DxD: Scion of Lucifuge

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A blinding golden beam shot down from the sky.

BOOM!!!

The beam struck the ground, creating a massive explosion that engulfed a kilometer-wide area.

The earth shook violently, and a mushroom cloud rose into the air, resembling a nuclear explosion.

The audience was stunned into silence, then erupted in cheers.

"One of Sairaorg Bael's Knights has been eliminated! The winner of the first round is Roy Lucifuge!" the announcer declared excitedly.

The cheers grew louder.

"That's amazing!"

"We won!"

"Mine, you did it!"

"That was awesome!"

...

When Mine returned, Asia and the others showered her with praise.

"Well done, Mine," Roy said with a smile and a thumbs up.

"Hmph! Of course," Mine replied with a smug grin, though her eyes sparkled with joy.

Sairaorg, on the other side of the platform, wasn't discouraged by his Knight's defeat. He looked at Roy with a burning fighting spirit.

"Now, let's move on to the second match. Please roll the dice," the announcer instructed.

Roy and Sairaorg rolled their dice.

"The total is 10! So, for this round, each side must deploy servants with a total value of no more than 10 points," the announcer explained.

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[Roy's Team]

"Who wants to go next?" Roy asked the girls.

With a total of 10 points, they could deploy three Knights or Bishops, all their Pawns, or a combination of Pawns and a Knight or Bishop.

There were many possibilities.

"Who wants to show off their skills?" Roy asked with a grin, his arm around Asia.

Saeko and Kurome shook their heads, not interested in fighting such weak opponents.

Esdeath was even less interested.

"Buchou, let us go!" Aika, Murayama, and Katase volunteered.

Roy readily agreed.

"Go ahead. Show them what you can do."

The three girls had trained hard in the world of Bladedance of Elementalers and had mastered all the techniques of Water Breathing.

Moreover, they had formed contracts with high-ranking Water spirits, raising their strength to the mid-level of High-class.

They were more than qualified for this match.

"Good luck!" the girls cheered as Aika, Murayama, and Katase were teleported to the arena.

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"The second match is about to begin! Let's see..."

"Sairaorg's team has deployed a Knight, Liban, and a Rook, Gandoma," the announcer declared.

"And Roy's team has deployed... what?!"

"They've sent three Pawns with a total value of only 3 points! What's going on? Is this a mistake?"

The announcer's surprised exclamation caused a commotion among the audience.

"Why did Roy-sama only send three Pawns?"

"With 10 points, they could have sent out much stronger servants!"

"Could this be a strategy?"

"Yes, it must be! He's using a 'dark horse' tactic!"

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Amidst the audience's chatter, both teams materialized in the arena.

The battlefield was a dilapidated church.

Facing Aika, Murayama, and Katase were a blonde-haired Knight in shining armor and a massive, rock-like Rook.

"I am Liban, Knight of Sairaorg Bael. And this big guy is Gandoma, a Rook. We shall be your opponents!" the Knight introduced themselves.

Aika, Murayama, and Katase also introduced themselves.

"We are the Pawns of Roy-sama..."

"Aika Kiryuu!"

"Murayama!"

"Katase!"

"Pleased to meet you."

This was their first time participating in such a large-scale event, and they were a bit nervous.

"Then let the second match begin!" Grayfia appeared and announced the start of the match.

The match began.

Aika, Murayama, and Katase summoned their Elemental Waffes.

Elemental Waffes were weapons formed from contracted spirits, perfectly suited to their wielders.

All three girls were swordswomen, so their Elemental Waffes were naturally swords.

They charged towards their opponents.

This was their first time participating in such a competition, and they didn't want to disappoint Roy.

They unleashed their full power.

"Water Breathing, Eighth Form: Waterfall Basin!"

"Water Breathing, Seventh Form: Piercing Rain Drop!"

"Water Breathing, Second Form: Water Wheel!"

With a few flashes of their blades, the three girls appeared behind their opponents.

The Knight and the Rook collapsed before they could even react.

They had been defeated in an instant.

"Oh my! Another instant kill! A Knight and a Rook from Sairaorg Bael's team have been eliminated! The winner of the second round is Roy's team!" the announcer exclaimed.

The audience roared with excitement. Although there hadn't been a prolonged battle, the swift and decisive victory was still thrilling.

"Ara ara, they're quite something. Do all of Roy's servants possess Sacred Gears?" Azazel wondered aloud.

As an expert on Sacred Gears, he was surprised to see that almost all of Roy's servants seemed to have one.

And they were Sacred Gears he had never seen before.

He was itching to study them, but he knew it was impossible.

Sirzechs was also curious about where Roy had obtained so many Sacred Gears.

"So far, three members of Sairaorg's team have been eliminated, while Roy's team remains unscathed."

"Let's move on to the third round! Kings, please roll the dice again."

Roy and Sairaorg rolled their dice.

This time, the total was eight.

Sairaorg deployed a Bishop and a Rook.

Roy, however, sent out Sheele and Chelsea.

The audience was abuzz again.

He was sending out Pawns again. But this time, no one questioned his decision.

After all, even his weakest Pawns could easily defeat Sairaorg's servants.

