Rias's gaze lingered on me, her expression unreadable. Was she buying my story, or was she seeing right through my flimsy excuse?
As I glanced over at Issey, who lay sprawled on the ground nearby, I couldn't help but feel a surge of relief. Despite the chaos and confusion surrounding us, she managed to become a devil.
Not going to lie, I was actually nervous about how Issey is going to become a devil. Because of my modification, she becomes a pervert with the goal of finding her perfect boyfriend instead of the perverted boy aiming to become a Harem King.
"It seems she's alive," I remarked, trying to sound casual despite the underlying tension in the air.
Rias nodded in agreement, her gaze shifting between me and Issey. "Yes, she is," she acknowledged, her tone thoughtful. "But the question remains—why did you come to her aid? What's your connection to her?"
Ah, the million-dollar question. What was my connection to Issey, and why had I chosen to intervene in her fate?
"Nothing, actually, (for now). I just saw her yesterday in school. She's in the same class as me," I explained, keeping my response vague yet truthful. There was no need to divulge any unnecessary details.
"I suppose you could say I have a soft spot for damsels in distress," I added with a wry smile, hoping to lighten the mood with a touch of comedy. "But in all seriousness, I couldn't just stand by and watch someone get hurt, especially not in my own backyard."
Rias regarded me with a mixture of skepticism and curiosity, her blue eyes probing for any sign of deception. But try as she might, she couldn't seem to find any cracks in my facade.
"Well, Alexander," she said at last, her tone tinged with a hint of respect, "it seems you're not as ordinary as you appear."
I couldn't help but smirk inwardly at her assessment. If only she knew the half of it. But for now, I'd play along with her perception of me as just another transfer student trying to find his place in the world.
"I still haven't completely believed you," Rias admitted, her expression thoughtful as she glanced back at Issey, who lay unconscious on the ground after her transformation into a devil. "But for now, I need to take Issey back to her house."
I nodded in understanding.
"I will send someone to call you tomorrow," Rias continued, her gaze returning to me with renewed determination. "We will continue our talk then."
I inclined my head in acknowledgment, a faint smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Of course, Rias. I look forward to it," I replied smoothly.
But as she turned to leave with Issey in tow, I called her out.
"Wait a minute." Rias paused, her expression curious as she turned back to face me, Issey still cradled in her arms. I strode forward, closing the distance between us with purpose.
As I reached them, I gently placed a hand on Issey's shoulder, silently chanting a spell under my breath. "{Brave Heart}," I murmured, channeling the magic to soothe her transition into devilhood.
"What did you do?" Rias asked, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
"It's just a little spell of mine," I replied casually, flashing her a grin. "You know, to help Issey accept her new devilish identity without any unnecessary trauma."
Rias regarded me with a mixture of skepticism and curiosity, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she assessed me. "And you're telling me this spell just erases any fear or trauma?" she questioned, her tone skeptical.
"Well, technically it's more of a low-level spell designed to remove fear," I admitted, scratching the back of my head sheepishly. "But hey, same difference, right?"
Rias seemed to consider my explanation for a moment before nodding in reluctant acceptance. "I suppose if it helps Issey adjust to her new life as a devil, then it can't be all bad," she conceded, her tone softening slightly.
With that settled, I stepped back, allowing Rias to continue on her way. As they disappeared from view.
Just after Rias disappear, a familiar notification bell chimed, pulling me back into reality. With a quick flick of my wrist, I opened my system, eager to see the results of my intervention.
{Congratulations! Issey has become a devil, successfully starting the canon.}
{500 karma points acquired.}
{Congratulations! You have intervened in the canon event without changing the plot.}
{1000 karma points acquired.}
{Raynare is removed from the plot.}
{50 karma points acquired.}
{Raynare has become your maid.}
{50 karma points acquired.}
"Sweet, sweet karma points," I muttered to myself, a satisfied grin spreading across my face. It seemed that my intervention had not only gone smoothly but had also earned me quite a hefty reward.
Content with the karma points I had acquired, I decided to check the affection meter to gauge Rias and Raynare's feelings towards me.
[Rias Gremor, Heiress of the House of Gremory]
Acquaintance: 80%
Description: Curious about what you are
Like to know more about the spell you used
Like to make you a member of her Peerage
Remark: Saw that boobs, that's the pair which made the strongest being in this world. So suck them dry if you want to be strongest.
[Raynare, The Fallen Angel]
Hate: 100%
Description: She is currently cussing you with all the words she knows.
Wants to kill you but can't
She is horny because you are hot
Remark: I didn't knew you were into bondage
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