Evening, Kusanagi's house—
Shizuka-chan and the maid Arianna were diligently doing housework. The habitually lazy Sora-kun was half-lying on the sofa, holding the little loli Athena, cracking melon seeds and watching TV, passing the boring time. Erica, who was completely clueless about housework and only knew how to sit and enjoy herself, leaned her little head on Sora's shoulder, playing with her phone and doing who knows what.
He had originally planned to have Athena do some housework too. So what if she was a god? She ate and lived at his house all day; she should contribute something, right? However, Sora ultimately didn't do this because he found that hugging this little loli was indeed addictive. Letting go for even a little while made him feel empty inside.
He had to admit, no teddy bear in the world had the magic of this super loli. There was nothing he could do. He would just have to let it be like this until he had had enough of hugging her. She was really getting off easy!
Just as Sora was watching and getting sleepy, suddenly, his phone on the table next to him rang.
"Erica, hand me the phone."
Yawning and thinking he should go to bed early, Sora shook his head to clear it up a bit and said to Erica.
"What is it? Who's calling?"
Seeing the interesting expression on Erica's face after she picked up the phone, Sora immediately asked with some confusion.
"It's the Sword King, Salvatore Doni, calling. Should I just reject it?"
Shaking the phone, Erica said with a playful smile.
Hearing that it was a call from that heartless, annoying brat, Sora's face immediately darkened. He really wanted Erica to just refuse it, but after thinking about it, he still took the call.
"Yo, long time no talk, Sora, my best friend!"
As soon as he pressed the answer button, Salvatore's cheerful voice came from the other end.
"You guy, don't talk to me in such a misleading tone, or people will think we're really close!"
"Hurry up and tell me, what's the matter?"
Feeling speechless, Sora had no reason to be polite to this heartless battle-crazy brat.
"Oh dear, oh dear, to be so heartless to your best friend, as expected of my fated enemy!"
"Do you know Dejanstahl Voban? That energetic old man."
Knowing that if he hesitated any longer, Sora would definitely hang up, so Doni didn't dawdle and spoke directly.
"Dejanstahl Voban?"
He felt like he had heard this name many times, but he must have subconsciously categorized him as a passerby or something, so although he felt a little familiar, Sora couldn't remember for a moment.
"Dejanstahl Voban, known as the Marquis Voban, is the oldest living Campione."
Having already understood her Demon King very well, Erica knew he must have forgotten again when she saw Sora's confused expression. To prevent him from losing face in front of other Demon Kings, Erica quickly whispered in Sora's ear.
"Ahem… You mean that old man, what's wrong? Did he kick the bucket and want to invite us fellow Campiones to a memorial service? No way, I'm very busy lately and don't have time."
He coughed twice, trying to cover up his slight embarrassment, and Sora bluffed.
But this guy's mouth was really venomous, cursing the old man to kick the bucket as soon as he opened it!
"Kick the bucket… memorial service?!"
"Hahaha… Interesting, interesting. I was worried that it wouldn't be fun if you didn't fight, but now as long as I tell that old man what you said, you will definitely fight!"
"Hahahaha…"
After a moment of silence, Doni's laughter came from the phone. Sora had just said it casually, but hearing Salvatore Doni's happy demeanor, a bad feeling immediately arose in his heart.
"You guy, stop laughing and explain yourself, what do you mean by fighting or not fighting?!"
His unease grew, and Sora roared into the phone.
"I'll tell you, hahaha…"
"It's a shame, that old man is still energetic. He can freely command hundreds of giant wolves, turn living things into salt with his magic eye, summon storms to blow away towns, and turn the dead into zombies to be his slaves. Do you think such an old man would kick the bucket so easily?"
It seemed he had finally calmed down, and Salvatore Doni said to Sora in a playful tone from the phone.
"Uh… Hearing you say that, he really seems like an incredible old man…"
After hearing Doni's introduction of the old man, Sora couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Damn it, giant wolves, magic eyes, and storms were one thing, but there were even zombies. He was really a dark and cruel old man!
However, what did this have to do with him, Sora?
"Yes, yes, I think so too. And, this old man is with you now, hurry up and go fight him!"
Doni's heartless voice came from the phone again.
"Ahem… You said he came here?!"
"Uh, maybe not. He's so old, maybe he's just taking advantage of the time he has left to travel around. How can we just go and fight him?"
