Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

Upon hearing this, Irina released Kuroba, lowered her head slightly, and her hair completely covered her face, making it impossible to discern her expression.

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Mad Holder

Even Rias was surprised by Kuroba's words, and she looked at him with some surprise.

Unexpectedly, Kuroba not only resisted Irina's charm, but also frankly expressed the awkward feeling between the two of them.

This caused a strange fluctuation in Rias's eyes.

This inexplicable sense of security warmed Rias's heart. She never expected that Kuroba would start to give people a sense of security. He really is a reliable man.

In the eerie silence, the food they had ordered was served.

Looking at the ramen in front of her, Irina returned to normal, smiling and humming a song as she looked at the ramen.

Holding her chopsticks, Irina glanced at Kuroba.

"Kuroba, you've really changed a lot, but the one thing that hasn't changed is your gentle heart. I really do like you~"

After saying that, she stopped bothering Kuroba and happily started eating her ramen.

Unless something unusual happened that caught Kuroba off guard, Irina ate her food with an air of enjoyment, except for minor incidents like taking the tempura from Kuroba's bowl.

Irina and Xenovia quickly finished their ramen. She elegantly wiped her mouth and then stood up with Xenovia.

"Well then, thank you for the hospitality~ I'll be leaving one of the holy swords to you now, Kuroba."

Just as the two were about to leave, Kuroba couldn't help but call out to Irina.

"Irina."

Irina turned around and looked at Kuroba with a bright smile.

"what happened?"

Kuroba stared at Irina's expression and pondered for a moment.

"Cherish your life. You only have one life. The Holy Sword can still be destroyed if you have the chance. Don't risk it too much."

Irina's delicate body trembled slightly, then she burst out laughing.

"This is God's test for us, Kuroba, but since you've put it that way... I'll just have to be a little more careful~"

After giving Kuroba a flying kiss, Irina left with Xenovia.

After Irina left, Rias gripped Kuroba's hand tightly.

"Are you really sure you want to do this? This is no small matter; if handled improperly, it could directly impact the entire Underworld..."

Seeing the worry in Rias's eyes, Kuroba felt endless guilt towards her.

"I'm sorry... I acted impulsively again, but this is the only way to help Yuuki escape from the shadows, so I have to do it."

Rias let out a long sigh.

"I think so too..."

She gently tapped Kuroba's forehead.

"I expected that, so I didn't plan to stop you. But if you're in danger, I'll be there right away. Don't blame me for being nosy."

Hei Yu shook his head.

"How could that be? You are my master."

Rias immediately covered Kuroba's lips with her finger, her eyes filled with turmoil and shyness as she looked directly at him.

"But above all, you are my lover, so naturally I need to ask for your opinion."

Looking at Rias, whose expression was extremely serious.

Kuroba blushed...

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Since deciding to participate in the Holy Sword Destruction Plan, Kuroba and Yuuki would dress up as priests and wander around every night. After all, the Fallen Angels had always targeted priests, and Kuroba and the others hoped to lure out the giant rat.

However, for several days in a row, there was no progress.

In the park, Kuroba and Yuuki sat together.

Yuuki sighed as she looked at Kuroba beside her, who seemed completely indifferent.

"Kuroba... why did you have to go to such lengths... the president will be very unhappy, and it's been so many days, we still can't find a trace of him..."

Kuroba raised his hand and gently brushed away the slight furrow on Yuuki's brow.

"This is the hatred in your heart, isn't it? In that case, we must find that bastard and take revenge! Otherwise, you will think about the past all the time and be very unhappy. I just want you to be happy and be the cheerful Yuuki I know again."

Although Yuuki was very moved after hearing this, she still couldn't help but shake her head.

"This is far too dangerous. If things go wrong, we could both die..."

Kuroba was about to say something with a smile.

But his expression suddenly froze.

A chilling wind swept past him from behind, causing him to shiver involuntarily. What terrifying killing intent! Who could it be?

Before Kuroba could figure out the source of the killing intent, he was pushed away by Yuuki.

"May the Lord bless these two priests, hehehe!"

With a strange shout, the ear-piercing sound of swords clashing erupted.

"Qiang——!"

Yuuki's reaction was undoubtedly much faster than Kuroba's. She quickly found the source of the killing intent, after all, she pushed Kuroba aside and blocked the sudden sword attack.

"Hehehe... Have all the nuns these days fallen so low as to use demonic swords? Oh no, my God, this must be a wonderful encounter bestowed upon me, Fried!"

The man who called himself Fried was holding a sword that subtly posed a threat to Kuroba. It must be the Holy Sword, the King's Sword.

Upon seeing the holy sword in Fried's hand, Yuuki's eyes were immediately filled with bloodshot veins. Scenes from her childhood seemed to flood her mind, and an immense killing intent enveloped her entire body.

She casually took off her nun's habit, gripped the magic sword she had conjured, and attacked Fried without saying a word.

