Chapter 11: The Overwhelming Presence of the Demon King Girl
"Boom!!"
With a heavy impact, Serafall landed in front of Lucien.
The Demon King girl had tears in her eyes, as if she had suffered some grave injustice, and without hesitation, she threw a punch straight at him.
[Lucien, be careful!]
Greymon immediately pushed Lucien aside and stepped forward to intercept.
However—
The power of a Four Great Demon King-level attack, even if it was just an ordinary punch, was not something Greymon could withstand!
Even before Serafall's fist made contact, the sheer force of the wind pressure alone caused the armor on Greymon's head to crack and shatter!
[Greymon, de-digivolve!]
At the critical moment, Lucien forcibly took control and made Greymon revert back to its base form.
Its massive body shrank instantly.
Serafall's punch swung through empty space, and the resulting gust of wind blew both Lucien and Agumon away.
"Cough... Cough, cough..."
Dozens of meters away, Lucien stood up, coughing up blood.
Seeing Serafall finally make a move, Lucien's lips curled into a faint smirk.
All his planning had paid off.
He had anticipated this moment, ensuring he wouldn't end up as one of Serafall's pawns.
Instead, he had baited her into taking the first step.
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Lucien had long understood the power of leaking intelligence.
Sona had done the same thing to him—leaking the news of their engagement annulment to Rias to manipulate Lucien's response.
Lucien had taken a page from Sona's book.
After the second match ended, and after Sona, flustered from their kiss, had left, Lucien didn't waste time.
He immediately informed Rias about Sona's upcoming match with him.
And asked Rias to ensure that Serafall received the information.
Just as he predicted—
Upon learning that her former fiancé was dueling her sister, Serafall rushed over immediately.
It was only natural.
After all, how could she ignore her little sister's impending confrontation with her ex-fiancé?
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Serafall had initially held back.
Even after watching her sister lose to Greymon, she had remained a passive observer.
But—
Lucien had smiled.
Not only had he smiled, but he had also clapped and cheered.
Defeating Sona was one thing. Letting her get hurt and then openly celebrating?
Unacceptable!
Even an uncle could endure this, but an aunt surely could not!
Unable to hold back her fury, Serafall had thrown her punch.
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Now, seeing Lucien coughing up blood, Serafall instantly panicked.
"I-I didn't mean—"
"Lucien... I-I'm sorry!"
"I just... I just—"
"You just couldn't stand seeing Sona get bullied and mocked, so you lost control?" Lucien, still spitting blood, asked.
"Yes! That's exactly it! Lucien, you understand!"
Tears welled up in Serafall's eyes as she lunged forward, embracing Lucien tightly.
Lucien had been someone she watched grow up.
Once, he had even been her fiancé.
She had never had any grievances against him. If anything, she still carried guilt over breaking off their engagement.
So, overwhelmed with emotion, Serafall hugged him even tighter.
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Lucien's face was now buried in the ample softness of the Demon King girl's chest.
[Damn it!]
Despite being enveloped in such a warm embrace, Lucien felt no pleasure—
Only suffocation!
"Cough, cough! Serafall-sama, you've overstepped your boundaries."
"Can't you see that Lucien-sama can't breathe?"
Sebas Nao, his maid, coughed lightly and reminded Serafall.
"Huh?"
"Oh—oh!"
Realizing what was happening, Serafall hurriedly released Lucien, who was now gasping for air.
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"Nao, the recording."
As soon as Lucien caught his breath, he turned to his maid.
"Yes, Lucien-sama."
Nao nodded, taking out a magical recording crystal.
The crystal glowed and replayed Serafall's attack, clearly showing her sending Lucien flying and making him cough up blood.
"Nao... You—!"
Serafall glared at Nao, then quickly turned back to Lucien, her eyes pleading.
"Lucien... It was my fault."
"What do you want me to do to make it up to you?"
Serafall's eyes shimmered as she tried to look as adorable as possible.
She knew Lucien well enough—
As long as she offered the right compensation, he wouldn't stay mad.
"Three drops of Phoenix Tears."
Serafall's smile froze instantly.
"Lucien, isn't that a bit too high a price?"
"Serafall, how do you think the underworld would react to headlines about a Demon King physically assaulting her former fiancé?"
"Alright! Alright! Just stop! I agree!"
Serafall, now thoroughly exasperated, waved her hand in defeat.
"I only have one drop on me. I'll send you the other two tomorrow."
As expected of a Demon King handling diplomacy, she was direct and efficient.
Lucien was satisfied.
Not only did she hand over a drop of Phoenix Tears immediately, but she also included a signed agreement.
"Good. That settles this matter."
"Really? That's a relief..." Serafall forced a smile, feeling an ache in her heart.
"Serafall, there's no need to look so relieved."
"We still have another matter to discuss."
"Huh?"
Her already strained smile froze completely.
Another matter?
"Serafall, you don't want your sister, Sona, to marry me, right?"
"I suppose so... But Lucien, I never meant to belittle you!"
"It's just... My engagement to you was originally a political arrangement to stabilize the underworld. Later, Sona merely took my place. But she herself was never willing."
"Now that she's of age, she should have the right to choose her own future."
Serafall's words were diplomatic, yet her meaning was clear.
"So, in other words, I've lost my value and can now be tossed aside?" Lucien countered.
"That's not exactly—"
"Fine, Serafall. So tell me, what price are you willing to pay for this?"
Lucien took out a contract.
A contract signed with Sona.
Serafall, puzzled, took it and began to read.
[If Sona Sitri loses the three-out-of-two match against Lucien Leviathan, she shall offer her body and soul to him at his discretion.]
Serafall's mouth twitched violently.
"Wait, wait, wait! Does this mean that if Lucien wants, he can take Sona to bed tonight?!"
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