"That's it? How boring..."
Kuroka felt extrely bored. She had thought that the Sitri girl would react in so extre way unlike her sister Serafall.
If it weren't for the fact that both of them carried the unique demonic signatures of the sitri clan, she'd have doubted whether the two were actually sisters, as their personalities were completely opposite.
It wasn't just Kuroka who felt bored, Rias and Akeno also did.
The forr felt that Yasuhiro had gotten away with it too easily, while the latter like Kuroka simply felt that there wasn't enough fun.
Having finally escaped his predicant, Yasuhiro heard Kuroka's voice in his ear and glared at her fiercely.
Half of this whole ss was caused by this neko, and now she dared to make remarks. If there weren't so many people around...
"Sitri girl, I have to admire your courage. As the heir to the pure blood devil noble clan and with your sister being the Leviathan maou, you dare to beco lovers with a mber of the church. When I heard about it, I thought it was a joke," Kuroka said sarcastically.
She deeply resented these so called devil nobles, who had caused her separation from Shirone.
"My will represents only myself and has nothing to do with my clan, let alone my sister. This is my decision and I'll continue down this path."
Sona conveyed her thoughts and decisions.
Her incredibly resilient will was evident in her words, shocking the girls. It was just like when she announced giving up her sitri status in front of the four great maous.
Yasuhiro deeply sympathized with the girl as he looked at the foolish Sona torn between herself, her clan and her sister.
At that mont, he really wanted to give her a hug but doing so would be an insult to her.
"Alas!"
Tsubaki looked at Sona with a slight sense of guilt. Sona's sacrifices for Yasuhiro were imasurable to her. It was as if like a cat with no burdens she had secretly picked the fruits of Sona's labor and started to enjoy them.
Many of the girls shared this idea, and for a mont, Tomoe and the others dared not look directly at Sona.
Even Kuroka was sowhat surprised, and her gaze toward Sona carried a hint of pity.
It was precisely because she knew Yasuhiro's true identity that she understood how difficult it would be for the two of them to be together.
Ignorance is bliss.
"Let prepare you ntally first. Being with him ans you'll be facing enemies from multiple factions, devils, the church and heaven. They will be complete enemies, not just simple extremists. Well..."
"Kuroka!"
Yasuhiro sternly interrupted Kuroka.
Seeing Yasuhiro's gaze, Kuroka stopped talking. She knew this terrifying man well. If she crossed his bottom line or disobeyed his commanding words, she'd be in deep trouble.
This man was the most terrifying saint whose majesty shook the entire continent of europe and radiated across all pantheons.
Although Yasuhiro stopped her from saying anything more, she had already revealed quite a bit of useful information.
Even Issei understood from Kuroka's words that his brother's identity was not just a holy knight or holy sword wielder of the church.
Rias looked at Yasuhiro with surprise, wondering what his true identity was and why being with him ant enduring the combined hostility of multiple factions.
Tsubaki and the others also recalled the expression of the stray exorcist Freed before his death. It was a fear that ca from the deepest part of his heart.
Akeno giggled. She found that Yasuhiro was becoming more and more mysterious.
When she was reincarnated as an angel, she had accidentally discovered the tip of the iceberg of his secrets, which had shocked her greatly.
The secret that Kuroka knew should be the most superficial layer of Yasuhiro, revealed to the world.
The secret she had uncovered should be the core of Yasuhiro's being, since that secret had touched upon his core.
After Kuroka's kind reminder, Sona seed to understand that what had been blocking their relationship wasn't her identity as the heir to the sitri clan but rather...
Yasuhiro's secret identity.
"Don't worry, no one can hurt you not even the god of the bible."
Yasuhiro put his arm around Sona's shoulder and said frankly.
Sona smiled slightly, pleased with her own judgnt. The man she'd chosen was soone who dared to face anything for her.
The others weren't surprised by Yasuhiro's works.
They had known Yasuhiro for so long, they had gotten used to his personality.
Sotis, they even wondered if he was truly a mber of the church.
Unlike Asia, who had the appearance of a devout believer, he was more like a devil or a fallen angel who did whatever he wanted and made no attempt to hide his desires and ambitions.
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