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Lord Gremory gave the speaker an even look. The rest looked at him.
"You are well learned about this subject, Diehauser."
"Knowledge is a form of strength as well," the Emperor replied, "and many of my victories on the field of battle and in Rating Games have come from studying my foe well in advance."
"So he is Nephilim then," Lord Phenex said, and there was no objection in his tone this time.
"He is. Though the thought of a Nephilim having a peerage is an intriguing one."
He agreed. Which is why he did not want one.
"If you do that," he tried again, "I will just give the pieces to Rias."
Sirzechs smiled at him. Lord Gremory was trying hard not to smile at him. Diehauser chuckled and shook his head. Only Lord Phenex did not share their mood, but even then, he still looked somewhat amused.
"Is that even possible?"
"I do not see why it would not be," Sirzechs replied, "There is no law forbidding one devil from outright giving another his pieces. It just hasn’t happened before. We devils tend to be very possessive of our power, even the most humane among us," the man regarded him with a pleased eye, "If you do give them to Rias, it would be considered a substantial gift.
"It would be," Lord Gremory nodded stately, "But I would like to know why you think my daughter is deserving of such a gift."
He sighed.
"Rias," he said slowly, "she is not a bad person. And I would rather have her be in power than someone like Riser."
He must have said something right, for Rias’s father suddenly looked very proud. Proud enough to nod in Diehauser’s direction and further seal his fate.
"I third the proposal," and then the man turned to face him with a serious yet strangely warm gaze, "And I also approve."
Approve? Approve of what?
It did not help when Sirzechs reached over and patted his shoulder in brotherly fashion.
"Congratulations," the devil said gravelly, though the way the corners of his mouth lifted betrayed his true emotion, "It is not often you win a father’s approval the first day you meet."
He was missing something here. It was in the back of his mind but he could not quite figure out what it was. It was a maddening feeling.
"I do believe my House has left an unfavorable first impression on our young guest," Lord Phenex said with remarkable aplomb, "That will not stand. What do you think of Ravel, lad? You fought against her in the Rating Game. She is quite unlike her brother. Very skilled but not nearly as vain. She is already a fine Bishop in Riser’s peerage, but would make for an equally fine one in someone else’s as well."
The meaning hidden behind those words were about as subtle as a brick smashing into a window.
He would have to respond in an equally eloquent and subtle manner.
"No."
Diehauser actually laughed out loud.
"I have not seen someone being rejected so bluntly since you first started courting Lady Phenex, old friend."
Lord Phenex, for his part, did not seem a bit insulted.
"My wife had always been a hard one to win over," the man said warmly, "But eventually, I succeeded through perseverance, determination, and true, unfaltering grit."
"And no small amount of pleading," Sirzechs whispered into his ear.
His lips twitched.
"I will not criticize your decision," Lord Phenex said grandly, "But I would urge you to reconsider. My daughter deserves to be in an outstanding peerage, and it would be a great shame if her talents were wasted."
"You have not asked Ravel’s opinions on this," Sirzechs chided, "and even if you did, I believe she would say no," the devil’s face turned mischievous, "Have you seen the way she was looking at Issei all throughout the match? Infatuation could not be a more fitting word to describe it."
"He was the Pawn, yes?" the man asked. At their nods, he shook his head ruefully, "The boy proved to be a most irritating thorn in Riser’s side. There were times I honestly thought he was defeated, only to see him get back up again."
That was a remarkably accurate assessment of Issei in general.
"And he did it without his Sacred Gear’s ability to boost," he paused, realizing that all eyes were on him again, and shrugged, "That was my fault."
"Somehow, I am not surprised," Lord Phenex said dryly. The devil stared at him, his expression contemplative, "In all honesty, I do not know what to make of all this. Belial’s summoning. Personas. But I have learned long ago to trust my senses, and they are warning me now that something momentous is in the works, something significant is about to happen, and I will not lie and say that I am unconcerned," the man leaned back and regarded them all, "The key has been turned. What is hidden within is anybody’s guess."
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