Chapter 23

"What do you think of him?" Rias was looking out the window of the Occult Research Club. Her field of view was directly toward the hidden ground where Kiba and Alastor were training.

"Honestly, I have no clue... He acts on his whims and doesn't really seem to have a plan. He just does whatever he wants to do... And to be honest he is really hot." Akeno said while sipping tea.

"Unrestrained and free... I'm envious. And yes, he is devilishly handsome." Rias said with a wry smile as she saw the duo of Alastor and Kiba take a break after Kiba asked for one, having been training for a while now.

Rias saw Alastor turn directly in her direction and wave at her and got flustered. She waved back with a wry smile as she went back into the room.

"He noticed you?" Akeno asked. "Yeah, and he seemed to know about me since the start since I came to look at him and Kiba..." Rias said as she took a seat in front of Akeno.

"How does he fight?" Akeno asked Rias before continuing, "He just seems so harmless and terrifying at the same time that I can't imagine what he does to his enemies."

"I'll show you one of his famous Rating games. You'll realize why I was so relieved when he agreed to help me out with Riser. My confidence in him stems from his undeniable power." She said as she cast a magic circle, creating a hologram in the air.

"This was when he fought Sairaorg Bael, the second strongest among our age and his peerage last year," Rias said as the hologram started playing.

Sairaorg's peerage was spread out on the entire field as each of them had the utmost serious expression. On the other side, Alastor was seen standing with an almost lazy and impatient expression as he waited for the commencement of the match.

Just as the commencement signal was cast, Alastor disappeared from his spot and appeared in front of a pair of Sairaorg's pawns.

Before they could even react to his presence, he pointed at them and muttered, "See you later..." And that was all.

They disappeared as if they never even existed. Alastor could be seen chuckling as he punched through once again as if it was some inside joke that only he knew.

This time there was no effect as he was just saying it for the fuck of it. "He's just playing with them..." Akeno realized.

Then he teleported again as he targeted another of Sairaorg's Rooks. This one was alone.

Though this time, as he muttered, "Fire," The Rook started disintegrating from his spot,

"Hm?" He looked around, realizing that a magical barrier was placed around him that blocked him from teleporting outside.

Then several magic circles appeared around rest of Sairaorg's Peerage, surrounding them from all directions.

Sairaorg was not in the magic circle of course.

"He's trapped with them..." Akeno muttered with worry. "Is he?" Rias had a wry smile. Akeno's confusion was soon answered as she kept watching.

They all started bombarding him with attacks that all disintegrated just as they reached him, A red glow surrounding his entire body "That's his signature Armor of Destruction. Even my brother is impressed by his fine control over the Power of Destruction..." Rias said and heard Akeno gasp as she realized the implications of being acknowledged by the devil who was known as the strongest publically.

When the magic circle activated allof Sairaorg peerage disappeared, leaving only Him and Sariaorg.

"I don't need to hold back, Alastor," Sairaorg said, his voice steady and full of determination. "But don't think for a second that I'll make this easy for you."

Alastor's grin widened, his crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good. It wouldn't be fun if you did. Come at me if you dare."

(A/N: In this fight Alastor holding back as he is not using his cursed energy or Cursed technique. And he is also not using his full power of his demonic energy. Let's say he is giving a handycap to Sairaorg.)

With that, the two powerhouses charged at each other, the ground beneath them trembling with each step. Sairaorg led with a powerful punch, his fist glowing with the intense energy of Touki, the life force he had mastered to compensate for his lack of magical talent. But just as his punch was about to connect, Alastor disappeared in a blur of speed, reappearing behind Sairaorg with a playful chuckle.

"Too slow," Alastor taunted as he swung his own fist at Sairaorg's back. The punch landed with a resounding crack, sending shockwaves through the arena and forcing Sairaorg to stumble forward.

But Sairaorg was quick to recover, spinning around and retaliating with a barrage of punches, each one faster and more powerful than the last. Alastor weaved through the onslaught with uncanny agility, dodging the attacks with minimal movement, his expression one of amusement.

"You're strong, Sairaorg. No doubt about that," Alastor said, his voice carrying over the sounds of their clashing blows. "But strength alone isn't enough."

Said the Muscle for brain.

Sairaorg gritted his teeth, pouring more of his energy into his attacks. He knew Alastor was toying with him, but he refused to back down. This was his chance to prove that he could stand against the strongest of their generation, that he was more than just a brute force.

"I'll show you what I'm capable of!" Sairaorg roared, channeling all of his energy into one final, earth-shattering punch aimed directly at Alastor's chest.

Alastor didn't move to dodge this time. Instead, he raised his hand, catching Sairaorg's fist in his palm. For a moment, the arena was silent, the sheer force of Sairaorg's punch causing the air around them to vibrate.

But then, slowly, Alastor's grip tightened, and with a burst of his own power, he pushed Sairaorg back, forcing the larger devil to his knees.

"Stand proud, You are strong but throughout this underworld, I alone am the honored one." Alastor said and a chuckle followed after.

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