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The Gamer's Guide to Freedom by The Dark Wolf Shiro
Anime X-overs & High School DxD/ハイスクールD×D Xover Rated: M, English, Supernatural & Fantasy, Words: 191k+, Favs: 5k+, Follows: 5k+, Published: Aug 19, 2020 Updated: Oct 2, 2021
2,363Chapter 8: Desperate Measures
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Pre-Chapter AN: I'm gonna piss some people off with this one.
The Gamers Guide to Freedom
Chapter 08: Desperate Measures
"Well, Boy? I thought you had wards to stop this from happening? Why is some psycho ghost bitch running around the house like she owns the place?" Izan asks as I look over the wardstone. "And why does she want me gone so much? The fuck did I do?"
"Grandfather... quick question, where did you get that school uniform." I ask, gesturing at his servant, making her tilt her head as I look over the Kuoh academy uniform she is wearing.
"It was in one of the rooms, and it was dusty as fuck so it's not like anyone was using it." Izan explains as I face palm.
Well, I know who the ghost is now for certain now. Rin Yamaoka, the murdered daughter whose old room Izan has claimed for his own... and whose clothes he dressed his sex toy in.
"But what's that got to do with- Oh." Izan deadpans. "Ahh. Well, she's still a fucking bitch."
"Hmm, I know how she's getting in by the way... the ward prevents spirits from physically passing through it, but she never is... she's simply returning from whichever afterlife she is supposed to be in within the wards, and when she leaves she isn't leaving the estate... she's leaving the mortal realm entirely and I don't have a ward to stop that." I admit making him frown.
"Me neither, never had to deal with ghosts before." Izan reluctantly admits.
"Hmm... but, it looks like she always reforms in the same place." I mumble, looking over the records of the detection ward. "Probably where she died, so I can do something about this. I just need to make a new spirit ward around the spot where she died and she should be trapped when she returns." I say, twisting the wards slightly, forming a small circle around a spot in the garden, just outside the master bedroom window.
"We should stick this bitch in a physical body and see how she likes being impaled." Izan grumbles as I work, making me roll my eyes. "I mean with our dicks. We should rape her."
"I got that, thank you."
I'm keeping Grayfia waiting, but she needs to learn that I do what I want. She's the servant here.
"Right, now your body. I think I can fix this mess." I say as I start gathering the severed limbs and chunks, moving them onto the bed.
"Can't I just go grab a human body? Being so small is fucking weird."
"No, because I find you being a goblin entertaining." I say as I start warping the dead flesh, I normally need to work with living flesh but all I really need to do is force some semblance of life into the cold body as I put it back together.
It's really not that hard to reattach a limb.
"You're an asshole." Izan comments as he watches me stick all the pieces back where they belong, closing the gaping wounds. "Can you at least make a few... tiny adjustments to this shitty body?"
"I'm not fleshcrafting your dick just because it's too small."
"Oi! It's not my dick. It's the goblins, mine was much bigger." Izan shouts making me chuckle.
"Mhmm, sure it was." I say condescendingly.
"Call Levi, she'll tell you."
"I am not calling one of the original Satans just so you can try and prove you had a big dick." I deadpan as I put the finishing touches to the corpse, before frowning.
It is back in one piece, more or less... but Izan can't possess a corpse, and there is no real semblance of life in the body.
How hard can it really be to bring a body back to life? It's not like I have to bring the goblin back, I just need an empty shell to stick Izan in.
Focusing, I move my magic through the small body and into its internal organs, slowly starting them up again as the heart starts to beat.
The problem is that without a working brain, it will stop the moment I stop manually forcing his organs to work, but I can fix that.
Probably.
"Oi, get in the goblin." I order, making Izan scowl even as he flies into his body. "Right, I'm going to stop and there is a small chance you're gonna die from organ failure immediately, so... good luck?"
"Wait, what?" Izan asks as I pull my magic back from him, making him shoot up in a panic.
"Huh, you're actually alive? Damn I'm good." I say with a smirk even as he stares at me.
"So... about that dick upgrade?"
"I'm leaving. Next time try not pissing off angry spirits by fucking someone in her bed... and in her clothes." I advise with a sigh.
"Oh fuck that, I'm not leaving this room until every outfit the bitch had is covered in goblin cum."
"...if you die again, I'm not giving you a body."
- Grayfia -
Standing in Kuro's office, she forced down her anger as she watched the clock slowly tick away/
She knew what Kuro was doing, keeping her waiting for him like this... she had seen Sirzechs do the exact same thing as he made people wait outside his office unnecessarily.
It didn't make it piss her off any less to be made to wait for him to deign to give her, and a message from two fucking Satans, some of his time.
As the door finally opened, she turned her glare to the source of all her recent troubles as he walked in, yawning slightly as he carried a wrapped package under his arm.
Moving to his desk, he sat down and put the package on the desk in front of him.
"Right, pass me the letter." Kuro ordered as he held his hand out, taking the letter and opening it quickly.
This kind of letter was the type that needed to be carefully read through, it wasn't every day that a Satan deemed to send a Lord a letter after all.
Watching him clearly skim it, she forced down her instinctive reaction.
"Ugh, this is a pain in the ass." Kuro groaned putting the letter down and sighing. "And it is your fault."
"...and why would that be." Grayfia asked, gritting her teeth.
"Ajuka Beelzebub wants to use my ability to summon spirits to find out more about the afterlife for beings like us, something he only knows about thanks to you barging in." Kuro explained as he leaned back.
"Surely you can understand his concern? It has been common knowledge for as long as Devils have existed that there is nothing waiting for us after death, to have that common conception suddenly changed could cause... a considerable amount of unrest. No one wants to think about their family and friends suffering, let alone that they will be doing the same should they perish." Grayfia said quickly, even knowing she was lying.
Ajuka was very much a scientist, and he wouldn't be able to stand not knowing.
She highly doubted Ajuka actually cared about the fates of dead devils.
"Oh, I get that... he's even promised 'suitable payment for my time and skills' but it's still a pain in the ass, having three Satans paying attention to me isn't my idea of a good time. Apparently you know where his main lab in the capital city is? He wants me to send my reply through you, and have you guide me there should I accept." Kuro said glancing at the letter.
"I do, My King and Satan Beelzebub are close allies and I have been there often enough over the years, it's a rare honour to be invited to his personal lab." Grayfia admitted making Kuro shrug.
