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Before this, Badr had only encountered one of the beings known as the strongest [Two Heavenly Dragons], the Heavenly Dragon Gods.
That was Vali Lucifer, whom he had met previously. Vali's Sacred Gear was the manifestation of the Vanishing Dragon, Albion, one of the Two Heavenly Dragons.
Albion, the White Dragon Emperor, and Ddraig, the Red Dragon Emperor – these two powerful dragons had always existed in this world, passed down through human generations in the form of Sacred Gears.
Now, the host of the White Dragon Emperor had appeared, but the host of the Red Dragon Emperor was still nowhere to be found. Badr gazed at the Dragon Slayer holy sword, Ascalon, before him, his mind buzzing with questions.
Michael, knowing full well that the Fallen Angels had someone like Vali in their ranks, chose this moment to gift him a Dragon Slayer holy sword. What was his intention?
Was the Archangel trying to stir something up?
Badr pondered silently, maintaining a calm exterior.
"This is a sacred relic, isn't it? Why would Archangel Michael think of giving it to me? I'm a devil, after all."
"Hehe, rest assured, I've treated this sword. Even devils can touch it. Besides, haven't you already achieved the fusion of holy and demonic power? I made this decision precisely because you achieved that."
Michael continued in a peaceful tone:
"I consider this meeting an excellent opportunity for the three factions to reconcile. Our creator, God, has perished in battle. The former Satan who opposed us is also dead. The Cadre of the Fallen Angels are all lying low. This is our chance."
"But this opportunity has been staring us in the face for centuries," Badr countered calmly.
"They were always wary in the past, but things are different now. If we don't unite, other forces will intervene. We must make a decision."
Michael continued, his gaze fixed on Badr.
"This holy sword is a gift from the Angels to the Devils. Of course, I also sent a gift to the Fallen Angels. The Devils also gave us a few legendary Holy-Demonic swords. So the situation is clear."
Badr chuckled wryly.
"A gift from the Angels to the Devils? And it just happens to land in my hands? That's going to attract a lot of unwanted attention. I'm not worthy of such a treasure."
"Don't be so modest. Your accomplishments are plain to see. Besides, this was a decision made by your Satan himself. Who would dare object?" Michael said with a smile.
Badr, however, held a different view, muttering under his breath:
"...He's really looking for trouble for me. This is definitely his way of getting back at me for dating his sister."
Michael: "..."
Akeno Himejima: "..."
It was...hard to disagree.
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Who would have thought Badr would dare speak of a Satan in such a way?
Even Michael couldn't help but laugh.
"Hehe, how amusing. I'll be sure to relay this to Sirzechs. I'm curious to see his reaction."
Badr wasn't fazed in the slightest. He examined the [Dragon Slayer] carefully.
--Ascalon.
It truly was one of the legendary holy swords from mythology.
Though he had complained about Sirzechs causing him trouble, Badr was quite fond of the sword.
Besides, there was no reason to refuse a gift that was offered so readily.
He knew this would be of great benefit to him.
With this holy sword, he could absorb a large amount of holy power, similar to how he used the resonance of King Sword and Shield to enhance his demonic power.
After obtaining Ascalon, he could use a similar method, resonating with the holy sword to increase his holy power.
This would significantly accelerate his Development speed!
Badr's rapid growth was largely due to his unique method of evolving through Sacred Gear resonance.
Though he had also gained some demonic power growth through his contracts, it paled in comparison to the benefits of resonance Development.
The path of resonance Development was dangerous, but the rewards were substantial.
Badr practiced this method almost every night, enduring the mental strain and physical damage of the resonance while simultaneously stimulating his demonic power to increase steadily. This was the reason behind his remarkable progress.
Now, with Ascalon, his holy power Development could finally catch up to his demonic power!
Badr extended his hand and, under the watchful eyes of Michael and Akeno, slowly grasped the hilt of the holy sword.
As expected, the sacred blue-and-white aura didn't harm him, a devil, in the slightest.
He gripped the hilt, raising the sword horizontally before him. With his right hand, he gently traced his index and middle fingers along the blade.
He could feel the immense holy power surging into his body, causing his clothes to flutter despite the lack of wind.
His Sacred Gear, King Sword and Shield, seemed to be drawn to the energy, flying out of his body automatically.
Badr's right hand instinctively reached out, and King Sword flew into his grasp!
Swish!
The young man lightly swung the two swords, the blades whistling through the air. The tips of both swords pointed diagonally towards the ground.
