38 Chapter 38 - The Aftermath Of Kokabiel Attack

During the aftermath of Kokabiel's attack on Kuoh, the reinforcements from Underworld arrived, led by Serafall Leviathan herself.

She arrived only to be left puzzled, although glad when her sister and Rias reported that the unknown god took action himself and resolved the matter. But this left her confused. Not a while ago, the unknown god was antagonizing the Gremory House. Then suddenly today, he is helping the Devil to defend Kuoh Town.

The actions of the unknown god are fickle as expected of any Primordials who see their affair as nothing more than entertaining. Unlike the Primordial, Devils are not immortal. They have a long but fixed lifespan of up to a hundred thousand years if they remain healthy throughout their lives. However, for a Primordial. As long as the concept they embodied exists. They will not die even if they wanted to. This caused them to have no reliance on faith of the mortal and sees the world truly as nothing more than a playground for them to play as they see fit. Although a vast majority of them are revulsive and rarely decide to interfere with the world. They rather spend their eons in slumber and awaken only when there is something that piques their interest.

However, that is not the focus for today. What the Devils and also Heaven were the appearance of someone that is undeniably King Arthur, the wielder of Holy Sword Excalibur.

At first Serafall thought it was merely a trick. After all, King Arthur had fallen in battle during the end of the Great War and Excalibur was shattered. It was something undeniable as all the leaders were aware and present during the event it happened. They saw with their eyes it happened.

So, that raised the question. Who is this King Arthur that appeared? Not to mention the witnesses, King Arthur is actually female and her name is Artoria. No matter how they want to deny it, the Holy Sword Excalibur she wields is genuine.

But, unlike the Heaven and Devils who stay at their hand and decide to act only when they are absolutely sure. The Church didn't. They are already deploying their assets to locate King Arthur to reclaim Holy Sword Excalibur which they proclaimed to belong to them and Artoria is a heretic and imposter who stole Excalibur from the Church.

But, not even a day later. The radical faction of the Church who scrambled to claim the Excalibur vanished without a trace. That's a third of the Church's members, vanishing into thin air. There was no sign of struggle or anyone being killed. They just vanished into thin air which sent chills down everyone's spine. The culprit left a simple note that says try again and they will learn the true meaning of fear. It's simple to deduce who is behind this. But they are helpless to do anything.

With such massive losses of personnel, especially the radical faction that makes up a big bulk of Church's Exorcist and Executioner, the Church now suffers shortages of combatants while the heretics take this opportunity to strike them while they are at their lowest. That Heaven has to dispatch Angels to reinforce the Church until they are able to recuperate.

It didn't take long for the Fallen Angel to learn about this too as they have frequent cooperation with the Devils and information leaked to the other side.

The curiosity about the unknown god is all time high. His questionable ability to pull King Arthur and Excalibur out of nowhere didn't help the least as speculation about his identity is all over they place but unable to be confirmed.

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With Ray.

Today I was spending time with the girls who somehow become very attached like Sirin even skip going to dungeons nowadays to stay at home.

Then suddenly sensed the prayer from the cultists again and decided to check out what new catch they have for me while running away from my cute daughters that keep fighting for the right to cuddle me.

What am I? A teddy bear? It was cute and endearing for the first few times. But it gets tiring after a dozen. Nah, I'd go buy milk for a bit.

I arrived at the familiar cave and scanned my eyes over the entire cave. There are even more cultists than before. Almost tripped in numbers compared to last time.

The cultists gathered in the main chamber are fervently chanting and praising me in a weird imitation of eldritch tongue. I could physically see the thin thread of faith from them going directly to my true body and increasing my power ever so slightly even if it's insignificant, not even comparable to a speck of dust.

Then the cult leader entered the main chamber with dozens of armed cultists and the Exorcist he turned into his puppet while dragging a line of chained up captives with sack over their head and shackles on their limbs that is connected to a long chain dragged by the cult leader.

The cult leader approaches the altar before kneeling down fervently praising his majesty.

"Ok. Ok. I get it. I am strong, majestic, etc. So, what is the reason for calling me this time?" Ray calms down the over zealous cult leader and asks him to get to the point.

"Ah! Lord God. Our cult has managed to win many battles against the shitty church and I am here to present our meager offerings." The cult leader spoke with a very proud look as he presented the said offerings.

More beautiful female Exorcist. Some were even stronger than the previous one that he turned into a puppet. Also, there are a few angels too! The cult actually managed to capture angels!

This is beyond his expectations. He initially didn't put much mind into the cult and offered them a little of his gift thinking that they could provide him some entertainment and also harassing the Church, two birds with one stone. But he didn't expect them to actually be quite a diligent bunch and manage to even capture some angels knowing how protective Heaven is with their people considering they have no method of increasing their numbers anymore with the absence of Biblical God.

"How is it, our offering, Lord God?" The cult leader felt a little anxious when Ray had been silently staring at the offerings but said nothing. He is afraid that his offering is too lackluster.

"Good. Good. You did great. It seems my gift isn't wasted on you. Hahahaha!" Ray suddenly burst out laughing as his Shadow surged and swallowed the sacrifices offered to him except ten of the Exorcist with the least appealing looks and turned them into similar puppets as last time.

Seeing Ray is pleased with the offering, the cult leader feels relieved and joyful. He received another ten of the divine warriors gifted by his god.

The reason why he is very happy with the divine warrior is because they are not only immortal, but also outrageously strong. Their presence alone sowed fear and terror into the cult's enemies which made picking them apart easy. Not even the angels are immune to their ensnarement. That's why their harvest this time is quite bountiful.

The cult leader and the cultist fervently chant their prayer to their god who left immediately after his business was done. Even after he left, they didn't dare to stop their prayer and continued till the night fell.

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