Seeing Kiba's hesitation, Rias chuckled, turning to Roy.
"Roy, you said you wouldn't hold back, but you barely showed your real strength, did you?"
"Eighty percent? Fifty? Or… just one or two?"
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, probing for his limits.
"Not that dramatic," Roy said, nodding.
"But yeah, I didn't go all out."
With his current strength and Kiba's Kendo talent fully absorbed, few could push him to peak.
"He outclassed Yuuto in p...
"I'd love for Yuuto to spar with you," Rias said with a standard elegant smile.
"He raved about your Kendo Club feat, and I'm dying to see the swordsmanship he can't stop praising."
Roy smirked inwardly but played clueless.
"Your Occult Research Club feels less like a research group and more like a fight club."
Rias chuckled.
"It's the Occult Research Club. 'Occult' is the key—research just complements it."
"Exactly," Akeno added, her smile teasi...
"Roy, class is starting, so I'll head out," Rias said, pausing at the classroom door.
Her gaze lingered briefly, landing on Issei Hyoudou with a flicker of curiosity.
"A reincarnated devil? Sona's?" Rias wondered, puzzled.
Kuoh Academy was her territory.
She tracked every devil in its halls, as protocol demanded they report to her.
Yet Issei's aura, faint but undeniable, had slipped under her radar until now.
"Didn't Sona mention scouting lower-grad...
The classroom fell silent, all eyes drawn to the crimson-haired figure at the door.
She carried an air of nobility, like a highborn lady.
Her face was breathtaking, almost dreamlike in its perfection.
Her figure—slender yet curvaceous—outshone many adults.
But her waist-length crimson hair, vibrant and striking, stole the show.
This radiant girl stood at the classroom's entrance, her presence commanding.
Even without seeing her before, Roy knew...
"Kiba-kun! What brings you to the third-year building? Something big?"
Kiba's fame at Kuoh Academy spanned all grades.
Hardly anyone didn't know him.
As he stepped into the third-year building, a gaggle of girls spotted him, swarming with eager questions about whether he needed help.
"It's club business—something urgent. I need to see Rias-senpai," Kiba explained, his warm smile masking a hint of exasperation.
"Is Rias-senpai in her classroom?" he asked.<...
The spar's outcome left the Kendo Club stunned, jaws dropped.
No one saw it coming.
Even Meguri stood frozen, glancing at her shinai, then at Roy.
She couldn't fathom being one-shotted in a single exchange.
'Outrageous.'
She hadn't tapped into her devil strength, sticking to human limits.
Still, years of training let her overpower most men barehanded.
Her kendo, honed over years, was near flawless. Her teacher had praised her perfect stance.<...
"It's mostly girls here," Meguri explained, a bit embarrassed. "Some are wary of guys joining."
"Plus, there've been incidents—boys pulling sketchy stunts—so we're extra thorough with male applicants, checking their character."
"Got it," Roy nodded.
Those "incidents" probably mirrored the Perverted Trio's antics, like Issei Hyoudou's peeping escapades.
"But since Kiba-kun vouched for you, we can skip the long probation," Meguri said, glancing at Yuto Kiba.
<...
"Kendo Club?" Kiba's mouth twitched.
If he recalled correctly, the Kendo Club's captain, Meguri Tomoe, was one of Student Council President Sona Sitri's peerage, a reincarnated devil.
While Kuoh Academy had its share of devils, they were a small fraction of the student body.
Roy's knack for zeroing in on devil-run clubs—first the Occult Research Club, now the Kendo Club—felt uncanny.
Was it dumb luck or some fated tie to devils?
"How'd you pick the Kend...
Aika's quip about her sight and hearing being "ruined" by the class might've been an exaggeration, but the girls' enthusiasm for Roy was undeniable.
Outside class hours, Roy's desk was swarmed with girls.
They peppered him with questions, their eager gazes practically peeling back his layers.
Aika, already chummy by mid-morning, poked Roy during the last class and whispered slyly,
"So, feel like you're picking a girlfriend?"
[Congratulations, host. 24,000 d...
===
Host: Roy Flott
Race: Human
Level: LVL 55
Replicated Ability: Hell Fire (C), Kendo Talent
Replicated Item: Boosted Gear (B+)
Dimension Points: 1,086,031
===
"Mastering new skills bumped me up level?" Roy mused.
Unlike replicating Kiba's Middle-Class Demonic Power, the boost wasn't dramatic, but he felt sharper.