"Eh, it's still a pain." Kuro drawled. "I'll think about it but I have more important things to deal with right now." Kuro deadpanned making her stare at him in disbelief.
A Satan was waiting for a reply... and he had more important things to deal with.
"What could you possibly be more important?" Grayfia scoffed, making him smirk.
"Making sure certain unruly maids are doing as they were told... you do remember what I said before, don't you? I think it is time to check that you actually listened." Kuro said with a smirk as his eyes moved down to her body.
Freezing, she remembered exactly what he was talking about.
He told her to either wear 'sexy' underwear or don't wear underwear at all.
A command she had ignored as she deemed it foolish, she did have sexy underwear of course, but they were saved for special occasions, and she had no desire to go naked beneath her maid uniform on his orders.
"Well? Lose the uniform, I'm sure you weren't dumb enough to not listen to me after all." Kuro drawled, staring at her for a moment as she stared back, her hands unmoving. "Grayfia, I gave you an order... lose the uniform, Now." Kuro ordered, his voice cold as he stared her down.
Moving slowly, she unbuttoned her uniform robotically as she glared at him, her corset and shirt coming off to Kuro's amusement as he tutted at her, her plain black bra clearly not meeting his standards as he shook his head.
Her skirt fell next, and as he looked over the plain black matching underwear, he shook his head condescendingly.
"Do you perhaps not understand the meaning of the word 'sexy', Grayfia? Or is this what gets your Kings engine running?" Kuro asked mockingly as he stood up, walking around his desk.
As he walked up to her, she bit down her scathing response.
"Well, I asked you a question? Do you not remember why you are here? When I tell you to do something, I expect it done, especially something as simple as this. Or would you rather I send you back to your king a failure, unable to follow simple commands. Then you can explain to Sirzechs, Serafall and Ajuka why I went back to my castle, that you were so stubborn or just plain stupid to do as you were told." Kuro said coldly as she felt her heart skip a beat in panic.
"I... I apologise, my lord. I didn't bring any of my... sexy underwear here, when I next head home I can get my-" Grayfia said quickly, using the first excuse that came to mind.
"No, it's too late for that I think. You had your options and you clearly didn't listen..." Kuro said as he stopped right in front of her. "Lose the bra, now."
She didn't know if he'd really leave Kuoh over such a stupid thing... but she found herself unwilling to test him as she reached back and quickly unclipped her bra, letting it drop as her breasts bounced free, making Kuro smile as his eyes lingered on her milky-white tits.
"From now on, unless I specifically say otherwise I don't want you wearing underwear, is that clear?" Kuro asked, reaching forwards and grasping one of her breasts roughly, squeezing it.
Unable to stop herself from scowling, she forced herself to remain perfectly still as this brat molested her naked chest, his fingers digging into her supple flesh as he squeezed and groped.
"...it is." Grayfia bit out as he let go of her chest.
"Good." Kuro said simply as he took her arm and pulled her towards his desk. He was surprisingly strong for a young devil, but she could have easily resisted.
If she had such a choice.
Instead, she had to let the boy manipulate her body as he bent her over, her breasts pressing against the cold wood.
Looking back, she gave him a warning glare as he stood right behind her, his covered crotch pressing against her ass, his erection brushing against her as his jeans tried to restrain it, before he took a step back.
Smirking at her, even as she glared at him, he gripped the back of her panties and simply... pulled, the regular cloth tearing at his supernatural strength, her panties ripped away leaving her ass and pussy exposed as he tossed them to the side.
"Do you think I'm stupid Grayfia? Do you honestly think I don't know that Sirzechs sent you here to keep an eye on me? I'm willing to bet he told you to try and make sure I accepted the offer from Ajuka... and I'm also willing to bet you've already been home and deliberately brought your most boring underwear to spite me, these aren't the same ones you were wearing before after all... and I doubt you found any in your... sizes around here." Kuro drawled, his hand resting on her ass, pulling back to spank her slightly as she stayed silent, even as his fingers started to move closer to her core, brushing against her lower lips. "You're a prideful stuck-up bitch, but tell me something Grayfia... do you feel prideful now, bent over my desk?"
"I.. no, my lord." Grayfia practically spat out.
"And let me ask you something else... lets say, hypothetically, I decided to go to Sirzechs and complain about your disobedience, saying that I wanted to fuck you to put you in your place... what do you think your beloved husband and king would say in response? Would he defend your honour, or do you think he'd order you to get on your back and spread your legs?" Kuro asked as he undid his belt with his free hand, his fingers sliding along her slit as it slowly grew wet to his touch.
As his jeans and boxers fell, she stared back at him with growing panic. She couldn't push him away, she couldn't attack him... and his shaft was resting on her buttocks.
"No answer? Or do you just not want to say it out loud, because we both know the answer to that question already." Kuro said, gripping his shaft and slapping it against her ass a couple of times as he brought his other hand up, looking at the slightly sticky liquid covering his fingers with a smirk, licking them clean before he leaned over her, whispering into her ear. "You can call yourself a maid, a wife... even a queen, but right now? You're a whore, being pimped out for the good of your king and our people. Remember that when you are feeling prideful, when you are looking down on me... because for all your power, I could take you here and now and we both know you'd have no choice but to spread your legs and think of the underworld." Kuro whispered into her ear, his shaft caught between her buttocks as he grinded against her, his length rubbing against her wet pussy.
Holding back a moan as he grinded into her, she stared back silently, unable to refute his words.
"So, I want you to apologise for looking down on me, and promise to be a good girl from now on... and if I think you are being sincere, we can forget about all this and move on... and if not? Your lower lips can do the apologising for you instead." Kuro said teasingly, pulling back slightly as the tip of his shaft pressed against her pussy. "That's fair, isn't it? I know you don't want this, and as the kind lord that I am, I'm giving you a chance to get out of it, or would you rather I call your king and ask permission to fuck you over my desk, I do have his number after all."
Staring at him, she thought about what best to say. She was never one of the devils that excelled at silver-tongued words, but as she felt the head of his dick started to push forwards slightly, spreading her pussy open she realised she'd never had this kind of incentive before.
"T-that won't be necessary, my lord... I truly apologise for my actions and disrespectful attitude, my king is far more... tolerant of my attitude and I am too used to serving him. I swear I will reign in my arrogance in the future." Grayfia said quickly, her mind focused on the dick pressing against her entrance.
"And..." Kuro said teasingly as he smiled as her, groping her ass slightly.
