-Otto POV-
As the sun began to set across the horizon, Azazel's conversation with Ms. Azza began to fade as well. They pretty much caught up on everything, except that she didn't reveal anything about Schicksal or me. Thank god she didn't, I would have been mad at her if she did reveal us, but not for long.
"So now that we're pretty much caught up, I'm curious about these people here. Their magical signature is almost completely gone. If I didn't have good senses, I would have never thought they could use magic." Azazel asked as he drank his 20th beer. The man sure has one hell of an alcohol resistance.
"That's not for me to answer. If you have any questions, then ask Otto." Azza redirected Azazel's attention to me.
"So, kid, from which hole did you find the white-haired guy? The speed that he showed earlier should have been at least peak Satan Class."
Oh, buddy, your ignorance is cute.
"It's none of your business, Chicken." I know that he ain't asking so that he can get info from us for Grigori, but to merely satisfy his curiosity.
And the fact that he's straight up asking me, knowing that I can't beat the shit out of him or anything of that matter because he's just asking a simple question, and that Azza is here watching us, irritates me.
A great idea suddenly dawned upon my beautiful mind.
"You know what? I'll give you an answer," I said with a grin.
"You are?" (Azazel)
"Really?" (Azza)
"What?" (Everyone else)
Everyone was quite surprised that I was actually going to answer...not.
"Rita, if you would?" I told my loyal maid.
Rita seemed to instantly understand what I wanted to do.
Without moving from her spot, a purple mist filled the room.
Azazel's eyes seemed to jump out of its sockets as we were all transported to a separate space that Rita had created with her [Dimension Lost].
"That's Dimension Lost!" Exclaimed Azazel as he pointed at Rita.
But oh boy, is he in for a treat.
[Dimensions Lost] was previously owned by a guy named Georg, who was affiliated with the magicians' association.
I, already knowing this from the DxD anime, wiki, and the light novel, tracked him down and sneaked into his room along with Valerie so that we could remove and steal his sacred gear that was connected to his soul. Good thing he hadn't awakened it yet, or he would have gone feral if he found out that he got a Longinus-class sacred gear stolen from him in his sleep.
Anyone would, to be honest.
"Give him a good show, gang," I said to the others, the evil grin on my face widening.
They looked at each other and nodded, taking off the rings that concealed their mana levels.
Like breaking the fucking dam that held back the world's sea, everyone's Ultimate to Supreme class mana leaked out like flowing water.
The mere pressure directed towards Azazel caused him to drop to the floor into a yamcha pose, gasping for air.
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"I hope this is satisfactory enough for you, Azazel," I said as I looked at the barely breathing Azazel.
Azza, on the other hand, didn't do anything; she probably knew that Azazel had it coming, considering how bold he got with his questions.
I snapped my fingers, causing everyone to stop their pressure release and put back on the ring.
Rita also deactivated [Dimension Lost], taking us back to the library room.
Azazel stayed panting on the floor for a good minute until he finally mustered enough strength to speak, "Scary boy...to have so many beings of that level under you. At this point, you have power rivaling the greatest factions, even the devil's only have 2 at this level of power!" He yelled at me with a slight shake in his voice.
And there's also the fact that he doesn't know that we have almost all 13 Longinus Sacred Gears in our hands.
Oh, his face would be great! Especially since Azazel is so obsessed with them. But I already revealed our power levels to him, so there's no need to show more.
"The world is going to be in chaos when they find out..." he nervously muttered under his breath.
Hoh?
I walked over to him, leaning down to his level and whispered in a playful tone, "Whose finding what? There's nothing to find at all~."
Azazel looked at me with a confused expression until he realized what I was talking about.
"H-hey kid, you're joking, right?" He stuttered as he quickly got up and began to back up towards the door.
"Fufu~ I don't make jokes, Azazel. I make guarantees." I replied with a cold expression.
I clapped my hands as the door locked, along with multiple magical barriers reinforcing its strength, which appeared before Azazel could open it. Technology really is useful at times like these.
"Shit!" He panicked. Opening his 12 black wings, he flew towards the window and crashed out.
"Huh, didn't think he would do that..." I was quite surprised that he would fly out my window like that.
But now he has to pay for damages~
"Dulio, if you would?" I asked, and he nodded.
-Azazel POV-
That boy is a monster!
When he said that last line, I couldn't tell whether he was joking or not. Chills ran down my spine as he looked at me with those amused eyes.
I haven't felt fear like this in a very long time...
And the fact that he had so many supreme class beings, multiple Satan, and Ultimate class subordinates... that info that he revealed didn't help calm my nerves at all.
I honestly wished I had just shut my mouth and gone back home to continue my sacred gear research.
Haaa~ but at least I'm out of the dragons' den-
The winds outside suddenly picked up.
"Guhh!" I felt a sudden tug around my waist as an invisible force caught me and dragged me back into the orphanage's broken window, the one I had escaped from.
There he was, casually drinking some tea with his hot maid standing beside him. Standing up, he declared with his arms spread wide.
"You couldn't live with your own failure of an escape. And where did that bring you? Back to me!" He said as he dropped one of the hardest lines I've ever heard.
Damit, Azazel! Why are you thinking things like that at this moment?!
Wait, how did he even bring me back?
I looked at the other blonde boy. What was his name?
Dulio, yes.
Wait, this-
My eyes went wide in realization
It's [Zenith Tempest]. I could see that boy Otto smiling at me, probably knowing that I know that he knows that I know that he knows that we know that he has [Zenith Tempest] in his arsenal.
Damit! I want to go home...but such a precious Sacred Gear is right in front of me- no. Damnit, Azazel,
think! think!
"H-hey, come on, kid. We don't have to do this! Azza, help!" I asked my friend, who has been watching this whole time.
"It's no use, Azazel. Dreadit, runfrom it, destiny arrives all the same. Or should I say, I have!" Otto spoke as he dropped another Oscar-worthy quote.
Damit, kid, stop spitting lines!
And I can't even escape considering that I didn't inform the others at Grigori where I was going and that he has multiple supreme class beings with him, all ready to kill poor little old Satan class Azazel.
Reaching into the air, a massive sword suddenly appeared in Otto's hand. Was it a sacred gear? I've never seen one like it.
"Stand proud, Azazel, you were strong," he said, but at his time, it felt like he was quoting someone directly.
As he was about to pierce me with his sword, Azza went and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Alright, Otto, that's enough. I'm sure you had enough revenge." She scolded him, although she did not make an effort to hide the smile on her face.
The scary boy that was about to finish me a few seconds ago completely disappeared, replaced by...a pouting child.
"Aww~ I was having fun!" He pouted as he glared at Azza.
Wait, he was...having fun?
Was he acting this whole time?!
"Seriously, Otto, you should look at his face; he was already accepting his fate." She chuckled as she shook her head in amusement.
"Yeah, but that's the fun part! It's not every day that I can bring out my inner villain," he retorted, earning a chuckle from the rest of the people in the room
...I'm too old for this shit