Over the past four days, training alone, Roy noticed finer control over his body and growing strength.
<...
The fallen angels' movements were tied to Asia.
Five days had passed since Roy started monitoring the fallen Angels.
The odds of trouble were slim but not zero. Roy checked the recordings, fast-forwarding to a conversation involving Asia.
"Mittelt, you're awfully free, lounging around the church," Raynare's voice said.
Roy noted the timestamp: one day ago.
Odd, given the fallen angels' three-day meeting cycle.
"Lady Raynare!" Mittelt replied, fluste...
"By the way, partner, a heads-up," Ddraig said.
"If Albion hadn't been stuck with a host as useless as mine was, he'd likely be awake by now."
"From our past clashes, I'd bet this generation's Albion host has already mastered the Balance Breaker."
Ddraig didn't elaborate on the Balance Breaker or question Roy's knowledge of his prior host, Hyoudou Issei.
To a Sacred Gear, such details were irrelevant—only the host's ability to wield it mattered.
Roy's s...
Roy returned to the villa smoothly with no incidents along the way.
"It's said to double the hosts power every ten seconds."
"Let's see how many boosts I can handle"
Back at the living room, he summoned the Longinus.
A fierce, crimson gauntlet encased his right hand..
[Boost!]
With a thought, the gauntlet flared, a low draconic voice echoing from the gauntlet.
[Boost!]X8
Nine boosts resounded, each doubling Roy's strength.
His s...
After forty-five minutes, Roy completed the technique, making the final magic circle into Issei’s body.
“Solid progress."
He exhaled, relieved.
The time-intensive spell demanded intense focus, but his practice paid off.
Every magic circle was etched flawlessly in one go.
Roy felt a surge of satisfaction.
The second step, the Sacred Gear integration technique, was far simpler.
After a brief pause, Roy traced a magic circle with his finger...
“As expected, they followed,” Roy muttered.
“Tracking so openly, though? Aren’t you worried Rias will spot you?”
The two fallen angels tailing him—Mittelt and Kalawarner—seemed convinced he was an ordinary human.
Their pursuit was hardly subtle; they spread their wings, blended into the night sky, and trailed him from above.
To an average person, their aerial stalking might’ve gone unnoticed.
But Roy, with strength rivaling a Middle-class D...
Though fallen angels wielded light-based power, a flashlight’s glare was still jarring.
As enhanced beings from the Biblical, they retained minor human weaknesses under normal conditions.
It felt like deliberate provocation.
“Who’s this guy?” Mittelt snapped, shielding her nearly blinded eyes.
She glared at the figure waving the flashlight.
“Hey, brat! Keep shaking that light, and I’ll end you!”
“Why’re you yelling so loud?” Roy...
Sacred Gear hosts often exhibited exceptional traits—strength, intellect, or unique talents.
This was Grigori's conclusion after millennia of observation.
But after three days tailing Issei, Raynare found nothing remarkable.
She'd covertly checked his report card—mediocre, far from brilliant.
His appearance? Unimpressive, especially to Raynare, who'd seen countless striking figures.
Issei was, frankly, plain.
Strength?
A high school bo...
"Not the same?"
Raynare asked, raising an eyebrow with a sardonic smirk.
"What's so special about this saint?"
"Did she flirt her way out of the church with her charms?"
To fallen angels like Raynare, saints were little more than church propaganda—tools to dupe devotees.
In her eyes, they were no better than seductresses.
"She seems genuinely pure," Dohnaseek replied instinctively.
"Tch. The church's old trick—pick some innocent-looking ...
"Kalawarner, what did you find? Is there a ghost here?"
The blonde gothic lolita fallen angel, Mittelt, asked.
She glanced nervously at the moonlit church hall, its shadows deepening her fear.
"Mittelt, you're a fallen angel. Is it really okay to be scared of ghosts?" the male fallen angel, Dohnaseek looked confuse.
"I'm still a girl! Being afraid of ghosts is totally normal," Mittelt retorted matter-of-factly.
Her expression turned timid.
"Beside...
In Kuoh Town, inside a villa's adjacent gymnasium, the sharp sound of the kendo sword echoed relentlessly.
The sound came from rapid, precise swings, each clean and piercing.
Under the gymnasium's lights, a boy could be seen practising.
His swings were lightning-fast yet consistent.
A precise instrument could have clocked the exact frequency.
"One thousand," the boy said, halting his practice and exhaling deeply.