"And... and I promise to be more obedient, to take your orders more seriously." she continued, seeing his eyebrow raise slightly, his dick pushing forwards barely half an inch making her eyes widen. "And I promise to be a... Good Girl from now on." she said quietly, making him chuckle, shame filling her body even as he pulled back, his shaft moving away from her exposed cunt.
"There, was that so hard?" Kuro asked as he stepped away from her, smiling at her almost kindly. "Just remember, I might not be the best person to be stuck serving... but I could be far worse if I was more like my honoured grandfather."
Rising from the desk, she turned around to face him, using her arms to cover her exposed privates as he smirked.
"I... understand, thank you." Grayfia said quietly, thrown off by the treatment she was receiving. She wasn't lying, Sirzechs basically let her do whatever she wanted for the most part, and no one would treat the wife of a Satan so degradingly.
She ruthlessly ignored the trail of arousal leaking down her leg as Kuro smirked at her.
"Now, that package I brought... I want you to open it, it's for you after all." Kuro drawled, his eyes looking over her naked body.
Turning around again, she reached for the package quickly even as she felt his eyes on her backside, tearing it open to reveal a black cloth.
Lifting it out of the packaging, she felt her heart drop as she looked over the outfit in her hands, she forced herself not to break her word already and glare at the grinning Kuro as she turned it over in her hands.
It was... similar to her own outfit, the dark blue replaced with black... and eighty percent of the material was removed.
"Is there a problem? If you'd prefer you can simply not wear it...or anything else." Kuro offered easily as she sighed.
Her new motto of 'It could be worse' repeated in her head as she pulled the incredibly tight maid dress over her head, struggling to fit in the small outfit as she pulled it down.
Despite her best efforts, her breasts were practically bursting from the low cut dress, and no matter how she pulled it down it barely covered her ass, her lack of underwear clear to see for anyone paying attention.
"There we go, that other uniform covers far too much of your sexy body and I just couldn't stand it." Kuro said approvingly as he walked forwards, placing his hand on her exposed thigh and sliding it up, not quite enough to reach her still wet core. "It suits you, far more than that boring outfit you usually wear." Kuro said appreciatively.
"...thank you, my lord." Grayfia said, trying to sound sincere even as he stroked her leg and thigh, smiling at her Kuro leaned forwards slowly, his face approaching hers.
It could be worse, and knowing that she did nothing to avoid the kiss as their lips connected, his tongue immediately demanding entrance to her mouth as her lips reluctantly parted.
The kiss was rough, domineering, as Kuro's tongue dominated her own, her unwillingness to truly return the kiss allowing him to violate her mouth, the taste of berries on his tongue.
Probably one he'd stolen from his familiar, he liked teasing the lazy Phoenix from what she had seen.
Breaking the kiss, he squeezed her thigh and took a step back, smiling at her.
"Well, since you've been such a good girl I suppose I can give you what you want... tell Ajuka I accept, at the very least I'll hear him out other what he wants me to do... and what he is offering in return in person. I have something to take care off now anyway." Kuro said, glancing down at his erection. "Unless you'd prefer to help~"
"...I will deliver you message immediately." Grayfia said quickly, backing away as he chuckled.
Right after she changed outfits, she wasn't meeting her husbands co-worker dressed like some slut.
"You do that." Kuro drawled as he watched her form a magical circle, chuckling. "Also, if you manage to find some underwear that you think I'll find more sexy that having you wear nothing beneath your new uniform, I'd be happy to reconsider my order." Kuro added as she left.
...Although, as she arrived back at her home in the underworld she paused. Perhaps not... just yet.
- Sirzechs -
Sitting at his desk, he worked away at his seemingly endless paperwork with a bored smile.
Most of the Underworld thought the Satans spent their time in epic battles and fierce negotiations, but most of the job was simply... paperwork.
Falbium had chosen his entire Peerage around people who would be able to do his paperwork for him, despising it more than anything else in existence. Ajuka just refused to waste his time doing it himself, claiming he was too busy with his projects and it was for the good of the Underworld that he push it all onto his many, many assistants.
He had no such excuses and his Peerage, as powerful as they may be, were not suited for the toils of paperwork, as amusing as making them attempt to tackle the mountains of forms could be.
So he spent much of his time at his desk, dealing with the endless problems among his kind.
As Grayfia's magical signature approached, he put the finishing touches on a form and filed it away, waiting for his wife to reach his door.
Entering without knocking, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow seeing her new... uniform, the incredibly short skirt failing to hide her pussy as she marched towards him, her breasts almost bursting from the top as she walked.
Spotting the slight trail of arousal down her inner thigh, he raised an eyebrow at her as she stopped in front of his desk.
"Lord Dantalion has agreed to meet with Ajuka, if only to listen to his request in person." Grayfia said, her tone clipped as she stared him down.
"Ahh, good. Ajuka will be able to convince him, I'm sure." Sirzechs said calmly, not mentioning the incredibly revealing outfit his prideful wife had clearly been forced into.
"That's it? You have nothing else to say?" Grayfia asked, narrowing her eyes as she gestured at her outfit. "You do remember that I am your wife, correct?!" she half-snarled, clearly letting out the pent up anger she couldn't unleash on Kuro.
"Of course I do, but tell me, what would change if I got offended? This is a necessary sacrifice, something you already knew." Sirzechs said logically making her scowl at him. "I could mention your new uniform, or the arousal leaking down your thigh, but what would it change?" Sirzechs asked, staring at Grayfia. "Would you like me to compliment you, to say you look sexy? You do of course, but that's not what you want to hear, you want me to get angry on your behalf, to get offended at Kuro dressing up my wife like some doll, to ask what he has done to you and take offence to the answer." Sirzechs said bluntly. "I do dislike this entire situation, but getting angry will solve nothing, especially given that I will likely have to deal with Kuro on a regular basis, and losing my temper at him could be disastrous." Sirzechs explained as she scowled. "I don't want the details of what you have had to do because I don't want to hear of my wife serving another man."
"I... I understand." Grayfia said, her anger punctured and deflating, before she looked at him hesitantly. "I... have a question. If Kuro requested your permission to... fuck me, would you give it him?" Grayfia asked as she looked at him.
Pausing, he thought about his answer for a moment before looking back at her.
"I would, frankly I'm surprised he hasn't yet. He has more control than most young devils I know." Sirzechs admitted as she almost flinched back.
