Yall we reach the power stone goals so here's a bonus chapter, Enjoy!
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"What did you just say?"
Adrien's voice echoed through the long hallway.
Everyone froze. The last time someone had insulted Seekvaira, they had ended up beaten half to death.
"W-Wait, Lord Adrien, you can't go in there—!" the servant called out, trying to stop him.
Adrien ignored him and pushed straight into the banquet hall. The room was huge, but it was already a mess. Tables had been overturned, chairs were broken, and decorations were scattered all over the floor.
At the center of it stood Seekvaira. She was facing a man with green spiked hair, a bare chest, and black occult-like tattoos covering parts of his face.
"Zephyrdor, do you really have to start a fight now, of all times? Do you have a death wish? Because I do wonder if any of the higher-ups would actually blame me for killing you."
"Ha! I'll say it again, bitch!" Zephyrdor shouted with a twisted grin. "If you want someone to take your virginity, I'll gladly do it! You're always hiding behind your guards! That's why you still haven't done anything yet! You don't let any man get near you! Seriously, you Demon King families make me sick! I only offered to help you in the opening round!"
Alivian, Seekvaira's Queen, noticed Adrien entering the room.
His eyes widened at once, just as he was about to warn Seekvaira that her brother had arrived—
BOOOOOMM!
Adrien's eight wings spread open with a violent flap.
A massive shockwave exploded through the banquet hall. The entire room was thrown into even more chaos than before. The windows shattered all at once, and broken glass scattered everywhere.
Before anyone could react, Adrien was already in front of Zephyrdor. He grabbed the man by the head and smashed straight through the outer wall with him.
The next second, Adrien was outside, holding Zephyrdor up with one hand and leaving his body hanging helplessly in the air.
"You have one second to tell me why I shouldn't kill you."
"Andy, wait!" Seekvaira immediately rushed after her brother and grabbed his arm, trying to hold him back.
Adrien glanced at her right away, his eyes moving over her body to check for injuries.
"Are you hurt?" he asked.
Seekvaira shook her head. "I'm fine."
Only after making sure she was alright did Adrien turn back to Zephyrdor.
"You're joining the Rating Games, right? Then let's see how good you are at flying."
He released him from his grip and his body dropped from the tower.
Adrien walked back into the hall, the man's peerage looked at Adrien with complete fear. In front of them was an ultimate class devil after all, something far beyound them.
Adrien patted his sister's head, "why didn't you kill this fucker? who is he anyway."
"I'm the older one here," she said as she slapped his hand away from her head, "That was Zephyrdor the rebellious heir of House Glasya-Labolas."
"The same house as demon king Falbium huh... you called him rebellious, why is that? I'm not really into underworld drama you see."
"I know. You don't need to explain it to me," Seekvaira said calmly. "Truthfully, you were close to being labeled rebellious as well. Both of you have the same problem—you act like delinquent nobles who refuse to respect hierarchy, etiquette, or authority."
She adjusted her glasses slightly before continuing. "However, the Demon Kings decided to drop the matter because of your recent accomplishments and the help you've provided."
"Huh so we're birds of feather?" Adrien looked genuinely disgusted, "I'll have to turn him into an upstanding citizen."
"Why don't you become one?"
"Huh, why would I do that?"
As Adrien and Seekvaira were talking to each other, Rias and her Familia followed by Sairaorg followed them.
Rias sighed and facepalmed. "You really can't help yourself, can you? Did you actually have to destroy the hall?"
"The old High-Class families set this room aside so we could greet each other and settle any bad blood," Sairaorg said, looking around at the damage. "But I guess that's not happening now…"
Then he turned his eyes to Adrien and extended his hand.
"You must be Adrien Agares. This is our first time meeting. You didn't come to the ceremony our clan held a few years back."
"Yeah," Adrien said casually as he shook his hand back. "I thought it would be boring as hell."
Seekvaira immediately smacked the back of Adrien's head with her hand.
"He meant that he was busy."
"No I didn't mean that—" Adrien noticed Seekvaira glaring at him. "Ah yes I was busy."
The group watched in amusement at the bickering of the two Agares siblings.
