That being said, Rias has always been a conservative.
However, since things had reached this point, if she were to say anything more, it would only make her seem ungrateful.
Anyway, the facts couldn't be changed.
As for her engagement with Raiser, it had long since existed in name only.
As Rosen said, who would dare force her to marry that turkey from the Phoenix Family now?
If they knew she was backed by the God of the Bible, they'd probably be too busy running away.
[Spirit of Time: "Indeed, who would dare force a marriage now?"]
[Avenger: "Whoever dares to do that will probably not see the sun the next day."]
[Fallen Angel: "Be bolder! They won't even see it that day. The big shot can deal with those weaklings like it's nothing."]
Next was the time to wait for the visitors from the Netherworld. "240"
As the host, Rias upheld her hospitality and brewed red tea for Rosen.
Xenovia and Irina Fujiwara naturally wouldn't be left out.
As for the White Dragon Emperor and Fallen Angel Governor Azazel, she naturally ignored them.
Although from the Gremory Family's perspective, she definitely shouldn't do this, Rosen hadn't spoken, so she didn't do anything extra.
Moreover, Rias also secretly observed Azazel's current situation.
She found that he was like a prisoner, completely unable to stand tall in front of Rosen, like a primary school student who had made a mistake.
About ten minutes later.
Just like the police who always arrive late in TV dramas and movies, the guests from the Netherworld appeared in the Netherworld through the Occult Research Club's teleportation array.
At the same time, a large number of teleportation arrays continuously appeared above Kuoh Academy, and a large group of demons in combat suits were teleported here.
All the devils who appeared in the Occult Research Club activity room were people Rias knew.
Besides her parents, there was also Sergeks-Lucifer, who had become a Devil King and left the Family to start his own faction, and the Devil King Seraphiel, who had twin pigtails, a proper face, and delicate features.
Seraphiel was her friend and rival Sona Sitri's older sister.
She was also a contemporary of Sergeks, and after the Netherworld Civil War ended, she was elected as the new Devil King of the Netherworld.
Generally speaking, Devil Kings would not leave the Netherworld casually, but because the situation was urgent and important this time, Sergeks and Seraphiel came together.
"Rias, are you alright?"
The beautiful woman with long brown hair who rushed over to hug Rias was Venelana Gremory, Rias's mother.
At this moment, she was checking Rias's body everywhere, afraid that there was a Injuried (injured) place.
"It's alright. If Rias had been hurt, we wouldn't be seeing her here."
The one who spoke these somewhat heartless words was Rias's father, and also the current Sect Master of the Gremory Family.
"What are you saying? If Rias hadn't said she had a friend to help her, she would have died at the hands of that damned Fallen Angel cadre!"
Even her usually gentle and elegant mother couldn't hide her temper at this moment.
One must know that in the past, she was known as the 'Linen-haired Lady of Destruction,' and was also one of the top-tier devils whose strength was among the best at that time.
Her Destruction magic came from her mother, Venelana.
"It's alright, Mom. Kokabiel is already dead, and I'd like to introduce my friend to everyone..."
Rias suddenly got stuck when she mentioned Rosen, not knowing how to introduce him.
After all, first, the chat group matter needed to be kept secret.
Secondly, she couldn't just tell them directly that they were now speaking to the God of the Bible, so they should all be careful.
This would likely not be good news, but rather utterly terrifying news.
However, although Rias didn't say anything immediately, Sergeks and Seraphiel noticed Azazel, who was tied up in the corner.
"Azazel, why are you here?!"
Seraphiel pointed at Azazel, who was tied up like a zongzi, in surprise, her magic power surging uncontrollably.
After all, devils and Fallen Angels were also hostile forces.
There were often skirmishes between the two sides.
Moreover, who knew why the dignified Fallen Angel Governor would suddenly appear here?
Could it be that Azazel was the mastermind behind Kokabiel's actions?
However, facing Seraphiel's questioning, the bound Azazel showed no reaction... he just glanced at Seraphiel and lowered his head.
"He dares to ignore me?!"
Seraphiel was a little angry.
"Wait, Seraphiel, didn't you notice?"
Sergeks stood by and quickly stopped Seraphiel, who was about to erupt.
Although they were all Devil Kings, Seraphiel usually acted like a child.
Especially now.
The Fallen Angel Governor being bound by a chain filled with holy aura was clearly a big problem.
Therefore, Sergeks's gaze fixed on Rosen, who looked very handsome but whose overall aura was unremarkable.
This human is Rias's friend?
As everyone pondered, Rosen spoke with a light chuckle: "Rosen, of course, you can also call me the God of the Bible."
Upon hearing these words, the air in the room seemed to freeze.
Himejima Akeno and Koneko, who were weaker in strength, even experienced symptoms of shortness of breath at this moment.
A deathly silence descended upon this area.
No one could believe that the young man in front of them was the supreme God of the Bible.
Moreover, they knew better than anyone that the God of the Bible had been missing long before their Netherworld Civil War ended 0.6.
So many years had passed, coupled with the chaotic operation of the System, even if no one had personally witnessed the death of the God of the Bible, they still believed this inferred news.
Everyone's gaze focused on Rosen.
They wanted to find something from him.
"Rias, this is not the time for jokes."
Sergeks said sternly.
After all, the news that the God of the Bible was still alive was not good news for the Netherworld; it was utterly terrible news.
The next second.
A sense of crisis from a higher life form suddenly descended from the atmosphere.
Everyone present, even Sergeks and Seraphiel, felt an immense, indescribable pressure.
In front of this power, they were as weak as defenseless infants.