Grayfia would know if he lied, and she knew him well enough to know that he'd put the long term good of the Underworld over the temporary shame of his wife.
"I see. I am going to get changed and deliver his reply to Ajuka, if you'll excuse me." Grayfia said quickly, storming out of the room as he sighed, returning to his paperwork.
They were Devils, and even years were nothing in comparison to their immense lifespan, and his wife spending a few weeks, even months serving another man was nothing in the long run.
Always the long run, always playing the long game. It was the curse and duty of a Satan.
Working away, he sighed again as he felt another magical signature appear in his home, headed his way quickly.
Putting his paperwork away, he moved to the couch in his office and waited for the knock, immediately calling Rias in.
"Rias-tan! What brings you to me? Did you miss your big brother?!" Sirzechs said, his voice cheerful and childish as he leapt forwards and wrapped her in a tight hug.
"Ah, of course Onii-sama." Rias said awkwardly as he internally sighed. One day he was going to have a long talk with Okita about the nonsense she got Rias into.
Letting her go, he sat down even as he waited for what he knew was coming. Rias certainly wouldn't make the trip back to the Underworld because she was missing him and that tone meant only one thing, she wanted him to do something.
"So, what brings you all this way." he asked as he sat down on the couch again, her quickly joining him. "We both know you want something." he teased, watching her face grow red at being called out so quickly.
"I... Fathe- Lord Gremory has sent word, apparently he's grown tired of my attempts to get out of my engagement. He's set up the rating game far earlier than expected, in two weeks..." Rias started making him narrow his eyes.
His father was up to... something, and he honestly didn't know what.
The contract had originally been almost completely in Rias's favour, as expected due to Rias being an Heiress and Riser being a third son, but at some point in the past couple of years he had renegotiated the contract heavily, making it far more in Riser's favour.
If he didn't know any better, he'd believe their father was trying to get rid of Rias as Heiress and replace him with Millicas. Millicas had demonstrated the aptitude to use the Power of Destruction a couple of years ago, even if he was too young to really use it.
"Rias-tan, you know I can't interfere. Father would complain to the other Satans and get your big brother in trouble!" Sirzechs whined making her shake her head.
"I... I know, but I don't stand a chance, especially with Kiba being taken away for punishment, Father has put his foot down and decided that Kiba won't be participating due to his lack of self-control." Rias complained making him narrow his eyes. "I can't beat Riser with half a Peerage."
She wouldn't be able to beat Riser with her entire Peerage, he was certain of that. They were under-trained, inexperienced, and they just weren't ready thanks to their slacking off and refusal to deal with their issues, or for Rias to even admit those issues existed.
But to make Rias fight with her Bishop and Knight taken from her? That wasn't a last chance, it was an insult. Riser could likely beat Rias, Koneko and Akeno alone, he may not like boy but he wouldn't deny his power.
With Akeno unwilling to use her Holy magic and Koneko terrified of her heritage, they simply wouldn't be able to overwhelm his regeneration.
"I see." Sirzechs said, his cheery voice gone as he thought.
What in the hell was his father playing at?
"But... surely you could make him give me Kiba back, even if it's just for the Rating Game, and have Gasper unsealed, just for a day." Rias said quickly, on the border of begging as she grasped his arm.
"I... Gasper is dangerous, especially with his utter inability to control his powers and his fear of... well, everything. Letting him participate would be just as likely to cause catastrophe as it would be to help you, something you know far too well." Sirzechs said making Rias pout sadly. "I told you, alongside many others, that you needed to help your Peerage come to terms with their issues, and you always ignored us."
"B-but... Gasper is happy in his room, it would have been cruel to force him out." Rias defended weakly making him shake his head. "W-well, what about Kiba? He's fine as long as Excalibur isn't involved, surely you can get him released from his house arrest early." she begged him, his heartstrings tugging as she stared up at him with tearful blue eyes.
"Rias, Kiba almost attacked a new Lord, if he had actually tried before you and Akeno stopped him even I wouldn't have been able to save him. It isn't Father keeping Kiba down here, it's Serafall Leviathan. She was furious to hear that Kiba had confronted Kuro, her pet project. I- Freeing Kiba would cause problems with far more than just Father." he said, hating how powerless he seemed to be.
Ironic considering his immense power.
"Please, Onii-sama... I-I can't spend my life trapped with that man, he's a pig." Rias begged, hugging his arm as he sighed. "An arrogant beast."
Riser really wasn't that bad compared to many devils, he could be Diodora after all. He was a lazy and lustful devil who spent most of his time with his harem, something that was unlikely to change even if he was married to Rias.
But Rias would never hear that, she hated Riser with a passion and had convinced herself that he was quite literally the worst possible husband, and Rias could be incredibly stubborn when she set her mind to something.
"Rias, even with Kiba you realise that you would find beating Riser... difficult, he has a full Peerage and has plenty of experience in Rating Games himself." Sirzechs said gently, making her tremble as tears started to fall.
"B-but... there has to be a way." Rias said quietly, making him sigh. Rias was used to everything going her way, and this engagement was the first hurdle she hadn't been able to bat her eyes at him and their parents to make go away. Even her Peerage had even been given to her, or she had simply stumbled across.
The Gremory family power was simply luck, but it was a lost art. The original Gremory was said to be able to manipulate the luck of those around them, cursing their foes with bad luck and blessing themselves with the greatest of luck, but it was an art that no-one else had managed to master since.
Instead, Gremory's just tended to be very, very lucky... and occasionally, bad luck inflicted those who wronged them, and Rias had clearly been enjoying good luck as she stumbled across people with immense potential (in places she had no reason to be at that), but with luck carrying her through life she had grown lazy and unwilling to try and do anything herself, used to the world giving her whatever she wanted without her trying.
He had a theory on why her luck abandoned her in this engagement... his father was just as lucky as Rias, clearly as he had managed to score the former Bael Heiress as his wife (adding the Power of Destruction to his own line) and now that he was pushing for this marriage his luck was counteracting Rias's, and any time she was trying something that could interfere with the marriage, her luck failed her and she had to get by with skill alone.
But she was simply too used to not having to try, and without her luck to help her she was failing. It wasn't that she was stupid, she was actually rather intelligent... but she was inexperienced and too lazy to work on fixing that.
There was another reason he hadn't helped Rias escape directly, even with the problems it would cause with the Phenex family and his own... Falbium.
