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"By the way, isn't the Young Devils' Gathering happening soon?" Sona suddenly asked.
"Yes, it is. It's a gathering organized by Onii-sama to promote friendship among Devils," Rias confird.
"You've been invited too, haven't you, Sona-kaichou?" Akeno asked with a playful smile.
"Indeed." Sona nodded, adjusting her glasses.
"Then let's all go together," Roy suggested.
"Sure!" Sona and Rias readily agreed.
"Roy-kun!" Serafall suddenly entered the room, her eyes lighting up as she saw him.
"Yo, Serafall," Roy greeted her with a wave.
Tsubaki and the others frowned, hearing him address Serafall so casually.
After all, she was a Maou.
"Roy-kun, are you here to see ?" Serafall asked, her eyes sparkling with excitent.
"Uh... yes," Roy replied after a mont of hesitation.
"Yay!" Serafall squealed and leaped into his arms.
"...?!" Roy was dumbfounded.
When had he beco so close to Serafall?
Even Sona was surprised. She hadn't expected her sister, who usually clung to her, to embrace Roy instead.
Roy instinctively patted Serafall's head, and she nuzzled his hand affectionately.
Sona and her peerage were astonished.
Ever since their discussion about magical girls, Serafall had developed a fondness for Roy.
He was the first person who had ever discussed magical girls with her so seriously, and she felt a sense of camaraderie with him.
Moreover, Roy had introduced her to Madoka Magica, a magical girl ani unlike any she had seen before.
"By the way, were you just talking about the Young Devils' Gathering?" Serafall asked, pulling away from Roy.
"Yes, we were," Roy confird.
"As the advisor of the Occult Research Club, I'll be taking you all with ," Serafall declared, her hands on her hips.
Roy and Rias exchanged exasperated glances.
"Yes, yes, we'll follow your lead, Sensei," Roy said with a sigh.
...
The next day, Serafall led them to the Maou territory where the gathering would be held.
However, she left as soon as they arrived. As a Maou, she had many responsibilities.
Roy only brought Saeko, Esdeath, and a few others as his representatives.
After all, his peerage was far too large. To avoid unnecessary gossip, it was better to keep a low profile.
After a three-hour train ride, they arrived at the Maou territory.
The station and platform were modern, with even vending machines available.
It resembled a typical modern city.
"What an amazing city! It's just like Kuoh Town!" Asia exclaid, looking around with wide eyes.
"It's so much more convenient than Areishia Spirit Academy," Velsaria comnted, impressed by the modern infrastructure.
"Heh, we'll be taking the subway next. It might cause quite a commotion," Rias said with a giggle.
Except for Roy and Sona, the girls were confused.
But they soon understood.
"Aah! It's Princess Rias!"
"She's so beautiful!"
"Princess Rias, look over here!"
"Roy-sama, I love you!"
As soon as they entered the subway station, they were greeted with excited screams and cheers.
The Devils on the platform looked at Rias with admiration.
And so even cheered for Roy and Sona.
Since this was Sirzechs's territory, most of them recognized Rias.
They were quickly surrounded by enthusiastic fans.
However, the station staff soon arrived to maintain order.
They boarded the subway.
After a five-minute ride, they arrived at the venue.
Young Devils and high-ranking mbers of various clans would be gathering here.
"Welco. Please follow ," a maid greeted them, leading them towards the main hall.
...
They followed the maid, but they encountered a familiar face in the hallway.
"Yo, Sairaorg!" Roy greeted him with a wave and a smile.
The newcor was around their age, with short black hair and a muscular build.
It was Sairaorg Bael, the leader of the Young Devils.
"It's been a while, Roy, Rias, Sona," Sairaorg greeted them, shaking Roy's hand.
His eyes then lit up as he saw Esdeath and the other girls behind Roy.
"Roy, are these your servants?" he asked.
"Yes, they are."
"Then it seems it's ti for our Rating Ga," Sairaorg declared, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Sure, why not," Roy replied casually.
If Sairaorg wanted to be beaten, he would oblige.
Sairaorg's fighting spirit intensified.
"Pleased to et you. I am Sairaorg Bael, the next head of the Bael clan," he introduced himself to the girls.
"Pleased to et you. I am Esdeath, Roy's Queen," Esdeath replied with a smile, her eyes assessing Sairaorg like a predator sizing up its prey.
Sairaorg's excitent grew. He could sense that this Queen was incredibly powerful.
Roy and Sairaorg continued chatting as they walked.
BOOM!!!
Suddenly, the building shook violently, and a loud crash echoed from a nearby room.
"What was that? It sounded close!" Rias and the others exclaid in surprise.
Sairaorg sighed. "Honestly, I told them there was no need for a welcoming party."
He headed towards the room where the commotion originated.
Roy and the others exchanged glances and followed him.
Sairaorg opened the door to the room.
It was a complete ss!
Tables, chairs, and decorations were overturned and broken.
Two groups of Young Devils glared at each other, their weapons drawn.
...
...
