A Necromantic Gamer's Journey(DxD)

Chapter 94: A Not So Friendly Spar

I will be honest.

I have no fucking idea where I am going with this.

Why did I challenge them to a swordfight when I gained basically nothing from it? I dunno. It's not like they can wager the Excalibur shards.

At first I was angry, no, angry does not even begin to describe how mad I felt when Xenovia was condescending to me. In fact, I unleashed Despair Aura III fully knowing there was good chance they would keel over dead instantly.

While it would have been a darn shame to just kill them right then and there considering that, despite everything I actually liked them when I was watching DxD. But at the same time, this was the real world and regardless of my fondness for them, I was not above killing them.

But I stopped for one reason.

I wasn't some infant throwing a tantrum. My ego was not so fragile that I would murder someone at the slightest shade thrown toward me. How childish would you have to be to feel like you have to resort to murder at the slightest dent to your pride?

What am I? A king of undeath or a wild animal?

Anyway, this is what led to our current circumstances. I was standing in my backyard with the two exorcists standing in their combat clothes standing against me. I must pay the church a visit and compliment them on their outfit design sometime.

My hidden gaze swept over their nice athletic bodies before giving them a thumbs up.

"Wow, on a closer look, you two are actually very pretty. I especially like your outfits, they compliment you very well." My compliment was honest appreciation. I had already mostly gotten over my anger toward them. They are sheltered church kids, after all, they don't know any better.

[+3 Affection with Irina Shidou]

[+2 Affection with Xenovia Quarta]

"Thanks?" Irina said awkwardly. Xenovia did not respond, still staring at me. I scratched the back of my head in response.

"Geez, and here I was trying to lighten up the mood." Shaking my head I reached into my shadow as it dipped into the blackness like it was water before I pulled out the blackshard of the dead knight belonging to Alpha from it. I couldn't use any old sword as they would without a doubt shatter against an Excalibur shard.

"Are you guys ready? This match will end when either party is either incapable of fighting or would have received a lethal blow. For fairness' sake, I will not use any magic or spells. The match will start when the napkin hits the floor. Alright?" Of course, I made them sign a binding vow beforehand that I intentionally kept vague with "In the result of Xenovia Quarta and Irina Shidou losing they must agree to Akira Gojou's demands to a degree equivalent to what Akira has bet." This is precisely why I set Gae Bolg on the table. One of the most famous Irish artefacts in existence is quite a hefty price.