His clothes rustled as King Shield rotated slowly around him, defying gravity. Holy and demonic power, two contrasting forces, merged around him, forming an aura of crimson and brilliant gold.
Badr slowly raised his head. Beneath his black bangs, his golden eyes shone, gradually fading back to black as the holy and demonic powers subsided.
"Ara ara, you've become even more handsome," Akeno commented with a playful smile, her eyes sparkling.
Every time she saw Badr, she felt a strange sensation, as if he were capable of anything, as if nothing he did could surprise her.
Perhaps it was related to his confident yet composed demeanor, as if nothing in the world could faze him.
And so, before she knew it, she had become completely captivated by him...
With a thought, Badr made Ascalon vanish from his hand, storing it within his body alongside King Sword and Shield and the black fortress.
"Archangel Michael, what did you mean earlier about other forces?" Badr asked, voicing his earlier question.
"yes, besides our three factions, there are other pantheons."
"...What other pantheons are there?"
Michael didn't hold back, answering Badr's question.
"Besides us, there are the Norse Gods and the Eastern Gods."
Badr raised an eyebrow.
Norse Gods, Eastern Gods.
This was becoming increasingly familiar.
He had been curious since he first heard about the Vatican Church. He had gradually learned about the biblical mythology, the so-called Western God system.
This world was indeed intricately connected to his original world.
Badr pondered silently. As his power grew, the world he interacted with expanded as well. Who knew what formidable opponents he might encounter in the future...
Seeing Badr lost in thought, Michael smiled faintly.
"Well, time is almost up. I'll leave you for now."
"Farewell."
Badr watched as Michael ascended into the sky and disappeared, presumably returning to Heaven.
He turned his gaze towards Akeno.
"Akeno, you also helped with the ritual, right? Thank you for your hard work."
While sensing Ascalon, Badr had detected traces of Akeno's demonic power fluctuations.
"Hehe, your concern is enough for me."
Akeno leaned against him.
Badr casually wrapped an arm around her shoulders as he surveyed the shrine.
"Did you grow up here?"
"Yes, it's filled with many memories," Akeno replied with a gentle smile.
Badr pursed his lips. "That lunatic mentioned earlier that you're the daughter of a Fallen Angel Cadre."
"Why do you suddenly ask about that?"
"I just want to understand you better, Akeno."
"I see." Akeno sighed softly. "Yes, I'm the child of Barakiel, a Fallen Angel Cadre, and a human."
"So that's why you inherited such powerful lightning abilities."
"Yes. My mother was a shrine maiden in this country. One day, she saved Barakiel, who was injured and collapsed. They fell in love, and I was born."
As she spoke, Akeno turned her back to Badr and untied her shrine maiden outfit. Her smooth back was revealed, and a pair of wings unfolded behind her.
Unlike the demonic wings she had shown before, these wings were different. One half was the black wing of a devil, while the other half was the black feathered wing of a Fallen Angel.
Akeno's gaze held hatred as she looked at her Fallen Angel wing.
"I hated these black feathers, so I sought out Rias and became a devil. But what emerged were these wings, half Fallen Angel, half devil... Hehe, perhaps it's fitting for someone like me with such tainted blood."
"...Why do you think that way?"
Badr raised an eyebrow, summoning his holy-demonic power. The intertwined aura of crimson and gold was breathtakingly beautiful.
"So, someone like me who Develop both holy and demonic power, would I be considered a heretic in the eyes of others? I don't think so."
Akeno stared intently at Badr, her voice soft.
"But, you hate Fallen Angels, don't you?"
Badr didn't hesitate. "Yes, I do."
Akeno's expression fell.
But Badr continued calmly.
"However, I like you, Akeno. Whether you're a Fallen Angel or not doesn't matter."
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Badr and Asia had both been manipulated by Fallen Angels in the past. Badr had even been killed by one.
That alone was enough to make him dislike them.
However, Badr wasn't a shallow person.
Would he hate Akeno simply because she was a Fallen Angel and he disliked Fallen Angels?
Please, that was a false equivalence.
Badr could at least differentiate between those who treated him well and those who didn't.
"You're thinking too much, Akeno. I hate Fallen Angels because I hate those who act recklessly, those who are arrogant and cruel. They are completely different from the gentle Akeno Himejima I know. Don't confuse lineage with personal judgment."
"But I'm the daughter of a Fallen Angel. That's a fact."
"Then you're an exception, one of the few Fallen Angels who I genuinely like."
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