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Zhou Ye's lips twitched violently.
[What the hell is this legitimate power! What the hell is this quelling of internal strife!]
[You guys were just trying to drain me dry! If I didn't have Tom Cat's constitution, I'd be buried a long way off by now!]
[And Zhu Nai, you vixen, stop making lewd jokes! Can't you see there are minors over there?!]
"OK OK!"
Seeing that a new round of verbal sparring was about to begin, Zhou Ye quickly interrupted.
"I admit I was wrong, I give up, okay?"
He raised his hands in surrender.
“I mean, I have important business to attend to. Sona sent me a message saying that a Holy Sword Wielder from the Vatican has appeared in Kooh Town.”
The moment the words "Holy Sword Master" were uttered, the atmosphere in the living room instantly changed.
Elsa's body trembled involuntarily.
The past she desperately wanted to escape, yet which haunted her like a shadow, was once again brutally exposed.
She was expelled from the church, betrayed by her companions, and regarded as a heretic... Those painful memories flooded her mind like a tide.
Her face instantly turned ashen.
Rias noticed Aisha's unusual behavior and immediately abandoned her playful mood, her expression turning serious. She picked up her phone from the coffee table, opened the message from Sona, and quickly skimmed through it.
"The Holy Sword Wielder of the Vatican? It seems Kokober's plans are accelerating; we really can't afford to play around any longer."
Her voice deepened, and a hint of seriousness flashed in her wine-red eyes.
"Although Kirkbor is a disgrace to the fallen angels, he is an old codger who survived the mythical battlefield back then. He still has some skills. I don't want to capsize in the gutter."
Kokober.
When this name was mentioned, Himejima Akeno, who had been smiling all along, lost her smile for the first time.
Instead, a complex expression appeared, a mixture of disgust, mockery, and chilling murderous intent.
She could imagine the vicious words that the notoriously cruel and insane bastard would use to mock her and her cursed bloodline when she, a half-angel and half-witch, faced her father Baichu's colleagues.
“Kokbor…”
Himejima Akeno repeated the name in a low voice, a cold smile curving her lips.
"Haha~"
Those two soft laughs, devoid of any warmth, were like icicles in the dead of winter, causing the temperature in the entire living room to drop several degrees.
Chapter 174 Operation Plan
After having lunch, Zhou Ye and the others, who had returned to Komao Academy, were summoned by Sona to the student council office to discuss the battle plan.
The air in the office was so heavy it felt like you could wring water out of it.
Sonashidi, the student council president of Kuoh Academy, sat upright behind his desk, his hands crossed on the table, his eyes behind his glasses sharp as knives, scrutinizing each of his "allies" one by one.
Her gaze paused for a moment as it swept over Rias, Akeno Himejima, and Nami.
The girls who had just experienced the "fierce battle" tried their best to act as usual, but the lingering languor and satisfaction in their eyes and brows, as well as the subtle transformation from girls to women, could not escape Sona's notice.
Finally, her gaze fell on Zhou Ye, the center of the storm, and she gave him a thumbs up.
"I never expected Zhou Jun to be so capable."
Sona's voice remained calm as always, making it impossible to discern whether it was praise or sarcasm.
"Not only is your strength top-notch, but your stamina is also superb. It must have been tough for you to handle so many people all by yourself."
Zhou Ye was holding a glass filled with ice-cold soda that appeared out of thin air using an American-style tablecloth. Upon hearing this, he almost spat it out.
Speechless, I looked at Sona. Sona's pressure time! That one sentence was from a seasoned Onmyoji!
What do you mean by "dealing with so many people"? It makes me sound like a tyrannical ruler who sleeps with ten women a night! Although, in reality, that's pretty much true...
This woman is definitely indirectly criticizing Rias for not managing her household properly!
He put down his cup, a calm smile on his face.
"It's not hard work, we will accomplish our mission. After all, we must first secure our home front before we can fight back against external threats. Only when our rear is stable can we fight on the front lines without any worries."
As Rias listened to their conversation, her cheeks flushed slightly, but as the next head of the Gremory family, she was not about to be outdone in such a confrontation.
