Kuroka Decides to Stay / A Spatial Sacred Gear ...

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"Too many flaws!" Just as Sirzechs was considering whether to take matters into his own hands and finish the battle quickly, a cold voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

A green-haired man in a cloak had already circled behind Loki and cast several True Magic circles to imprison him and Fenrir.

"Beelzebub..." Loki, caught off guard, widened his eyes and stared at the man with a fierce look in his eyes.

Ajuka Beelzebub, one of the four great Demon King of the Demon World.

He is a close friend of Sirzechs and a transcendent being who stands above the Demon King.

The "Evil Pieces" that reincarnate humans into demons, and the basic theory behind the "Rating Game," originated from him.

This is a Demon King is not only incredibly powerful, but also has an astonishingly high reputation.

Ajuka Beelzebub seemed to completely disregard Loki. After successfully imprisoning Loki and Fenrir, he used magic to transfer the "father and son" to another dimension.

Seeing Loki and Fenrir being moved away, Sirzechs breathed a sigh of relief.

In this kind of situation, winning or losing isn't the most important thing.

The important thing is that his home could be destroyed, and others could also be injured.

After all, putting aside the evil god Logic for the moment, Fenrir is the legendary god-slaying wolf, whose strength is enough to rival the Two Heavenly Dragons at their peak, making him a true top-ten powerhouse!

Even if Sirzechs were a transcendent being, he would feel a tremendous threat.

Even if everyone present worked together and ultimately won.

A large area of Gremory's territory will also be destroyed.

So Ajuka Beelzebub's intervention not only relieved Sirzechs, but also made him look at his best friend with a hint of gratitude.

However, the next step is to discuss how to deal with Loki, this troublesome matter...

Chapter 461 Kuroka Decides to Stay

Although Loki, an uninvited guest, arrived at the end of the banquet, it fortunately ended smoothly, and the three forces established a "Peace Treaty," thus beginning an alliance between the three realms.

At the same time, the Three Realms have also formed an alliance with Norse Mythology, which is cause for celebration.

Inside the room of the Koneko Toujou at the Gremory Ducal House.

"Locking someone up without a second thought is just too much, meow~"

Inside the spacious and luxurious room, a voice filled with smug, bone-chilling discontent rang out.

As the light shone through, it revealed that on the large bed, the mature-looking Kuroka Toujou lay languidly like a cat on Arthur's left leg. Opposite her, Koneko Toujou looked displeased and said unhappily, "Sister, Senpai is mine!"

"Where is your name written? Shirone, things might not be as '760' says..." Kuroka Toujou curled up, resting her chin on Arthur's leg, and said teasingly to Koneko Toujou, "Besides, if I remember correctly, this 'King of Knights' is Miss Gremory's fiancé. You actually stole your master's man, aren't you afraid?"

"I knew you before you were the department head," Koneko Toujou argued. "I was the first person to know you!"

"Oh..." Upon hearing this, Kuroka Toujou narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and asked with interest, "You mean to say that your master stole your man?"

"And there's Senior Akeno!" Koneko Toujou added. Only in front of her older sister could she be so frank.

"Hey hey..." Kuroka Toujou's expression became even more interested. She shifted her body, pressing her large breasts against Arthur's legs, and whispered in Koneko Toujou's ear, in a voice loud enough for Arthur to hear. "This 'King of Knights' is no longer a virgin. Has he already taken you completely, Shirone?"

"Whoosh..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the little Koneko Toujou blushed bright red.

She said in a flustered voice, "No... no, that's not it..."

As she spoke, images of the past few days involuntarily surfaced in her mind—practicing her skills and striving to please her "master," her mouth filled and her cheeks smeared with fluids. Her tone lost some of its confidence.

"Oh... looks like you're still on your first time!" Kuroka Toujou seemed to see right through her sister's thoughts, and chuckled playfully, "But you've done everything else, haven't you?"

