Chapter 141: [141] : Disciplining the Spoiled Brat Devil, Tormenting Diodora

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~ Support & Read 18 Advanced Chapters on My Patreon! ❁❁❁❁ My voice was loud, and almost everyone present heard it clearly, turning their gazes towards me with strange expressions. "Bastard, were you mocking me just now? A mere low-life human ant dares to attend a Devil's banquet!" After a moment of silence—Zephyrdor turned his gloomy face towards me, his tone extremely hostile. He had disliked me from the moment he saw me. Rias, as the princess of the House of Gremory, was exceptional in status, strength, and appearance. Countless Devils in the Underworld were infatuated with Rias, and Zephyrdor was one of them. Now, seeing me not only close to Rias but also surrounded by a bevy of beauties, he was completely consumed by jealousy. Hearing his words, my brow furrowed, and my tone turned ice-cold. "Here's some free advice: shut your filthy mouth and get lost—or face the consequences!" "Ha~ Who do you think you are, brat? Get away from Princess Rias right now—" Seeing Zephyrdor still spouting garbage, even Sairaorg couldn't stand it anymore and cracked his knuckles. However, I acted first. I had no intention of tolerating him any further. I raised my hand and slapped him. SMACK!!! A sharp slap echoed through the hall—Zephyrdor went flying, crashing into the wall and even creating a large hole. His mouth was twisted, teeth knocked out, spitting blood as he lay motionless on the ground. If it weren't for showing some respect to Sirzechs and the others, I would have used much more force than that tiny slap. Otherwise, Zephyrdor's life would have been forfeit right then and there. "Lord Zephyrdor!!!" Seeing their Master in such a state, Zephyrdor's peerage members' faces changed drastically, ready to lash out at me. "You really—" However, I merely glanced at them—They immediately spat blood and knelt on the ground, too terrified to utter another word. Hiss— A collective gasp echoed through the banquet hall. They had thought they were in for a good show, but they hadn't expected this human to be so ruthless and powerful. Before the other Devils present could even react, Zephyrdor and his peerage were already in such a miserable state! At this moment, my face remained cold, and I spoke calmly. "Get this trash out of here immediately. If I weren't here as an invited guest, both he and all of you would be dead already!!" Hearing my words, they scrambled to carry Zephyrdor and fled the scene as fast as they could. They were terrified that if they delayed even a second longer, their lives would be forfeit. Seeing this situation, the hall fell into absolute silence. Rias sighed helplessly, rubbing her forehead, speechless but saying nothing. Sairaorg, on the other hand, was even more excited now. My way of handling things completely suited his temperament. If it weren't for his status as the successor to the House of Bael, he would have stepped in himself—at the very least, beating Zephyrdor half to death. Just then, Sairaorg noticed me looking around and asked curiously. "Are you looking for someone?" Hearing this, Rias and the others also became curious about who I was searching for. Could it be Sona and her group? "Yeah. Do any of you know who Diodora is?" I asked, my sharp gaze sweeping across the Devils in the hall. "Diodora Astaroth?! I remember him being a blood relative of the current Maou Beelzebub, and also the next head of the House of Astaroth! Don't tell me you have a grudge against him?!" Sairaorg asked suspiciously, seeing the murderous look on my face. "I do have a grudge. Right now, the only thought in my mind is killing him!" "..." My words instantly stunned Sairaorg, making him doubt if he had heard correctly. Diodora was the successor of a Maou's blood relative family. Killing him would be like slapping Maou Beelzebub in the face—no different from suicide! At this moment, Rias and the others stared at me in shock, completely baffled as to when I had developed such hatred for Diodora. "Kyoya, do you have some kind of grudge against Diodora?" Rias asked. Seeing everyone's confusion, I explained my reasons for wanting him dead. ——— "Diodora Astaroth, as the next head of the Astaroth family, is a complete nun fetishist. His entire peerage consists of former nuns and saints. He's also the Devil who got 'saved' by Asia back when she was known as the Holy Maiden, which is why she became a Witch." "But it was all a charade, an act orchestrated entirely to get close to Asia. He exploited her kindness, waiting for her to be expelled from the Church before swooping in." "Now, however—" "I intend to make him pay tenfold for the pain he caused Asia." "Pervert! Scum!!" Hearing this, Rias and the others were enraged. Xenovia, especially as a former member of the Church, cursed him furiously. Even Sairaorg, who had initially wanted to urge me to calm down, now had an extremely grim expression. He hadn't expected Diodora to be such a vile and despicable person in private. He was simply disgracing the name of Devils. "So, Sairaorg, that bastard hurt my family. I can't let him go. Now you understand, right?!" Hearing my words, Sairaorg nodded in understanding. No wonder Kyoya wanted to kill Diodora badly. If this had happened to him, he would have staked his own life to take revenge. After all, nothing was more important than family! ——— As time passed, the young Devils of the Underworld gradually arrived at the banquet hall. Just then, Sairaorg's gaze sharpened. He saw a male Devil with an innocent, harmless appearance, always smiling, walk into view. This person was Diodora. Noticing Sairaorg's gaze, I also reacted—immediately walking towards Diodora. I grabbed his arm and applied slight pressure. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" A miserable scream echoed throughout the banquet hall. The originally lively scene instantly fell silent! Seeing me, Diodora's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and he roared angrily, "Bastard, What is the meaning of this?!" Seeing this, I didn't waste words. I directly used [Mental Out], completely tearing away his hypocritical and ugly mask. Watching the rambling, vile nonsense spewing from Diodora, the Devils in the hall were all stunned. They hadn't expected the seemingly harmless Diodora to have such a fetish—obsessed with nuns—and employ such despicable methods! Especially the former nuns and saints who were part of Diodora's peerage. After hearing the truth, their eyes glazed over, their minds completely shattered. ❁❁❁❁ ~ 18 Advanced Chapters Available on Patreon! https://p-atreon.com/dragonnx (Just remove the hyphen to access Patreon normally.)

Chapter 141: [141] : Disciplining the Spoiled Brat Devil, Tormenting Diodora

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