Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

Fortunately, Sazex did give her instructions.

"You can sit there."

Rias nodded and led everyone to their seats. She pulled Kuroba to sit next to her and held his hand tightly.

Kuroba could feel that Rias's palms were sweaty and she looked very nervous.

There was nothing Kuroba could do in this situation, so he could only tighten his grip on Rias's hand and offer her some words of comfort.

The meeting began, and in Kuroba's view, it was dull and boring, but if the theme was a tripartite alliance, it was an indispensable meeting.

At the meeting, Azazel also admitted her mistakes, indicating that everything was done by Kokabil without her knowledge, and that she had sent the white dragon to suppress it, so it was considered even.

Neither the demon nor the angel commented on the matter.

Sazex spoke first.

"Azazel, I've heard that since you took over this position, you've had no interest in waging war, but have been obsessed with researching artifacts, and have even won over many owners of rare artifacts. I'd like to know what you're planning?"

Azazel still wore that composed smile on his face.

She looked directly at Michael.

"There's really no need for you to ask me this question, since the gods who could create divine artifacts no longer exist. Wouldn't it be beneficial for you to have someone who understands divine artifacts?"

Michael smiled wryly upon hearing this.

"It's a pity that you're the one researching the divine artifact."

Chapter 107 The Temptation of Azazel

Azazel was not happy to hear this.

"What do you mean? I've always kept my subordinates in check to prevent them from interfering in the human world. I'm such a peace-loving person, I just have a little more interest in divine artifacts. How come you all think I'm so despicable?"

After Azazel finished speaking, he appeared to be smiling, but in reality, he was putting on an incredulous act. The crowd couldn't help but wave their hands.

"Ah... I really am, belonging to the new generation of gods and Lucifer, how come we're still a bunch of old-fashioned guys..."

She pointed in the direction of Kuroba.

"You two, aren't you just betting your future on Kuroba? I noticed it the moment he came in; the energy fluctuations around him are getting more and more chaotic and massive. Sigh... I'm also quite interested in Kuroba, so how about we make a peace treaty? That way, wouldn't I have a legitimate reason to approach him?"

As if he had found a breakthrough, Azazel enthusiastically offered his suggestions.

Her statement stunned the other two camps.

Although there is indeed a plan to negotiate, there is something strange about this plan. It's as if Azazel has always had this plan, but is just taking this opportunity to bring it up and find some benefit for himself.

Kuroba, in particular, felt a chill run down his spine.

Azazel has completely set his sights on him...

After Azazel made this suggestion, Michael, as a neutral party, naturally didn't want to say anything, but Sazex was different.

Without a word, he betrayed his brother-in-law, Kuroba.

"Haha, that's true. Although it's not pleasant to say, the gods and the demon king are no longer here. Both the angels and us pure-blooded demons need to work hard to ensure the continuation and development of our races. War is really unnecessary for us."

"Oh, Sazex, you're definitely more insightful than Michael!"

Azazel didn't hold back in criticizing Michael.

Michael didn't seem to care, and simply looked at Kuroba with a faint smile.

"There's nothing to hide. For certain reasons, we angels also value Kuroba quite a bit, but everything still depends on Kuroba's wishes. Although we very much hope for peace talks, we don't want to sacrifice him as a prerequisite."

"Oh~ So all Kuroba needs to do is nod?"

Azazel smiled knowingly, then stood up and slowly walked toward Black Feather.

Rias watched Azazel warily, not out of hostility, but out of a woman's intuition. She found Azazel's behavior very strange; he wasn't interested in Kuroba's artifacts, but rather in Kuroba himself...

Azazel naturally noticed Rias's gaze, but she ignored it, walked up to Kuroba, pressed him down as he tried to stand up, and then casually sat on his lap.

She slightly raised her legs, wrapped her arms around Hei Yu's neck, and looked at him with a sweet, fragrant breath, asking him a question.

"Little devil~ What do you think of a peace agreement? If you just nod your head, the three sides won't fight again. That means the beauties in the angel and fallen angel camps might even become interested in you! I might even teach you about artifacts... And over time, I might even develop feelings for you, Kuroba?"

Azazel's tone was incredibly gentle and seductive, her soft, alluring voice seeming to deliberately please Kuroba. Kuroba even recalled, through her seductive voice and the warm, soft touch of her thigh, the alluring purple thong and voluptuous S-shaped figure in her home...

However, one thing is one thing: the proposal is very tempting, but Kuroba cannot trust the character of the person in question.

He pushed Azazel aside and spoke calmly to her astonished gaze.

“Azazel, while your offer is indeed tempting, to be honest, given your targeting of me at the mall that time... I find it hard to trust you. Everyone here is a big shot. I know I shouldn't say this, but I still want to know, what makes you think I should trust you? And why do I need to make this decision? To put it another way, my master is Rias. You only need to get her consent, right? Whatever decision she makes, I will agree.”

