"If he did nothing wrong, why should he apologize?"
Sona looked at Rias, her face filled with confusion.
"Because he is weaker than that thug."
Rias took out an ice cream she had just bought from her sub-space and answered while licking it.
"Because he's weak?"
Sona didn't understand.
"Not everyone is as kind as Sona-chan."
Rias said, "Because they want to hit someone and happen to have the strength to do so, they hit him. For them, there's no need for a reason to do such a thing."
"The person being beaten has no status, no strength, and no one to rely on, so he can only endure the beating."
"High-Class Devils treat middle and Low-class Devils as servants, and Middle-Class Devils treat Low-class Devils as slaves to be ordered around at will. For many nobles, Low-class Devils aren't even considered devils; they are just lowly trash."
Hearing such remarks for the first time, Sona couldn't help but feel a strong shock in her heart.
"How could it be like this?"
Sona murmured.
"Does it feel unreasonable?"
Rias smiled, "If you feel it's unreasonable, it means your instincts are correct."
"In ancient times, devils were called evil. Even though reforms have been made now, there are still many things that haven't kept up with the times."
"Lady Rias."
The devil being beaten before them was curling up his body in silence, a deep hatred showing in his eyes.
And this scene happened to be seen by Sona.
"That devil... will he take revenge?"
Sona couldn't help but ask.
"He won't."
Rias said indifferently, "Unless there's an accident, this devil will be in a position of being bullied for the rest of his life, and might even lose his life if he's not careful."
"Why?"
Sona was coming into contact with many things she hadn't encountered before, including the scene before her eyes.
This was the capital of the Demon King's territory.
Even so, street beatings still occurred. One could only imagine how oppressive the lives of Low-class Devils in other noble territories were.
"Because this Low-class Devil has no strength, and no channel to improve his strength."
"He will be a Low-class Devil for his entire life, so how could he possibly threaten a Middle-Class Devil~"
Rias said in a low, ethereal voice.
"..."
Sona's mind suffered a strong impact.
After a while, a squad of guards walked over and stopped the one-sided beating.
This was the Demon King's territory after all, so things were handled more strictly here.
But even Sirzechs couldn't stop such phenomena.
The person who beat someone on the street wouldn't face much; at most, they would be locked up for two days and then released.
The current devils lived under an aristocratic system, shaped like a pyramid, with layers of oppression from top to bottom.
From a monarchy to an aristocracy, because of the existence of the Four Great Demon Kings of the new era, the devils had indeed changed.
However, it was still not enough.
Even though the four Demon Kings worked very hard, without being able to use violence, they could only bicker with the nobles.
Especially the leader among the nobles, the Great King Family, Bael!
The First Generation Bael was a rare ancient existence who survived the battlefield of gods and devils, a truly great figure.
He also represented the leader of the group that benefited within the aristocratic system.
He had both the strength and the prestige to maintain the nobles' leadership rights.
Ultimately, the four Demon Kings were supported by the nobles; they weren't true royalty and didn't have the prestige accumulated from ancient times, so it wasn't easy to push the nobles aside.
The Noble Council was the entity that balanced the Four Great Demon Kings.
Even if they wanted to continue reforms, they had no way to start.
"If it were me, I would probably carry out reforms in the form of underhanded tactics."
Rias murmured in her heart.
Sirzechs possessed extraordinary magical quality; especially when showing his Devils True Form, destroying the entire Underworld would be an easy task.
Unfortunately, dealing with politics required political means.
Becoming a Demon King had instead become their restraint.
Sirzechs once said that the era of violence had passed.
If there were a figure who could make people gather together from the bottom of their hearts to form a grand trend, they would surely become the new Demon King.
But in reality, those who can make people gather are just products of the grand trend.
If there is no grand trend, then actively create one.
It's a very simple matter~
"However, compared to the matters of the devils, my own affairs are more important."
Rias crunched the last bite of her ice cream, feeling the cold air in her mouth, and couldn't help but narrow her eyes in enjoyment.
Rias wasn't indifferent to the outside world, only caring about becoming stronger.
It was just that everything needed to be realized under the premise of'strength.'
The reform of the Underworld was inevitable; only after completing her own affairs would she have the ability and qualification to intervene in this matter.
It was originally scheduled for the same time as the original story, but with the existence of the Chat Group, she could exchange knowledge of other world systems, which was very important to Rias.
The time to become stronger was infinitely shortened. Perhaps, to which side will this world be led by Rias... it's truly something to look forward to~
"Let's go, little Sona."
Rias patted Sona's head.
"Yes."
Although it was a bit of a mood killer, that was only for others.
For Rias, this cruelty that she had long known about couldn't affect her at all.
It wasn't that she was cold and heartless, but that she had already thought about it and had a planned scheme for change.
She also couldn't stand it, but expressing all her emotions was simply unnecessary.
Some people only talk and don't act, some say they want to act, and some don't say anything but already have a draft in their hearts.
Rias was the latter.
Being born a devil, she naturally had to consider her own position a little~
As for Sona, this scene might become good nourishment for her.
The subsequent shopping had become dull; Rias activated a teleportation Magic Formula and returned to the Gremory Family with Sona.
They were at the edge of a small pond in the back mountain, where Rias would occasionally come to relax.
Since Sona came, this place had become their secret base.
"What are you thinking about?"
Rias stroked Sona's head.
"He must be in a lot of pain."
Sona murmured, "Even though he's being insulted and bullied, he has no power to resist."
"What's even more pitiful is that even if he wants to work hard, he can't find a way."
That's right, for devils, strength is respected—
No, not just for devils, no matter which Pantheons, including humans, it's the same.
Being bullied is unavoidable because one is weak.
But being bullied and not even having the chance to become stronger and take revenge in turn...
That is simply too tragic.
"You're thinking quite deeply."
Rias smiled.
As expected of a devil, to have independent thinking ability at such a young age.
"He's very pitiful, and then what?"
Rias guided her.
"It would be great if things could be changed."
Sona said subconsciously.
"Pfft..."
Rias couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Looking at Sona's dazed expression, Rias chuckled and tapped her head, saying, "Without enough strength, you can't do anything~"
"I will work hard!"
Hearing that Rias wasn't negating her, Sona showed a happy smile.
Looking at Sona's smile, Rias's expression softened.
When the Rias of her previous life realized this point, she had nothing left.
Anything has the possibility of change; whether maintaining it or changing it, strength is the best path.
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