Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

Kuroba naturally recognized this bastard; wasn't he Fried, who had been fighting not long ago?

Fried watched as Kuroba and his group walked out, letting out a strange, eerie laugh.

"Hehehe... One man and three women? Did I interrupt your happy time? If so, I'll be quite troubled too!"

At this moment, Kuroba noticed the sword on Fried's body. In addition to the original 'Heavenly Flash Holy Sword', there was another one.

"That's... Irina's 'Mimetic Holy Sword'! You bastard, what did you do to Irina?!"

Kuroba's eyes turned crimson as he looked at the sword at Fried's waist. Irina's sword was now in Fried's hands, so her safety was obviously in grave danger!

"Hehehe... Irina? Who? You mean that haughty girl? Ah... what happened to her? I'd love to know too... why don't you guess?"

Fried drew his mimicry holy sword and, in front of Kuroba, twirled it twice, looking at Kuroba with extreme mockery and teasing.

Rias, who had been silent all along, reached out and stopped Kuroba.

Because she had been sensing Fried ever since she saw him, and although Fried also had some fluctuations, they were obviously completely different from the extremely oppressive magical fluctuations she had just felt. Therefore, he was definitely not the person in front of her.

Rias suddenly looked up, gazing at the moonlit sky.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the sky, hovering in front of the moon with black wings spread out behind him, seemingly obscuring the moonlight completely.

Rias once said that fallen angels are distinguished by the number of their wings.

The man in front of them had a full five pairs of black wings!

The man met Rias's gaze, his expression calm, but his eyes held a deep loathing.

"That red hair...you must be the Gremory family's daughter, right? Looking at you reminds me of Sazex, utterly disgusting."

His deep voice carried a strong sense of disdain, and that unwavering hatred was truly conveyed.

"I'm truly sorry, Fallen Angel executive... Kokabil, it's an honor for me, Rias Gremory, to disgust you. If you only contact me when you want to find the Demon Lord, then that's really a pity. Our Gremory family and Lucifer are the least likely to be involved. The Demon Lord has his own judgment."

Kokabil, a figure recorded in the Bible, actually appeared alive in front of Kuroba. The immense pressure emanating from between the lines made Kuroba truly feel his power.

Kokabil scoffed at this, then a figure appeared out of nowhere.

Kuroba instinctively caught it and discovered it was Irina.

"Irina! Are you alright? Wake up!"

Looking at Irina in his arms, covered in wounds, the blood flowing from her body had stained her white robe red. Her breathing was not only disordered but also made a constant sound like a bellows, and she looked extremely weak.

"Asia, hurry..."

Kuroba quickly put Irina down, and Asia also rushed over and released a healing green light. As the green light shone on her, Irina's breathing gradually stabilized.

This relieved Kuroba, but at the same time, his anger continued to rise.

He suddenly stood up and glared at Kokabil.

"You bastard, what did you do to Irina?!"

Kokabil glanced at Kuroba casually, his disdain evident in his expression.

"Red Dragon Emperor brat? I have no interest in you. I'm not Azazel. I have absolutely no interest in collecting artifacts. All I want is war, war that gives me a good, satisfying experience!"

Kokabil looked at Rias with an excited yet eerie smile.

"I thought that once I got my hands on the Holy Sword, Michael would be angry and declare war on me, but I didn't expect him to just send a few lackeys and that would be the end of it. But you're different, Rias. You're the Demon King's sister. If I torture you to death, then there's no way Sirzechs could stay any longer, right? Hahaha!"

Seemingly because he felt superior to everyone else, Kokabil unabashedly revealed his plans.

All of this was simply because he was bored; he wanted to start a war; he wanted to enjoy the pleasure of killing.

Kuroba lowered his head slightly, his knuckles cracking as he squeezed them.

"Just for such a trivial reason... you hurt Irina, and even dared to try to hurt Rias? Unforgivable, unforgivable!"

As Black Feather spoke angrily, one side of his black hair was covered by flames. Amidst the rolling flames, Black Feather raised his head, revealing half of a ferocious dragon face covering his own, making him look extremely eerie.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Battle of Kokabil

As Black Feather grew angrier, his aura surged, and without any restraint, his strength skyrocketed.

Kokabil felt a powerful magical pressure coming at him, which piqued his interest.

"Oh? This time, the Crimson Dragon kid is actually quite interesting? I hadn't even noticed before. Kid, the magic power you possess is rather complex."

Kokabil grinned and laughed mockingly.

However, Kuroba ignored Riccardi's joke and focused on communicating with the power hidden within his body.

"Want to risk your life again, buddy?"

Red Dragon shook his head with a strange expression as he watched Black Feather's actions.

"Those who hurt my friend and even tried to torture Rias deserve to die..."

There was no emotion in Kuroba's tone, but as his voice spread, it spread like an invisible wind, causing Kokabile's exquisite robe to flutter.

"Alright, alright... let's play!"

The Crimson Dragon Emperor compromised.

With the Red Dragon Emperor's compromise, a huge phantom of the Red Dragon Emperor appeared behind Hei Yu. He roared to the sky, and the deafening dragon roar made everyone present cover their ears.

The appearance of the red dragon also caused Kokabile to slightly suppress the mockery in his eyes.

"Oh? The Crimson Dragon himself has actually appeared? I underestimated you, kid..."

Black Feather looked up and stared at Kokabil in mid-air. Although there was still a huge difference in strength, he still flapped his wings and charged towards Kokabil with all his might. The Crimson Dragon Spear appeared in his hand and stabbed fiercely with a sharp edge.

