Growing Scottish 7

Less than an hour later found Yarden and Irina within his hotel room. The lights were fully out and the only illumination within the room at all, came from the moon shining down through the window.

The Scottish teen lay on his back within the hotel room bed, one arm crossed under his head and stared up at the ceiling, not a lick of clothing on him. Irina, was in a similar state, the older twin tailed exorcist was as nude as the day she was born, her head resting on his chest and large, soft breasts squished into his side, one of her shapely legs intertwined with his own.

…Yet, despite the situation they were in, there was not a lick of sexual tension at all. Despite having a voluptuous beauty among beauties pressed up against him, absolutely naked, Yarden felt no sexual desire.

He was fully concentrating on sharing his internal energy with her. Devil's as a species, had the unique ability to heal each other and even other races by having skin to skin contact and sharing their magical energy.

It was almost ironic that it could work with angels as well, despite the fact that their holy light energy was absolutely toxic to devil kind.

Despite his impressive strength and abilities, this was actually the only healing option open to Yarden and worked better the less clothing the ones taking part in the healing wore.

Irina, had been utterly listless and dazed ever since they arrived in the hotel room, she hadn't even reacted to the suggestion much at all, just idly agreeing, stripping off the remnants of her battle suit and crawling into the bed and latching on to him when he got in beside her.

It could almost be infuriating, having such a gorgeous girl in bed with him, and not able to enjoy it at all.

…At the very least, her tears had dried up and she was all sobbed out. Now, she just seemed utterly numb, to the point where she didn't even care that she'd gotten into a bed, utterly naked, with a devil she'd only met twice.

It made Yarden's stomach twist and churn with guilt. He'd caused all this, through a selfish desire to have this girl and her partner for their mission all to himself.

The more he actually, properly thought on it with the realisations he'd come to earlier…the more disgusted he became with himself.

He was just as bad as that prick Diadora Astaroth. Really, the only difference between him and that piece of shit, was that he hadn't forced himself on Irina. And the saddest part about it all was, he'd come up with this plan before he even became a devil in the first place!

'Well, you're not wrong, objectively, it was quite the dastardly plan,' Vritra suddenly spoke up in agreement with his thoughts, he'd not heard a lick from the dragon since he'd cut off their connection for a bit to integrate with their 'loot' from Azazel, 'But will you stop your whining? You are not anywhere close to that foolish little devil in wretchedness, the fact you realised your mistake and regret it, shows how different you are from that piece of trash.'

His lips twitched briefly up, before turning right back down into a frown, 'Maybe, but it doesn't change what I did.' he pointed out. He'd completely torn her life right out from under her. Now that she knew, she could never go back to the church, she'd just get excommunicated like Asia, and how Xenovia was canonically.

'Perhaps,' Vritra mused in agreement, 'Then the only route open to you, is to make it up her then is it not? At the very least, you've moved on from thinking of her as a simple female to have to yourself for your own pleasure.'

Well, that was a given wasn't it? She didn't exactly have anywhere left to go, even her family was heavily involved with the church. He was still going to offer her a place in his peerage when he got his evil pieces from Serafall, but even if she refused, he'd make sure she was well taken care of regardless.

'There, see, accept your faults and own your mistakes, don't spend your time wallowing and whining like a little weakling when you could be doing something much more productive.' Vritra lectured approvingly.

'You're right, thanks mate,' Yarden replied gratefully, 'So, changing the subject for now, how did it go?' he asked.

He felt as Vritra literally perked up and glee resonate through their connection, 'Amazing the increase in power in of itself is mindboggling, you cannot feel it yourself without coming in here, but, I have perhaps jumped from the weakest of the Dragon King's, to the strongest,' the black dragon boasted pridefully, 'But, the boons I have gained have not finished there. Through integrating my soul fragments within those Twice Critical Sacred Gears, I have done what I never could before, I have learned how double all my abilities.'

Yarden's eyes widened, '….You can use Boost?!' he spluttered mentally in shock.

'Indeed,' he could practically feel the massive grin on Vritra's face, 'Admittedly, I can only use it once because it is not a natural ability of mine like Ddraig's, but the ability to double my power and abilities even once is a mind boggling feat for me.'

Yarden could definitely imagine that. If Vritra was as strong as he thought now, and with the ability to Boost even once, then, it was highly likely, Vritra was well within the top ten list of the strongest supernatural beings now!

'My thoughts exactly,' Vritra laughed, and Yarden was surprised, he so rarely got to hear him laugh, 'But, the good news itself does not end there.'

…It didn't!?

'Indeed not!' Vritra beamed happily, and it was almost getting a bit weird how happy he was, 'I was able to connect your sacred Gears together to make them a single sacred gear and easier for you to use, and that is not all! I was able to integrate one of the Twice Critical in to the new Sacred Gear as well! Not only can I boost and double my abilities now, but so too can you!'

Holy…shit!

With his Balance Breaker, Grian and now the ability to boost, would he not surely be on the level of a Maou?

'Easily!' Vritra scoffed, 'With your strength and abilities and these new upgrades, I don't doubt you could fell any single one of those old Satan pieces of trash in battle!'

Hell, wouldn't a combined Sacred Gear of Blaze Black Flare, Delete Field, Absorption Line, Shadow Prison and Twice Critical make for a clear Longinus-tier Sacred Gear?

'Undoubtedly,' Vritra affirmed his thoughts, 'If a mere Nemean Lion could create a Longinus, then a Sacred Gear with even my previous self would as well. But now? With how much stronger I've become and Twice Critical? Your Sacred Gear has easily reached the level of a Longinus!'

Huh, well would you look at that. He always knew they'd reach top tier heights, but never so quickly.

'Speaking of your Sacred Gear though, the base form should be little more than a combined form and you merely need to learn how to use Shadow Prison,' Vritra began explaining, 'But, I can feel that your Balance Breaker has went through a massive change, you should find some time to try it out and get a feel for it.'

Hmm, well that definitely made sense. Sacred Gears changed and evolved all the time, but few ever grew so drastically in a short period of time, if any at this point in time.

If it didn't change, he would have actually been surprised, and a little disappointed. His previous Balance Breaker looked little different from a re-skinned Scale Mail, he'd like to branch away from that even if the idea of the Scottish Scale Mail dabbing all over the English and Welsh ones made his chest bubble with desire.

'Oh wait!' a thought occurred to Yarden, 'You said you combined the gears with a single Twice Critical, what about the other four?' he asked.

'Nothing, I'm just keeping hold of them for now,' Vritra gave the equivalent of a mental shrug, 'They lack my fragments to power them now, but the ability to Boost is still readily available within. Anyone with around the same amount of magic power as your average high-class devil should be able to use them freely without too much strain still.'

Huh.

So didn't that mean he basically had four sacred gears that doubled all physical abilities and magical power in his possession and could give them to anyone he desired?

And that wasn't even the end of it, Sacred Gear's inherently boosted their holders potential, letting them reach greater heights of power and strength, at quicker paces.

'Well why do you think I grabbed them all in the first place?' Vritra snorted, 'I could have taken my fragments back and left the actual Sacred Gear's with Azazel after all.'

Yarden couldn't help it, he chuckled, 'Man you're awesome partner!' he praised the black dragon. That was the Scottish way! Take it all and give nothing back! Loot everything not nailed down if given the chance!