DxD: Transfer Student

Chapter 5: Fame & Gear True Power!

Under the watchful eyes of three beautiful girls, Badr quickly focused his mind, attempting to summon the sword and shield that had appeared before.

He felt a sense of calling, and the next moment, his consciousness was in a boundless void.

Although he could still feel his body, everything before his eyes was nothingness.

The calling grew more apparent, and Badr searched for its direction, finally spotting a distant white light.

With a thought, the white light, as if summoned, flew toward him, growing larger.

This is...

As the white light approached, Badr's heart skipped a beat. Within the light, he saw a massive black city.

The towering city walls, seemingly forged from refined iron, were grand and imposing, stretching endlessly.

The walls were engraved with countless patterns of birds and beasts, and the black city exuded an astonishing aura.

On the city walls stood soldiers in black armour, like statues.

What is this place?

Badr couldn't understand. The city before him, though awe-inspiring, felt like a dead city.

His attention was drawn to the grand gate in the centre of the city wall. At the top of the gate stood a statue.

The statue depicted a man on a tall horse, but the man had no facial features. He sat on the horse, which reared its front hooves high, its mane flying, making the rider look heroic.

In the statue's hands were a long silver sword and shield—the very sword and shield that had appeared before Badr.

The silver sword and shield stood out vividly in this black and gold city.

The white light Badr saw was the glow emitted by this sword and shield.

Badr's consciousness reached the statue. As he gazed at the sword and shield, his vision blurred.

In his mind, he saw a vast army charging. A man wielding a sword and shield led the army to victory.

The scene shifted to a flag of triumph flying high, soldiers shouting "Our King," and countless people kneeling in loyalty.

But this king, after numerous battles to protect his people, was finally ambushed and killed. His blood stained the shield, and the sword in his hand was broken.

That day, the heavens wept, an angry wind howled, and a blood rain fell as if the gods mourned him.

The sword and shield, bathed in the king's blood, gained new life and extraordinary power.

- The King's Sword and Shield.

The name appeared in Badr's mind as if whispered by a gentle goddess, telling of its history as the weapon of a king;

A king of men, a benevolent king, hence the name.

Badr regained consciousness and opened his eyes. A silver-white sword and shield appeared, floating before him.

"Ara, ara, what a powerful aura. There's a strong presence contained within this Gear," Himejima Akeno murmured appreciatively.

Badr slowly extended his hand, grasped the sword hilt, and drew it from the shield's unique sheath. The silver shield seemed to have a life of its revolving around him.

"Hehe, a sword and shield, huh? You do look a bit like a knight," Rias said with a satisfied smile, looking at Badr.

Badr felt he could do more than this...