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Aisha's body trembled, and she instinctively shrank back, her face turning pale.
Kiba Yuto's hand unconsciously rested on the hilt of his sword, his eyes burning with suppressed rage.
"enough!"
Rias interrupted her coldly.
“They are my family now! Their past is none of your business to judge!”
[Excellent! The protective king! At this moment, a firm stance is necessary!]
Zhou Ye mentally gave Rias a thumbs up.
Griselda looked away as if nothing had happened, and gently placed the teacup back on the table with a crisp sound.
"Excuse me. Well then, let's get down to business."
Her tone changed, and the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop several degrees.
"We are here on a mission to retrieve the stolen fragments of the Holy Sword and to eliminate any enemies that may stand in our way."
As soon as she finished speaking, the blue-haired girl Xenovia Quata behind her took half a step forward, her hand already gripping the hilt of the greatsword wrapped in cloth behind her. Her icy face was filled with undisguised fighting spirit.
Himejima Akeno, standing beside Rias, also turned cold with a smile, and there were faint flashes of electricity in the air.
Sona, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.
She gently pushed up her glasses and said in a statement of fact:
"The subtext is that if we get in your way, we will also become targets that you need to eliminate."
Without hesitation, Griselda looked back at Sona with confidence, her calm eyes filled with absolute self-assurance.
"This is natural."
"So confident."
Rias sneered, leaning forward slightly, and unleashed the undisguised magical pressure of a pure-blooded high-ranking demon.
"Just the three of you, and a few broken holy swords?"
"You can try."
Griselda did not back down. A sacred and powerful aura surged from her body, colliding fiercely with Rias's magic in the air.
Crack!
A faint popping sound was heard in the air.
【Fight! Fight! 】
Zhou Ye watched with great interest, and even wanted to conjure up another bag of popcorn.
Women fighting is always entertaining, especially when they're both beautiful and of high status. This isn't a negotiation; it's a massive family feud.
Just as the two sides were about to escalate from verbal warnings to physical violence, Rias suddenly withdrew her magic and leaned back on the sofa.
"How about we make a deal that's good for both of us?"
Griselda also lowered her aura and raised an eyebrow.
"Please say."
"You know who the mastermind behind this incident is, and so do we. It's the Fallen Angel executive, Kirkbor."
Rias extended a finger and tapped the table.
"His target is our two next heads of the Demon Clan, while your target is the Holy Sword. There is no direct conflict of interest between us."
She looked at Griselda and offered her own proposal.
"So, your church will be responsible for collecting the fragments of your holy sword, while we demons will destroy the fallen angels who are hostile to us. How about we keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other?"
After she finished speaking, not only Griselda, but also Xenovia and Irina behind her were stunned.
They had imagined countless scenarios: the devil's cunning, the devil's cruelty, or even war.
But I never expected that the other party would take the initiative to propose cooperation.
Sona glanced at Rias, her eyes showing approval.
This is indeed the optimal solution at present.
Griselda remained silent.
She gave Rias a deep look. This next head of the Gremory family was more decisive and visionary than the intelligence reports described.
She's not some naive girl who's easily swayed by her emotions.
"can."
After a long while, Griselda finally nodded.
This result relieved Rias and Sona.
However, Griselda hadn't finished speaking.
“I can agree to your proposal, but I have a request.”
"What request?"
For the first time, and in a truly meaningful way, Griselda's gaze shifted away from Rias and Sona.
She passed right through everyone and landed precisely on the man who had been leaning against the wall, drinking his beverage like an outsider.
"Could I meet Mr. Zhou Ye, who possesses the God-Destroying Tool [The End]?"
Swish!
In an instant, everyone's eyes in the room were focused on Zhou Ye.
Rias, Akeno, Nami, and the other women's expressions became strange.
Zhou Ye almost choked to death on a mouthful of soda.
Even if I'm just spouting nonsense, the angels have to verify it. It must have been Sazex, that brother-in-law, who told me.
Under everyone's astonished and uncertain gaze, Zhou Ye put down the cup in his hand, making a soft "clatter" sound.
He looked up, meeting Griselda's probing gaze, a playful smile playing on his lips.
Chapter 177 Negotiation 2
Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of everyone, Zhou Ye calmly stood up and casually placed the empty cup in his hand on the table next to him.
He ignored the questioning looks from Rias and the others, and walked straight to the center of the room, facing Griseldaquata directly.
"Ms. Greta Daquata".
Zhou Ye's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable force.
“I am Rias’s future husband, but this is my first time meeting your church and the angels you represent. What is there for us to talk about?”
Judging from the saintess's reaction, Sazex's brother-in-law must have been bragging a lot outside, spreading my false identity everywhere.
The moment he said that, the atmosphere in the room became even more eerie.
Rias's cheeks flushed bright red instantly, like a ripe apple.
She froze on the sofa, her mind blank, with only Zhou Ye's words, "I am Rias's future husband," echoing repeatedly in her mind.
Shyness, secret joy, and a little bit of resentment—all these emotions intertwined, making her wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
[Ye, you idiot! What nonsense are you spouting in front of so many people!]
However... a future husband... that sounds pretty good...
Should we go to the Aegean Sea or the Maldives for our honeymoon?
Himejima Akeno covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of mischief as she watched her captain's lovestruck expression.
Nami, Saeko Busujima, and the others straightened their backs in unison, displaying an expression of pride that said, "Look, this is our boss."
For the first time, a slight look of surprise appeared on Griseldaquata's face.
She carefully examined the man in front of her.
He possessed neither the demonic power of a demon, nor the divine aura of an angel, nor the dark power of a fallen angel.
He was just like an ordinary human being.
But this "ordinary" human being could make the next heads of the Gremory and Sidi families subtly revolve around him, and make the girls around him show expressions of absolute trust.
His words just now, in particular, were filled with an undeniable possessiveness and self-confidence.
[As expected, the demons have indeed stumbled upon a treasure with boundless potential.]
Griselda silently assessed the situation in her mind.
No wonder this Lucifer would betroth his most beloved sister to a human of unknown origin.
The potential and domineering aura of the wielder of the God-Slaying Gear [The End] far surpasses any other God-Slaying Gear recorded in the Heaven's Database.
Thinking of this, the surprise on Griselda's face slowly faded, turning into a gentle smile.
"Mr. Zhou Ye has misunderstood."
She smiled and said:
"I was just curious about what kind of person Gremory's future husband was. After meeting him today, I can see that he truly lives up to his reputation."
She paused, then changed the subject, adding a pointed remark.
"It must be said that Mr. Zhou Ye's strength and temperament far surpass that Phoenix roast chicken."
“Roast chicken? Riesling Phoenix?” Zhou Ye raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance.
Wow, you even know about the roast chicken meme. Your church's intelligence work is pretty good.
Rias's face darkened instantly upon hearing the word "roast chicken".
Of course she knows who Griselda is referring to. Who are you implying?
Zhou Ye frowned, his sharp gaze locking onto Griselda.
"Rias's ranking game, the scenes on the battlefield, you angels also have them?"
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