Chapter 43: Emotional Rias!

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Catching on, Riser stood up, angry. He walked over to Rex, and stood before him. Riser might have stood a quarter of a foot taller than Rex, but he was no more scared of Riser than he would be scared of a house-fly.

"Are you insinuating that something I, Riser Phenex, said, is bullshit, you lower-class mongrel?" Riser asked, flecks of hot spit landing on Rex' face as he shouted.

"Yes." Rex replied. "Now step away. Your breath smells like chicken, and I don't like it. Love eating it, though."

"I would also advise you to step away from my son as well, Lord Riser." Grayfia added, stepping forward. "As well as not to insult him. Or else I will have to take action."

Riser looked at Grayfia, who glared back at him, and stepped back.

"When ordered by the Ultimate Queen, even I can be somewhat fearful." Riser remarked, sitting back down and looking back up at Rias. "As, only behind my great older sister, Fianna, and Serafall Leviathan, you are the Strongest Female Devil. Anyway, Rias. As I said before, you can't afford to be selfish when it comes to the matter of your family."

"I don't intend to bring my family down." Rias snapped back. "I absolutely intend to find myself a man that I can call my husband, but they will be MY choice. And no matter what you say Riser, my choice will NOT be you!"

"Your choice doesn't matter, Rias." Riser replied, standing up and grabbing Rias' face. "Our fathers negotiated this contract between the two of us, and your father, a Devil vastly more important than you, and whose choice matters more, chose ME as your husband. I will not have you sully my good name by refusing me."

"I told you, Riser, NO!" Rias shouted, pulling herself out of Riser's grip. "I would rather marry a male of my own family than marry you! Sirzechs, Rex, fuck, even Millicas! I don't care, fucking anyone but you!"

"Actually, Rias, if I might make a small point?" Rex asked. "It might be distant, but you're actually related to Riser."

"Eh?" Rias looked at Rex, blinking. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I actually did my research on a couple of things." Rex replied, as everyone, even Riser, stopped to look at him. "Have you ever heard of the Demonic Genesys Ritual, Rias?"

"Y-yes." Rias replied. "It was used by the first Lucifer to create the Devil race. A mutation of the Biblical God's Angelic Creation power."

"Indeed." Rex replied. "Well, something not very well-known is that a... spin-off, shall we say? version of that ritual was used by Lucifer and Lilith to create 72 special Devils, all of which were brothers and sisters, in their own way."

"The 72 Pillars..." Rias whispered. "Bael, Agares, Phenex, Gremory, Belial... all of them?"

"All of them." Rex replied. "Gremory and Phenex, in particular, happen to be your great-grandfather, MY great-great-grandfather, and Riser's great-grandmother, do they not?"

"Wait..." Rias had just put two and two together. "Then that means Riser-"

"Is your third cousin, yes." Rex replied. "A relatively minor issue, to be honest, but I just thought I'd throw it out there."

Rias had gone slightly green, and Riser seemed to shrug the knowledge off.

"It doesn't matter." He leaned forward. "I'll take you back to the Underworld, Rias, then we can be married, and live a good life together. As distantly related as we are, I will not let that stand in my way."

A red and black aura seemed to culminate around Rias, and she looked ready for a fight. But Grayfia stepped forward.

"If I might make a suggestion, the two of you?" She spoke. "I am here on orders of Sirzechs, and he predicted that this might happen. As such, I have been ordered to suggest a last-resort measure if no agreement is reached. You are welcome to settle your situation through a Rating Game, if you so wish."

"Rating Game?" Isane spoke up.

"It's basically a mini-war with Rias and Riser as the heads of your respective countries, if you wanna put it that way." Rex explained. "Given the size of my aunt's peerage, and the fact I've seen Riser's peerage in action on TV, I'd say a Rating Game between you Rias and Riser would look like a pre-United Nations-involvement Korean War. That is to say, a fucking massacre. In Riser's favour."

"I've played the game many times, and I am a known victor." Riser remarked. "And you, Rias, aren't even a qualified player, with little to no peerage to speak of. "Whereas..." He snapped his fingers, and another transportation-circle opened, and after the firestorm disappeared, fifteen women, of all shapes and sizes, and all of varying states of beauty, came out.

"You can't hope to win against me and my lovely servants, Rias." Riser remarked, walking over to a particularly beautiful woman with purple hair, and groping her obscenely large breasts. "Even if you, a Rating Game-virgin, had a week to train yourself in, you'd never be able to defeat me."

"Oh, yes I will!" Rias replied. "I'll do it, Riser! I'll settle this with you through a Rating Game! My servants and I will train ourselves to the best of our ability in a week, and once we're done, we'll annihilate you!"

Riser laughed, loudly and mockingly.

"I look forward to it, my love." He replied. He opened a transportation-circle, and disappeared, still groping the busty purple-haired woman.

Long after he was gone, Rias panted, coming down from the emotional high that her passionate declaration had given her while Grayfia silently teleported out to inform Sirzechs and Zeoticus of the situation, before she heard a slow clap.

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