The sky began to darken, and something bad was about to happen.
Inside a dessert shop, Liliana, who was learning how to please the King’s Stomach, was currently learning how to make desserts.
As she was concentrating on her studies, suddenly, her movements paused.
Her body began to tremble.
This bone-deep, terrifying fear made her heart pound.
Just as she was about to turn around and draw her sword, a sharp pain in her neck caused her to faint, only to reveal a Skeleton Holy Mage standing behind Liliana.
This was one of Woban’s authorities—the Cage of Death’s Servants, which allowed him to control those he had personally killed, letting them exist in the world as puppets.
Evidently, this skeleton was one of them.
As the skeleton waved its staff, Liliana disappeared from her original spot.
At the same time, at the shrine, Mariya Yuri received the same treatment, being abducted by Woban using his authority.
Inside a tall tower.
At the top of the tower hung a cage, with Liliana inside it.
Mariya Yuri, on the other hand, was lying on the ground.
And on a high seat, an old man with white hair, draped in a black trench coat over a suit, sat.
On both sides of the throne stood a gray wolf.
They were obedient and docile, but as long as Woban gave the order, they would become cruel and bloodthirsty warriors, needing only one command from Woban to tear anyone in front of them to shreds.
Woban looked at the two unconscious individuals, a cold sneer playing on his lips.
Everything was ready, all that was needed was the east wind.
However, it seemed that the King did not value Mariya Yuri, otherwise, why was only Liliana turned into a devil, while this Miko was still human?
But it was unknown whether these two held enough weight in the Seventh Devil King’s heart.
Should he go and capture more people?
At this moment, Kokabiel’s projection appeared.
“Yo, Woban, how’s the progress?”
“Hmm, not bad. Capturing two of his retainers should be enough to lure him over.”
Woban rubbed the wolf’s head and continued, “If he doesn’t come, then these two will become sacrifices for me to summon an Disobedient God.”
Kokabiel showed a playful smile: “Your methods are quite ruthless, but I like them. Then that guy is up to you. I need to go complete my own plan.”
As his words fell, Kokabiel’s projection vanished.
Woban rubbed the wolf’s head, his ruthless gaze not fading.
Liliana slowly woke up in the cage, and seeing her location, she instantly prepared for battle, but before she could move, she felt a sense of powerlessness.
“Don’t waste your energy. This is an iron cage provided by the Fallen Angel and the Church, specifically designed to imprison devils, a cage that seals magic power and drains physical strength.”
As Woban spoke, Liliana instinctively looked towards the source of the voice. Liliana’s eyes met Woban’s, and in an instant, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Wo... Woban Marquis!?
Liliana could hardly believe her eyes.
She never expected the Wolf King, who was in Northern Europe, to have come to the Devil King’s territory.
Even more unexpectedly, he would cooperate with the Church and the Fallen Angel. Liliana was certain that Woban’s target was her King.
Woban was very fond of hunting.
Hunting Disobedient Gods, hunting the Kings he disliked.
At this moment, Mariya Yuri on the ground slowly woke up, and Woban’s gaze turned towards her.
For Woban now, Mariya Yuri was much more attractive than Liliana; she was an SSR gacha material.
Feeling the gaze on her, Mariya Yuri looked in that direction.
The moment their eyes met, Mariya Yuri felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her eyes filled with fear.
“This is a thirst-quenching fear, Little Miko, long time no see.”
Woban greeted Mariya Yuri. Woban was now very interested in this girl who had survived the summoning ritual of an Disobedient God a few years ago.
“Now, Miko, I need your assistance again, just like that ritual a few years ago where you offered your life in challenge.”
“Therefore, I am the Wolf King, Sasha Dejanstahl Woban. Miko, from now on, you are my property, one of my possessions!”
...
At the same time, Komaou Academy.
A barrier quietly enveloped Komaou Academy under the cover of night.
The members of the Occult Research Club and the Student Council had not yet reacted; they were currently discussing with Church members Irina Shido and Xenovia how to deal with the Fallen Angel cadre Kokabiel and destroy the corrupted holy sword.
As for why they were gathered together, it was, of course, because of Ye Xiao.
After all, with leverage in hand, the two Church members had no choice but to comply.
At this moment, everyone except the two Church members felt a sudden panic in their hearts.
Rias instantly reacted: “No good!”
Saying that, she directly teleported everyone out, and then a crack appeared in the Occult Research Club, which subsequently collapsed.
Seeing her territory destroyed, Rias became angry.
“Who dares to cause trouble in Astaroth’s territory!!”
Immediately after, an unexpected figure suddenly appeared.
He held a holy sword in his hand, and two other holy swords were also hanging on his back.
“What a pity, what a pity! Not a single one was injured.”
“Greetings, everyone.”
The white-haired priest, who had been killed by Ye Xiao before, walked out, bowed to everyone, and then mockingly said with a cynical attitude.
“Filthy devils.”
“Freed!? Weren’t you dead?”
Aside from the two Church members, everyone else looked at this person who shouldn’t have appeared, feeling incredulous.
Shouldn’t this guy have been blown to smithereens by Ye Xiao? How could he appear here?
“I’m so sorry, everyone, our boss just spent a little something to revive me.”
Freed said casually, as if being revived was a trivial matter.
Then Freed searched for something among the crowd.
“Oh oh oh~ Are those two little devils not here, Asia~ And that damned little devil?”
“What a pity, they’re not here.”
Freed said disappointedly, after all, the revenge for his shattered balls had to be taken, but unfortunately, they weren’t here.
Rias and Sona stood in front of their peerage.
Both of them activated their magic circles, ready to instantly annihilate Freed if he made a move.
Looking at the agitated devils.
Freed smiled, showing no fear at all.
He shouted towards the sky.
“Boss! Those guys aren’t here!”
Boss?
In an instant, the sky changed color, and a deep purple barrier instantly appeared.
Black wings scattered from the sky.
A Ten-Winged Fallen Angel appeared in the sky, its terrifying pressure intimidating everyone.
“A... Fallen Angel!?”
“And... and a Ten-Winged Fallen Angel, a cadre-level individual.”