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And that was without factoring in the effect such a thing would have on her Peerage. While most if not all of Sona’s had been volunteers, almost all of Rias’ Peerage had been in so state of distress when she recruited them, Kiba, Issei and Asia having been literally on death’s door whereas Akeno had been hunted by her mother’s clan for the ’sin’ of having a Fallen for a Father.
Setting aside Koneko and Gasper, who both had issues of their own to consider even after she took them in, it was clear to Rias that not only she, but the entirety of Devil Society, and most likely Heaven itself, owed a considerable debt to Azazel the Scapegoat for being the first to call for a ceasefire.
That didn’t an she’d forgiven him for his earlier transgressions mind you. It simply ant she wouldn’t vaporise him with her Power of Destruction unless he tried to lay a hand on her or any of her peerage without permission.
"As nice as it is to hear you sing my praises, it’s getting late and I’m sure these kids have had more than enough embarrassnt for one day." Azazel mused, winking at Sona and Rias as he thumbed over his shoulder "With that in mind, how about I treat you all to so drinks before you head ho? There’s this nice little bar I highly recomnd."
"Sounds like fun." Sirzechs opined, his father nodding his head in agreent before turning to regard Serafall with a smile "What do you say? Care to join us Serafall?"
"If Az is paying that’s fine by !" the Maou-Shoujo chirped, Shirou ntally applauding Issei for the well-fitting title as the Leviathan managed to squeeze in one last glomp on her flustered sister before skipping over to lock arms with Azazel, practically dragging the Governor General out of the hall alongside Rias’ chuckling brother and father "Bye Son-tan! Don’t stay out too late!"
"I should be the one saying that-!" Sona exclaid, the frazzled looking heiress reaching up to cover her face with both hands, groaning into her palms as Rias crossed over to pat her on the shoulder with a long-suffering smile.
"Ah yes, before I forget..." Sirzechs called out, causing the girl to stiffen imperceptibly as her elder brother turned to look at her over his shoulder "Rias, when we get ho, we need to speak about your other Bishop."
Yet another Action-free Chapter building up to the Big Conference.
Rest assured another will be released Shortly to tide you over for a bit.
As ntioned above, so of my older fics are being discontinued due to the lack of my Pen-Drive and my need to focus on other matters. I’ll still update my newer ones, but most of the older ones that have been dead in the water, so to speak, will be put up for adoption or retired within a week or so.
Currently, the list of stories being discontinued are as follows:
Most, if not all, of my old Naruto fics: Let’s face it, most of these have been dead in the water for years now. I might try to reboot a few, but till then first co first served.
The Herwald von Einzbern Series: Yeah, recent revelations from devout Type-Moon fans have pretty much blown this series out of the water. Sorry.
Kan Rider Vandread-O: Yeah admittedly I kinda shot myself in the foot with this one.
Geass Rider Zero Knight: Sadly I don’t see this one finishing anyti soon.
Anyone interested in picking up where I left off, send a PM and I’ll let people know before I take the fic down. My reasons for doing this is to both focus on getting my life together as well as ensuring I actually complete so stories within my lifeti (Lol). More on that next Chapter.
"You look like you had a good ti last night." Shirou noted as he set out breakfast for everyone the following morning. While his comnt was directed at Azazel, who had staggered into the house drunk off his ass in the wee-hours of the morning, it could also be attributed to Vali, who likewise had disappeared for the day following his near-altercation with Issei in front of the Academy.
"What can I say, it’s been a while since I could bitch about the old days with people who know what the hell I’m talking about." Azazel chuckled, sighing with relief as he downed his first cup of coffee for the day "Still, it’s good to know politics hasn’t changed Serafall all that much. She always was a ray of sunshine once the Great War ended, especially considering how dour her predecessor was."
"You an the original Leviathan?" Xenovia pressed, honestly intrigued, as aside from their descriptions in the Bible, which were hardly the most flattering, there wasn’t that much known about the Original Four Satans, or any of the founding 72 pillars for that matter, with the exception of Lucifer.
"Yeah, a real sourpuss that one." Azazel sighed, shaking his head at the mory of the fallen Satan "Hell of an Alchemist but her people-skills left a lot to be desired...kinda like Falbium really." He noted as an afterthought.
"The current Asmodeus." Xenovia supplied dutifully for Shirou’s benefit "He’s considered sothing of a tactical genius even by the Vatican, but since he doesn’t appear in public that often, not much is known about him."
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