Riser and Sona's Mansion – Kuoh
Alone, Riser walked through the silent corridors of the mansion. With Sona busy and his Peerage scattered across Kuoh searching for Xenovia and Irina, he took the moment to reflect and check his system.
"System."
[Villain System]
Name: Riser Phenex
Strength: 25
Speed: 23
Magic: 40
Luck Points: 1800
Abilities: Chess Master Level // Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix // Mera Mera no Mi // Haoshoku Haki // Vermillion Clan Magic // Rokushiki
Luck Lottery:
Copper (100 points)
Silver (200 points)
Gold (300 points)
Acquired Items:
• Blades of Chaos
Protagonist's Luck:
• Issei Hyoudou (2700)
'Issei still has too much luck. Eliminating him now isn't viable.'
"I'll use 1200 points. System, purchase four Gold-level tickets."
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Kuoh – Unknown Location
Erza walked calmly, sipping a milkshake while following Riser's orders to locate two exorcists: one with blue hair, the other orange. But an uneasy feeling grew. She was being followed.
With the cold precision of a seasoned warrior, Erza altered her route, luring her pursuer to an isolated part of the city. There, she activated a barrier prepared by Riser. The surrounding sounds vanished.
She turned slowly.
"Show yourself."
A man emerged from the shadows. Cold eyes. Maniacal smile.
"Freed Sellzen. Exorcist from a certain group. Don't bother with names—you'll be dead soon anyway. It'll hurt… but afterward, you'll cry from so much pleasure."
Erza narrowed her eyes, but before she could respond, a gentle flame appeared beside her. Riser materialized, enveloped in his noble aura.
"So, human… threatening my knight?"
Freed laughed.
"Threatening is nothing compared to what I'll do to this redhead. Maybe you'll watch."
Erza stepped forward.
"Riser-sama… allow me."
Riser assessed for a moment.
"It's your fight. Show what you're capable of."
"With pleasure."
Erza summoned her armor and magical sword with a blazing red glow.
Freed drew his light sword with a theatrical flourish.
"Ready to dance, wench?"
The fight began.
Freed's light blade clashed with Erza's sword in brilliant sparks. He moved with unpredictable agility, but Erza was precision and control.
"Needed a magical sword to fight? How disappointing."
Freed taunted as he retreated.
Erza stayed focused. But the final straw came when he sneered:
"Riser-sama… saw something special in her? Must be her performance between the sheets."
The world seemed to freeze.
Erza exploded into speed. A precise strike severed Freed's arm, and he screamed in pain, staggering.
"You understand nothing about my bond with Riser-sama."
Even wounded, Freed laughed.
"That's it? I expected more from a noble's mistress."
Erza charged. Her sword sliced through the air with silent fury. Her combat style was a lethal dance. In a few moves, she breached Freed's defenses and slashed his abdomen.
He fell to his knees.
Without hesitation, Riser raised his hand. Black flames enveloped Freed's body. He roared as he was consumed, reduced to ash.
Erza composed herself, cleaning her blade.
"I apologize for the insults. He didn't even deserve my attention."
Riser looked at the ashes on the ground.
"You did well, Erza. Let's go home."
The barrier dissolved with a snap. The wind carried away the last traces of Freed Sellzen, and the two vanished into the night breeze—leaving Kuoh a little quieter, and far more dangerous.
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