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Include Lancer," he whispered and the card transformed into Gae Bolg causing Rias' excitement to grow as she examined the spear.
"Can I hold it?" she requested, cautiously.
He just nodded before handing the spear over to her and the Devil stared at it with a confused expression, "is something wrong?" he asked.
"No it just isn't what I expected you to have; I can't detect any sigh of a dragon residing in the spear, in fact I don't recognize this Sacred Gear at all," she replied with a frown.
Issei quickly filled this information away before speaking up, "is that really such a big surprise? I'm sure you haven't memorized every Sacred Gear in existence."
Rias nodded before handing Gae Bolg back to him, "true but that spear doesn't feel like a Sacred Gear but something else entirely. Can you tell me what its name is?"
He grinned having already thought up a name, "It's called Akashi," he lied.
"Red Death? How unimaginative and yet from the bloodlust it gives off, surprisingly appropriate," frowned Rias. "Still I can't remember ever hearing about this Sacred Gear before."
"Maybe I'm the first wielder to ever wake it up?" he suggested, remembering how Zelretch explained these Sacred Gears to him.
"I suppose that is possible but still with how long Sacred Gears have been in existence I find it hard to believe that this one has never been activated until now," responded Rias with a thoughtful expression.
"In the words of a great detective; 'when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth,'" quoted Issei with a smile.
A similar smile spread across Rias' face, "why of course it's elementary my dear Watson."
"Oh please if anything I'm Sherlock and your Watson," he scoffed with fake indignation.
The two just glared at each other before Rias starting giggling, "I can't remember the last time I spoke to someone like this."
"Why? You some important person among the Devil's or something?" asked Issei, eagerly pouncing on this new information.
"It doesn't matter, tell me Issei what do you know about peerages?" replied Rias quickly.
Issei's eyes narrowed at the obvious and sudden change of topics before he shrugged, "only the very basics. A Devil revives another as one of their own but in return they become that Devil's slave, so before you ask no I will not join your peerage Rias."
"While I'll admit that some of my kind are questionable masters I assure you that we of the Gremory clan are nothing of the sort, we treat our peerage members like they were family," she argued, trying to convince him.
"Be that as it may I'm still going to have to refuse you Rias, I like being human and I'm not ever going to give up my freedom if I can help it," he replied, sternly.
The red headed Devil just looked down at the desk with a depressed expression on her face before she sighed, "I see, that's a shame I would have liked having someone like you in my peerage."
"I'm sure you'll find a better fighter then me willing to join your peerage Rias," encouraged Issei as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
Rias just looked up him with a sad smile, "I don't want you for your combat skills Issei. I want you for your nature. Did you know you are one of the first people to causally call me by my name like this in years? Even with my own peerage, it's always Buchou to them."
Issei looked at her in surprise while Rias' eyes widened as she realized what she had just said and immediately stood up before heading to the door, only to be stopped by Issei grasping her shoulder.
Spinning around she saw him giving her another warm smile that made her face heat up, "Rias just because I won't join your peerage doesn't we can't be friends. In fact why don't I join the ORC? I was always fascinated by the supernatural."
A happy smile spread across her face as she replied, "Issei Hyoudou, I, Rias Gremory, accept you into the Occult Research Club. I'll send someone to collect you after class tomorrow so be ready ok?"
"Looking forward to it Rias," he waved to her and watched as she seemed to almost skip away from his house before shutting the door behind.
"Occult Research Club huh? Looks like tomorrow's going to be an interesting day," he mused and headed up to bed, letting his exhausted body finally get the rest it deserved.
The man's life was a heroic and yet sad tale, he who was destined to become the 'shield of Ulster' and yet for all his strength he could not protect those he held dear. A man that seemed to be a harbinger of misfortune, who fought against it every step of the way as he forged his legend and strived to be the strongest, he got his wish only to find it short lived…and bittersweet.
His life started out in the oddest of circumstances, born of a deity and a mortal, the boy's upbringing was nothing like his noble heritage. His mother refusing to marry and instead fleeing into the Land of the Young to raise the child with what few loyal friends and family she had left. There she gave birth to the child of the sun god and thus the boy named Sétanta was born into the evergreen land of Erin.
Sétanta immediately showed superior talent and supernatural abilities from birth that quickly isolated him from his peers. Eventually moving to the Northern kingdom of Ulster with his uncle, the boy joined the King's army in order to get stronger. It was here that he suffered the first of what would be a long string of bad luck, which would eventually spell his doom.
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