The operation has begun—
They did not use the Underworld train or teleportation magic, but instead invaded directly via Heavenly Transfer with people in tow.
Before the malicious Pure-blood Devilss could react, they were forcibly taken down.
With hundreds of crimson butterflies as the main force, the devil elites brought by the Demon Kings instead became logistics.
Batch after batch was caught; hundreds of Pure-blood Devilss alone were captured, with half being members of the Devil Council, including the current Bael Clan Head.
Besides Pure-blood Devilss, there were also some half-bloods and the devil servants who followed them.
Altogether, it already exceeded ten thousand people.
Including the devils causing trouble in Castlevania, the number of devils involved this time alone reached fifty thousand.
Most of these fifty thousand people will be sent to the remote areas of the Underworld to contribute to its development.
And the Pure-blood Devilss among them would need to pay more resources, and—
Through the Pure-blood Devilss, they blackmailed the Devil Council into dissolving.
Although this power would remain hidden in the shadows, this was already a massive political leap forward.
It was equivalent to Qin Shi Huang unifying the world, while those Pure-blood Devilss were the nobles of the Six Kingdoms.
Killing them was an option, but that would place one in opposition to all devil nobility.
Although with the prestige of the Four Great Demon Kings, it was much better than Qin Shi Huang's situation and they could fully withstand such pressure, it was still too extreme.
That's why Rias thought of using the reputation of the 'Mother of Demons · Lilith' to make them quiet down for a short time.
In a few years, those with foresight might settle down, while those with bad brains would be swept away in one go.
Both the black and white sides are my people, yet you dare to jump around in front of me? If I don't sell you out, who would I sell out?
As for those with bad brains... this doesn't refer to a minority group.
Whether they are devils or humans, there are more people with bad brains than one would imagine.
Smart people are a minority after all; most are fools or fools who consider themselves smart.
"Is it irreversible..."
Deep within the Devil Council, the First Generation Bael closed his eyes, his thoughts turbulent like a tide.
Although such a day was bound to come sooner or later, it arrived too violently, leaving people unable to react.
There are two types of reform: one where the era overthrows the old order, and those 'heroes' are the ones standing at the peak of the wave.
Of course, when facing the old order, those people are also the most endangered.
And the second type is the situation at hand.
Without any warning, before anyone could react, the order of the old era was smashed to pieces.
The core rot has been broken; next is the long wait for the new order to replace the old.
"Gremory."
The First Generation Bael murmured.
Although the relationship between Bael and Gremory is close, it's far inferior to the four great families of the Demon King lineage.
These four families came together due to the abnormal magic of the four Demon Kings.
Whereas Bael and Gremory are simply close relatives.
Sometimes, blood ties are truly inferior to the interest groups each represents.
"From the moment that brat was born, the devils embarked on a path never before trodden. And now, has it finally run wild?"
"Sirzechs, and then... Rias."
If Sirzechs is an abnormality, Rias is to the extent that even 'abnormality' cannot contain her.
Like an enlightened Buddha appearing among humans, the entire devil race versus Rias—the individual crushing the collective—this is already a completely different level.
"The Mother of Demons as well, and that Highness as well, they appeared too coincidentally."
The First Generation Bael murmured, his eyes sharpening.
"Is it that little girl..."
"Unable to be certain..."
"The only thing that can be certain is that the era of nobility has passed."
The First Generation Bael showed an expression of three parts worry, three parts mockery, three parts relief, and one part helplessness.
As an individual, the First Generation Bael was decent enough.
Although a devil of the old era, he could adapt to the new one.
But the problem was, Bael's own power made him the noble closest to the royal family.
Even known as the 'Great King Family', Bael!
He himself represented the collective of old-era nobility, a true beneficiary of interests and the core of this circle.
There are individuals who betray their class, but no class that betrays its class.
And the First Generation Bael was the representative of the Pure-blood Devils class.
For centuries before the reform and centuries after, he had been the core supporting this interest group all these years.
And presumably, in a few more years, he could truly retire.
He just didn't know if the devil's carriage would steadily pass through the tunnel to welcome a new world.
Or head toward its end amidst violent tremors.
Or... perish in division?
But with those few brats and that terrifying little girl around, there shouldn't be any major accidents.
The existence of these people is the steering wheel of the devil race.
If they are steady, the devil race will not run wild.
The only one truly unfathomable is indeed that little girl.
Hopefully, she and that Highness are not the same kind of person.
Then again, for His Highness Rizevim to personally give orders, and even that Mother of Demons to clearly stand on this side, this was a first.
It's just that I'm afraid that Highness has already... Sighing slightly, the First Generation Bael closed his eyes in exhaustion.
The situation remains complex.
On the other side—
Rias didn't care too much about the devil's side of things.
What needed to be arranged had been arranged; even the dead Rizevim could be dragged out for waste utilization, so there were no surprises.
Rias herself was already a Deus Ex Machina; a Deus Ex Machina for a Deus Ex Machina, such a nesting doll situation simply didn't exist~
As for what she was doing?
Playing, of course~
The Underworld must be very chaotic right now with a huge workload.
It's fine to leave these to the Demon Kings.
Moreover, Rias also left behind a squad of crimson butterflies, fully capable of suppressing any disobedience~
After creating the Crimson World, Rias's cultivation also relaxed.
Regarding the Underworld matters, Rias just made general arrangements and then ignored them.
Castlevania was the same; she'd do some work when she felt like it, and leave it to the crimson butterflies when she didn't.
Just as Crimson Moon Sakura said, their will is Rias's will.
The relationship between a master and their peerage is closer than outsiders imagine.
And since she was born with a second life, she hadn't truly taken a good look at this world.
From a truly high-dimensional perspective, this world could be seen in its entirety.
But sometimes, without truly stepping into it, one cannot gain the corresponding insights.
This is what they call entering the mortal world~
Occasionally, Yasuri Nanami, Nelliel, and the others would also follow Rias out to play, running all over the world, incredibly leisurely.
Such days were like flowing water; they also felt a sense of peace and warmth from their hearts.
Time flew by—in the blink of an eye, two years had passed~
At this time, the eight-year-old Rias arrived in the Land of China.
In this remote Chinese Countryside, Rias met a special person.
Also the most active human in the original High School DxD work, the descendant of Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms, and the host of the Sacred Gear · True Longinus!
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