There were no dazzling special effects, no fierce roars, only a sharp edge concealing murderous intent rapidly approaching Kokabier.

Black Feather's figure darted swiftly around Kokabil, each swing of the Crimson Dragon Spear radiating unstoppable power. Its sharp edge pierced Kokabil, its force like a mountain, seemingly intent on shattering him into dust. Kokabil's expression subtly changed, his demeanor becoming slightly more serious.

"Hmph, you have some strength, but you're being too naive to think you can defeat me with such a meager skill!"

Kokabil sneered as he parried Black Feather's attacks, his words still utterly merciless.

As he spoke, the black aura around him rapidly condensed, transforming into a black cloud that enveloped the entire battlefield. A massive bolt of black lightning flashed, instantly tearing the phantom of the Crimson Dragon Emperor to shreds. Kokabil began his counterattack, his magic instantly condensing into a sharp black blade with a flick of his finger, stabbing towards Black Feather.

Black Feather gritted his teeth, relentlessly parrying the incoming black blades. He swung his Crimson Dragon Spear incessantly, unleashing bursts of light as he dodged and blocked amidst the encirclement of blades. Each dodge was a dance on the brink of death; he seemed to have entered a state of self-forgetfulness, his reactions and agility greatly enhanced, always managing to evade fatal attacks at the last second.

During the battle, Black Feather's power gradually erupted, and he began to familiarize himself with the power within his body. The energy of the Crimson Dragon Spear also grew stronger. He was engulfed in flames, merging with the phantom of the Crimson Dragon Emperor, which made his aura even more imposing. He subtly rivaled Kokabil's magical fluctuations, and Black Feather directly pressured Kokabil with overwhelming force. For a moment, Kokabil was forced to take two steps back by Black Feather.

"You still dare to try and deal with me? How laughable!"

Kokabil roared.

He activated his magic once more, and black blades pierced towards Black Feather.

However, Kuroba showed no panic whatsoever. He seemed to have perfectly merged with his own power, tracing mysterious paths in the air as he dodged the black blades and approached Kokabil.

Finally, Kuroba saw a golden opportunity. He took advantage of the gap and circled around behind Kokabile, then suddenly slashed down with his Crimson Dragon Spear, roaring as he did so.

"Die to me!!"

Kokabil reacted quickly, slightly shifting his body to the side to avoid the deadly threat posed by the Black Feather Dragon Spear. However, even so, all five pairs of jet-black wings on his body were cut off by the black feathers, turning into feathers that scattered everywhere.

"They...they actually won?"

Rias looked at this scene in surprise, appearing somewhat astonished, after all, that was a figure recorded in the Bible.

Kuroba gripped the Crimson Dragon Spear in his hand, his expression somewhat grave. Although he had delivered a fierce blow to Kokabile, the feel of it... was too strange.

It felt completely unreal because there was no blood.

Even if he is a fallen angel, with so many wings cut off, there must be some blood flowing out, right? This isn't the first time Kuroba has encountered a fallen angel; he has experience with this.

At this moment, Kokabil, who had lost his wings, burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha, Red Dragon brat, you really made me happy for quite a while. You actually managed to destroy almost my clone. I underestimated you."

Doppelgänger? !

"That's what I thought."

The Crimson Dragon Emperor sighed inwardly as if he had confirmed something. Fortunately, he had already sensed something and directly controlled the magic power in the body of that silly boy, Black Feather, otherwise it would have been wasted on nothing.

As Kokabil laughed maniacally, an extremely dazzling light burst forth in the distance.

Seeing this, Kokabil's smile became even more arrogant and uncontrollable.

"Finally finished? Little Gremory girl, I'll be waiting for you at Kuoh Academy. I hope you can keep me entertained. If you don't hurry, I'll destroy the whole town with the Holy Sword! Come on! Stop me! Hahahaha."

After saying that, Kokabil's clone could no longer be maintained and burst open, scattering into countless black feathers.

Seeing this, Kuroba flew back to Rias's side, and the flames on his body and his dragon face quietly dissipated.

Rias breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Kuroba's face was only slightly pale.

"I'm fine... but what's this about the Holy Sword he mentioned? Where is Fried?!"

It was only then that Kuroba and the others realized that Fried had disappeared sometime during the night.

So, everything Kokabiler said is true!

"Kuroba, are you still capable?"

Seeing Kuroba nod, Rias looked seriously in the direction of the white light.

"Let's go then, to school."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In a small park not far from the school, Key, who belonged to Sona's command, was reporting the situation to Rias.

"Rias-senpai, the academy is now enclosed by a large barrier. As long as the barrier is not destroyed, the area outside will not be harmed. In addition, the disturbance caused by the sudden incident has been dealt with by our student council members, and the memories of those who witnessed it have been erased."

At this moment, Cangna also walked over, his expression very serious.

"That's true, but it's just a drop in the ocean. If Kokabil really gets serious, the entire city will be destroyed. My people have already observed them. They're on the playground, and that shining white light looks like the light of a holy sword. It seems like they're merging. We need to hurry. We'll try our best to maintain the stability of the barrier. Everything depends on you, Rias."

Although everything was arranged, Rias had absolutely no idea what to expect, after all, their opponent was a five-winged fallen angel...

Chapter 74 One Day, Anything Is Possible (Bonus Chapter for Donations)

Seeing Rias's troubled expression, Kuroba raised his hand.

"Um, have you notified Sazex?"