Gremory and Lucifer

"... Kgh!"

The young Beelzebub squirmed under Razevan's foot, looking for a way to get rid of him. Lucifer, for his part, pointed his hand at the young Beelzebub, ready to end his life.

While the spectators watched in amazement this battle, someone intervened between the two.

A shimmering silvery colour descended from the sky.

"That's enough! You two, please leave! "

Although the voice owner said that the two have to separate, it was obvious that it was heading towards the young Lucifer.

The one who stood between the Lucifer and the young Beelzebub was a young woman with long, beautiful silver hair. She seemed to be the same age as Razevan. A gorgeous young woman.

As soon as Sirzechs saw her, he was enraptured by her beauty. He couldn't take his eyes off her. Serafall approached him and whispered in his ear: "She belongs to the direct lineage of Lucifer, to the Lucifuge Family."

Young Sirzechs immediately understood the situation and closed his eyes to look at it. "Lucifuge... I see, so she's the rumoured one..."

She was stunning, but she and Sirzechs belonged to different worlds. It was obvious from the look the beautiful woman was giving Razevan that she had some kind of romantic thought for him, and even Sirzechs, who was no expert in love, noticed that.

Serafall, on the other hand, was looking at the young Lucifuge with hostility. She seemed to be looking at her sworn enemy.

Razevan saw that the annoyance known as Grayfia Lucifuge had already decided to intervene, so he clicked with his tongue before withdrawing his foot from the stupid Beelzebub face.

The young Beelzebub felt that he had received the amnesty and rose hastily. He was going to thank Grayfia but decided otherwise when he saw the disgusting look she was giving him.

The young Beelzebub snapped his tongue and turned his back on her. Then, he spat at Razevan: "You, who inherited the dreaded blood of the original Maou... heir to the House of Lucifer. Now I know your face. I hope we can meet again." Those were his last words before he and his servants left the coliseum.

Was Razevan imagining things or were Beelzebub's pants wet?

Razevan stood still, looking at Grayfia in silence. He seemed to want to say several things to his partner.

The heir to the Oriacs family walked up to Razevan and said, "Thank you very much for saving me."

"Have I saved you? I couldn't care less about your life. That Beelzebub kid was getting on my nerves too much, that's why I wanted to kill him." Razevan replied as he shrugged his shoulders.

The silver-haired girl, Lucifuge's daughter, tried to leave after seeing that the shock had subsided. Suddenly Razevan stopped her and said: "It's ok to stop me when I go to flirt with other women, but don't stop me again when I want to kill someone."

The young woman stopped short and said, "No one will come to you looking for trouble as long as you keep your powers a secret, you fool."

Problems? That's exactly what I was looking for. He was so bored in 18 years, he needed some action.

Grayfia retired from the scene. Razevan stayed there while he watched her leave. He couldn't take his eyes off her for a moment. In his mind, his first encounter with her was reproduced, it was love at first sight.

Well, he didn't really know what love is. He called it love because he was more attracted to her than to the average female he encounters.

"Is she beautiful?"

"A lot."

Razevan responded without hesitation, ignoring the threatening tone of the question.

"Perhaps I should pluck out your eyes to protect Miss Lucifuge's purity?" The same voice asked again.

Razevan turned and asked the person in question a question: "Are you jealous, Serafall?"

"Jealous? In your dreams, Hmph."

Razevan thought Serafall was cute too, especially the way she was pouting.

"And you are..."

Razevan already knew who the other Devil was who was accompanying Serafall. Serafall's three friends, and she, were very powerful, although Razevan didn't know how much. The Great King's family had been trying to hide their powers, but Rizevim had found out easily and passed the information on to his son.

Young Lucifer was especially interested in the red-haired boy. He had inherited the power of "destruction", a power completely opposite to that of his "purification".

"Sirzechs Gremory, pleased to meet you." The young redhead showed up.

"Razevan Lucifer."

Both Devils shook hands.

Razevan began to apply force to his hand, a provocative look on his face. The young Gremory raised an eyebrow, and soon smiled and began to apply force as well.

Gradually, the force increased. Soon they began to use their demonic powers, but they never used "destruction" or "purification".

Razevan was the first to release Sirzechs' hand, all because he felt Grayfia's penetrating gaze on his back. She seemed to want to leave now, so young Lucifer had to concede first.

"My purification against your destruction, I wonder who will win?" Razevan asked provocatively.

"I would bet on a draw, but I think my destruction is a little stronger." Sirzechs didn't want to lose to Razevan.

"Is that so? See you, Gremory."

"Until next time, Lucifer."

That was the end of the two boys conversation.

"I don't know how you do it, Serafall, to make your tits grow bigger than your body. If you keep this up you're going to reach a point where your body can't handle the weight of that pair of tits, I think you should go to the doctor."

"Bastard..."

Serafall threw a punch at Razevan, but he had already left with Grayfia.

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The next day, at Castle Lucifer.

The news about what happened at the "social gathering" that took place at the Lucifaad Coliseum reached the ears of his father, Rizevim Livan Lucifer. He heard about his son's "great performance".

"Child... I heard about the great scene you did at the social gathering yesterday."

At the social gathering, the power of his son, the great power with which he was born, was witnessed not only by the children of the other High-Class families but also by the Maou's family.

Razevan's dominant power was known only to the Lucifer House and some of the families who served them, such as the Lucifuge House or the Naberius.

Razevan closed his eyes. "Grayfia forced me to go to that place to "socialize" with those idiots, and I was getting bored. Besides, that Beelzebub... I don't like his nose, that's why I wanted to kill him."

Rizevim opened his eyes a little, and let out a gentle laugh.

"It seems I haven't raised you badly, son. A devil has to be evil and cruel, he has to do whatever he wants and whenever he wants. That's why we're Lucifer's children, isn't it?"

"What's good about being a son of Lucifer? What's good about being the descendant of a Maou? Look at those pathetic descendants of Maou's, anyone from Serafall's group could have annihilated them all if they wanted to. It's only because I'm so much stronger than the rest that I can do whatever I want, no matter how much I was born with a special power."

Razevan sighed.

"I know, that's why I sent you to train with that woman from the Land of Shadows since you were young," Rizevim said slightly.

Razevan shuddered as he remembered his teacher. She was beautiful, no doubt, but the training had nothing to do with her beauty. When there was no training, she was sweet to him, but when there was training, his teacher seemed to become a totally different person.

Although Razevan was grateful to her, he might not be who he is today if he had not gone through that training. She taught him everything he knew today, from hand-to-hand combat to the control of his unique ability.

If it weren't for her, he might just be a little bit superior to that Beelzebub, his "purification" will be the equivalent of that boy's flies...

Who was Razevan trying to fool? He didn't even need to use 10% of his power to defeat that guy.

But, it was true that training with her was the reason that Razevan was so powerful. Even if he has not used his true strength yet.