His fellow Satan had, in his own lazy way, made it clear that he would support the marriage if he attempted to break it, and for the simplest of reasons. Falbium didn't give a damn about Riser, Rias, he certainly didn't care about the alliance between the families. He did however care about the Phenex Tears, and the Lords Gremory and Phenex had predicted that he may be talked into helping Rias due to his siscon ways.
So they found a way around him, offering Falbium a large supply of Phenex Tears for his support in preventing him from interfering. Falbium was in charge of all military affairs and such things were worth more than liquid gold, that combined with him and Falbium not being particularly close made agreeing an easy thing for the Satan Asmodeus.
He'd be going against another Satan by interfering directly, and two Satans being at each others throats was something their kind couldn't risk. It was a fantastic move on his father and Lord Phenex's part, but it made things very uncomfortable for him.
"I'm sure there is, there is always a way Rias, you shouldn't give in to despair." Sirzechs said encouragingly.
And he could even see one of them... Kuro. His father had an almost... obsession with adding new bloodline powers into the family to make up for the Gremory's magic being almost unusable, and Kuro... Kuro had at least two.
He may even have the Leviathan power, Sea Serpent of the End though he didn't know how they would even attempt to find out if he did as the Leviathan's were understandably reluctant to share that information, especially given that Katerea didn't seem to possess it herself despite calling herself the True Satan Leviathan.
He remembered Tsufaame Leviathan using it to create an oceans worth of water, wiping out hundreds of devils with weapons made of water shaper than any metal before Ajuka took her down.
If Katerea actually had that power, she wouldn't have been able to stop herself from showing it off, it was the kind of person she was.
But the point stood, a relationship between Kuro and Rias could possibly lead to Gremory's with the ability to summon souls, create wards or control the seas depending on the contract formed, and that was far more tempting that just getting the regeneration.
There was no law preventing multiple marriages, even if it was rare. It's not like they gave a damn about the sanctity of marriage, they were fucking Devils after all.
Plus, with Serafall lurking over his shoulder, his father wouldn't risk trying to interfere if it was Kuro getting involved in the marriage, not knowing that he'd have not one, but two Satans to contend with (and possibly three if the experiment went well, Ajuka didn't care about the marriage but he wouldn't mind joining him and Serafall if it let him keep experimenting with the afterlife.)
Kuro was one of the best ways to deal with the marriage and only insult the Phenex clan in the process.
"I don't see how... Father stops me at every turn." Rias said sadly before she looked up at him with a strange look. Moving, she shifted from sitting next to him, cuddling into his side, and sat in his lap, staring him in the eyes seriously, their faces uncomfortably close. "Please, you're a Satan... The Satan, Lucifer himself... there has to be something you can do to help..." Rias begged, her breasts pressing against his chest.
"Rias... I've told you..." Sirzechs started as she shook her head, pressing down in his lap, her ass resting on his slowly hardening crotch. She could feel his growing erection, there was no way she couldn't... but she simply pressed down against him harder.
"I... I'm out of ideas, I kept waiting for a solution but I'm out of time. I can't do this." Rias said simply, her tone defeated and depressed. "I would do anything to escape Riser, to get out of this marriage... and I mean exactly that." Rias said as she started to grind her ass into him, his eyes wide in shock. "Don't look so surprised, I'm a Devil... I know lust when I see it, I've seen it in the boys around Kuoh, in Riser's eyes when he looks at me... and in your eyes even when you do your silly act."
"Rias... I..." Sirzechs said quickly, guilt filling him as he found himself unable to push her away. Devils... are sinful, depraved creatures, and every devil had their own sins and desires.
No matter how much they may want them to go away at times.
Reaching down, Rias gripped the bottom of her shirt, slowly lifting it up and exposing her pearly white stomach as he was frozen in place, his lust from seeing Grayfia in such a tiny outfit eclipsed as she pulled it over her chest, leaving her clad in only a silky red bra that was barely managing to restrain her own considerable chest.
Large breasts ran in the family, people only had to give their mother a single look to realise that, but while Venelana had some of the biggest breasts in the Underworld, Rias's seemed... just the perfect size.
"Tell me I'm wrong." Rias said simply, her tone still almost broken as she stared at him.
Despite his best attempt, his words failed to leave his mouth as he stared at his little sisters large bra-clad bosom, making her sigh even as she reached down and unzipping her skirt, throwing it behind her.
"Say you'll help me, please... and I'll give you what you want." Rias offered, taking one of his hands and moving it to her chest, his fingers immediately gripping around the soft flesh. Even as lustful as he was, he couldn't miss the grimace on her face as he groped her tit.
"Rias, you can't... we can't..." Sirzechs said quickly, his tone panicked as he felt his self-control slipping as she ground her panty-clad ass against his covered dick.
"We can. Grayfia is away and she's staying in Kuoh right now, Millicas is with mother... No one is due back, are they?" Rias asked, taking his silence as an answer. "No one would know but us, you can just say you changed your mind... everyone thinks you're eccentric anyway, this can be our secret. Just a back-room deal." Rias said quietly, reaching back and unclipping her bra.
Watching in silence, he felt his erection pulse with need as she tossed her bra aside, two perfect pink nipples topping her large white breasts as they bounced free.
Unable to stop himself, he reached forwards and grasped one of her breasts in his hand, his thumb brushing against the soft nipple.
"Say you'll help me... please..." Rias started again, his mind ensnared by the jiggle of her breasts as she reached down, undoing his belt.
He should stop this... he should have stopped this ages ago... and as she undid his trouser buttons and reached into his boxers, he hissed in pleasure as she grasped his length, extracting it from its confines as her slender fingers wrapped around it.
In the back of his mind, an alert pinged, from the spell he had placed on her to make sure she didn't try and get out of her marriage by sleeping with someone (something that wouldn't even work as the contract didn't mention virginity). He was just glad he had decided to cast the spell himself instead of having Grayfia do it.
"Please... I'm begging you, brother... promise you'll help me and I'll do anything." Rias pleaded, her tone cracking as she moved back off his lap, falling to her knees between his leg, one hand still holding his shaft as the other pulled his trousers down further. "And I'll be yours for the night, several nights if I have to... it'd be better than a lifetime with Riser. Anything would be."
"Rias... I..." Sirzechs said breathily as she stroked his cock, watching as she let go for a second, grasping her breasts and moving them to either side of his shaft, engulfing his dick in her unnaturally soft tits.
