"I am not only Rias's servant, but also Sona's servant!"
Not only the high-ranking devils, but even several devils in the hall were utterly confused—except for Rias.
At this moment, Rias looked at Sona and Yoru with a hint of helplessness. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little envious of Sona.
"Perhaps you all think I'm a reincarnated devil created with Rias's eight Evil Pieces, right? That's not the case. In addition to Rias's eight pieces, I also have three pieces from Sona. In other words, I used a total of eleven Evil Pieces to become a reincarnated devil with the rank of a pawn."
"Oh, right… I haven't told you my wish yet. My wish is to rule the entire world and become the new God!"
The atmosphere was already becoming chaotic. Serafall and Sirzechs exchanged glances, and then Serafall immediately acted, taking Yoru and Sona out of the venue.
On the other side, the still-bewildered high-ranking devils turned to Beelzebub with pleading eyes.
"Lord Beelzebub, is what he said true? A reincarnated devil born from eleven Evil Pieces—can that really exist?!"
"Impossible. Everyone, please calm down. Your words are going a bit too far. Otherwise, the Gremory family's servant wouldn't suddenly act this way and say such things, right?"
Even though he tried his best to explain, it was obvious that suspicion had already taken root in everyone's minds. Everyone present today was shaken by Yoru's declaration—whether it was the claim about the eleven Evil Pieces, or the audacious wish to rule the world and become God.
Meanwhile, Serafall brought Yoru and Sona via teleportation into an empty room.
"You know, kid, we've gone to great lengths to hide your secret, and you just went ahead and blurted it all out."
Serafall looked at Yoru with a trace of exasperation. She wanted to sound angry, but the smile on her face was impossible to hide.
"Yoru…"
Sona spoke with some guilt in her voice. If she hadn't said such a naive thing on that occasion, Yoru wouldn't have exposed this secret for her sake.
"But at least for now, it doesn't seem too bad. Sirzechs is probably working hard to deny what you just said. After all, the idea of eleven Evil Pieces is still a bit too far-fetched."
"Even so, I think news about me will still get out. Even if it's just as idle gossip, in the ears of someone with a sharp mind, it will still give them clues."
Yoru smiled as he spoke, seemingly unconcerned about his secret being exposed.
Hearing this, looking at the expression on his face, Serafall was so angry she couldn't even find the words.
"You have the nerve to say that? Who do you think caused all of this?!"
"Oh? Do you expect me to be like you, watching my beloved sister be insulted and not say a word? I can't do that. I won't let my woman suffer even the slightest grievance."
Yoru's faint smile turned into a mocking grin. He stepped forward, pressing in on Serafall with an overwhelming presence—the presence of one of the Four Great Maou of the Underworld.
"You…!"
Not only Serafall, but even Sona was stunned for a moment by Yoru's sudden assertiveness.
He just came right out and said that?! What should she do…? Would her sister get really angry?
For a moment, Sona was flustered and at a loss, but Yoru calmly spoke to reassure her.
"Sona, do you really think we could hide our relationship from your sister? You're underestimating a Maou."
"Eh… so you already knew, Sister?!"
Sona widened her eyes in a cute expression and turned to look at her sister with a questioning gaze.
"Of course… I've known for a long time. Actually, the moment I saw you at that meeting, I knew. My little Sona had been taken away by someone else—she doesn't want her sister anymore."
As Serafall spoke, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, sniffling pitifully.
"Wha—Sis… Sister, don't say such weird things!"
Faced with her sister's sudden crying and complete lack of Maou dignity, Sona looked utterly troubled, unsure of how to comfort her.
"Sis… you're not mad about me and Yoru…?"
"Idiot. Your sister already agreed to it. Otherwise, with the power of Maou Leviathan, I would have crushed him to death long ago."
Yoru chuckled as he said this, and then, right in front of Serafall, he boldly pulled Sona into his arms.
"Don't push it too far! I'm just tolerating you for now. You're such a womanizer—do you expect me to let Sona be with you and end up hurt?!"
Just thinking about all the women around Yoru, and his ambiguous relationship with the Gremory heiress, made Serafall feel uncomfortable.
The heiress of the Sitri family, the next head, the Maou Leviathan's little sister—marrying her own servant was one thing, but did she also have to share him with other women?
"Well, do as you like. Sona is already my woman anyway. I'm not losing anything."
Yoru shrugged, speaking shamelessly, which almost made Serafall grind her silver teeth to dust.
"Arghhh! You bastard! It'd be better to just get rid of you now! I'll use my magic of justice to wipe you out completely!"
"Sis, stop it!"
Sona, half-laughing and half-crying, grabbed her sister. After the two sisters scuffled for a while, Serafall suddenly paused, as if receiving some message.
"Alright, it seems things at the meeting have been smoothed over. Let's go back."
At her words, both Yoru and Sona nodded lightly, and Serafall teleported them back to the hall.
The hall was now completely quiet. The high-ranking devils looked at Yoru and Sona with complex expressions, while Serafall returned to her seat.
"We truly apologize, Lady Sona Sitri. Our earlier words were too harsh. We apologize for that."
"It's fine. I know my sudden request was a bit selfish."
The elder high-ranking devils offered their apologies, and Sona gracefully accepted them. After all, though these old men were a bit stubborn, everything they did was ultimately for the sake of the Underworld's future.
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