"Besides, I'm an upright young man. You want me to bully an old man or something, I can't do that."
He secretly thought "this is bad," and Sora tried to make a final effort.
"Hahaha… I don't care! It would be so boring if you didn't fight. I'm going to tell that old man what you just said right now."
"Bye-bye, my best friend!"
After saying that, Doni couldn't wait to hang up the phone.
Beep, beep, beep… Looking at the words "The other party has hung up" on the phone screen, Sora's face turned green.
"My King, it seems our trouble will be here soon!"
Having heard the entire conversation between Sora and Doni, without any sign of tension, Erica leaned on Sora, a brilliant and charming smile on her beautiful face.
Well, in fact, Sora had understood for a long time that this young lady was also an absolute warmonger and someone who wished for chaos in the world!
"Ha… Whatever, if he doesn't come looking for trouble, I won't bother with him. If he really comes to our door…"
"Alas, to be honest, I really don't want to bully an old man!"
Covering his forehead, Sora had a troubled expression.
"Hey, hey, Athena, what's with that suspicious and contemptuous look?"
Noticing that Athena, whom he was holding, was staring at him with such a strange look, Sora immediately asked with a speechless expression.
"Hmph!!!"
With a cold snort, Athena turned her head away.
Kusanagi Sora, that big liar, said last time that he wouldn't bully lolis, but what happened?
Thinking of this, Athena felt even more contempt for a certain guy…
…
"My lord, King of Swords, Lord Salvatore is calling for you."
In a luxurious and slightly dim room lit by candlelight, the knight girl Liliana respectfully handed a dedicated phone to Marquis Voban.
"That kid!!!"
He was in a good mood, but as soon as he heard it was Salvatore, Grandpa Voban's face immediately darkened.
He had never forgotten that four years ago, the Hereetic God he had summoned with great effort and cost was snatched away by that hateful brat!
After a moment of hesitation, Marquis Voban finally took the phone.
"Yo, hello, old man who feeds wolves, are you still energetic lately?"
After connecting the call, Doni's cheerful voice came from inside, just like when he was talking to Sora before, completely unlike talking to an opponent with whom he had some kind of grudge.
"Salvatore Doni!!!"
The tone was low, carrying a hint of chill.
Well, in some ways, Grandpa Voban was indeed more normal than Comrade Doni!
"Oh dear, oh dear, you're still full of energy, I'm relieved!"
"Grandpa, let me tell you something. You know that guy, Kusanagi Sora? The kid who just became a Godslayer? He just called me and said…"
Chattering away, the shameless Comrade Doni kept repeating everything Sora had just said to old Voban on the phone, like how he was going to be in a coffin, and have a memorial service. As if worried the firepower wasn't enough, Comrade Doni added fuel to the fire with his own imagination, truly speaking with great animation and spitting everywhere!
Liliana, standing nearby, heard every word the King of Swords, Doni, said on the phone clearly. Her mouth was slightly agape, her expression one of utter astonishment, and she couldn't recover for a long time.
"Well then, that's it. I wish you, old man, a pleasant battle. Bye-bye!"
After speaking, without waiting for old Voban to reply, Doni hung up the phone directly again.
Crack!
Veins bulging, Marquis Voban's hand crushed the phone into powder. Although Salvatore Doni was his enemy, old Voban didn't doubt his words in the slightest. As fellow kings, their pride disdained resorting to such petty tricks.
So that meant everything that kid said was true!
His heart filled with raging anger, a rolling killing intent erupted from his body, causing the temperature in the entire room to drop significantly. The reason old Voban was so obsessed with Godslaying was because his lifespan was running out, and he hoped to extend it by gaining more authorities and power. And now, that junior named Kusanagi Sora was cursing him to be in a coffin and have a memorial service. How could old Voban not be angry, not be furious!
Under that chilling and rolling killing intent, Liliana, who was standing nearby, finally recovered. Looking at the so angry Marquis Voban, her heart was instantly filled with dread.
At the same time, a figure flashed through the girl's mind, and a hint of worry couldn't help but arise…
"Go, get everything ready immediately. After I eliminate the Heretic God, I will go and meet that kid—"
"Kusanagi Sora!!!"
With a wave of his large hand, old Voban sat back on his throne, his eyes flashing with strange and deep light, and a bloodthirsty and cold arc pulled at the corner of his mouth…