pertwk Chapter 38 -:38 Gilgamesh
Chapter 38 -:38 Gilgamesh
Chapter 38 -:38 GilgameshIf you want to read ahead by 50 Chapters from her you can visit my Patre-on.
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"She's hurt badly." the Faker noted, grimacing as he endeavoured to avoid touching the wounded Exorcist anywhere inappropriate, an impossibility given her state of dress, even as the devils gathered round them protectively.
"She and her little friends snuck into my home like rats, so I made sure to give them all the attention they could expect of such vermin." Kokabiel noted mockingly even as Asia began using Twilight Healing on the worst of Irina's wounds "Unfortunately for this one, it seems her friends ran off and left her behind to fend for themselves."
'So at the very least Kiba and Xenovia managed to get away...' Shirou deduced, transferring Irina to Tsubaki's care as Sona instructed her queen to take the Exorcist back to her home to heal her up, the Faker glaring up at Kokabiel alongside the two heiresses.
"Well then?" Rias demanded, the Gremory heiress glaring imperiously up at the Fallen, as if his mere presence didn't fill her with understandable dread "You wanted my attention, Fallen Angel? You have it."
"Oho, that's a nice look you have in your eyes." Kokabiel noted approvingly, his smile possessing a feral quality, as if he was barely restraining himself from lashing out "I wonder, will Sirzechs' shine as intensely after I've had my way with you and this little town?"
"I'd heard the stories but clearly they do you more justice than you deserve if such insanity can spew from your lips." Rias muttered, her tone derisive "Do you mean to tell me you intend to restart the war between the Three Factions?"
"In all honesty, I was hoping Michael himself would get involved after I stole the Excaliburs," Kokabiel admitted, his features lined with disgust "But it seems he only deemed me worthy of sending a weak Exorcist and two wet-behind-the-ears Holy Sword Wielders. And don't get me started on Azazel and Shemhazai," he spat in disgust, heedless of Shirou's look of alarm "those damned pacifists would sooner chop off their wings before they let a war interfere with their Sacred Gear Re
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