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"A-Arianna!"
Seeing her little maid rush out, surprise flashed across Erica's face.
No way. King, you're not that fast in that regard, right? No, no. If something really happened, Arianna wouldn't be running like this. She'd be walking slowly, step by step, in pain.
Hearing Erica call out, Arianna quickly stopped and bowed slightly.
"Miss Erica."
"The King called you over for-anyway, are you alright physically? Running around like this?"
Putting the book in her hands aside, Erica stood up from the sofa and asked with concern.
"Yes. My body is perfectly fine. Actually... I feel very good right now!"
With a shy yet excited smile, Arianna raised her hand and pinched her arm.
Memories from just now surfaced in her mind.
Along with images of her future figure.
"Lord Hiro only tore my clothes and then fixed them for me. He didn't do what Miss Erica is imagining."
So... my figure will be that good in the future.
I wonder if Lord Hiro will be satisfied.
She immediately recalled Hiro's appreciative smile.
Ahh! Lord Hiro saw everything!
If that's the case, then I can only marry Lord Hiro. Otherwise, I'd definitely anger Demon King Hiro, and Miss Erica would be implicated too. We might even be treated together as-well, that.
Yes. That must be it.
Thinking this, the blush on Arianna's face deepened, her shy expression gradually turning into something Erica couldn't quite understand.
"Arianna?"
"Yes! I'm listening, Miss Erica."
Meeting Erica's puzzled gaze, the little maid smiled sweetly.
"My magic power has increased several times over. I was also granted an Authority, two Divine Tools, a high-level immortality based on the soul, semi-infinite magic power, and an ability that constantly makes me stronger."
Rejected by Hiro, Grayfia walked out of the room.
Feeling the immense magic power surging within her body, a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes as she recalled the brutal battlefield from not long ago.
"If it were the current me... sweeping the demon race entirely might still be difficult."
"But if it's just Serafall, Ajuka, and Sazex..."
"I should be able to defeat them easily."
Defeating the top three demons one-on-three.
If that happened, the title of "Strongest Demon" would naturally fall to her.
At that point, whether she supported the reformists or the old Demon King faction, her voice would carry absolute weight.
However, when she thought of her current master-Nanamiya Hiro-and the words he said yesterday, Grayfia hesitated.
"One cannot serve two masters."
"I do not wish to swear loyalty to any demon of the Lucifer family."
"Nor do I wish to see the position of 'Lucifer' taken by another demon."
"But if I support the rebellious reformists and seize the position of 'Lucifer' myself..."
"Could that end the war and force all demons to submit?"
The young demon fell into confusion.
The next day, following Hiro's instructions, Erica took his power and the little shrine maiden Arianna and set out for Rome.
Their destination was the magic society Erica originated from-
The Red Copper Black Cross.
Hiro himself boarded a flight with Grayfia.
As for his "local wife," Lucrezia-
After asking about his plans, she chose to remain on Sardinia.
"Mm."
As the plane passed over Southeast Asia, the silver-haired maid beside Hiro narrowed her eyes slightly and looked north along the flight path.
After silently sensing for a moment, Grayfia leaned closer and spoke softly by his ear.
"Lord Hiro, an unknown god is descending over there. Are you interested?"
I've only been here three days.
Excluding the two I already knew about, I've directly run into two Heretic Gods.
Isn't my luck a bit too good?
With a short sigh, Hiro looked in the direction Grayfia indicated.
Neither his Observation Haki nor the system map showed anything unusual.
Which meant-
The god's position was far beyond his current detection range.
He raised an eyebrow at Grayfia's calm, delicate profile.
"A Campione's sense?"
"Partly," Grayfia replied evenly. "But mostly my own ability."
Another racial advantage of demons?
Shaking his head, Hiro stood up.
"Grayfia. Come down with me."
"Yes."
Mental manipulation activated.
All memories of Hiro and Grayfia were erased from everyone on board.
Bang.
Hiro calmly smashed through the outer wall of the passenger plane and stepped into open air.
Behind him, Grayfia spread her demonic wings and followed.
After the two departed, the breached cabin wall automatically restored itself.
No alarms.
No attention from instruments.
Whooo-
Wind roared past his ears.
Hiro flipped his body midair and looked up at the maid above him.
"Grayfia. Lead the way."
She nodded, flapping her bat wings as she flew toward the towering mountain range at the edge of the horizon.
Using magic to keep pace effortlessly, Hiro relied on his sharp eyesight to observe the residential areas thousands of meters below, identifying his location.
India...
That mountain range ahead-
The Himalayas?
If I cross over, wouldn't that put me directly into Luo Cuihua-no, Luo Cuilian's territory?
"Lord Hiro. The god descended at Mount Kailash."
As he was thinking, Grayfia slowed slightly and explained.
Fortunately, whether in the High School DxD world or the Campione world, there were no major differences in geography, mythology, or human customs.
Grayfia's knowledge transferred cleanly.
Of course, due to the Martial Arts King's interference, China's territory was far larger than in Hiro's previous life.
Grayfia had returned after several thousand years.
And now-
Magic power.
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