"My name is Rias Gremory, the successor to the Pureblood Demon Gremory Clan. This child is already my servant. As a Ten-Winged Fallen Angel Executive, are you planning to provoke the Gremory Clan's name?!"
On one hand, she wanted to support her good friend. On the other, this was territory under the Sitri Clan's jurisdiction. Thus, Sona stepped forward as well and said, "My name is Sona Sitri, the successor to the Pureblood Demon Sitri Clan.
Your men attacked a Sacred Gear wielder within the Sitri Clan's jurisdiction. I can let this matter slide, but I hope you leave this place immediately. Otherwise, I will report this matter to my family."
Since the end of the ancient war, Angels, Demons, and Fallen Angels had all suffered devastating casualties. Over the years, all three sides had tacitly chosen to lie low.
The reason was simple: the ancient war had severely weakened all three factions. Though they still stood opposed to one another, conflicts had become far less frequent over the years.
The Demonic Power radiating from Kokabiel made Sona and Rias' hearts tremble.
They knew perfectly well that if they truly fought, their strength was nowhere near enough to contend with a Ten-Winged Fallen Angel Executive.
So, they could only invoke the names of their Pureblood Demon families, hoping to make him wary enough to retreat.
Unfortunately, after hearing Sona and Rias, Kokabiel was utterly unconcerned. He even seemed amused, covering his face with one hand as he burst into laughter.
"You think you can scare me with the names of the Pureblood Demon Gremory Clan and Sitri Clan?
Let alone two snot-nosed brats like you, even if your current clan heads were standing here, I wouldn't give a damn!
My actions causing a war between Demons and Fallen Angels? That