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Seeing Edgar comforting Asia, a cold, almost mocking curve appeared on the flawless face of Raynare.
"Flirting here, in front of us… don't you think you're taking us a bit too lightly?"
Asia's power had surprised her, sure — but Raynare still felt like she had the upper hand.
"Lady Raynare, let's just kill them all already," one of her companions urged.
"Fine."
The moment the words left her mouth, her pitch-black wings unfurled.
Whoosh!
The wind roared as Raynare and the other two shot into the sky, fanning out to surround Edgar's group from three different directions.
Buzz!
The air trembled, a deep hum ringing out as radiant light gathered in each of their hands. Spears of pure light formed, ready to be hurled.
But before they could even move—Edgar simply lifted his hand.
A dazzling magic circle flared to life beneath their feet.
The next moment—
Three violet-red chains shot out like venomous snakes, closing in on the three Fallen Angels in an instant.
"Fast!" ×3
Raynare, Mittelt, and Kalawarna's pupils shrank. They tried to dodge—
Too late.
In just a blink, their bodies were caught.
The chains felt alive, coiling rapidly around them. They wound around their wrists, twisting and climbing higher.
Their slender waists were bound, their arms pinned tight.
Buzz—
The moment their fingers loosened, the light spears dissolved into drifting particles, vanishing from sight.
They could feel their power being sealed away, helplessly watching as the chains slithered down their legs, wrapping around their ankles.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
All three crashed to the ground, crying out in pain.
"Damn it, let us go!" ×3
They shouted, but the chains only tightened, crumpling their neat clothes into messy folds.
In that instant—
All three squeezed their legs together instinctively, their voices cutting off.
Their eyes widened, their cheeks burning red like ripe apples.
Shiho Miyano twitched at the corner of her mouth, her expression somewhere between confused and awkward.
"Master… where the hell did you learn that?"
"Internet's full of it," Edgar replied with satisfaction, rubbing his chin. "Why? You want to try it?"
He'd been using this move back in the Akame ga Kill world too.
Of course he wanted to refine it further.
And now? Yeah… it definitely had more aesthetic value.
Raynare's breathing was uneven as she glared at him in shame and anger.
"You devils better release us… or be ready to go to war with the Fallen Angels!"
Edgar gave a dismissive wave, pulling them closer.
"War? Over three two-winged Fallen Angels who broke the rules? Don't make me laugh."
As he spoke, he extended a finger. Golden blood began to bead at the tip.
"Master, you're making them your servants?" Vermouth asked, surprised. "But… they're Fallen Angels. And they hate you."
Hearing that, Raynare spat venomously,
"I'm warning you—don't do it. Even if your reincarnation ritual works, I will find a way to kill you."
Shiho Miyano hesitated.
"Master… maybe it's safer to just kill them."
She hadn't been a devil for long, but hanging around Akeno and the others had taught her plenty.
Betrayal among devils wasn't unheard of.
"Relax. They won't get the chance," Edgar said.
At that, Vermouth stopped hesitating and roughly tore open their outer clothes.
Freed from the tight fabric, their exaggerated curves bounced forward instantly.
Edgar's eyes lit up.
Not bad at all — worthy of being angels. Beautiful faces, perfect figures, each with their own charm.
Then—
Edgar let drops of his blood fall onto each of their bodies, beginning the servant-mark ritual.
Buzz!
Brilliant light flared, mysterious runes appearing and hovering in the air.
His gaze sharpened as information began streaming into his mind:
[Raynare]
Race: Devil
Master: Edgar Lucifergus
Level: LV16
Skills: Power of Light, Fallen Angel Transformation
Power of Light – Inherited from angelic strength.
Fallen Angel Form – Allows a devil to take on the form of a Fallen Angel, using the full power of the Fallen Angel bloodline.
[Mittelt]
Race: Devil
Master: Edgar Lucifergus
Level: LV15
Skills: Power of Light, Fallen Angel Transformation
(Same skill descriptions as above.)
[Kalawarna]
Race: Devil
Master: Edgar Lucifergus
Level: LV16
Skills: Power of Light, Fallen Angel Transformation
(Same skill descriptions as above.)
Edgar blinked in surprise.
All three had exactly the same skills? Was it just because they'd all been Fallen Angels… or was there another reason?
Still…
With a wave of his hand, he summoned the Power of Light — and felt it flow through him.
His expression turned strange.
A devil… wielding angelic power?
And more importantly—
[Fallen Angel Form].
Didn't that mean he could play Fallen Angel himself if he wanted?
Meanwhile, the black wings behind the three women vanished, replaced by the leathery wings and tails of devils.
Their faces were pale, their eyes hollow with despair.
"You'd better just accept reality," Edgar said, snapping his fingers.
The chains vanished.
For a second, they froze. Then all three turned on him with eyes full of killing intent.
"You bastard… do you have any idea what you've done, turning us into—aaaarghhh!"
Before they could finish, all three screamed.
Their bodies convulsed violently as if shocked by lightning, rolling on the ground in agony.
It wasn't physical pain — it was pain from the soul.
"???" ×N
Shiho Miyano and the others just stared, utterly baffled.
What the hell was going on now?
"..."
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