"Zephyrdor, are you planning to start a fight here? Do you want to die? I doubt the higher-ups would bla if I killed you," a girl with glasses and long hair from one of the groups said coldly.
"Hahaha! You bitch, I was trying to be nice and invite you to a private room for a chat. How ungrateful. As expected of an Agares girl, you're so uptight!"
"You're still a virgin, aren't you? I can't stand it. That's why I offered to help you out," a young man with green hair and tattoos taunted.
He was dressed in a revealing outfit, his pants adorned with nurous jingling accessories. He looked like a delinquent, and his words were crude and vulgar.
Sairaorg cracked his knuckles and stepped between the two groups.
"That's enough! Seekvaira Agares, and Zephyrdor, the problem child of the Glasya-Labolas clan."
"Who are you calling a problem child? If you dare say another word..." Zephyrdor snarled.
"Although this is sudden, consider this your final warning. If you continue this pointless squabble, I'll be your opponent," Sairaorg declared, his voice filled with authority.
But his words only enraged Zephyrdor further.
"You incompetent Bael..."
Bam!
Before Zephyrdor could finish his insult, Sairaorg punched him, sending him flying towards Roy.
Roy casually swatted Zephyrdor back with a slap.
"Sairaorg, you did that on purpose, didn't you?" Roy accused, his arms crossed.
He couldn't believe Sairaorg had sent Zephyrdor flying in their direction.
"Sorry, sorry!" Sairaorg apologized with a sheepish grin.
He was probably trying to test Roy's strength.
Roy shrugged.
Zephyrdor, anwhile, was embedded in the wall, unconscious.
No one paid him any attention. They were all stunned by Sairaorg and Roy's power.
Zephyrdor, the heir to the Glasya-Labolas clan, was considered a strong young Devil.
Yet, he had been defeated without any resistance.
"Take your master and leave. That's what you should be doing. Pointing your weapons at won't do you any good," Roy said to Zephyrdor's servants, who had drawn their swords.
Zephyrdor's servants quickly sheathed their weapons. They didn't want to fight these monsters. They helped Zephyrdor to his feet and left.
The Devils in the hall erupted in chatter.
"They're so strong! As expected of the leader of the Five Young Kings."
"Hey, have you been living under a rock? There are six Young Kings now."
"What? Six? Who's the new one?"
"That guy beside Sairaorg. He's the one who easily defeated Riser Phenex and beca one of the Young Kings."
"What's his na?"
"He's the younger brother of the Annihilation Queen, the heir to the Lucifuge clan."
The Young Devils quickly learned about Roy.
Although many admired him, others scoffed at him.
"You're in no state to attend this gathering. Go and clean yourself up," Sairaorg said to Seekvaira, then instructed his servants to have the staff repair the damaged hall.
A group of staff mbers arrived and quickly restored the hall to its original state using magic.
The young Devils gathered once again, exchanging greetings and introductions.
"I am Seekvaira Agares, the next head of the Agares clan," Seekvaira said, approaching their table and taking a seat.
They all introduced themselves.
"Greetings, I am Rias Gremory, the next head of the Gremory clan."
"I am Sona Sitri, the next head of the Sitri clan."
"I am Roy Lucifuge, the next head of the Lucifuge clan," Roy said casually.
"I am Sairaorg Bael, the next head of the Bael clan," Sairaorg declared with a confident grin.
Then, a gentle-looking boy who had remained calm throughout the earlier commotion spoke up.
"I am Diodora Astaroth, the next head of the Astaroth clan. Pleased to et you all," he said with a friendly smile.
He seed like soone who wouldn't hurt a fly, but he was still a Devil.
"Diodora, You have the nerve to show your face before ," Roy sneered at Diodora.
Diodora's eyes flashed with a hint of malice. He hadn't forgotten the incident at the engagent party.
But he maintained his smile. "Roy, that was just a misunderstanding. There's no need to hold a grudge, is there?"
"The weak should know their place. Picking a fight with soone stronger is just asking for trouble," Mine interjected coldly before Roy could speak.
"..."
"How dare a re servant speak out of turn? It seems the Lucifuge clan has no manners..." one of Diodora Servants snarled at Mine.
But before he could finish his sentence...
BOOM!!!
He was sent flying, crashing into the wall and losing consciousness.
Silence fell over the hall.
No one had expected Roy to suddenly attack.
Diodora's eyes widened in shock as he felt a cold sweat.
He hadn't even sensed Roy's attack until his servant was struck.
If Roy had targeted him, he would have been defenseless.
"My apologies, Roy-sama. My servant was disrespectful. I'll discipline him properly," Diodora said with a forced smile.
Roy scoffed. He knew Diodora well.
He was like a venomous snake, waiting for the right mont to strike.
But the mont he revealed his fangs, it would be his doom.
"Get out of my sight. Or I'll throw you out," Roy threatened.
Diodora's expression flickered with rage and humiliation, but he didn't retaliate.
In the end, he left the hall with his servants, defeated.
The young Devils were abuzz with gossip.
They couldn't believe that Diodora, the heir to the Astaroth clan, was so afraid of Roy.
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