Duel.
"I challenge you to a duel in a week."
At that moment, the hall stopped.
Some of the girls sighed. I, like everyone else, sat in complete shock.
Doesn't this moron know that the Sallos house trains its members almost from birth?
In fact, this is the only house in the underworld that makes its members study.
And all the other houses that surprisingly spend very little time training their members at an early age lose to this house.
Over time, the situation evens out. Probably because of the more destructive trait of other houses. But fighting at our age with the Sallos house is suicide.
Imagine that you started a race, and your opponent started 3 seconds earlier. This is about the Sallos house.
Of course, this is due to the peculiarity of their clan trait. The reaction of the hall almost completely mirrored mine.
Well, okay, no. Almost everyone had an anticipatory expression on their faces. Lucifer was openly smiling. Like other Satans.
Probably his pride is hit by the situation with Uncle Glana.
The other clan heads also understand that the Second Son of Nevel will not be able to stand up to Otor and openly gloat.
This house has just risen and washed itself of shame, and is once again plunging into it. At that moment, Nevel Borbotos had no face.
It literally darkened with anger for his own son.
I can't imagine what will happen to him at home.
They will beat everything out of him this week.
So that he can show at least something in this duel.
They will not kill him, although this is possible.
They will say that a fallen angel entered the estate and killed his son.
After which he will say that the Sallos house specially sent the killer.
In that case, of course, no one will believe them.
But you can save face, which is already full of dirt. In the underworld, such scenarios are not uncommon.
Only I look at him and do not believe that he will kill his son.
Some kind of softness remains in that devilish heart.
Although perhaps it is only my perception that is trying to make this world a better place?
The members of the Sallos house looked like they had already won.
Sara Sallos, former Sitri, was especially happy.
(A recognizable surname from canon. But she was not mentioned there. I think she died in the civil war.)
It is suspected that she is behind the changes in the Sallos house.
It is said that she had a marriage contract with Nevel Borbotos, but as soon as he became the head, he broke the contract and married Natalie Buer.
An interesting house, they also look like the Kaguya clan from the Naruto world.
The ability is the same - to control bones. They do not suffer from any disease and are not crazy.
I understand that Nevel thought that the ability of bones would be more suitable for their house than water.
Although both abilities are combined with the power of their house.
As a result, none of the 2 sons awakened the ability of the Buer house.
Although half of the eldest's hair is ash.
So Otor's mother now has an incredibly bloodthirsty smile. Maybe she set it all up? No one believed that Otor would not agree to a duel now.
Nowadays, it is better to hang yourself than to refuse a duel. I bet if Otor does this, in a second he will turn from an heir to a reserve.
Not only because it is an eternal disgrace, but also because of poor political acumen. Everyone understands that this is a chance to humiliate Doi Borbotos.
They began to get up after that incident. But the market is already divided and no one needs another player.
Thinking about it, I realized that no one would let Glan dance with me. The clan leaders themselves would take their sons to me.
After all, he will dance with a girl right after Lucifer. In the underworld, this family is very fond of. Just like everyone tells every little thing that happened at such meetings.
All factions and even ordinary devils know everything that happened here, but let's get back to the dance. This would sharply increase the popularity of Glan and his house.
Therefore, it is good that such a situation happened; I did not offend anyone. For now, unfortunately, I have to pay attention to this. At that moment, a voice rang out in the hall.
"I accept the challenge."
As expected. I'm sure no one in the hall was surprised.
At that moment, the parties parted ways, and the leaders sent their representatives to agree on the venue and other details.
That was the end of our performance in the underworld. Everyone no longer wanted to dance, but wanted to talk, drink, and share their opinions about this situation.
And I went to bed with my sister.
Pov. Estate of the House of Borotos.
"Damn, I'm so angry. I'll strangle this puppy with my own hands. Why the fuck did I marry this stupid cunt if she didn't give my kids brains and the ability to have their own home? Her fucking father will come to me again and tell me that marrying his daughter off to me was the biggest mistake of his life. Bitch, I hate these Buer bastards. I should have married Sarah, she gave the madmen brains and fucking her was better than that log Natalia. Fuck. I wanted to praise this puppy. Although it was clear that no one would let him dance with Lucifuge, but this is at least some kind of political mindset. I was thinking, making plans. I hoped that Neil was my first son and my only support to marry Lucifuge's second daughter. Now all I have is 100% humiliation. I just got out of my brother's shit and now. My son is driving me even deeper."
The head of the house shouted in his office.
At that moment, his wife was standing behind the door, who did not react in any way to the insults directed at her. At that moment, the head of the house sank into a chair.
The wife was not the only witness to the head of the house's breakdown.
The eldest son was there with an impassive face, as if it was not his mother who had just been insulted.
The youngest son was also standing there. He was blushing furiously. It was unclear from his stupidity or from anger?
The head of the house let out a long sigh before saying in an even voice.
"All of you, come in."
The doors opened and the whole family was gathered.
Nevel looked at his youngest son. It was the look of an unloving father or just anger.
It was the look of a man looking at an instrument that suddenly misfired at the most opportune moment.
"I have been telling you about your place in this house since birth. You are just a tool for your older brother to become stronger. I have been telling you all my life. With the help of the ritual, we will merge your blood and your brother will pass the 2nd clan line with your help."
There was a brief pause.
"SO WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU INFERIOR!"
The clan leader yelled at the end.
The approach to the 2nd son was initially wrong.
Where it was necessary to burn out emotions and replace them with blind loyalty, the head of the house gave too much freedom.
Glan had learned too much. At the moment when Glan wanted to speak, his father interrupted him.
"From now on, you will study incredibly hard. I will hire the best teachers. You will lose, it is clear, but it is important how you lose. If you do it well, I will reduce your punishment. Everyone is free."
This ended the meeting of the head of the house.