Chapter 37: Temporary Return to DxD
*Knock knock*
"I'm gonna catch you!"
"Haha, stop it!!"
Several sounds of repairs and joy echoed through the slums of Axel, which were once horrifying.
There were several children running around or playing near a mansion worthy of a noble, but under renovation.
If someone observed carefully, they would notice something strange about the workers in this place:
They all had unusual masks on their faces.
(Image)
"Why hasn't the original created more robots yet?!" grumbled a fake Sanguinius while carrying a huge freshly cut tree trunk on his shoulder.
His muscular and supernatural physique was exposed, much to the misfortune of the young men in the area.
Yet, a situation appreciated by the opposite sex who came to receive food for the poor, distributed regularly every weekend with a flyer reading "he is a living angel devoid of 'corruption' and 'perfect'."