The boy was Roy.
Two days ago...
"Roy, isn't this place a bit pricey? An ordinary restaurant would've been fine," Kiba looked a bit embarrassed, as they arrived at the upscale restaurant.
Having attended high school in Kuoh Town for a year, Kiba knew the local scene.
This restaurant's steep prices were far beyond a student's budget.
As a reincarnated devil, his living expenses barely exceeded those of an ordinary teen.
A meal here could leave him scraping by for weeks.
"I read online tha...
"Others get to tail cute, beautiful girls, but I'm stuck following a high school boy with a head full of perverted nonsense?"
Roy muttered to himself, eyeing Issei's figure from a distance.
For caution's sake, Roy didn't approach Issei right after he left home.
Instead, he opted for a casual encounter in the supermarket to avoid any potential surveillance by anyone lurking in the shadows.
It might be overthinking, but better safe than sorry.
The supermark...
The Three Factions War and the Devil Civil War had caused immense upheaval among Devils.
In such chaos, it wasn't unthinkable for a clan's bloodline to be lost in the human world.
Such cases had occurred before.
"I'm not sure," Rias admitted, her tone tinged with frustration.
Everyone understood why.
The marriage contract with the Phenex Clan was a heavy burden on Rias's heart.
"Rias, should we report this?" Akeno asked.
A potential Phenex ...
Everyone followed Shiro, and soon noticed the path was leading to a place Devils instinctively avoided.
"Rias, this direction…" Akeno said, her tone turning serious.
"The church?" Rias slowed her pace, gazing into the distance with a low voice.
Having lived in Kuoh Town for years, Rias was familiar with its notable locations, including the abandoned church.
"Shiro, are you sure?" Koneko stopped, gently picking up the white kitten and asking softly.
Meow me...
"Ah, Rias, you seem awfully motivated," Noticing the distinct, excited smile on Rias's face, Akeno covered her mouth and chuckled.
"President, you're looking scary," Koneko added.
Her instincts, sharper than most, picked up on Rias's intensity.
Even with her usual stoic demeanor, she couldn't resist commenting.
"The Stray in for a rough night," Kiba said with a smile.
"Indeed," Rias replied.
"I'll make sure it learns that becoming a Stray, evading i...
After defeating the Stray Devil, Roy bolted from the woods at top speed.
"No one should find me here, right?" Roy panted, his heart pounding loudly in the quiet night.
The rapid beat wasn't just from the intense sprint but also from the adrenaline of killing anything for the first time.
The Stray Devil, though monstrous, retained human-like traits.
Most people struggled to kill even chickens or ducks, let alone humanoid creatures.
Even trained fighters of...
"No, human, shouldn't you be terrified?"
"Why aren't you afraid of me? Why are you so calm?" the Stray Devil roared, its demeanor shifting from smug to ferocious.
Roy's calmness, unlike the fear it expected from humans, seemed to snap it into a frenzied state, its words a mix of rage and confusion.
"You don't seem all that scary," Roy replied with a faint smile.
Had he encountered a Stray Devil right after arriving in this world, Roy would've been petrified.
<...
As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.
"Tch, my phone's almost out of battery," Roy muttered, sprawled comfortably on a pew in the church.
He'd been glued to his mobile phone for nearly the entire afternoon.
"Shouldn't fallen angels be nocturnal?"
"Why aren't they resting in the church during the day?" Roy grumbled, casting a displeased glance around the empty hall.
No one had shown up besides him.
His entire afternoon had been wasted, and with...
===
Host: Roy Flott
Race: Human
Level: 30[Middle-Class]
Replicated Ability: Hell Fire (C)
Replicated Items: None
Dimensional Points: 5,593
===
"The demonic power doesn't show up in the ability or item bar, even though it's clearly boosted my strength."
"LVL30…" Roy estimated his strength.
With Demonic Power and Hell Fire inherited from the Phenex clan, his strength was comparable to someone wielding a Sacred Gear.
"It's no big deal. We don't have anything urgent on our end anyway," Rias said with a graceful smile.
She showed no intention of blaming Kiba for his tardiness.
"But this is rare."
"Yuuto's always the most punctual among us, yet today he's the last to arrive."
Akeno, the black-haired girl with a long ponytail, radiated the elegance of a Yamato Nadeshiko.
Her gentle eyes and warm smile suggested she'd be a perfect wife someday.
As Rias's friend and ...