"Smack--"

Before Koneko Toujou could be forced to the edge of the cliff, a chop to the head landed on Kuroka Toujou.

Clutching his head, Kuroka Toujou looked up at Arthur with a pained expression, appearing pitiful.

"Be careful, or I'll lock you up for a month without food or water." Arthur said with a smile, making Kuroka Toujou shrink back, his face filled with fear.

"No... that barren wasteland with nothing there, I don't want to go in again, meow." Kuroka Toujou straightened up, speaking in a panic as she took off her black robe, revealing her mature and perfect figure. Under the astonished gazes of Koneko Toujou and Arthur, she pounced on Arthur, burying Arthur's head in her cleft.

"Sister, let go!" After her initial shock, Koneko Toujou was overcome with uncontrollable anger and grabbed her older sister from behind.

"No, no... I'd rather die than go inside! If I make a mistake, then punish my body! Meow~" Kuroka Toujou hugged Arthur's head tightly, shaking her head violently, saying things that were half true and half false.

Kuroka Toujou is a mischievous, willful, lazy, and gluttonous bad cat. Being trapped in the desolate battlefield of "Victory's Golden World" is definitely a form of torture and torment.

But she shouldn't be this scared!

Mainly, upon learning that Lady Gremory had stolen her sister's man, her desire to have a dragon child with Arthur intensified.

She's made up her mind; she's not leaving anymore!

Poor Koneko Toujou, unable to pull her older sister away from behind, was so aggrieved she was about to cry.

It was evening again, in a room in the Gremory Ducal House, in Sirzechs's private study.

At this moment, Arthur, the leaders of the three factions, Odin, the chief god of Norse Mythology, and the Valkyrie Rossweisse were all gathered together.

This also includes Rias, who is qualified to participate in meetings of this level because she is Arthur's fiancée.

You want me to take action?

Arthur and Rias sat on a sofa. He crossed his legs elegantly, looked at Sirzechs and Azazel across from him with wry smiles, and said with a smile, "Why should I?"

"This must be the legendary 'King of Knights' who crossed over from another realm?" Just as Sirzechs and the others were stunned by Arthur's question, Odin from Norse Mythology suddenly stroked his beard and said meaningfully, "I smell our blood in you! In that world, you must be the 'Fool' recorded in mythology, right?"

"..."

After he said that, the entire study fell into complete silence.

Even Arthur's smile gradually faded. Looking at Odin opposite him, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly and say, "As expected of a chief god!"

"Fool... Fool..." Rias, standing beside her, stared in astonishment at her fiancé, her voice stammering as she understood the meaning of his words.

"Hey... really? That's terrifying!" Azazel was also slightly startled, but then, thinking of Arthur's various trump cards in version 3.1, he felt a little relieved. "But it doesn't seem so strange!"

"God Slayer?" Sirzechs said with a smile. "Arthur, would you mind playing the 'Fool' again?"

"I don't mind, but give me a reason to take action!" Arthur asked casually, arms crossed.

He doesn't mind helping out; defeating powerful enemies will bring him benefits.

But he's not someone you can just order around; if you want him to do something, you'll have to pay a price.

For example, when he was made a witness for the three forces, both Azazel and Michael paid him a reward.

And now, Sirzechs's sister has also been eaten by him.

Chapter 462 Space-type Sacred Gear

"... What do you want?"

After hearing Arthur's obvious conditions, the people present exchanged glances, and Sirzechs asked a question.

Arthur turned his gaze to Azazel and said, "I want a spatial storage Artificial Sacred Gear!"

"A spatial Artificial Sacred Gear?" Azazel frowned slightly, asking with some doubt, "Why would you need such a low-level Sacred Gear?"

Yes, low-class!

For those people at the pinnacle of the world present, there is truly no need for such auxiliary Sacred Gear.

For example, Ajuka Beelzebub, who was present, could easily use spells and programs to create an enormous battlefield and alternate dimension.

Those alternate dimensions in "Rating Games " all originated from his creation.

