Highschool dxd: Demonic Pheonix

Chapter 28: Stronger

3rd Pov

The next day, (Y/N) was standing next to Sirzechs, Azazel, Michael, and Odin as they talked about the fight with Loki the previous day. (Y/N) was still weak, but he was able to stand and talk with them. Apparently, Sairaorg showed up and killed Jormungandr for them. After, of course, Kuroka and the new face, Arthur, kidnapped Fenrir. (Y/N) was leaning against the wall for support as Odin addressed him.

Odin: It was fortunate we had someone of your caliber there, (Y/N). To wield Mjolnir already takes an insurmountable amount of power, but to make it completely bow to you so much as it fuses with you? Why, not even Thor has done that.

(Y/N): *smiling* No problem, old man. Just be glad I was willing to clean up your mess.

Michael: Yes, and speaking of which, won't Loki's death have severe consequences? He has allies, clearly. And what of Ragnarok?

Odin: Oh, believe me, Ragnarok is still going to happen. Just not on Loki's time now. Someone will eventually rise up and take his place in the prophecies. And as far as my people go, they will be thankful for your actions, (Y/N). The Aesir value strength over everything else, and what better show of strength than to kill a god?

(Y/N): Well, I really don't want to treat this like a dick-measuring contest.

Odin: *laughing* And I understand and respect that. Speaking of long, dangerous items, (Y/N), could you hold out your hand for me?

(Y/N):*confused* Uh, sure?

He held his hand out and the one-eyed god grabbed his wrist. He held the boy's hand face up and pulled a knife from his robe. With a flash of the steel, (Y/N)'s palm was bleeding.

(Y/N): HEY! WHAT THE HADES, OLD MAN?!

He tried to pull his hand out of the god's grasp, but his grip was surprisingly strong. The king pulled a vial out of his robe and tilted (Y/N)'s hand so that his blood flew into it. Once it was full, Odin finally let go of (Y/N)'s hand. The boy held his wrist as he healed his hand.

(Y/N): What the Hades was that about?!

Odin: *corking vial* Simple. Alliances are best shown through physical gifts. And this will go into my gift to you.

(Y/N): *rubbing wrist* Still you could have given me a warning. Or even better, asked!

Odin: Oh, don't be such a crybaby about it. Besides, I think you'll like what I have in mind.

(Y/N) just shook his head at the god's actions, not noticing Odin glancing at the golden ring he had on his hand.

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A few more days later, Rias and her peerage stood outside the Gremory Estate, facing Rias' family, Greyfia, and an entourage of maids.

Rias: Thanks, mom and dad. I know it hasn't been long, but we've got other things to do. 

Millicas: Do you have to leave already? You just got here.

Rias: Yes, sorry, Millicas. 

Greyfia: Lady Rias and Sir (Y/N) are very busy Milicus. We mustn't be greedy.

Millicas: Ok, mom.

The new members of Rias' peerage looked shocked when Milicas called Greyfia mom.

Asia: Greyfia, you're Milicus' mother?! Does that mean you're Sirzech's wife?!

Greyfia:*smiling* Yes, yes I am.

(Y/N): CALLED IT!

Their attention was now on (Y/N), who had his hands in the air in celebration.