152 Future Preparations (1/2)
The women, other than Grayfia and Serafall, stayed inside a little longer in the bath after which, they came into terms that no one would discuss what they heard, to Issei.
After getting dressed, they went for the main hall guided by the same maid…the moment they enter, what different about them was the atmosphere that surrounded them.
”They are serious, it's best that we keep quiet, in meeting like this a single mistake would cause, I am unable to put it in words, the simple would be if someone is offended, it could lead to war…quiet quickly” Sona states, watching the pressure, each of the faction leader were emitting.
The pressure became more intense, when from the second floor, Issei and the members of his faction walked down.
Issei wore a black shirt, and a long red overcoat with red shoulder plates and arm plates, his brown hair was tied to a ponytail, a pitch-black jeans, the allure was enough to give ladies orgasm.
Unintentionally, except for the leaders of each faction, the rest who were present in the room, bowed Issei by falling into their knees.
Even Rias Gremory, who was his master, bowed the aura and radiance of the king forces the individual to bow.
”[Shadow Hole]” Issei mutters to which his shadow turned into circular shape.
Except for Zorro and Merlin, the rest of his group jumped into the shadow hole.
”Well, you are taking your whole team?” Azazel asks, but instead of playful tone…he was rather serious.
”Yes, there is no secret among us, but taking my whole team would be problematic, so I use [Youjutsu] (A.K.A demon arts) abilities to hide them”Issei replies,
”Well, I believe it will be another secret, how you are able to use [youjutsu], which can only be used by Youkai” Sirzechs asks,
”Indeed, let's keep that a secret”
After which, the entire lot moved out of the castle, and walked near the entrance of the main tower.
”Take them to the library” Issei speaks to the maid, indicating that they should go any further from here,
”As you command, my lord” the maid replies, and ask the rest to follow her while, the faction leaders followed Issei.
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Conference Hall, {D x D} HQ…
The first people who were present in the hall were, three young men, one had sleek long hair, tied and the other had blue-black hair. The third one however was armed with high-tier equipments, and had brown skin.
These three were none other than, two from the 'Trimurti' of the Hindu Mythology, Shiva and Vishnu, the armed one was none other than Prince of Ashura, Mahabali.
”What gives? You all arrived first?” another carefree tone was heard, the two people who entered, after the convoy of Hindu were from the Chinese mythology,
An old man, with a good height, and a staff on his arms, his face was that of a monkey, with a long light brown beard and beige skin.
The man was none other than Sun Wukong, and the one who walked with him…the current head of Buddha Gods, Lord Tathāgata.
”Oya, the old monkey looks fit, despite his age” Shiva speaks, in a carefree manner,
Sun Wukong gave Shiva, the quick reply ”Rich coming from someone who, is par older than me”
”Now-now, gentlemen, age has got nothing to do with how fit we are” an elegant lady, with pitch black long hair, she had an elegant, yet dangerous aura surrounding her.
The lady was none other than, Lady Amaterasu…from the Japanese mythologies, followed by her little brother, who wore a straw hat and a blue kimono, Susano.
Their vanguard was a man who was wearing silver, full plate armor, with a Japanese sword, and radiating green aura, the man was Genji.
”Well, that aside it pleases me that, at the least Ise, called me himself” Shiva speaks in a dignified manner.
”Well well, the main people have arrived eh! Not like that Red Dragon brat respects me or anything…among gods, the only one he cares is for that monkey, Sun Wukong and Shiva...” the old man who spoke these, was wearing a long blue robe, and his white beard was till his feet, and a golden eye patch, the person was, Odin.
Followed by his two sons, Thor and Vidar.
”My-my, indeed for inviting all of us, his methods of sending invitation are rather bias” the woman who spoke, was another elegant lady, but the aura surrounding her was rather sinister, although it wasn't hostile…it wasn't too good either.
Her long hair was white and her bangs, golden in color…she is, Lady Mórrígan, from the Irish Mythology.