The match ended quickly. Chelsea didn't even have to fight.

Sheele, the airheaded girl with the Teigu "Scissor Blade: Extase," sliced through both opponents with a single attack. It was over before it even began.

Sheele might be clumsy and airheaded in her daily life, but when it came to battle, she was decisive and merciless.

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"So far, Sairaorg's team only has their King, one Queen, one Bishop, and one Pawn remaining."

"And Roy's team is still at full strength."

"This is an intense match! Let's see what happens next!"

Roy and Sairaorg rolled the dice again.

"Oh! It's a 12!"

"This means both Kings can participate!"

The announcer's excited declaration riled up the audience.

"It seems Sairaorg will be participating. Anyone want to volunteer?" Roy asked the girls, still not planning to join the fight himself.

"Haha! I'll go!!" Leone, jumped up excitedly, cracking her knuckles.

She was eager to face Sairaorg, who shared her love for hand-to-hand combat.

Leone's strength, after contracting a high-ranking Wind spirit, had reached the peak of High-class Devil.

Her Teigu, allowed her to fight those stronger than herself.

"Alright, Leone, you're up. Good luck!" Roy gave her a thumbs up.

"No problem!" Leone grinned confidently, then gave Roy a playful noogie before leaving.

'She's so mischievous,' Roy thought with a chuckle.

"Roy, I can do it too!" Asia puffed out her cheeks, a bit jealous.

"I think you need to get a bit stronger first, Asia," Roy replied with a thoughtful expression.

"Waaah!" Asia's eyes welled up with tears.

"Haha, I'm just kidding, Asia. Don't be sad," Roy said, quickly comforting her.

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Both contestants had been transported to the arena.

"Sairaorg Bael has finally entered the arena! And his opponent is... a Rook from Roy's team?!"

The audience was surprised once again.

"Roy's team has only sent out their Rook, Leone. This is incredible!"

"A King versus a Rook! Let's see how this match unfolds!"

After the announcer's enthusiastic commentary, Grayfia signaled the start of the match.

"It's a shame it's not Roy," Sairaorg commented, disappointed that his opponent wasn't Roy himself.

"Hmph! You're not even worth Roy's time. I'm more than enough to handle you," Leone retorted with a grin, cracking her knuckles.

"Is that so? Then come at me!" Sairaorg's fighting spirit ignited.

They both charged towards each other, the ground cracking beneath their feet.

BOOM!

Their fists collided, sending a shockwave that shattered the surrounding ground.

"Hey, you're pretty strong!" Leone said with a grin.

"You too!" Sairaorg replied, impressed. He had underestimated her.

This girl was incredibly strong.

They exchanged another blow.

The two fought like wild beasts, their punches and kicks devastating the arena.

If Sairaorg used his Sacred Gear, his strength would reach Ultimate-class.

However, due to the rules of the game, he couldn't bring his Sacred Gear, the "Regulus Nemea," which was worth 8 points, into the arena.

Leone, on the other hand, had her Teigu, "Lionel," which enhanced her physical abilities significantly.

Combined with the power boost from her Rook piece, her punches were starting to overwhelm Sairaorg.

After all, Leone had better regenerative abilities.

BOOM!

They clashed again, and one of them was sent flying, crashing into the rubble.

"Haha, that was a good fight!" Leone said, stretching and cracking her knuckles.

It was Sairaorg who had been sent flying.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Leone shouted, seeing that he didn't emerge from the rubble.

BOOM!

The rubble exploded outwards, and Sairaorg emerged, completely unharmed.

Leone stared at him in disbelief.

"How... how are you not injured?"

"I am injured, quite severely in fact. I have almost no strength left. But I used this..." Sairaorg held up a small, empty vial.

It was the vial that had contained the Phoenix Tears.

He had used it to heal himself.

"Oh, I see. Then I'll just have to defeat you again," Leone said with a shrug, her confidence unwavering.

"Come on then!" Sairaorg clenched his fists.

Just then, a communication magic circle appeared beside Leone's ear.

"What? Why?" Leone looked confused as she listened to Roy's instructions.

Roy explained his reasoning.

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"Okay, fine." Leone sighed and deactivated her Teigu. "I forfeit!" she shouted.

"What?" Sairaorg was dumbfounded.

Why would she surrender when she had the clear advantage?

"The Rook from Roy's team has forfeited! What's going on?" the announcer exclaimed, equally confused.

He had never seen someone surrender while they were winning.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Roy, why?" Sairaorg demanded as soon as he was teleported back to the platform.

"Sairaorg, you haven't shown your true strength yet, have you?" Roy asked with a chuckle.

"That's..." Sairaorg was speechless.

He couldn't use his most powerful weapon, the Regulus Nemea, so he couldn't fight at his full potential.

"You've been wanting to challenge me, haven't you? Then I'll give you that chance."

Roy turned to the announcer. "I request that the next match be a team battle with the remaining members. Is that possible?"

"Um... that..." The announcer was flustered. He couldn't make that decision.

He was just an announcer.

But then, he received a message from one of the Maous.

"Roy's request has been approved!" he announced.

"The next match will be a team battle with the remaining members of both sides."

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