Chapter 123: Talk To My Brother?
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"Thus we think, based on the sightings, the Fallen Angels are planning something big around Kuoh." Sona finished with an ominous tone.
'Is that it?' The information shared in this meeting wasn't anything groundbreaking, it was something I had already expected.
The club room was filled with people. I was sitting on a couch with Rias by my side, facing Sona who sat alone on a couch of her own. Around us, the members of the two devil princesses' peerage were scattered across the room.
Most seemed surprised and worried about the topic discussed, fearful that a Biblical civil war may be brewing again, but I wasn't impressed. What a waste of time.
For the last two months, as Goddess Hel and the Valkyrie Rossweisse were roaming around the town in my search, the Fallen were doing the same. But different from the Norse, they mustn't have known my identity—they should rather be searching for Freed's mysterious killer who presumably killed Raynare's group too.
I was expecting the Norse and Fallen to fight because they crossed each other while in search, but a part of me had expected them to team up too.
I still expected it to happen, though a bit less likely.
But what did it imply for the Fallen suddenly getting so worked up that even the two little Devil Princesses noticed?
What was Kokabiel planning?
'I need to keep my eyes and ears sharp,' I thought with a soft glint in my eyes. 'I should start with keeping my Jade Perception fully bloomed all the time.'
If something dangerous was coming, as much as I'm confident and arrogant enough that I'd never be unable to handle it, I'd still rather know what it is.
A silence fell after Sona finished her explanation, and everyone was looking at me to break it. My show of power against them earned me a natural authoritative opinion over them, something they were curious to hear.
But while I appreciated this information they shared, even if mostly useless, I had no reason to disclose my relationship with the Fallen Angels. Who knows from where information will leak?
"Thanks for including me in this meeting. Since I live just nearby, it'll benefit me to stay safe. I'll keep an eye out for anything weird." I said and ended it at that.
Instead of looking disappointed by my short words, the kids looked relieved that I didn't have anything negative to comment about. Good. Although, I was curious about something else. I looked at Rias and asked, "By the way, Rias?"
"Yes?" She smiled, nudging a bit closer to me under the eyes of everyone. She really liked to show off in front of the public. "Ask me anything."
"What's up with all the new people? I've been out just for a week, yet I noticed both of your peerages have new members." I asked, and she answered right away.
"Ah, you must be talking about Saji and Garou." She said, pointedly looking at Saji who was in the room. There was no Garou to look at, however, since he and the fake Tsubasa girl were sent to the underworld to treat Issei. "Here, let me introduce you two. He is Genshirou Saji, a second year, and only recently had he awakened his Sacred Gear. It's a really interesting one, it's called Absorption Line. It kind of works the exact way it's named, it absorbs other people's power."
Rias continued, this time introducing me, "Most of you guys already know him, but let me introduce anyway. He is Aqua, my childhood friend. We've known each other for more than ten years now. He did a show that was an instant hit after joining our school, LoveMy, I'm sure you know." She gave me a smile and continued, "And if we talk about his supernatural side, he's a Touki Martial Artist, but also has vast control over the weather, lightning, as well many other mysterious powers. I even heard his knowledge on medicine can cure even death."
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