Reincarnated into Multiple Anime Worlds, but High School DxD

Ren clicked his tongue.

Still, he had to thank Jaucusta for her poor skills.

Otherwise, he really would not have been able to pick up such a huge bargain.

[Longinus—Cross of the Purple Flame Sacrificial Lord]

[Description: Originally just an ordinary cross, but it contains the will of a certain saint. Its owner can release cross-shaped purple sacred flames. The flames possess extremely high temperatures and powerful holy power, posing a fatal threat to races such as devils, Grim Reapers, vampires, and yokai.]

[Status: Unowned.]

"Just as I guessed, this thing can switch hosts on its own."

Under normal circumstances, a Sacred Gear within its wielder could not be obtained through conventional means.

After the host died, the Sacred Gear would randomly choose an unborn human as its next host.

However, there were still other ways to obtain someone else's Sacred Gear.

One was like in the original story, where Raynare used a special magic circle to forcibly strip the Sacred Gear from its host. However, the process caused enormous damage to the host and could easily result in death.

The other was related to the Sacred Gear itself.

For example, the Cross of the Purple Flame Sacrificial Lord possessed the trait of automatically changing hosts after its wielder died.

This process could be either active or passive.

Actively, one simply had to wait for the host to die, after which the Sacred Gear would automatically search the world for a suitable new host.

Passively, one could seize the manifested Sacred Gear after the host's death, then refine and fuse with it.

However, Sacred Gears with such traits were extremely rare, and few people knew such a thing was possible.

The reason Ren knew was that he had some impression of this Sacred Gear. It had a total of three hosts in the original work.

One was Jaucusta, another was Walpurgis, and the last was a six-winged reincarnated angel who only appeared very late in the story.

Despite being a Longinus, it was truly a servant of three masters.

Ren had only meant to try his luck, but he had actually gotten his hands on it.

This kind deed had not been driven by any mission, yet the reward was far better than that stingy system's!

You lousy system, I'm talking about you. Did you hear that?

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.

Although Jaucusta had already died, the inferno she had caused continued to burn.

Unlike ordinary flames, it was difficult to extinguish even with water.

At that moment, beside Jaucusta's corpse, several magicians were anxiously searching the area for something.

Walpurgis, the mischievous girl who always smiled and gave off an eerie air, could not smile now either.

After the battle ended, she and her companions had returned to the battlefield as quickly as possible and discovered Jaucusta's corpse.

Yet, faced with the death of their leader, these witches showed no grief. Instead, they rapidly searched the surroundings.

"How could the Cross of the Purple Flame Sacrificial Lord be gone? It should have emerged on its own after the host died to seek a new host."

"Damn it! We've searched everywhere, but there's nothing!"

"Could that person have taken it?"

"I don't know, but I was watching from afar with magic. After Purple Flame died, that man left immediately as well."

"Damn it! Not only did we fail to get what we wanted, we even lost the flames!"

The witches were all furious.

This operation had truly cost them dearly and gained them nothing!

Just which damned bastard had stolen their treasure?!

Elsewhere.

Ren happily put the automatically acquired Longinus back into his storage space for the time being.

It was good stuff, but he could not use it right away. There might be some trap waiting for him during the fusion process.

Before long, Ren heard faint sleep-talking from his shoulder.

Lavinia slowly woke from her unconsciousness.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Ren crouching beside her, staring straight at her with both eyes.

"You're awake. The surgery was a success. You're now an adorable boy."

Ren wore a gratified expression, his acting so convincing that one could not help believing him.

Lavinia, who had still been dazed from the double shock to her body and mind, instantly woke up. Despite the lingering soreness in her body, her hands instinctively began feeling around herself.

A few seconds later.

She let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing strange had grown on her body.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her body, Lavinia looked at the young man before her. Her usually tranquil face immediately took on a deep look of resentment.

"Just joking. Lightening the mood."

"But that joke wasn't funny."

Although it was a rather pointless exchange, Lavinia's mood relaxed for once.

Ren shrugged.

Whether Lavinia found it funny or not, he certainly did.

"Who are you? Why did you save me?"

Though she had suffered a tremendous blow, Lavinia had not developed amnesia like someone in a Korean drama.

