20 Growing Scottish 2

Finding the Excalibur hunting crew, wasn't exactly very hard to do at all. Koneko and Kiba had been devils long enough to learn to suppress their aura quite well.

But Issei and Saji? Not so much, pitifully weak as they may have been, the trace of dragon in their auras made them stand out more to his senses.

And it was almost child's play to stay out of the way and watch from afar. Why? Because their sensing abilities were trash.

He could feel Freed and Excalibur Rapidly long before the ones hunting him could. In fact, they didn't even notice until he surprise attacked them and almost did them in.

And my god land of Scotland!

They were so fucking incompetent and weak. They stood back and let Kiba fight him one on one, and the fool was so high on his boner of revenge against a fucking sword that was never even near him before, that he was barely fighting at half his full ability, how much of a fool did you need to be to let your anger impair you that much in a fight?

And then when they did join in, they displayed their sheer lack of experience fighting at all. Issei Hyoudou boosted a bunch of times and Saji managed to catch hold of Freed with his own vastly weaker and inferior, Absorption Line, and stop him in his tracks, even as pitiful as Saji was, his Absorption Line could easily hold up in the face of an attack from an Excalibur Fragment.

…They could have ended it all right then and there, Issei could have killed Freed easily with him pinned with his Dragon Shot and then they could 'destroy' the Excalibur Fragment at their leisure.

…But instead he transferred all his boosted power to Kiba, who then proceeded to make tens of dozens of huge swords erupt out of the ground around Freed, more than half them used to try and cut off an escape route, despite him being pinned down and an easy target.

And fucked it all up because then Valper Galilei showed up and let Freed know how to use the holy energy he'd gotten from the fat little Timmy fondler, enhancing Excalibur Rapidly with it and cutting through the Absorption Line.

It was actually, quite pathetic to watch.

Especially because Irina and Xenovia showed up in those sinfully tight black bodysuits that made them look oh so tasty, and Freed chose that time to book it like a little bitch despite all his tough talk with the speccy fat and ugly former priest.

Irina, Xenovia and revenge boner pretty boy took off chasing after them, but before the others could, Rias Gremory, Akenao Himejima, Sona Sitra and Tsubaki Shinra showed up.

He could have taken the chance to talk to the Gremory Heiress and meet her finally, but, he had better things to do, and she was head over heels for that pleb Hyoudou now anyway, so there was no point.

Too bad for her really, she would have to settle for a subpar little Issei-dick instead of his massive throbbing Scottish dong that would have bred her into a stupor.

Besides, it was almost time for him to step up and gain the first of the benefits he was looking to gain from this silly, silly little debacle.

So, Yarden, with Vritra laughing in his head at the sheer patheticness of Ddraig's host in battle, flew through the air, keeping watch over the three in pursiuit of Freed, making sure to keep his distance for the moment.

It was as he was doing so though, following them through the town and flew above a small river going through the middle of the tower, Vritra gave a startled shout in his head.

'Yarden, quick, stop!' the black dragon king of Scotland shouted, forcing him to abruptly halt mid-air in confusion. Before he could ask what the problem was, Vritra continued, 'Look down!' he ordered.

Doing as his partner said, Yarden looked down at the river, and his eyes immediately locked on a figure sitting at the side of the river atop a chair, a fishing pole in hand.

And his eyes widened as he recognised the figure. Clad in a some casual Japanese kimono fashion, with tan skin, and black and blonde hair.

It was Azazel. And he was looking right up at Yarden with interest.

'But how did I not sense him?' Yarden gaped. Strictly speaking, he was amazing in all forms of combat and he'd extensively trained his sensing abilities growing up as well. And his ability to feel holy power, due to his close connection with it due to his ancestry, was even better.

'He has a barrier around him, a very subtle one, even I almost missed it.' Vritra replied.

Well, if anyone could hide themselves from his senses, this close, Azazel would be a top contender, the guy was real cunning and sneaky at times.

Yarden cast an eye in the direction the three that chased Freed ran off in, before shaking his head.

They weren't even close to finding them. That could change in an instant, but this was too good an opportunity to pass up. He'd known Azazel was in town to examine Issei and shit, but he'd never thought he'd get the chance to meet him this easily.

Flapping his wings, Yarden descended down to the riverbed and landed quickly beside the leader of the Fallen Angels.

"Well, hello there Devil-kun," Azazel greeted him casually, "A lovely night for a little stroll through the air, is it not?"

Yarden smirked, "Yeah, a pretty nice night indeed Azazel," he crossed his arms, "I didn't think I'd be able to run into you any time soon, it seems Scotland truly does favour me."

Azazel gave a slow blink at his words, "Well then…how scary, to have a devil-kun like you with such impressive power at your age wanting to meet little old me," the man hummed, "And you'd think I'd have heard of the devils having another heavy hitter like you around."

"I'm new, just became a devil the other day, the names Yarden Caelan Odhar Wallace, heir to the Wallace bloodline, Queen of Serafall Leviathan and first son of Scotland." Yarden introduced himself.

Azazel coughed, eyebrows rising in surprise, "….Queen of Leviathan huh? And of the Wallace Bloodline too, quite the impressive guy aren't you?" he said, "So what can little ol' me do for such a scary guy?"

"You have something I want." Yarden shrugged.

"Oh?" interest gleamed in Azazel's eyes, and the man leaned forward, "And what would that be?"

In response, with a single thought, Yarden manifested Blaze Black Flare and Delete Field, black gauntlets blazing into existence over his arms and and a long metallic spiky black tail emerging from his backside, "The Sacred Gear Shadow Prison, I know you have it." he declared.

Azazel's eyes widened to massive proportions.