[144] : The Completely Defeated Sairaorg, Punishing Serafall

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Arriving at the alternate dimension battlefield, I glanced at Sairaorg and smiled calmly.

"Sairaorg, aren't you going to use your Sacred Gear—the [Regulus Nemea]?"

"Thank you for the consideration. However, since you intend to fight me in close combat, for the sake of fairness, I won't use it!" Sairaorg replied, his expression shifting to excitement, fighting spirit blazing in his eyes.

"In that case, without further ado—let's begin!"

I looked at Sairaorg and shrugged helplessly.

Seeing my calm, unreadable expression, Sairaorg tensed, a hint of unease creeping into his heart.

He couldn't see through me.

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The next moment, without warning—

Sairaorg's figure suddenly flashed, vanishing from his original spot.

The terrifying force of his launch cracked the ground beneath him into a massive crater. In a mere instant, he appeared before me.

This stunned the spectating Devils.

They hadn't expected Sairaorg to be so decisive, launching a surprise attack right away.

However, the next moment, Sairaorg's attack passed straight through my body.

'An afterimage?!!'

Seeing the phantom before him, Sairaorg was incredulous. How could his speed be this fast?

Suddenly, Sairaorg's expression changed drastically.

My figure had appeared behind him without any warning.

Sairaorg let out a sharp yell, erupting with even greater power, forcefully twisting his body to attack me behind him.

"Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist!"

However, as I softly uttered those five words, an even more terrifying force slammed into Sairaorg.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, scattering into the air.

Even though my punch didn't directly connect with Sairaorg—the difference in our strength was too vast. He couldn't even withstand the force of the air pressure generated by my attack.

Instantly, Sairaorg was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing far into the distance, lying motionless on the ground.

"Whew~ Good thing I didn't use my full strength. I was worried I might accidentally kill him!" I muttered, wiping a cold sweat from my forehead, feeling slightly apprehensive.

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Outside the alternate dimension battlefield, the spectating Devils were already dumbfounded.

"Is... Is this real? Sairaorg was taken out in one punch?!"

"So the Maous weren't joking! But this is just too ridiculous!"

"Relying solely on physical strength, without even making contact—Sairaorg was sent flying!"

"Is the difference in their strength really that big?!"

"..."

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The numerous Devils below the dais were extremely excited, their gazes fixed on Kyoya, filled with adoration.

"Kyoya's strength has grown again!" Sirzechs remarked with emotion.

"Every time, he manages to redefine my understanding of him. It seems we don't need to worry about the [Khaos Brigade] and the Otherworldly crisis anymore." Sirzechs smiled faintly, relief washing over his face.

After all, I was Rias' fiancé—his brother-in-law. Perhaps, in the future, the Gremory family would become even stronger.

"Tch~ You act like you don't know how terrifying his true power is. If he got serious, the sheer pressure alone would be enough to crush Sairaorg!" Serafall pouted, feigning indifference, but her heart was actually in turmoil.

'Waaah~ Sona-chan, this lecher is getting stronger and stronger! I'm probably going to suffer at his hands soon!'

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Sirzechs nodded silently in agreement. The miserable state of the Two Heavenly Dragons, Vali and Lux, was still vivid in his mind.

As for Maous Ajuka and Falbium, along with the other Devil nobles, they were even more horrified internally.

'Crushing an Ultimate-class powerhouse with just aura alone? That's just absurd.'

However, they firmly believed it. After all, I was a true monster!

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Meanwhile, back in the alternate dimension battlefield, after a long while, Sairaorg finally staggered back to his feet.

However, Sairaorg was already drenched in sweat, his face pale, as if just standing up had drained all his strength.

His eyes held a hint of bewilderment. My strength made him feel a profound sense of powerlessness.

"If you had been willing to use your Sacred Gear, perhaps you wouldn't be in such a miserable state," I said, a trace of regret showing on my face.

After all, I genuinely respected Sairaorg. That was why I had deliberately held back.

I had dodged his attack, then used the Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist to defeat him—I didn't want him to lose too disgracefully. Otherwise, he wouldn't have even gotten a chance to make a move.

Using a fist technique rewarded by the system to defeat Sairaorg could be considered a sign of respect!

"I had wanted a fair duel. I just hadn't expected the difference in our strength to be so vast—an insurmountable chasm!" Sairaorg replied with a wry smile after recovering slightly.

"I concede this match!!" Suddenly, Sairaorg shouted towards the outside of the field.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing one Red Grade gift bag task.]

Just as Sairaorg conceded, the system's voice sounded, as expected.

After returning, Sairaorg was taken away for treatment due to his somewhat heavy injuries.

Strangely enough, even though Sairaorg suffered a crushing defeat this time, the number of Underworld nobles supporting him increased dramatically.

Perhaps it was because Devils worshipped the strong, and also respected those who dared to challenge the strong.

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Next, the banquet continued, and Sirzechs specifically emphasized the upcoming Devil Rating Game.

Soon, the banquet for the new generation of Devils officially ended.

Afterward, Sirzechs and the others began discussing the matter of the Dragon Phantom with me.

"Regarding this matter, my suggestion is to reveal everything—the crisis of the otherworldly Evil Gods, as well as your identity—during the Rating Game, as people from various pantheons will be present. We can use this opportunity to make it public."

Hearing Sirzechs's words, I agreed nonchalantly.

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"Weren't you staying at Little Rias-chan's place? Why are you following me back?!"

Looking at Kyoya's narrowed eyes, Serafall puffed her cheeks angrily.

Originally, I had been staying at the Gremory household.

Sona and the other girls hadn't seen me for a long time, so during the banquet, Sona invited me to the Sitri house.

Naturally, I readily agreed.

Besides, I could thoroughly tease Serafall, this magical girl. It was killing two birds with one stone.

And along the way, I found various excuses to touch her all over.

Looking at the aggrieved Serafall, I chuckled.

"Do you think someone I've set my sights on can escape? If you dare to leave without saying goodbye again, I'll strip you naked and spank your bottom!!"

"....."

Hearing this, Serafall's face instantly turned crimson, and she retorted shyly and angrily, "Y-You pervert, lecher, hentai..."

I remained indifferent, letting her vent, then smirked.

"When we get back to the Sitri house, come to my room, and we'll continue filming the magical girl segment. We didn't finish last time, did we?"

"Don't even think about running away..."

Hearing this, Serafall's face twitched, blushing furiously, on the verge of tears.

Right now, she looked so weak, so helpless—pitiful, really, like a little lamb about to be devoured.

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