A servant approached them, "Lord Adrien, please... the demon kings wants to see you..."
"Hmm, tell them I'll see them later. I can find them on my own, their demonic energy is leaking all over the place."
The servant froze in surprise, unsure of what to do. He couldn't force Adrien to come with him, but he also couldn't ignore an order from the Demon Kings.
Sairaorg looked genuinely surprised by how casually Adrien dismissed the Demon Kings' summons. For a moment, he simply stared at him, as if trying to understand whether Adrien was joking or not.
Then he slowly turned to Rias. She already knew what he was going to ask. She just sighed and rubbed her temple.
"He's always like that."
"That's… impressive in its own way."
Rias glanced at Adrien with a tired expression. 'Mother, Father… are you punishing me with this arranged marriage?'
Seekvaira, on the other hand, had already had enough. She stepped behind Adrien and placed both hands on his back.
"Go," she said firmly.
Adrien glanced over his shoulder. "You're really pushing your little brother around in public? You still have time, go and redo your makeup."
He said as he finally left the room, his peerage following him.
Adrien was led out of the hallway and after a few minutes of walking they entered into a gigantic room with stadium like seats surrounding the middle.
"Wow there's so many people," Mahiru said as she looked around.
"Yeah..." Xenovia replied.
Adrien seemed unfazed as she walked up the stairs where the four demon Kings sat.
Sirzechs smirked when he saw Adrien walking toward them.
"Hey, Adrien!" Serafall greeted him brightly, making a V sign with her fingers. As usual, she was wearing her magical girl outfit.
The other two Demon Kings stood out in their own ways.
Falbium Asmodeus had a completely bald head and a goatee on his chin. Beside him stood Ajuka Beelzebub, an attractive young man with slicked-back green hair and calm light-blue eyes.
Adrien knew both of them, of course. He walked up to the four Demon Kings and stopped in front of them, leaning casually against a nearby pillar.
"You've got some nerve calling me out here after forcing me into shit, Sirzechs," Adrien said, a vein pulsing on his forehead. "Didn't I refuse your offer multiple times?"
Sirzechs only shrugged, still wearing that calm smile. "Refusing doesn't mean it won't happen. This was a decision made between the two clans."
"A decision you obviously pushed for." Adrien clicked his tongue. "What are you going to do if I accept the Rating Game challenge and beat you?"
Sirzechs only smiled wider. "You're welcome to try."
"It seems something is happening behind the scenes," Ajuka said, looking between Sirzechs and Adrien with an amused smile.
"Yeah… seems like it," Falbium said lazily, resting his chin on his hand.
"Huh?! No fair!" Serafall puffed her cheeks and pointed at Sirzechs. "What are you planning with little Adrien?!"
"It will become known soon enough," Sirzechs answered calmly.
Adrien clicked his tongue. "So what do y'all want? Why call me out here?"
He was probably the only person in the Underworld who could speak to the Demon Kings like that and get away with it. But that was only because they had known him since he was born.
Because of his special body and absurd talent, the Demon Kings had kept a close eye on him for years. They would often visit Agreas Island to check on his growth, and sometimes they even trained him personally.
"Nothing serious," Ajuka said with a relaxed smile. "We simply want you to watch the gathering with us from here."
"Is this some kind of informal Demon King training?"
Ajuka's smile didn't change. "Don't take it that way."
"Exactly!" Serafall said excitedly. "It's definitely Demon King training!" Then Serafall blinked. "Oh… wait. Should we have lied to him?"
Sirzechs, Ajuka, and even Falbium facepalmed at the same time.
Adrien was already turning around to leave.
"Wait!" Serafall suddenly jumped forward and grabbed his arm.
Adrien looked down at her. "What?"
Sirzechs smiled. "Azazel gave me the documents you asked him for. I was planning to use them to get something out of you, but I can give them to you right after the gathering ends… as long as you stay."
Adrien stopped mid-step, he turned to stare at Sirzechs. Then he sighed deeply.
"You're a real piece of shit, you know that?"
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Yo If we reach 310 power stones tomorrow I'll drop three chapters tomorrow