Everything about this was wrong, but as she started to move, massaging his throbbing shaft with her breasts, all he could do was lean back and groan.
In truth, he and Grayfia didn't have the most active of sex lives, simply due to how busy the life of a Satan was. She would occasionally slide under his desk and pleasure him while he was doing his paperwork, but it was a rare thing for the prideful woman to do and usually required her to be in an exceptionally good mood, beyond that they simply had the occasion night together, once or twice a month at the most.
Seeing his wife in such a slutty outfit brought his lusts to the surface, she was usually so... resistant to wearing anything she deemed fetish wear, but he knew better than to attempt to convince her into sex while she was so pissed off with him, and he was left unsatisfied...
That lust made clearing his mind so much harder to do as his own baby sister willingly pleasured him, after years of watching his adorable little sister grow into one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.
- Rias -
She had failed, in truth she could admit to herself that it was mostly her fault at this point. Receiving a letter from home informing her of her upcoming rating game, not even a month away, and the demand that once she lost, she would give up her silly games and marry Riser immediately had forced a cold realisation to wash over her.
She didn't stand a chance.
Her Peerage weren't ready, two of them were unavailable and her father was refusing to let her have them back, and no matter how much faith she had in Akeno and Koneko... the three of them alone wouldn't stand a chance against a full experienced Peerage.
She had been waiting for a miracle to save her, and it never came.
Sure, she was fairly certain that at least one person in Kuoh Academy had a Sacred Gear, but even if she turned them immediately she had no idea what their Gear even was, nor would she have time to train a new devil to be of any use.
Sona couldn't help her by order of Lord Sitri, and the only other devil she even knew likely disliked her due to her knight almost attacking him. Lord Dantalion could have possibly helped her, instead she had messed up and underestimated Kiba's hatred of the Excalibur's... or perhaps his loyalty towards her.
Even if Kuro didn't hate her, he had no reason to help her and he was clearly immensely busy himself with all the attention on him, he had bigger things to worry about and she didn't have the time to earn his trust and assistance. She knew nothing about him, and didn't have time to investigate him and work out what made him tick, how to get into his good graces.
Nor did she know if he even could help her.
She had a matter of days before she was to face an older, more experienced and more powerful devil in a Rating Game that would decide her fate for the rest of her life. If she lost, once she lost, she'd be under Riser's thrall for centuries, as would her Peerage.
Riser disliked Akeno for her habit of subtly insulting him, and soon Akeno would be forced to obey whatever order Riser gave her, as would little Koneko... all because she had utterly failed to find a way out.
If it was just her at risk, perhaps she wouldn't be so desperate... but her Peerage was her family, and her family was in danger of a lifetime of servitude to a man who treated his own Peerage like sex-toys.
Her father had clearly grown tired of her constant attempts to escape as he changed the contract heavily, something she found out by pure chance when she took it out of the family records to look for loopholes.
Riser would get control of her Peerage, she would have to leave Kuoh and move into the Phenex estate, she would be... contractually obligated to attempt to reproduce with her husband on a regular basis, she was expected to act the part of the housewife. She wouldn't be her own woman any more, simply the pet of Riser Phenex, there to spread her legs at his command.
She didn't see what her father was getting out of all this, but it wouldn't help her even if she knew. He was set in his ways, unwilling to change his mind no matter how she begged and pleaded.
But even in her despair she realised she had one last card to play, one that she had written off as a final resort, one she thought she'd never had to play.
Her big brothers not-so-hidden lusts for her.
She'd seen it in his eyes for... years, from almost as soon as she hit puberty the way Sirzechs treated her changed, the way he looked at her when he thought she wasn't paying attention.
She knew lust, she saw it in Riser's eyes even when he pretended to be the perfect gentleman, the lingering way his eyes roamed her curves and the hunger as he fantasised over what he would do to her when he had the chance.
She saw it in her fellow students as she walked around, in the the gazes of the teachers, asking her to hand out worksheets so they could watch her ass as she walked away from her desk, even in the eyes of random strangers in Kuoh as she explored her city.
It was the same hunger in Sirzechs eyes whenever she met with him without Grayfia hovering over his shoulder, and as her pleading for him to help her as her big brother failed, she turned to her last option.
To gain his assistance by any means necessary, no matter what it meant.
A part of her had hoped that he would shut her down immediately when she came here, ready to offer him the only thing she had left to give.
If he truly loved her as a brother, he'd have pushed her out of his lap, stopped her from removing her shirt... instead he had sat there, enraptured even as he let out his weak and utterly half-hearted protests.
Staring forwards as she put her bountiful chest to use, she closed her eyes and forced down her disgust as she bounced up and down, her brothers cock trapped between her cleavage.
Their loving sibling relationship was over, from tonight she'd never be able to look up at him as her beloved elder sibling, that bridge was burnt when he abandoned her to her fate, unwilling to help until she whored herself out to him.
That was what she was doing after all, what she was now... a whore. Selling her body, even if it was not for money. This wasn't a decision she made lightly, but with her lifetime of enslavement drawing ever closer she made a decision.
A single night of degradation and utter shame was better than a lifetime of it, even if she would have to live with the fact that she gave herself to her own brother for the rest of her life.
She'd considered using her body to gain the assistance of a patron, someone who could help her out, it would have been far less disgusting if it wasn't her own flesh and blood thrusting between her breasts after all... but she knew her brother had a spell cast on her to monitor her actions and ensure she remained pure for her wedding night. Her father lacked the skill to cast it himself after all.
Clear proof of her brothers hypocrisy as he enjoyed tainting that purity himself, his stern warnings not to lower herself to such means to escape Riser vanished and replaced with moans and grunts.
This was distasteful, a night she'd be unable to forget no matter how hard she tried for a long time, but it would give her the freedom she so longed for, that she swore to attain by any means.
The best case scenario now was Sirzechs being satisfied with just her hand and breasts, perhaps her mouth if it came to it and finishing quickly, giving her the help he should have done years ago.
If he wasn't satisfied so easily, she'd have to go further and give him something she would never be able to replace, spreading her legs and letting him claim her virginity... the mere thought made her shudder but she reminded herself that it was better than Riser taking hers, Akeno's and Koneko's.
She was prepared to make such a sacrifice if she had no other choice.
There was also the chance that he would be unsatisfied with a single night, as horrifying as the idea seemed. Devils were greedy and if he decided she would warm his bed again, she would have little choice but to accept.
