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Chapter 6 - Chapter 6 : Millicas Gremory.

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"It was indeed an amazing battle you two, I extremely proud of you both" Sirzech also congratulated both his son and sister for a well fought battle.

While both of them accepted his praise with humility, both of them were suitably annoyed by the big hug Sirzech gave to both of them.

"It was indeed a good battle my son and Rias. The future is truly bright for you both" Grayfia congratulated with a proud smile while cradling her newest born, Millicas Gremory.

"Thank you Mom and Dad, I wish I could have gotten the win but it is what it is" Marid replied almost disinterested in the result.

While his attitude shocked many people still watching the interaction, it didn't faze his parents or Sairaorg who knew him well enough to understand his true feeling on the topic.

"Anyhow the celebrations will start soon and carry on after the Pillars meeting where Rias will be re-introduced to the Devil world as the heiress to the House of Gremory"

Sirzech announced before teleporting both Rias and Marid to the local Sitri Hospital for treatment.

Few Days Later

In the empty courtyard of the Lucifer Manor sat Marid in a deep meditative state. Now fully healed from the injuries he sustained during the 'Match of the strongest youth', as the media had dubbed it.

A figure hidden in the shadows observed Marid in his meditative state until Marid called the hidden figure out.

"Your lack of subtleness is painful to watch, Sairaorg," Marid commented, now opening his eyes and slowly coming out of his meditative state.

"I should know better than sneak on you, Marid, or maybe I should just be better.

I haven't decided which category I lie in," Sairaorg replied archly while giving Marid a look that suggested he should start taking this conversation a little more seriously.

Knowing he could not waffle out of this predicament, Marid stood up and turned to his best friend.

"What are you talking about, Sairaorg?" Marid asked curiously.

"You don't play around with me, Marid; you and I both know you threw your match against Rias," Sairaorg said as he went straight to the point.

"No Sairaorg I didn't threw that match. I didn't think Rias would have gotten me when she used the Legendary and previously believed 'Lost' crown of the Runeas Gremory on me.

To be honest, I wasn't expecting Zeoticus to temper the match like that. I guess I overlooked their hunger for victory,"

Marid dismissively commented as we walked back to his room with Sairaorg hot on his tail.

"It wouldn't have come to it if you had taken the fight seriously from the get-go," Sairaorg said while following Marid into his room.

"Sairaorg, she might have won the battle with an unfair disadvantage, but that doesn't change facts.

At the end of the day, she wanted that title more than me," Marid sighed as he conjured multiple magic circles to transform his training clothes into more formal attire, which he required for the pillar meeting, which he was now officially late to.

"No matter what you say to me, that still doesn't change the fact that you threw that battle,"

Sairaorg said, now annoyed that his best friend wasn't taking this seriously. His reply caused Marid to turn around and look at him impassively for a minute straight.

"Sairaorg, a good king knows how to fight, but a wise one knows when to," Marid commented with a straight face.

Looking straight at Sairaorg could see the wheels turn inside his head, trying to figure out what he had meant.

"Who was it for you?" Sairaorg asked disbelievingly now that he knew what his friend was getting at.

"Ravel," Marid chuckled before continuing his preparations.

"Well, I guess congratulations on executing your plan to perfection," Sairaorg said amazed by Marid's intuitive leap in logic.

"Well, I would have hoped it was done to perfection, seeing as you figured it out, I am willing to bet my parents had figured this out as well.

You know what, now that I think about it Sona might have figured it out as well, considering how observant she is" Marid thought out aloud.

"Well these are the people we all trust, probably more so than my own father," Sairaorg replied with a hint of anger in his voice, not directed at Marid but someone else.

His reply caused Marid to turn around and gave him a friendly nudge and to remind him of their promise to Sairaorg's mum.

"Now if your questionnaire is done, we should probably head to the pillar meeting. Considering we are late, we probably won't have to answer any idiotic demands of Zeoticus or the elders,"

Marid groaned as Sairaorg laughed at his friend's expense.

"Here, I thought you didn't care about their opinion," Sairaorg chuckled as he activated his invitation to the pillar meeting. Marid is doing the same.

"You thought right, I don't!" Marid replied as both of them chuckled before vanishing in the magic circle; heading to pillar meeting.

72 Pillar meeting

"Well, everybody looks well dressed," Marid said in disapproval. His friend beside him could only laugh at his expense, considering his knowledge of Madrid's hatred for formal events.

"Well, it could be worse! You could be running the entire show" Sairaorg laughed as he pointed out Lord Agares dishing out orders to his servants.

After all, this time, 72 pillar meeting was happening in the flying city of Agares.

"True," Marid chuckled as he moved forward to greet his friends/ members of the BIGEIGHT, as the media had dubbed them.

"Look who finally showed up" Rias smirked as she saw her nephew and cousin coming towards them.

"I try to spend as little time in these events as possible. By the way, ladies, you all look lovely," Marid replied with a slight bow.

Unknown to him, he earned a little blush from Sona and Seekvaira. However, both of them were able to recover before someone noticed.

"Everyone knows how much I hate these formal events. Other than to show their political power, these events provide little to no benefit,"

Marid made a face while grabbing appetizers from the dishes that the Devil servants of the Agares family distributed.

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