She gracefully tossed her long red hair and smiled as she extended an invitation to Sona.
"Cangna, judging from your tone, are you also planning to join our internal reorganization?"
"If you'd like to come, you're welcome anytime. We, the Gremory family, are always very generous to our friends."
These words were spoken with a provocative tone.
The subtext is: My people, I'm happy to pamper them, you have a problem with that? If you have a problem, why don't you try it yourself?
[Well done, Rias! You turned the problem into a multiple-choice question; let's see what she chooses!]
[A joins. B: Shut up.]
The clashes between female demons are truly deadly!
Sona's expression didn't change at all; she simply pushed up her glasses slightly.
"no."
She rolled her eyes at Rias, her tone remaining calm, but her words contained a great deal of information.
"I have confidence in my own family and don't need to solidify our relationship in this way. Besides, if I really approached Zhou Jun, my older sister at home would probably explode and turn the entire underworld upside down."
It's about the Demon King Seraph Leviathan. Indeed, when her own sister steals a man from a married woman, she has no shame, unless she joins in.
Zhou Ye silently took a sip of her soda, deciding not to participate in the conversation between her two best friends.
Sona ignored Rias and pushed a document to the center of the table, instantly bringing the atmosphere back on track.
"Let's put that aside for now and talk about Kiba-kun's matter."
Swish!
Rias, Akeno Himejima, and even Shirane Toujou, who had been relatively inconspicuous, all turned their gazes toward the only blond-haired handsome guy in the group, Yuuto Kiba.
Under everyone's gaze, Kiba Yuto's body tensed up instinctively.
His face, which always wore a gentle smile, was now filled with solemnity.
He knew that his obsession with the Holy Sword was the biggest destabilizing factor in the team.
He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and said to Rias and Sona with unwavering resolve:
"Minister! Chairman!"
"I assure you, I will control my emotions and will never let hatred cloud my judgment!"
"I will not become a weakness that the enemy can exploit!"
His voice was strong and resolute, full of determination.
But Cang only looked at him coldly.
"A guarantee? Kiba Yuto, on the battlefield, the most useless thing is a verbal guarantee."
"Your opponent is the Holy Sword Wielder, a product of the Holy Sword Project that directly led to the deaths of all your companions. Can you really guarantee that you can remain sane when you see those Excalibur fragments?"
Sona's words were like a cold knife, mercilessly cutting open Kiba Yuuto's deepest wound.
Kiba Yuto's face instantly turned pale, and his clenched fist trembled slightly.
"I……"
"Sona!" Rias interrupted, her tone clearly displeased.
"Kiba is my knight, I trust him!"
"Rias, this isn't a matter of belief, it's a matter of strategic deployment!"
Cangna didn't back down at all; she tapped the table with her finger.
"Any variable that could lead to total defeat must be eliminated in advance! I cannot gamble everyone's lives on his self-control!"
The auras of the two top-tier female demons clashed fiercely in the small student council office, making it almost impossible for the others to breathe.
Nami, Saeko Busujima, and the other women exchanged glances.
Here comes the classic infighting segment.
One side is protective of its own, the other is results-oriented; neither is wrong, but neither can convince the other.
Just then, Zhou Ye put down the cup in his hand.
"enough."
His voice wasn't loud, but it silenced the two arguing people.
He looked at Kiba Yuto.
"Kiba, do you want revenge?"
Kiba Yuto was taken aback, then nodded emphatically, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge:
"miss you!"
"Are you strong enough now?" Zhou Ye continued to ask.
"..." Kiba Yuto fell silent, his fists clenching even tighter.
"You can't even beat Saeko, so what makes you think you can fight the wielder of the Excalibur sword? With your hot-blooded passion?"
Zhou Ye's tone was calm, yet every word was piercing.
"Rushing in to your death is not revenge, it's foolishness. It's a second betrayal of your fallen comrades."
Kiba Yuto's body trembled violently, his face as pale as paper.
“So,” Zhou Ye stood up, walked over to him, and patted him on the shoulder,
"Put away your pathetic pride and useless hatred. Become stronger, strong enough to easily crush those so-called holy swords, strong enough to laugh as you trample your enemies underfoot."