What could she do to avoid it? Expose their deal? Tell the underworld that the Heiress of the Gremory family spread her legs for her own brother to escape a marriage, she'd ruin her reputation forever. Tell Grayfia that she fucked her husband? Grayfia would no doubt blame her without a second thought. Tell her family, who wanted this marriage to go through? They'd turn on her in seconds.
Even if she got Sirzechs into trouble, she'd doom herself in the process.
But desperation was a dangerous thing, and when her choices were Sirzechs now or Riser forever, Sirzechs won out. Barely.
"Fuck... Rias..." Sirzechs groaned as his hand rested on her head, guiding her head down towards where his shaft was poking out of her cleavage.
Feeling her tears trail down her cheeks, she reminded herself that this was the last option she had available.
- Sirzechs -
Feeling his balls churn, he groaned out loud, unable to hold back any more as he hit his climax. He was hoping to feel her lips around his cock to be honest, but her breasts were simply too pleasurable to last after his dry streak.
As his cock twitched, cum burst forth and hit Rias's face, making her jolt back violently, avoiding the rest as it got caught between her tits, the white cream leaking out of her cleavage as she backed away, his still hard dick free from its confines, standing proudly as he surveyed his work while Rias stood up, her eyes closed and her face covered in his seed.
Grayfia always used a tissue to catch his cum when she went pleasured him, it was either inside her pussy or into a tissue with her, unwilling to make a mess, and only now did he realise how arousing it was to see a girl wearing his cum.
As she wiped at her cheeks with her hands, he frowned slightly before he realised something... with her cheeks clean of his seed, he could more clearly see the tears falling down them.
The humans had something they called post-nut clarity, something that always amused him to hear about as so many humans had signed their souls away after rolling off some seductive devil in the past.
Watching his sister shake in visible revolt, tears rolling down her cheeks as she stared at his cum covering her tits with shame and disgust he suddenly understood the concept better than ever before, his raging lust momentarily satiated giving way to the cold realisation of what was happening here.
His precious little sister was so desperate to escape her marriage that she thought the only chance she had was to offer her body to her powerful older brother to get his help... and he, so horny and sick of hiding his desire, accepted and took advantage of her at her most vulnerable.
He'd been so focused on her body, on the feeling of her pleasuring him... he'd ignored the empty, robotic way she was speaking, the shudders of disgust as he touched her...
And the worst part was that even as the guilt and self-loathing built up, he could still feel the lust stirring within him, Rias's breast jiggling enticingly as she wiped his cum off them.
He was scum, for all his talk of being better than the original Lucifer, all it took was Rias showing some skin for him to toss that aside and put his owns wants and desires above everything else.
His position, by agreeing (even non-verbally) to abuse his position to free her. His marriage, by allowing this to happen. His morals, by not stopping this the moment it started. His family, by cumming all over his sisters face and tits.
Rias may have started this, but with his unwanted clarity he could see her thought process, their father had put her in an unwinnable position and Rias would do anything to escape it... no matter his distasteful she found it.
"W-was that enough, Sirzechs?" Rias asked, staring at him with hesitation and worry as her eyes flickered to his still-erect shaft. Sirzechs, not brother or Onii-sama.
His mind racing, he failed to reply as he sunk into self-loathing, causing Rias to sigh deeply, a choked sob slipping out as she reached down, hooking her fingers into her lacy panties.
Pulling them down, Rias stepped out of them slowly, his mouth growing dry as his eyes locked onto the tiny pink slit topped by the smallest tuft of red hair.
"I... I understand, if that's what it will take..." Rias mumbled, turning around and walking to his desk, her voluptuous ass shaking as she moved before she reached it, bending over the desk, her legs parting. "J-just... get it other with, if this is what you want for you help just take it already." Rias begged, sobs stuttering her speech as she faced forwards, probably trying to forget who it was behind her, whose shaft was throbbing with need as he stared at her exposed, and completely dry, pussy.
To him, it was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen, but to her? This was an incredibly unpleasant situation she just wanted over and done with, something to endure.
And yet, as he stared at her he had to fight with himself not to move forwards and take exactly what she was offering.
"R-Rias, stand up." Sirzechs ordered reluctantly, tearing his eyes away from her exposed slit, watching as her naked breasts swayed as she spun around. "Get dressed, there are some tissues in the top drawer." Sirzechs said, something he kept for when Grayfia was in a good mood.
Despite his words, Rias's eyes widened as she stared at him with a mixture of emotions.
"B-but... you'll help me, right?" Rias asked as she moved forwards, her tits jiggling as she did so, stopping a couple of feet in front of him, staring up at him with desperate eyes.
As his mind raced over the many things keeping him from doing so, Falbium, Grayfia, his father and Lord Phenex, the Old Satans just waiting to pounce on any mistake, he paused making Rias's eyes widen at his silence, utter betrayal on her face.
"N-no... you can't just send me away, not after I... not like this." Rias sputtered, gesturing at the cum still sticking between her breasts, a hint of white in her red hair.
"I-It's not that simpl-" Sirzechs started, sounding weak to his own ears.
"What is it you want?" Rias asked, anger and defeat in her tone as she reached down and grasped his still hard cock, making him hiss. "If you weren't willing to help you'd have stopped me before I went this far... but if it was just sex you wanted, you'd be fucking me already... what do I have to do to earn your help, brother." Rias practically spat out as she started to stroke him, rough and angry strokes bringing his lust back to full force.
Even the way she glared at him made his shaft twitch, her fury arousing him.
"Well, Lucifer. Name your price? Do I have to call Akeno to join us, or is it Koneko you want to defile?! You've known them both since they were children, but it didn't stop you from lusting for me." Rias growled, practically spitting with rage even as despair and defeat dampened her flames. "Or is one night with me not enough, do I have to disgrace myself by spreading my legs for my own fucking brother weekly? How many nights am I going to have to spend on my knees to make you help me?" Rias snarled at him, her hand speeding up before she dropped to her knees again, glaring up at him as she stroked his cock right in front of her face. "Congratulations, brother. you've gotten what you want. I made the mistake of coming to you for help and now you get to make your demands, knowing I don't have a fucking choice but to agree."
"R-rias..." Sirzechs groaned even as he tried to manifest the will to explain.
"Is this what you wanted to see?" Rias asked, resting his shaft on her face. "Go on, tell me to suck it." Rias practically challenged as she glared up at him, his control snapping as he grabbed her, lifting her up.
