until this point."

It took a few seconds, but the sudden release of magic and her shouting "Bastard!" confirmed what he was saying.

"Serafall, calm down!" Sirzechs was the first to hold her in place, trying to calm her down.

"Serafall, he didn't manipulate your memories or anything. I can confirm that because I myself made the connection between the two just now. So I can confidently say that he used some kind of spell or ritual that kept people from coming to that conclusion or noticing for that matter… That's also the reason I said he was powerful.

This kind of spell or ritual requires either a great power that even I can't accurately quantify or a great burden that would kill someone like me in about a month at best." Ajuka's calm voice stopped the ruckus that was happening and made them listen quietly.

If what he said is true, that means Harry had just canceled whatever spell he used, or the duration of said spell just ended… but no matter whichever it is, it meant that he thinks he's ready for everything.

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