True Magician

Chapter 144

The Underworld.

The next day I was sitting in one of the living rooms of Gremory's mansion with Azazel and Gabi, as I decided to name the girl, yes, I'm not very imaginative. I needed to talk to him about the new order, the change of power in both the Underworld and Heaven, and that was why I was here. But I also had to check on Rias and her entourage, among other things.

- "So, you want to give them a little vacation in Kyoto, huh?" I asked, petting Gabi on my lap, who was quietly sipping her coffee.

Ah, yes. Among other things, Rias and the others were preparing for their trip to Kyoto, according to the conversations of the mansion's servants, and from that we could deduce that the corresponding arch would be starting very soon. Kunou or Yasaka haven't contacted me yet, but I suppose I'll still take part in the event, if only for fun and to fulfill a promise to the two vixens.

- "Hallo, are you there?" Hearing no answer to my question, I said, but Azazel just stared at Gabi with unblinking eyes, "Yes, yes, this is the homunculus created by you and Da Vinci, and I met her in Heaven. How did she get there, by the way?"

- "Michael just barged into my house and took her, completely violating my privacy and ignoring all my arguments. And he didn't even compensate me for the resources he wasted, and there were a lot of them. Some of them I've been saving since my time in Heaven," Azazel replied irritably, "Anyway, yes, I think they need some rest. Sir Mordred knows how to train hard, though this is more about beating than training."

I shrugged.

From Merlin's words, and from Mo-chan's own character, she didn't know how to train or coach. Her fighting methods were purely straightforward and based on brute force. However, even so, no one can deny her fighting prowess.

Quickly analyzing information and finding appropriate solutions in battle can do a lot, and besides, Mo-chan doesn't rely on honor or dignity - only on winning. Well, most of the time Artoria wouldn't be totally against a particular method of fighting.

- "What they need is a beating. It will harden their willpower and tighten their physical stats."

- "That's partly true. But she gets a little too carried away from time to time," Azazel grinned, "Why are you here, Romani? I hear you've done a lot of business, huh?"

- "Well, it is what it is," I replied, "How do you feel about that? I'm sure you know about the Throne of Heaven and the news from there."

- "Well, I'm not going to lie, the possibility of returning to Heaven has made about half of the Fallen under my command happy, though we haven't been able to find out the exact means of doing so," Azazel began calmly, "And the Fallen are ready to follow you, as all my assistants agree. It would be foolish not to, considering that both Heaven and the Underworld have already submitted to you."

I nodded briefly.

So, the entire Bible faction was now under my control, which meant that the other pantheons would contact me sooner or later. The impulse that the Throne of Heaven released was strong and definitely loud, and so the gods would want to know what was what.

Scandinavians and Shintoists are unlikely to be affected by this, as the heads of those two mythologies are already familiar to me. Sure, they have dissenting elements like Tsukuyomi or Loki, but still Odin and Amaterasu are more welcome than the other way around.

On the other hand, there is the question of when Zeus and his whole family, especially Hades, will start acting up. I'm sure some of the Olympian gods already know about Heracles and Medusa, and it's only a matter of time before claims fly in my direction. They'll be fun to make fun of, though, won't they? Say, Gil and Aphrodite, descended from Ishtar.