She clearly remembered losing her ability to fight in the end and nearly being struck by Jaucusta's dark magic. However, at the last moment, a glasses-wearing boy had saved her.

As for what happened afterward, she did not know.

"My name is Ren. I'm a passing freelance mercenary. As for saving you, I don't think it needs a reason."

Of course, Ren had his reasons.

If Lavinia had been some seventy- or eighty-year-old hag like Jaucusta, or a burly foot-scratching man, Ren would not even have bothered to glance at her, much less carry her to safety.

Upon hearing this, Lavinia's gaze changed slightly.

She stared directly into Ren's face, but when she found no hidden motive, her impression of him rose several notches beyond that of merely a lifesaver.

After all, while staying with the Five Great Houses, she had seen plenty of the coldness of human relationships. There were not many people as pure as Ren.

"Where's Jaucusta?"

"Dead."

"Dead?"

Lavinia froze upon hearing that.

She had been planning to seek revenge after recovering.

My House Is Big

Upon hearing of Jaucusta's death, Lavinia fell silent for a moment.

Now that she had learned of her mentor Glinda's whereabouts, and the enemy had been dealt with by the man before her while she was unconscious, the two greatest goals of her life had not exactly been properly resolved, but at least Lavinia no longer had any lingering attachments.

Ren did not intend to remain in the wilderness.

There were quite a few mosquitoes here, after all.

"Have you decided where you'll go next? Back to the Inner Shrine?"

After Ren mentioned the Inner Shrine, Lavinia thought for a while before slowly shaking her head. "No, I probably won't be going back. Besides, I was only staying there temporarily because of those magicians. Now that those witches have likely retreated, I have no reason to remain there."

"Besides, the Five Great Houses don't have a very good impression of outsiders."

After saying that, Lavinia looked somewhat lost.

She had traveled the world in search of information about her teacher and her enemy.

Yet now that both wishes had been fulfilled, she suddenly did not know what to do.

Looking at the blonde beauty before him, Ren could not help feeling a little sympathy.

He felt that if he left such a helpless young girl on her own, she would surely attract the attention of people with ulterior motives.

After all, even if they did not covet her Longinus, they would covet her body. So Ren decided to spend a little and reluctantly offer to take her in.

"If you don't mind, you can stay at my house for the time being. After all, my house is pretty big."

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Lavinia's doll-like face.

After all, in all her years traveling the world, she had never met anyone so generous.

Lavinia was not particularly wary of Ren.

That was because he had saved her life from Jaucusta.

Given her mental state at the time, she did not know what might have happened if she had been struck by the dark magic.

But her instincts as a magician told Lavinia that without the help of this passing mercenary, Ren, she might no longer have been Lavinia.

Since he was her savior, Lavinia had a favorable impression of Ren. Otherwise, she would not have reacted so indifferently to Ren's eyes constantly drifting downward.

Let him look. He was not an outsider, anyway.

Girls were quite perceptive about such things.

Of course, if Ren knew Lavinia had noticed that his automatic aim had not been turned off, he would definitely cry injustice.

After all, it was only natural for a man. It was an innate passive skill, and truly difficult to turn off at will.

Besides, Ren was not only like this toward Lavinia.

There were simply too many stunning yet dangerous young women in this world. The fact that Ren could maintain his principles and refrain from actively picking up girls on the streets already made him practically a saint.

"Well? Your answer?"

Ren felt that this girl seemed a little foolish.

But since Lavinia was rather generous, openly displaying her long pale legs and ample cleavage, he decided to put up with it for now.

Of course, if Lavinia did not want to go with him, Ren would immediately leave.

"Okay."

After thinking for a moment, Lavinia nodded.

She was homeless anyway. Her teacher no longer wanted her, her enemy was gone, and before she figured out where to go next, following Ren seemed like a good choice.

Seeing Lavinia make her decision, Ren was somewhat surprised, but he quickly calmed down.

He had been out long enough today.

The little nun he had left at the hotel was probably worried about him.

"Mr. Ren, can I return to the Inner Shrine once more? I want to say goodbye to my friends."

Although most of the Five Great Houses were cold and indifferent, there were still a few friends worth knowing.

Lavinia felt she could not leave without saying goodbye.

"Sure."

Ren nodded.

"Okay."

"Once you're done, come find me at this hotel."