DxD: The Holy Knight!

"Don't forget this is the Underworld."

"If you want to take my sister, you will have to go through me first."

Serafall who had long clashed with Yasuhiro, stepped forward angrily.

Yasuhiro released Sona's hand and looked at Serafall with contempt.

"So what if we are in the Underworld?"

"What can a defeated opponent like you, along with your devils, possibly do to me?"

His tone was domineering and aloof.

Completely disregarding every devil present.

Including the two super devils, Sirzechs and Ajuka.

"..."

Serafall pointed a trembling finger at him as he made everything obvious.

The mark the bastard had burned into her pubic area.

Which she saw every time she bathed.

It had happened during their last clash.

Serafall had gone to the human world for business in Kyoto.

She also needed to check on the condition of devils living in Europe.

That was when she ran into Yasuhiro.

And they started fighting...the results were...

"Is that all?" he asked.

"Shut up!" Serafall shouted.

Yasuhiro raised one hand.

Her attacks vanished before they reached him.

"A Maou who cannot even land a single hit."

"Milky-tan will wipe that look off your face!" she yelled, rushing in closer this time.

Her demonic attack aimed for his face but he sidestepped and caught her wrist with ease.

"Too slow."

"Let go of me!" Her voice rose as she tried to pull free.

In the next second she was on the ground, his knee pressed firmly against her back.

"Serafall Leviathan, the weakest of the four great maous?"

"Y-you bastard! Let go of me."

She struggled harder, twisting and pushing with everything she had but nothing worked.

Her breathing grew uneven.

"Still resisting?" Yasuhiro said. "How cute."

"You bastard!" Serafall trembled in rage, never had she ever felt this humiliated.

He leaned down further.

"You are certainly beautiful. Guess that'll save your life."

Before she could turn her head away he took her lips.

It was her first kiss.

Her first...

He held her for several seconds while she tried to twist away, then pulled back.

"N-no... My first kiss!? You bastard! You-!"

This was the first time Serafall had broken her magical girl character and also the first time she felt the despair and helplessness of being weak.

Then he started removing her skirt.

"W-what!? What are you doing? Stop!?"

"N-no! You are a saint."

"And so what?" Yasuhiro asked lightly, his gaze was so oppressive Serafall nearly cried.

Soon her body laid bare...

To add more to her ongoing humiliation. Yasuhiro barely looked at her.

Meanwhile Serafall thought of killing herself if Yasuhiro forced himself on her...

But to her surprise, he ragebaited her with a pervy mark.

"This will stay with you," he said. "Every time you bathe, you will remember this moment."

"Y-y-you!!!!"

She tried to push his hand away but her arms had no strength left.

He held it there until the last line finished.

"Consider it a gift."

"I will kill you for this!" Serafall shouted after him, her voice shaking in tears as he stood up and walked away.

"Why... why did you do this to me?" She sobbed out loud.

"You monster."

That incident served as a constant reminder of that humiliation.

Now, he was standing before her.

Speaking with disregard for everyone in the room.

It was as though he treated the Underworld as his own backyard.

Coming and going as he pleased.

Treating the heads of the pureblood noble houses as mere air.

His arrogance knew no bounds.

Even when the God of the Bible was alive, the deity had never acted with such blatant disrespect.

"Saint Who Embraces Darkness, taking Sona will not be as simple as you think," Sirzechs said firmly.

"Even with your title, your boundless pride, and your disregard for our kind, what Serafall said remains true."

Sirzechs continued, "The reality is that we are in the Underworld."

"Even if you are a super devil class combatant, tens of thousands of devil troops are stationed near the Bael estate."

"With both Ajuka and myself here, I won't say you cannot escape."

"But leaving unharmed while taking Sona with you is out of the question."

"Are you threatening me?" Yasuhiro asked, his gaze chilling as he looked at Sirzechs.

"No, I'm merely stating a fact."

If Yasuhiro took Sona by force, the Underworld would become the laughingstock of the entire world.

A dimension subdued by a single enemy from the Church would destroy their pride forever.

Yasuhiro gave a cold smirk.

"Tens of thousands of devil troops, you say?"

Hearing his mocking words, Sirzechs felt a sudden surge of unease.

Falbium, with his sharp military instincts, sensed danger even more quickly.

"Something is wrong!"

Ajuka unleashed his immense sensory abilities, matching the caliber of a true super devil.

Under his overwhelming pressure, the clan heads felt as though all their inner secrets were being laid bare.

Their hearts trembling before the vast gap in power.

However, as Ajuka expanded his senses toward the perimeter of the Bael territory, his awareness struck a wall.

It was as if a thin, transparent barrier had firmly sealed off the area.

Preventing him from sensing anything beyond it.

Sirzechs, the two other great maous, and the surrounding clan heads expanded their perception as well.

To their shock, a massive barrier had indeed been erected around the heart of the Bael domain.

Sealing them in completely without anyone noticing.

"Saint who embraces darkness, what is the meaning of this?"

"Is the Church planning to ignite another great war?" Sirzechs demanded, his voice turning cold and heavy.

The entire hall erupted in an uproar.

A new war among the three Factions.

Those words struck fear into the hearts of every clan head present.

Anyone who had survived the ancient war remembered the endless slaughter and chaos all too well.

The surviving devils from that era never wanted to witness such destruction again.

It was not mere cowardice, nor had they lost their devil pride.

But they knew that in such a cataclysm, no house was guaranteed survival.

After all, the old Four Great Maou and the God of the Bible had fallen in that conflict.

Leaving nobles with no illusions of safety.

Though Sona had never lived through that era, she had read about its horrors in historical texts.

She looked at Yasuhiro with growing anxiety.

Never wanting a war between Heaven and the Underworld to erupt on her account.

"Don't worry."

"I'm not one of those warmongering zealots from the three factions," Yasuhiro said smoothly.

"I simply wish to show the girls I care about the beauty of this world."

"A shattered dimension hardly suits my plans."

He gently lifted Sona's head.

And lightly kissed her.

With everyone watching, Sona blushed. Unable to match his shameless composure, yet she did not pull herself away.

Serafall ground her teeth.

Glaring at the man who openly ignored them all while toying with her sister.

If she were in top condition, she would have attacked him already.

Hearing his denial, Sirzechs and the gathered clan heads breathed a collective sigh of relief.

In truth, Yasuhiro had no desire for meaningless warfare.

The blood he had spilled across Europe was simply part of his duty as a leader within the Church.

Purging threats within his domain.

The brutality of his methods was merely an efficient route to an end.

"I just wanted to remind you," Yasuhiro said, his voice carrying clearly through the hall.

"The Underworld is not the only power capable of deploying an army."

"I have my Burial Agency as well."

With a simple flick of his hand, the barrier concealing the outer perimeter vanished.

Within the devil's sensory range appeared countless figures radiating bright light power.

These were no ordinary operatives.

Nearly all of them had strength comparable to a high class devil.

With mid class ranks making up a negligible fraction.

And nearly a dozen among them held power on par with a Satan class combatant.

Dread settled over the hall.

Though they had heard rumors about the elite forces under his command, they had never seen proof of their true scale until now.

A terrifying force had completely surrounded them.

Bringing a suffocating pressure the clan heads had not felt in centuries.

To be cornered inside the Underworld, surrounded in their own territory by elite forces of the Church, was the greatest humiliation the devil nobility had ever faced.

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