"RIAS! Stop." Sirzechs growled, his self-control frayed at the edges as he held her, his shaft pressing against her stomach as he held her in place. "I can't help you. I would have broken this ridiculous marriage already if I could." Sirzechs admitted, her eyes widening at his words. "Lord Phenex and our Father recruited the assistance of Falbium Asmodeus, if I try and break it off he will get involved and interfere."
"...you let me think you could help me, that you would help me, until I'd already made you cum." Rias accused quietly, the tears falling again as her voice broke. "Did you find it funny, watching me degrade myself for your enjoyment, knowing I'd get nothing out of it. Knowing it was for nothing."
"I..." Sirzechs started, before pausing. What was he supposed to say? That he had so little self-control he couldn't bring himself to stop her? That if he hadn't noticed the tears, he would be inside her as they spoke. "No..."
Pulling free of his grasp, Rias robotically moved away from him, grabbing her underwear and pulling them back on without a word as he watched, his heart aching at the utter defeat on her face.
Getting dressed again, she looked at him with a mixture of sorrow, humiliation and hatred, her stare a dagger into his chest.
"I- I hope you enjoyed yourself, enjoyed the result of my stupidity and desperation, because it has destroyed whatever we once had." Rias said simply. "But then I know you have, I've still got the proof in my hair. I won't tell anyone about this, your reputation is safe. I'm going back to Kuoh, and in two weeks I'll lose to Riser and be married off to him... and I don't want to see you ever again. Tell father he has won, I... I'm going to release my Peerage when I get home, I might have to become one of Riser's pets, but I won't inflict that on them, and if you ever truly cared about me, instead of just lusting after me... help them find new lives." Rias asked as she formed a magical circle.
"Rias, wait!" Sirzechs ordered, flaring his magic to interfere with her own, cancelling her attempt to teleport away.
He had utterly fucked up, even if she was partially responsible for this, but he would not let her leave, he certainly wouldn't let her send her Peerage away, that... knowing his sister, that would probably be the most painful thing she could ever do.
Rias loved every member of her Peerage like her family, perhaps they were her family now, given how he and their Father had acted, as dysfunctional as they all were... and he had a feeling that if she did send them away, he'd find her body hanging from the chandelier shortly afterwards.
It would literally kill her, and he couldn't be even partially responsible for her death.
"I... can't help you directly, but- but maybe there is still a way for you to get out." Sirzechs started, making her eyes widen as she paused.
"I think we've established that there isn't much I won't do, what do you have in mind, and should I take my clothes back off?" Rias asked dully.
"Please don't, my self control is hanging by a thread and I don't want to test it any further." he admit as he put away his throbbing shaft.
"...so, what did you have in mind?" Rias asked, her stance less defensive now that she was convinced he wasn't going to demand her body.
Now he just had to work out how to get a lazy devil with no connection or reason to get involved with this mess to help him free Rias and piss off the Phenex family and possibly his father in the process.
...while controlling his anger at the fact that the same devil was likely going to be fucking his wife soon.
While also not pissing off Serafall for interfering in her pet project even more than he already had.
Easy, right?
- Kuro –
Waking up, I roll over and gentle pry Helia off my chest as I look around.
Someone, somewhere, is scheming to make me do work.
I don't like it.
- Bonus Scene – Katerea Leviathan -
A lot of people say the Old Satan faction as something of a joke, some stubborn idiots sticking to a dying belief.
For a lot of her allies, they'd be right, but not all of them were idiots.
So when all the false Satans except Falbium (a devil so lazy she'd have a panic attack if he ever actually got up and did something as it would mean something was truly serious was going on) all started moving at around the same time it only made sense that they'd pay attention.
That Grayfia, the filthy traitor that she was, ended up stationed in Kuoh, but not with the Gremory girl, it gave them a lead as Serafall had also been seen in the same city earlier, and Sirzechs power was unmistakable and he had also been to Kuoh.
Which lead her to Kuro Dantalion.
The new Lord of the Dantalion family, an Extra Demon clan of considerable notoriety that were to rejoin the Pillar clans, which explained Serafall and Sirzechs having an interest in him, but not why Grayfia was staying by Kuro Dantalion's side.
Most people didn't realise how large the Old Satan faction truly was, how widespread the resistance against the fools calling themselves Satans had grown... and how many sources of information they had.
Not everyone openly supported them, but the Satans were not as popular as they pretended they were, and they found many allies who had either been wronged by the false Satans or simply disapproved of their leadership decisions.
And while it was hard to discover what had the three so riled up, she had managed to find out enough.
Ajuka had brought a sample of her honoured Grandmother out of storage to test it against something, and whatever the results had been had greatly pleased Sirzechs.
That alone wouldn't have been enough to really work out what was going on, if it wasn't for the fact that she had inherited a lot of the belongings of her Grandmother (at least the ones the false Satans hadn't managed to destroy to erase the memory of the far more worthy devils whose names they had usurped).
Among them was the diary of Leviathan herself.
...a diary that spoke of her relationship and later marriage to Izan Dantalion in great detail, answering the old question of who exactly was the father of her mother, Tsufaame.
Izan Dantalion was also the Grandfather of Kuro Dantalion, which brought up a simple question... was Leviathan the Grandmother of Kuro as well?
The Diary never mentioned Iaxes, Izan's son, but it also never mentioned Tsufaame as it didn't reach her pregnancy, and that made her worry.
Sirzechs had her potential cousin ensnared in his lies, and that filled her with rage. Kuro was a threat to her position, to the very Old Satan faction as having a true-blood descendant of the Leviathan side with the false Satans or worse, speak out against them would hurt their position dearly, but he was also one of the few remaining devils to carry the Leviathan blood, and one of only two who were pure.
Her niece, Ingvild could not be counted, not with the human blood polluting her body. Her brother falling for a human was a mark of shame on their family, and one she had cleansed herself for his betrayal, though she spared Ingvild when it became clear she was inflicted with the sleeping disease, a sign of her weakness no doubt.
Now she had to find her cousin, and decide what to do with him. If he could be made to see the lies and hypocrisy of the false Satans then he would be a relative to be greeted with open arms, as well as an ally and asset for her faction... but if he had already been corrupted?
The name of Leviathan couldn't be disgraced any more than it already was, especially with that stripper wanna-be magical girl running around using it, and she couldn't allow her cousin to damage it any more that Serafall had already.