I surrender

Chapter 119 - I surrender

Riser fell to the ground, a horrific wound stretching from his shoulder to his stomach.

Normally, These mere wounds should have been healed instantly.

However, The wound remained open, and blood flowed freely, staining the ground red.

Riser's pained groans grew weaker, and his face turned deathly pale, as though he could die at any moment.

Mahiro wasn't surprised by this outcome.

The injury caused by the power of light had a powerful restraining effect on devils.

Additionally, Zanpakutō was known for attacking the soul, and Hyōrinmaru's ice-attributes directly countered the phenex fire. 

With an attack that combined multiple factors, Mahiro would have found it strange if he couldn't defeat Riser in one strike.

In fact, the real surprise was that the blow hadn't sent Riser straight to his death, which spoke volumes about his immortality.

Such resilience was expected from the Phenex Clan, who had played a significant role in the Great War.

"Please, leave my brother alone."

Ravel stepped in front of Riser, looking at Mahiro and pleading tearfully.

"So, what is the result of this duel?" Mahiro asked.

"We surrender! We surrender!" Ravel quickly responded.

"Miss, it's time to announce the result," Mahiro called into the sky.

"Mahiro Toma, versus Riser Phenex—winner, Mahiro Toma!" Grayfia's calm voice echoed across the space, though there was a hint of something imperceptible in her tone.

After her announcement, a magic circle appeared, and Grayfia's figure emerged from it.

"Let me provide some emergency treatment for Riser-sama. His injury looks severe."

Grayfia glanced at Mahiro with a complex expression.

Originally, Sirzechs had tasked her with ensuring Mahiro's survival during the game, but the result had been the complete opposite.

Not only was Mahiro fine, but he had displayed overwhelming strength and defeated Riser in a single strike.

In fact, it was now Riser's life that needed saving.

This result was something no one had expected.

Grayfia knelt beside Riser, pressing her hand against his wound and beginning emergency treatment.

With Grayfia's help, Riser's suppressed regeneration began to take effect, and his wound slowly started to heal.

"That's all I can do for now."

Seeing Riser regain consciousness, Grayfia withdrew her hand. "Riser-sama, your injury is severe. To fully recover, you'll need to return to the Phenex Clan."

"Thank you, Grayfia," Riser weakly expressed his gratitude, then looked at Mahiro with deep fear.

Though his physical wounds were healing, the damage to his soul had left a fundamental injury, requiring a long period of rest.

Without Grayfia's assistance, his recovery would have been much slower.

Supported by Ravel, Riser stood up, glanced at Mahiro, and suddenly began laughing bitterly, as though he had lost his mind. "You won this time!"

"However, things between you and Rias aren't that simple."

"The old devils of the Underworld won't easily approve of you and Rias."

"Hahaha, you're just a human!"

Grayfia remained calm as she said, "Riser-sama, this is our business and does not concern you."

"Yes, yes, I'm just giving him a reminder as thanks for sparing me."

Riser tried to act gracious, but there was no trace of acknowledgment in his tone. If anything, his expression was closer to smug satisfaction.

In their society, bloodline and heritage were highly important.

If not for that, the Gremory and Phenex Clan's wouldn't have been so eager to pair Rias and Riser together.

To many Devils, a human's origins were too low.

Even though Mahiro had proven his ability to defeat Riser, he likely still wouldn't be accepted by some of the older Devils.

Moreover, the human lifespan was too short.

A human's hundred-year life couldn't compare to a Devil's.

Suddenly, Mahiro raised his hand.

Another scream escaped Riser's mouth as a fresh wound opened up, compounding the injury he had just begun to recover from.

"So much talking—are your wounds healed already?" Mahiro asked coldly.

"You..."

Riser looked at Mahiro in terror.

Though this wound wasn't as severe as the first, it still caused him immense pain.

The so-called Immortality had no advantage before Mahiro.

Grayfia silently watched the events unfold. Though she could have intervened, she chose not to.

"I almost forgot," Mahiro said with a laugh.

The blade disappeared from Mahiro's hand, replaced by a red gauntlet that covered his entire right arm.

"Balance Breaker!"

Without hesitation, the moment the gauntlet appeared, a deep voice echoed out.

Then, a full-body red armor enveloped Mahiro completely.

"Since you're recovering well, I figured you might still be upset about your earlier defeat. How about we go again?" Mahiro's voice came from within the armor, filled with playful challenge.

"What is this?"

Riser stared at Mahiro's armor, momentarily stunned, then asked in confusion.

He could sense the terrifying power emanating from Mahiro, and it made him want to flee. But he didn't know what this armor was.

"No wonder Rias called you a pain in the ass."

Mahiro sneered.

In the past, the Phenex Clan's status among Devils wasn't particularly high. It was only after the popularity of Rating Games and Phenex tears that their status rose.

Grayfia, watching closely, spoke the name aloud. "The Red Dragon Emperor."

With her vast knowledge, it was impossible for Grayfia not to recognize the Red Dragon Emperor.

"Wait, what did you just say? The Red Dragon Emperor?!"

Riser's eyes widened in disbelief, followed by a shocked scream.

"The Red Dragon Emperor?" Ravel also looked at Mahiro in curiosity.

"Mahiro-sama, I didn't expect you to be the Red Dragon Emperor of this generation. That's truly surprising."

Grayfia's eyes were filled with astonishment. Then she smiled. "In that case, Sirzechs-sama won't need to worry. I doubt anyone will object to the matter between you and Rias now."

The blood of a heavenly dragon paired with the blood of a Devil—such a match would be perfectly acceptable.

Even if Mahiro was human, he was the Red Dragon Emperor of this generation.

"Why didn't you reveal this earlier?"

Riser's expression was complicated. The smug look he had before was long gone, replaced by questions, reluctance, and deep fear.

As for Grayfia's words, he didn't doubt them. Mahiro's power was unmistakable—he was the Red Dragon Emperor.

A free Red Dragon Emperor carried a far greater deterrent than a half-Devil Red Dragon Emperor like Hyoudou Issei, who had been reincarnated as a Devil.

After all, even as the Red Dragon Emperor, a reincarnated Devil carried a lower rank.

"Did I need to?"

Mahiro responded indifferently.

Riser was speechless.

Whether Mahiro had shown boosted gear or not, it wouldn't have made a difference.

Even without revealing it, Mahiro had been able to crush Riser in one blow.

"Well then, don't you want to fight for your reputation? I'm giving you another chance to show off."

Mahiro raised his hand with a smile.

"No, no, I surrender! I admit defeat, I'm convinced!" Riser shook his head in fear.

Without boosted gear, Mahiro had nearly killed him with one strike. How could he stand a chance now that Mahiro had revealed it?

"What a shame. I was hoping to beat you up some more. I didn't get to enjoy myself last time." Mahiro's words made Riser nearly faint in terror.

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