[140] : Sairaorg Bael

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The banquet Kyoya attended wasn't particularly interesting. To be precise, he had only one purpose for coming: To eliminate a certain perverted nun-con.

"Rias!"

After the elevator stopped, the group arrived in a corridor. Suddenly, a resonant voice called out.

"Hmm?"

Hearing the voice, Rias looked over in surprise. The newcomer was familiar to her.

"Sairaorg? It's been a while!"

"Indeed, it has been some time. But you've certainly made a name for yourself in the Underworld lately!"

The speaker walked over, arriving in front of Rias and me. Only then did everyone see that he was a sturdy man.

He had short black hair, a muscular build, and even faintly exuded a wild, beast-like aura.

After arriving before the group, Rias turned to me and the others, smiling as she introduced him.

"This is Sairaorg Bael, the successor to the House of Bael, and also my cousin!"

Then, when Sairaorg looked at me, his eyes filled with endless fighting spirit, and he said excitedly.

"You must be Rias's fiancé, Hibari Kyoya, right? I heard that even the White Dragon Emperor and the Red Dragon Emperor were defeated by you! How about we have a match?!"

At this moment, Sairaorg could barely contain his desire for battle.

He knew that Rias's recent surge in power, allowing her to easily defeat Riser, was all thanks to my help.

Furthermore, he could sense the formidable strength of my physique, which contained terrifying power that definitely surpassed his own.

That was why he was so excited. After all, I could be considered the opponent he had always dreamed of.

Hearing Sairaorg's request for a duel, I couldn't help but deeply admire his courage and determination.

Sairaorg—the current successor to the Great King House of Bael.

His father's Half-sister, Venelana, had married into the Gremory family, making him cousins with Sirzechs and Rias.

However, despite being born into the House of Bael, he hadn't inherited their ancestral [Power of Destruction].

In contrast, both Sirzechs and Rias had inherited it—Furthermore, his cousin Sirzechs had become a Maou—which caused the Bael family, who valued noble honor above all, to lose face.

As a result, his mother was considered a disgrace to the family for giving birth to an heir who hadn't inherited the power—Both mother and son were ostracized and discriminated against, forced to move to the borderlands of the Bael territory.

Although he was mocked by his peers for his low magic power from a young age and bullied by his peers, after being constantly encouraged by his mother, he stopped crying and subjected himself to rigorous training.

Through insane levels of exercise, he gained strength, aspiring to become a Maou and create a world where dreams could be realized based on strength alone, regardless of family background.

Later, his mother fell into a long sleep due to illness. Sairaorg returned to the House of Bael, defeated his younger brother Magdaran, and reclaimed the position of successor.

Among the six rookies who debuted in the new generation of Devils, his magic power and support stats were the lowest. He relied solely on his physical strength, which vastly surpassed others.

In fact, relying purely on strength, he had even tamed the rampaging Sacred Gear, the [Regulus Nemea] (Lion King's Battle Axe), and reincarnated it as a Devil using seven Pawn pieces.

To put it bluntly, Sairaorg was practically like the protagonist of an anime. Unfortunately, he lacked plot armor and ultimately lost to Issei Hyoudou in the Rating Game finals in the original story.

To be honest, Sairaorg was one of the few true men whom I genuinely admired.

Therefore, I naturally wouldn't refuse his request for a duel, and moreover...

[Sairaorg: Red Grade - Defeat him using only physical combat skills, making him wholeheartedly convinced.]

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Seeing the marker on the system, the corners of my mouth tilted up slightly as I looked at Sairaorg with a smile.

"Since you want to spar with me, I'm more than happy to oblige. However, let's wait until after the banquet and the Rating Game are over before we spar!"

Hearing me agree to his duel, Sairaorg smiled excitedly.

"No problem! After the Underworld Conference ends, we'll have a proper match!"

After speaking, Sairaorg extended his hand towards me.

I also politely reached out, shaking his hand firmly, as if sealing a pact.

Watching the two of us lock gazes, sparks almost flying between us, Rias and the others were utterly speechless.

'Is this how men greet each other?'

'Also... they knew my true strength. Without using the [Dragon Phantom], I possessed power comparable to the God of the Bible.'

'Sparring with Sairaorg? Aren't you just trying to bully him, Kyoya?'

Thinking of this, Rias and the others turned their heads, looking at Sairaorg with pity, hoping he wouldn't be too crushed!

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After chatting for a bit, Rias suddenly asked with confusion, "Sairaorg, why aren't you going inside? What are you doing standing in this corridor?"

"Tch~ It's too boring inside. Besides, the Agares family and others have already arrived. But Zephyrdor started arguing with others as soon as he arrived. It's so lame."

Saying this, Sairaorg's face even showed a look of disgust.

At that moment, a loud crashing sound suddenly came from a room nearby!

Everyone was startled and quickly rushed towards the main hall. They saw a shattered door, and inside, a man and a woman were glaring at each other with murderous intent.

Behind them, the Devils from their respective factions were also holding weapons, radiating cold killing intent. A battle seemed imminent.

"Zephyrdor, if you want to fight here, I'll gladly oblige! Even if I kill you, the Higher-ups probably won't blame me."

A female Devil wearing glasses looked coldly at the male Devil opposite her, speaking ruthlessly.

However, the male Devil seemed unfazed by her murderous words.

"Hahaha! Just you, you bitch?!"

"I was just being kind enough to take you to a private room for a round! The young lady of the Agares family is so annoyingly conservative. That's why you're still a virgin!"

"Tsk~ You even reek of virginity. I really can't stand it. That's why I wanted to help you 'open up'!"

Hearing Zephyrdor's words, even Sairaorg and I frowned.

"And this is supposed to be the successor of a noble Devil family? He's worse than a street thug. I feel like even that chicken Riser is better than him!"

Seeing this, I couldn't help but curl my lip, looking at Zephyrdor with disdain and commenting bluntly.

Hearing this, Rias and Sairaorg remained silent. After all, what I said was indeed the truth.

Among the current Devil nobility, there were too few Devils with genuine talent and learning. Most were just spoiled brats.

Even Riser Phenex, although somewhat spoiled, was not weak in terms of strength, possessing the power of a High-class Devil.

And Zephyrdor? Not only did he act like a hooligan, but his strength was also pathetic. He was an embarrassment to all Devils.

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