DxD: Scion of Lucifuge

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"Astaroth... if I remember correctly, that's a prestigious family descended from the current Beelzebub-sama, isn't it?" Sairaorg commented.

"Doesn't matter. He's just a small fry. If he causes any trouble, I'll crush him," Roy said dismissively, as if talking about squashing an ant.

"I heard he's a despicable person who enjoys torturing nuns," Sona added, adjusting her glasses.

She knew about Diodora's attempt to defile Asia and had investigated him afterward.

She was disgusted by his actions.

"I see." Sairaorg finally understood why Roy had reacted so harshly towards Diodora.

They chatted casually.

The official event hadn't started yet. This was just a gathering for the young Devils.

Soon, the doors opened, and servants entered the hall.

"Thank you for waiting. The leaders are ready to see you now."

The Young Devils followed the servants to the main hall.

The leaders of the Underworld were seated on a raised platform: Sirzechs, Serafall, Falbium, and Ajuka.

All four new Satans were present.

The hall was filled with Devils, but it was surprisingly quiet.

"Welcome. We've gathered you young Devils here today to formally acknowledge your presence and to provide an opportunity for you to interact with each other," a middle-aged Devil announced.

"It seems some have already started fighting..." another Devil, with a full beard, commented sarcastically.

He was clearly referring to the earlier incident with Zephyrdor and Diodora.

Saeko and the other girls glared at him.

"You are all promising Young Devils with impressive lineage and strength. Therefore, I hope you can use this opportunity to spar with each other and improve yourselves before your official debut," Sirzechs declared.

He was suggesting that they hold Rating Games to assess their strength.

"Will we be sent to fight the Khaos Brigade in the future?" Sairaorg suddenly asked.

The Underworld wasn't at peace with other factions. There were still conflicts in some regions.

It was possible that these young Devils would be sent to the battlefield.

"That's not certain yet. But I intend to avoid that as much as possible," Sirzechs replied.

Sairaorg frowned. "Why? Even though we're young, we have a responsibility to protect the Underworld. We've been nurtured and raised by our predecessors. If we can't do anything in return..."

"Sairaorg, I admire your courage, but you are the future of the Devils. I won't send you to the battlefield before you've matured. That would be jeopardizing the future of the Underworld."

Sairaorg fell silent, seemingly accepting Sirzechs's explanation, though his expression still showed dissatisfaction.

The Four Satans then discussed various matters concerning the Underworld.

Roy was bored and almost fell asleep.

"Well, we apologize for making you listen to our rambling for so long," Sirzechs said, noticing Roy's yawn.

"Now then, Please share your goals for the future."

Sirzechs looked at Roy expectantly.

He was clearly interested in Roy's ambitions.

"My dream is to become a Maou," Sairaorg declared with unwavering determination.

The Four Satans nodded in approval.

Then, Rias stepped forward. "My goal is to win every Rating Game tournament," she declared.

'So that's her goal,' Roy thought, stroking his chin.

Having assembled her peerage, she wanted to prove herself in Rating Games.

Sona then spoke up. "My goal is to establish a Rating Game school in the Underworld."

It seemed like a simple wish, just establishing a school.

But the Devil elders frowned.

"There are already places to learn about Rating Games, aren't there?" one of them asked.

"You mean those schools that are only accessible to High-Class Devils and those with special privileges? I want to create a school where everyone, regardless of rank, can learn about Rating Games. A school without discrimination," Sona explained.

"Hahahaha!" The elders burst into laughter.

"What a ridiculous goal!"

"So you're a dreamer, are you?"

"Such youthful idealism! But I didn't expect the next head of the Sitri clan to have such a naive dream. It's a good thing this is just a casual gathering before your official debut."

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The elders mocked Sona mercilessly.

Why were they ridiculing such a seemingly simple goal?

Because even though the Underworld was undergoing reforms, the class divisions between High-class, Middle and Low-class, and reincarnated Devils still existed.

Many still clung to this aristocratic system.

But Sona remained unfazed. "I'm serious," she declared, her gaze unwavering.

Serafall nodded vigorously in support, but as a Maou, she couldn't openly express her support for her sister.

"Sona Sitri-san, Low and Middle-class and reincarnated Devils are meant to serve High-class Devils. Their talents are nurtured through serving their masters. That is the natural order."

"Establishing such an institution would damage the reputation of those who value tradition and pride."

"Even though the Underworld is undergoing reforms, there are things that can be changed and things that cannot."

"Trying to educate those lowly Devils..."

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The elders continued their taunts.

Sona, despite her resolve, couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Even her sister, who usually doted on her, remained silent.

But just then...

"Hahahaha!"

A boisterous laughter echoed through the hall.

It was Roy.

He was laughing without any regard for the Satans or the elders, as if he had just heard the funniest joke.

The elders glared at him, ready to reprimand him for his disrespect, when Sirzechs spoke up.