"Hehehe... The Sword of Devouring Light? It seems it's not a nun but a demon. Those self-righteous bastards have actually started cooperating with demons? Hahahaha, what a bunch of hypocritical scum!"

Fried's eyes gleamed as he watched Yuuki attack, his excitement like that of a hunter who had spotted a delicious prey.

"Perfect! Let my 'Heavenly Flash Holy Sword' taste the blood of demons!"

Although Fried was insane, his movements were not slow at all, and his speed was comparable to Yuuki's. The two of them kept clashing in the night, but even their afterimages were hard to catch.

Although it was dazzling, after a short while, Kuroba began to see the two figures clearly. He immediately summoned the Crimson Dragon Spear and, at the moment when Yuki retreated but Fried followed closely, he threw the dragon spear like a javelin.

"Whoosh!"

The Crimson Dragon Spear hurtled forward with a whooshing sound. Fried's confident expression suddenly changed. He forcibly changed his trajectory and directly blocked the attack with the Holy Sword in his hand.

"Bang!!"

With a piercing explosion, Fried managed to deflect the Crimson Dragon Spear, but the pursuit that could have laid the foundation for victory vanished in an instant.

"Oh dear, you little piece of trash I forgot about, how dare you get in my way! I'll start by taking you down!"

Somewhat enraged, Fried headed straight for Black Feather.

However, Yuuki cut straight in, interrupting Fried's attack.

Seeing Fried's angry glare, Yuuki spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your opponent is me! The Demon Sword Creator!"

Swish!

As Yuuki finished speaking, a whole array of blades appeared all around! The road, telephone poles, walls—various shapes of demonic swords appeared from all directions, completely surrounding Fried. The scene looked incredibly spectacular.

Fried showed no fear when he saw the countless demonic swords flying towards him; instead, he laughed mockingly.

"Hehehe... Is this the clown's knife-throwing performance? It's absolutely hilarious!"

Fried kept swinging his arms, sweeping the demonic sword in front of him, clearly not as effortlessly as he claimed.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Appearance of the Enemy

The battle between Yuuki and Fried gradually became intense. Due to the speed boost from Yuuki's 'Knight' attribute and the enhancement from Fried's 'Heavenly Flash Holy Sword', the two moved with extraordinary speed, making it difficult even for Kuroba to join in and help.

Unless Rias appears now and sets this place as the enemy camp, Kuroba could barely get involved through 'promotion', but clearly Rias hasn't appeared yet.

"Sigh... my friend, shouldn't you at least care about the function of your own artifact? Your right hand is already red and burning hot, didn't you even notice?"

Just as Kuroba was considering how to help, he heard the sigh of the Crimson Dragon Emperor in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Kuroba finally focused his attention on his right hand and discovered that his Crimson Dragon Emperor gauntlet was indeed burning hot with red light. He hadn't noticed it before...

Judging from the Crimson Dragon Emperor's tone, Hei Yu could already imagine how helplessly he sighed and rubbed his forehead in the Purgatory Space, which made Hei Yu feel a little embarrassed.

"Red Dragon Emperor, is there anything I can do for you now?"

Hearing Hei Yu's question, which sounded like that of a complete novice, the Crimson Dragon Emperor was clearly furious with disappointment.

"I told you not to be obsessed with women all day long, getting lost in the pleasures of life and forgetting everything else, didn't I? Didn't I tell you long ago that each wielder's form is different? It's all about materializing your weapon according to your own imagination. I never said you could only manifest the Crimson Dragon Spear!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Kuroba clapped his hands as if he had just realized something.

"......"

Looking at the dumbfounded Black Feather, the Crimson Dragon Emperor began to doubt whether his choice had been flawed.

However, Black Feather had no time to care about the Red Dragon Emperor's contempt. He was mobilizing all the power he could muster and concentrating it all in his right hand. As he imagined, an enormous crossbow appeared in his hand.

The crossbow was covered with black and red patterns, which vaguely outlined the figure of a red dragon. The crossbow bolts above the crossbow were not sharp, but looked like dragon claws with their fletchings closed together. There was also a long rope attached to the back of the bolt, connecting it to the crossbow. Once this kind of crossbow bolt entered the body, pulling it out would bring out a lot of flesh and blood, which could effectively control and injure the enemy.

With difficulty, Kuroba hoisted the crossbow and aimed it at Fried. Once everything was ready, he let out a roar.

"Yuki! Get out of the way!"

Neither of them knew what Kuroba had done, but Yuuki trusted Kuroba completely and, without the slightest hesitation, used the force of Fried's attack to bounce away.

With Black Feather's roar, the crossbow bolts, poised to be fired, appeared before Fried in a flash. Fried, seeing the bolts so close to his heart, couldn't help but show a look of horror in his eyes. With his reaction speed, he was no longer able to dodge them.