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Considering that there were still two Heretic Gods waiting to be slain tomorrow, and that Hiro wasn't sure whether the "Reincarnation Items" formed after a Great Rite would be calculated separately or merged into one, he handed this opportunity to Grayfia without the slightest psychological burden.
In any case, after confirming that he was Grayfia's "Lord," he had no intention of watching her fall into someone else's arms.
Even if he strengthened her significantly, it was still just keeping the wealth within the family.
Why hesitate?
Besides, he wasn't particularly fond of the title "Campione," especially when it might rebound onto him.
"It's done. Feel it yourself."
Hiro withdrew his left hand from Grayfia's heart and spoke calmly, as if what he'd just done were no more than a necessary procedure.
"Mm."
Grayfia nodded lightly and fell silent for a few seconds under the gazes of Hiro, Erica, and Arianna.
"Arianna, look ahead. Ahead."
Noticing the maid in the driver's seat spacing out again, Hiro reminded her at once.
"As the driver, just drive properly. Stop looking back all the time."
After another sharp turn, Arianna flashed a carefree smile.
"Thanks for the reminder. I'll be careful."
Careful my foot.
After exchanging a glance with Arianna, Hiro didn't even have the strength left to complain.
"How is it?"
Seeing the rare trace of surprise on Grayfia's face, Hiro asked at the right moment.
"My mana capacity has increased several times over. My resistance to magic, curses, witchcraft, and sorcery has risen by roughly a hundredfold... no, it should be even higher."
Facing the handsome youth before her, Grayfia stated the changes plainly, but the lingering shock in her eyes was impossible to hide.
What did Lord Hiro do just now?
Without me noticing at all, he gave me such an exaggerated boost.
And it's not temporary.
It's permanent. Massive. It won't fade.
Even after Grayfia became a Campione, my Mental Control still works. I just don't know how long it will last as she continues to grow stronger.
After reaching this conclusion, Hiro nodded slightly and released his Mental Control over Grayfia.
To hand over something so precious so casually to a devil like me, whom he met only yesterday...
Lord Hiro Lucifer truly is extraordinary.
Even stripped of his status as a devil and a Maou, the brilliance around him cannot be concealed.
Hiro, having already shut down the mind-reading, naturally didn't hear any of this.
Mana increased several times? Resistance increased hundreds of times?
That description sounded exactly like a Campione.
Erica, sitting less than a meter away, naturally heard Grayfia's explanation. Doubt filled her heart.
A coincidence?
No matter how she looked at it, that man only kept his hand on the maid's chest for a few seconds. She didn't see him do anything at all.
It was incomparable to the ordeal of risking one's life and returning from death to become a Campione.
"Only a few times?" Hiro shrugged slightly.
"If I do this a few more times later, you should be able to crush Sirzechs, Ajuka, and the others."
"Yes. You're right, Lord Hiro."
To his left, the silver-haired maid lowered her head slightly, her tone respectful.
As dusk approached, the group finally stepped out of the battered little car driven by Arianna.
Just as they reached the rusty iron gate, a slightly aged female voice came from above.
"Unfamiliar faces. Who are you?"
Following the sound, a pitch-black cat crouched on the edge of the roof nearby, silently observing them.
The moment she saw the cat, Erica retreated half a step, clearly signaling she wasn't the one in charge. She turned her gaze to Hiro.
"So, after stealing someone else's property, you came to visit Lady Lucrézia Zora?"
"Stealing someone else's property?"
The black cat spoke again, her dissatisfaction slightly more apparent.
"Don't put it so harshly."
Hiro shrugged, pulling the Prometheus Grimoire from the System space and waving it in the cat's view.
"I just stopped an ignorant kid from stepping onto a battlefield between gods. I'm here to return this for him."
Of course, if you still dare accept it after seeing me, I don't mind returning it to its original owner.
He kept that last part to himself.
That's Prometheus's stone tablet... the one I gave to Ichirou decades ago.
So his descendant was sent away by this youth?
Lounging lazily on the living room sofa, Lucrézia narrowed her eyes slightly, her thoughts unreadable.
"In that case, come in first."
Clack. Clack. Clack.
At her words, the rusty iron gate opened on its own. The front door followed.
Hm?
The barrier in the yard is broken.
Did they come to cause trouble under the excuse of delivery?
The moment the group entered the courtyard, Lucrézia's brow tightened.
Caution surged.
She immediately converted her barely recovered mana into offensive and trap-type magic circles, and prepared an emergency escape spell for her temporarily immobile body.
Soon after, Hiro, Grayfia, and Erica appeared before her.
As Grayfia stepped forward, Lucrézia instantly felt it.
Her magic met no resistance at all.
It was erased automatically, without Grayfia even making a conscious effort.
Magic breaking just by walking past...
In all her decades of life, there was only one kind of existence she knew that could suppress even Heretic Gods.
The Demon Kings on earth.
Six of them.
No-now seven.
Campione.
Watching the maid-clad woman approach, Lucrézia's pupils shrank sharply.
Regret flooded her heart.
Not having my familiars monitor them closely... what a blunder.
If I'd known a Demon King was coming, I should have fled immediately.
Though in my current condition, the chance would've been slim.
Thinking of how her body had been immobile for a week due to her own whim, her regret deepened further.
If I'd known this would happen, I never would've probed that god's true identity.
Now I can't even run if I want to.
Still, for a Demon King, crossing a few meters didn't even take a tenth of a second.
Facing the unavoidable, Lucrézia relied on experience and showed no panic on her face.
"Oh my. I had no idea you would grace me with your presence. Please forgive my-"
She stopped mid-greeting.
Her eyes suddenly locked onto the youth standing at the front.
Compared to the others, his aura was different.
Vaster.
Deeper.
More... absolute.
"Here."
Hiro flicked his wrist and tossed the stone tablet toward her. Lucrézia caught it casually.
Then she looked at him with renewed interest.
"Young man, you don't seem ordinary either."
Her curiosity surged once more, an ambiguous smile curling on her lips.
Before Hiro could reply-
Lucrézia's lively eyes suddenly went blank.
In the next instant, her soft lips parted slightly.
"You... are the Great-"
She cut herself off.
The light in her eyes returned in a flash, replaced by suffocating fear.
Pfft!
A mouthful of bright red blood burst from her lips, splattering her lingerie, staining the sofa, and streaking across the nearby coffee table.
Blood flowed from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
A truly miserable sight.
At the same time-
[Ding! Level 4 Luck plunder complete. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: ...]
So-
Do you want to see what reward Hiro obtained?
Or see how he deals with the half-dead witch?
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