Azazel looked at Kuroba with amusement upon hearing this.

"You don't think you can get away with this because you're just an unknown nobody, do you? You carry the power of both angels and demons, and the Crimson Dragon resides within you as a divine artifact. With these three powers combined, you're no longer someone who can be easily dealt with. Perhaps you can't compare to us right now, but given time to grow, no one here, including the White Dragon, will be your match. Understand? Idiot."

When Vali heard herself mentioned, she glanced briefly in the direction of Kuroba before closing her eyes again to rest, seemingly lost in thought.

Kuroba naturally understood the reasoning. He was no longer the Kuroba who knew nothing when he was first reincarnated as a demon. He knew that bearing such power naturally came with such responsibility.

So Kuroba took a deep breath and looked seriously at Azazel.

"If you can guarantee the credibility of what you say, then I have no problem... After all, if the three parties can get along harmoniously, there will be far fewer troubles in daily life."

"Seriously... just how wary are you of me... I always keep my word, you can rest assured about that."

Azazel sighed helplessly.

Seeing that Azazel agreed, the guarded look on Kuroba's face began to relax slightly.

But at that moment, a strange sense of stagnation arose.

"This is..."

This feels like time has stopped, it's Gaspar!

Thanks to having spent the past few days with Gaspar, Kuroba was very sensitive to this situation. The moment he sensed this feeling, he activated the power of the Crimson Dragon to resist it.

Besides the few important figures, the only ones who resisted the power of time stop, like Kuroba, were Yuuki and Vali, who possessed forbidden techniques, Xenovia, who wielded Durandal, and Rias, a high-ranking demon.

Apart from these few people, everyone else was fixed in place like statues, not moving at all.

"What's going on? Isn't this Gaspar's ability? What happened?"

Kuroba asked, somewhat surprised.

Azazel stroked his chin with apparent interest.

"It looks like a terrorist attack?"

She pointed out the window, and Kuroba looked in that direction.

They discovered that the barrier outside the window was now surrounded by a dense swarm of black-robed figures, who were relentlessly attacking the seemingly indestructible barrier, with dazzling light flashing incessantly.

Chapter 108 The Deal with Azazel

Azazel looked at the densely packed black-robed figures outside, yet she still seemed to be laughing. She even began to introduce them as if it were an important matter.

"Those are all magicians, right? Those are the legendary magicians 'Merlin Ambrose' who meticulously analyzed and recreated the demon magic system. Judging by their power, they are all mid-level demons."

Intermediate demons... there are so many of them?

These words made Kuroba's heart pound.

But he has no way and no time to be afraid now.

"What's with this ability? This must be Gaspar!"

Azazel glanced at the three armies suspended in mid-air outside the school building and couldn't help but sigh.

"Red-haired girl, your familiar power is quite terrifying. It seems that everyone in the school except for a few of us has been imprisoned by time. I suppose that girl was captured by a mage and forced to unleash the power of the forbidden hand?"

Forced catalysis—that doesn't sound like a good thing at all, does it?

"Wouldn't forcibly catalyze Gaspar's health be harmful?"

Azazel looked at Blackfeather as if he were an idiot.

"What do you say?"

Kuroba knew he had asked a stupid question, but he was so anxious and flustered that he couldn't stay calm.

Because he had promised Gaspar that no one would bully her, but now, looking at the area covered by this ability, Gaspar must be suffering a lot.

Thinking of this, Kuroba could no longer stay still and turned to run outside, but Azazel grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Is there even a question? Of course we're going to rescue Gaspar!"

Azazel glanced at Kuroba, then casually raised his hand towards the window. Kuroba saw countless spears of light appear in the sky outside, raining down like arrows on the densely packed mages.

Instantly, cries of agony filled the air. Even though the mages used defensive spells immediately, they were easily pierced and annihilated.

The ground was instantly covered with mutilated corpses, and a sea of ​​crimson blood stained the entire playground.

But before Black Feather could even marvel at Azazel's power, countless magic circles appeared in the sky, and one after another, figures in black robes with identical styles filed out to fill the empty spaces.

"See? If you charge out by yourself, how many waves can you take down? The enemy's forces are definitely not small. If you try to charge out by yourself, you'll probably just be throwing your life away."

Kuroba knew Azazel meant well, but he still asked unwillingly.

"Then can't we just fight our way out?"

"Sure... if you want the human world to descend into chaos."

One sentence was enough to shut up what Kuroba wanted to say.

The only way to get out is to open the barrier. Once the barrier is open, not only will Kuroba and his group be free, but the other side will also be free.

"We can't escape. The ones they've shown up so far are just small fry. I'm also a little curious about who the mastermind is. If we make a move, we might fall into their trap."

Azazel stopped teasing Kuroha and seriously expressed her thoughts.

"Indeed, as Azazel said, none of us can set off yet."

Sazex also spoke up, indicating his agreement with her statement.

"But...what about Gaspar? I can't just abandon her!"