Before any further introductions could be exchanged, a ripple of agitation passed through the hall. The murmurs of gathered devils sharpened into startled whispers as a male shout echoed from the opposite side of the room.
"—You dare insult me, Seegvaira!?"
Zephyrdol, the arrogant heir of a minor old family, was red-faced with fury. In front of him stood a woman with calm emerald eyes, long silver hair cascading like a waterfall, and an expression of complete disinterest.
Seegvaira Agares.
Princess of the time-manipulating Agares clan.
She raised one elegant eyebrow. "If stating the truth insults you, perhaps you should reflect on why that is."
A few onlookers snickered.
Zephyrdol trembled with indignation. "You—!"
The tension spiked. Magic swelled. Sparks burst around Zephyrdol's fists.
Before he could swing—
A large, powerful hand clamped down on his arm.
"Enough."
Sairaorg's voice cut through the hall like a physical force.
Zephyrdol turned, furious. "S–Sairaorg!? Let go! This isn't your—"
But Sairaorg didn't even blink. He squeezed lightly… and Zephyrdol's knees nearly buckled.
"This gathering is not a battlefield," Sairaorg said calmly. "If you wish to fight, you may challenge someone in an official Rating Game." Then his eyes hardened. "But do not raise your hand against the Princess of Agares inside the Maou's building. That will not be tolerated."
Zephyrdol pulled back, but Sairaorg didn't allow it. He was immovable—like trying to yank your arm out of a mountain.
"You—! Release me!"
"Calm yourself," Sairaorg replied, still perfectly composed.
With a flick of his wrist, he pushed Zephyrdol back. The younger devil stumbled several steps before catching himself, glaring hatefully. But he didn't attack again. Not with Sairaorg's aura weighing down on the room like a crushing tide.
I have to say I am impressed.
Seegvaira gave Sairaorg a small nod. "Thank you, Bael. That fool would have ruined the event."
"I only did what anyone should," he replied.
A new voice chimed in smoothly.
"Although, I doubt anyone could have stopped him that easily."
We turned to see Sona Sitri walking toward us, glasses glinting, Tsubaki shadowing her from behind. Her stride was confident, composed, and elegant—pure Sitri discipline.
"Sona," Rias greeted with a smile. "You made it."
Sona returned the gesture with a polite bow. "Good evening, Rias. I see your peerage arrived safely."
Her gaze briefly flicked to me, assessing, then returned to Rias.
"I heard the Bael heir was here. I assume he's already making an impression."
Sairaorg laughed good-naturedly. "I try."
•••
"I am Seegvaira Agares. The next head of the Agares family, rank Archduke."
We of the Gremory group were given a greeting by the glasses onee-chan from before—the ojou-sama of the Agares family.
After that incident, the reception hall had been restored by the magic of the staff members who ran over and had mostly been returned to normal.
The young people had gathered amongst themselves again and were exchanging greetings. We were all sitting around a table, with the delinquent from before and his servants left out.
Rias, of the Gremory family; Sona, of the Sitri family; Sairaorg, of the Bael family; and that delinquent from before seemed to be of the Glaysa-Labolas family.
However, this Seegvaira was the next head of an archduke family. I didn't remember her. Is she an important character? I didn't remember seeing her in Anime. Much be side-character. But she is beautiful.
According to what I studied back in Gremory House, if the Maou was the president of a company, the Great King would be the vice-president and the Archduke would be an executive director.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Rias Gremory, the next head of the Gremory family."
"I'm Sona Sitri, the next head of the Sitri family."
Rias and Sona continued the greetings.
The masters had sat down, and their servants were on standby behind their masters. It was the same everywhere.
"I'm Sairaorg Bael. I'm the next head of the Bael family, rank Great King."
Sairaorgn introduced himself majestically.
A boy with a gentle atmosphere who had gracefully been drinking tea all through the uproar earlier also spoke.
"I'm Diodora Astaroth, the next head of the Astaroth family. Please take care of me, everyone."
Who invited you, motherfucker? I remember what he did to Asia, so it's natural I didn't like him. But oh, the hate I am feeling towards him is unnatural. It felt the same as my anger when I fight Kokabiel. Damn, I need to control it. I need to think of something else to cool my head.
Since the delinquent from before was a Glaysa-Labolas, he should be from the same family as the current Asmodeus-sama.
Is it okay for the next head of the family to be someone like that? He didn't even have leadership quality.
"The Glaysa-Labolas family seemed to have had some family trouble the other day. The person who was supposed to be the next head of the family just had an unforeseen accidental death. Zephyrdol from just before is said to have become the new candidate for the next head."
So explained Sairaorgn.
Seriously? The Glaysa-Labolas family is going through something terrible. But then, I think such a person being the next candidate is also terrible... Well, it may be better not to poke my nose into the affairs of other families.
And so, six young devils were present here in total. The servants of these devils also seemed to be strong. Man, I want to go a hand on hand with them.
There was the Gremory that has Lucifer, the Sitri that has Leviathan, the Astaroth that has Beelzebub, the Glaysa-Labolas that has Asmodeus, and also the Great King and Archduke as well. These were the six families.
Just then, door opened over there and an employee came in.
"Sorry for making you all wait for so long. —Everyone is waiting."
At last, the function was starting.
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