"Roy, do you have something to say?"

Sirzechs valued Roy as his brother-in-law.

And when he saw Roy earlier, he realized he couldn't see through Roy's power anymore.

As a Super Devil, there were very few individuals in the Underworld whose strength he couldn't gauge.

And Roy was one of them. This meant his brother-in-law was now on par with him in terms of power.

The elders, hearing Sirzechs's question, fell silent.

"From what I know, the Underworld has always been a place where strength reigns supreme. This 'Noble Rules' nonsense is hilarious," Roy scoffed.

"You're naive, young man."

"To disregard the long-established rules of the Underworld is outrageous."

"The Lucifuge family is truly arrogant."

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The elders glared at Roy, their anger palpable.

The aristocratic system represented the pride and interests of all Devil nobles.

Roy's words were a direct challenge to them.

Sona stared at him in surprise and gratitude. She hadn't expected him to defend her.

But she was also worried.

"Is that so? Then how do you think the Underworld should change?" Sirzechs asked, silencing the elders once again.

They were surprised that Sirzechs would ask a young Devil for his opinion on such a matter.

But none of them objected. That was the authority of a Satan.

"Well, if strength is what matters, then anyone with enough power, regardless of whether they're a Low-class Devil or a reincarnated Devil, should be able to rise to Middle-class, High-class, or even Ultimate-class," Roy declared.

His words stunned everyone.

They hadn't expected such a radical idea.

If things really changed as he suggested, the Underworld could descend into chaos.

Low-class and reincarnated Devils with power would develop ambitions of their own.

However, it would also greatly increase the overall strength of the Underworld.

But only the Four Satans and a few others understood this.

Implementing such reforms would be incredibly difficult. Not only the Old Satan Faction but also most of those present would oppose it.

"How about this? If my Sona wins a Rating Game, would you all agree? After all, good performance in Rating Games can lead to many things," Serafall suddenly suggested, surprising everyone.

She couldn't resist supporting her beloved sister. Seeing Roy defend Sona, she had decided to speak up as well.

And it was also a way to help Roy out of this precarious situation.

"Honestly, all of you are ganging up on my Sona-chan! I have my limits too! If you keep bullying her, I'll bully you right back!" Serafall declared, pouting playfully.

But her words made the elders nervous.

She was known for her unpredictable nature. If they angered her, who knew what she might do?

Seeing that the elders were silent, Sirzechs chuckled.

"Alright then, let's have a match. A Rating Game between the young generation."

"Rias, Sona, how about you two face each other?"

Everyone was stunned.

Rias and Sona exchanged surprised glances.

Sirzechs continued, ignoring their reactions, "I was planning to arrange a Rating Game for Rias soon anyway."

"And Serafall has gathered Rating Game enthusiasts from various factions to watch an exhibition match between the Young Devils before their official debut."

"So, this is the perfect opportunity. Let's have Rias and Sona face each other."

The Devils in the hall erupted in excitement.

Roy glanced at Serafall. So this "exhibition match" was her doing.

She wanted Sona to defeat Rias?

Unfortunately for her, Rias's strength was far greater than before.

Sona took a deep breath and looked at Rias with a challenging smile.

Rias smiled back. She was confident in her victory.

"Although it's not an official match, facing you in my first Rating Game feels like destiny, Sona," Rias declared.

"I won't lose to you, Rias," Sona retorted.

Sparks flew between them.

"A match between Rias and Sona! This is exciting!" Serafall cheered.

"The date will be August 20th in the human world. You're free to do as you please until then. We'll inform you of the details later," Sirzechs announced.

And with that, the meeting concluded, and the Satans left.

A banquet followed, where the young Devils could mingle and socialize.

Sona, however, left first. She knew that with her current strength, she couldn't defeat Rias.

It was currently July 28th in the human world.

They had about twenty days until the match.

She would use this time to train her peerage and increase their strength.

Rias, however, insisted that Roy and the others stay.

She claimed it was a good opportunity for them to interact with the other young Devils.

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Just as Roy was starting to get bored, a girl approached him.

She had golden twintails that resembled drills and wore a pink dress. She was elegant and adorable.

It was Ravel Phenex.

"L-Long time no see," Ravel greeted him, curtseying slightly.

"Ravel!" Roy greeted her with a smile.

"Don't call me so casually!!" Ravel grumbled, her face turning red.

"You can call me Roy too," Roy offered.

"R-Really? Then... I'll call you Roy-sama!"

"Sama? There's no need to be so formal."

"No, it's important!" Ravel insisted.

Roy shrugged, not wanting to argue.

"By the way, how is Riser doing?" he asked.

Ravel sighed. "It's all your fault. He's been depressed ever since his defeat. Losing to you and having Rias-sama taken away... it was a huge blow to him."

"Well, he was too arrogant and reliant on his talent. It's a good lesson for him."

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