The strong can even travel between dimensions, so spatial Sacred Gear, especially spatial storage Sacred Gear, are really of no use to this person who stands at the top.

This is for you!

So, before Azazel could even nod in agreement to Arthur's request, Ajuka Beelzebub, who had been silently leaning against Sirzechs's desk, tossed Arthur a green light.

He caught the green ball of light that was thrown at him; inside was a silver wristband.

"This bracelet contains a vast, boundless space, roughly the size of the Gremory territory," Ajuka Beelzebub said in a cool tone. "It can store not only inanimate objects, but even living things, as long as they are not human, can stay inside for a day."

"Wow... this is a rather high-level Sacred Gear." Azazel said with some surprise.

"That's as big as the Gremory Territory? You're something else, Ajuka!" Sirzechs said with a smile.

"Beelzebub, who invented the 'Evil Pieces' and saved the demon race from dwindling numbers, truly possessed an enviable skill," Odin stroked his beard and remarked with slight admiration.

Regardless of race, human talent is a treasure!

Ajuka Beelzebub, on the other hand, would be a rare talent in any faction.

"Not bad!" Arthur put on the wristband and focused his mind on it. Sure enough, he saw a vast, boundless, pure white space. He couldn't help but smile slightly and nodded, saying, "I agree to your requests. When do we begin?"

Sacred Gear for storing spatial items—this was something Arthur suddenly wanted.

It was during his imprisonment of Kuroka Toujou yesterday that he realized he had absolutely nothing to store his belongings except for his "Avalon" and "Victory's Golden World".

His home was Avalon, and Arthur was unwilling to use it as a place to store things.

"The Victory's Golden World" is a domain barrier derived from the combination of Verethragna's "Warrior" Authority and his Reality Marble, which can also be considered an existence in another dimension.

This protective barrier is suitable for combat, but not for storing items.

Arthur will definitely visit other instances in the future, and he can't afford to be empty-handed if he encounters any unexpected situations.

For example, when I first came to this world, if it weren't for Nami's presence in the "Avalon" where she lived, I wouldn't have had a place to live.

Having learned his lesson, Arthur felt it was time for him to acquire a spatial storage device.

"If possible, I'd like to ask you for help now!" Sirzechs said with some distress, "On that battlefield, no one can say for sure whether members of the Khaos Brigade will come."

"Oh, right, I also brought Mjolnir," Odin said suddenly, as if he had just remembered something. "King of Knights, would you like it?"

"Wow... the legendary Mjolnir? Is it real?" Azazel exclaimed in amazement.

"It's impossible for it to be genuine; it's just a fake," Odin said, stroking his beard without a hint of shame.

Upon hearing this, Rossweisse, who was standing behind him, immediately showed a look of disgust.

"Forget it, I don't need that kind of thing." Arthur slowly stood up, refusing in a flat tone.

Then, he looked at Ajuka Beelzebub, who had his arms crossed, and said, "Teleport me to that battlefield! Let's finish this quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Ajuka Beelzebub nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a True Magic circle flashing with dazzling green light appeared at Arthur's feet.

In the next instant, Arthur's figure vanished into thin air from the study.

"Beelzebub, is there a way to keep an eye on the situation on that battlefield?" Odin asked with interest.

Ajuka Beelzebub nodded again, and with a flick of his wrist, a glass ball appeared in his hand.

"Whoosh--"

A silvery-white light shone brightly, transforming into a beam of light that shot out and reflected above everyone's heads, slowly forming a light screen that displayed a scene of a battlefield.

On that battlefield where the rocks stand tall, Loki, his face contorted with rage, flies about, while the legendary "God-Slaying Wolf" has vanished without a trace.

Just then, a True Magic circle suddenly appeared on a mountain wall, and Arthur's figure gradually emerged.

This familiar Mana fluctuation also drew Loki's attention, who was searching for a loophole in the battlefield.

"Who are you?".

Chapter 463 A swift and decisive battle suits me perfectly!