Transmigrated With A Time Chamber In DxD

Truthfully, he was more worried about Igor causing some sort of mishap, but he trusted Aurelia could restrain him to some degree…hopefully.

“Alright.”

With a magic circle forming underneath him, he vanished.

Vwong!

No matter what, he would get answers from her by any means necessary. Torture was not above him.

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|DxD|

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The entire Gremory manor was in a state of confusion, but no one knew the reason why. With a giant barrier suddenly sealing off the entire clan, there was bound to be restlessness. Fortunately, the living room was sealed off by a small barrier in advance so even when Eunice screamed, no one heard it.

Zeoticus had addressed the issue of the sudden barrier by recalling all members, workers, and servants of the Estate for a headcount. Under the reasoning of looking for spies, thorough investigations were launched into the whereabouts of all personnel.

As for the children, Venelana had gone to take care of them. Not only did she reassure the three of them, but she was also there to protect them. With the entire estate under lockdown, she along with Aurelia who came later were the deterrent that would prevent any other desperate would-be spies from capturing them.

On the other hand, Igor was sitting on the rooftop of the mansion. He had his eyes closed, all while his senses had covered the entire estate and beyond. Having proved his perception to the Gremory Couple, he had been asked to find and prevent anyone who would try to escape.

With his role as a sentinel, Igor performed it faithfully and without complaint. Although he didn’t quite truly acknowledge the husband and wife, he respected their son. That and he recognised that they were truly kind to everyone under them.

It was surprising since from what he knew, devils of noble titles view devils under them like livestock, especially reincarnated devils. But when he heard how Zeoticus calmly addressed their servants, he could admit that his respect for them went up a notch.

Still, he had a job to do and more than observing, he also had to quell any threats. Just beyond the barrier, he felt someone teleport there. They were surprisingly strong. They were low-God Class from what he could feel.

What was more interesting however was that disguised by the demonic power was the feeling of chakra. To be accurate, he felt a multitude of different chakra signatures. That truly got him interested.

[Must be someone Sirzechs sent.]

They didn’t feel stronger than Serafall at first glance, but they were strong nonetheless and it got him interested. He wanted to see whoever that person was.

Su!

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|DxD|

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Outside the Gremory Estate, a man in a loose cloak with an unbuttoned top casually stood. This man was Souji Okita and he was…bored.

“…”

He stared listlessly at the barrier in front of him and despite being sure he could break it, he couldn’t be bothered to.

“Sensei? Why are we standing here?”

“...”

Souji turned to look at the boy standing next to him. The boy just so happened to be his newest protege…more like a piece of work. Why Sirzechs assigned him a headcase was something he questioned himself with everyday.

“There’s a barrier in front of us, Isaiah.”

“Oh…”

Silence descended once mor-

“Can’t you break it, sensei?”

“I could.”

“...”

Young Isaiah couldn’t understand his sensei’s reasoning, but he chose to stay silent. Souji also couldn’t be bothered to explain to a child. After all, he knew that once he broke this barrier and entered, he’d be embroiled into whatever troublesome situation was brewing.

Unfortunately for him, a troublesome situation came to him…and he could sense it.

“Haaaa…”

Sighing, he looked towards the tree on the side of the dirt road.

“Come out. I know you’re there.”

There was silence until slowly, Igor walked out from behind the tree.

“Huh. I thought I concealed my presence. How did you sense me?”

“...”

Souji chose not to comment on how his lifeforce felt like a burning blaze. Combined with Igor’s appearance, Souji could see that he was the Aryan Sirzechs talked about. Still, no need to inform the kid about that tidbit.

For now, he would feign ignorance.

“What do you want?”

“What do I want? Hehehe…”

“...”

Oh no. Souji recognised that grin. He had seen it one-too-many times in his lifetime.

“No.”

“Let’s-huh?”

“I refuse.”

“...what?”

“...”

Souji already knew what the blonde would want.

“I won’t fight you.”

“...”

Igor was caught by surprise at how Souji’s statement was spot on. It was true that he wanted to fight the swordsman but…he couldn’t be that easy to see through, right?

“How did you know?”

“How I know doesn’t matter. I won’t fight you.”

Souji was still firm on refusing. Just one glance and he could tell that Igor was an annoying battle-hungry maniac. Fighting those types of people was always annoying, especially since they never stay down.

Unfortunately for him, Igor wasn’t backing down.

“Come on…whoever you are. Let’s fight!”

“No. We’re strangers to each other.”

“Doesn’t matter. It’ll be fun. I promise.”

“It was fun. I admit defeat.”

“...”

Igor was taken aback by Seiji’s stern refusal. Unfortunately for the swordsman, Igor truly wanted to fight him. The oddity the blonde sensed in Souji made him want to see what it was.

“You talk as if you have a choice.”

Su!

Charging forward, he reeled his fist back for a punch that would land on Soiji’s face.

“...”

With his fist separated only by a few millimetres from its target, Igor stopped when for some reason, Souji didn’t bother dodging. He was sure his speed was something even a seasoned high-Ultimate Class could react to.

“Hey. What are yo-”

“Oh? It seems you are too fast for me to react. I admit defeat.”

“...”

And just like that, Igor’s flames died. Landing slowly on the ground, the blonde folded his arms.

“Tch. You’re no fun.”

When he got closer, he became intrigued by this person and his desire to fight had ignited. But now, Souji had thoroughly doused it by his lack of enthusiasm.

“But I had fun-”

“Bah! You’re speaking nonsense.”

Igor couldn’t bear to listen to him anymore.

“Come on. You’re the guy Sirzechs sent, right? I can feel his aura on those pieces in you.”

“Oh?”

For once, Souji showed a hint of interest on his face.

“You can sense my pieces?”

“Yes. And I can sense Rias’s piece in whoever this kid is.”

Being called ‘kid’ by another kid was something Isaiah couldn’t tolerate.

“I’m not a kid!”

“Until you can follow my speed, you’ll be a kid in my eyes.”

“?!”

Taken completely by surprise, Isaiah was shocked when Igor’s voice came from behind. Reacting on instinct, he jumped forward and used his sacred gear.

“S-Sword Birth!”

A small flash of light formed before an ordinary looking steel sword formed in his hand.

“Hyaaaa!”

Crying out, he charged forward and posed to stab his sword into Igor, who blocked the pointy end with his finger.

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Silence…

[Huh. I think I understand how Lady Parvati felt now.]

It was rather…humorous. Igor couldn’t help the smile that spread on his face after seeing how Isaiah still tried to injure him.

“Haa! Haa! Haa! Haa!”

The young blonde was relentless in his strikes, but Igor would always casually dodge them. It was quite comical watching a younger blonde do his best to hit the older blonde. In the end, Souji couldn’t take it anymore.

No matter what, Isaiah was still his protege.

“Alright, alright, kid. That’s enough.”

Appearing behind Isaiah, he grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and lifted him off the ground.

“But sensei! I almost had him!”

“Pfft!”

Quickly turning around, Igor tried his absolute best to hide his laughter. He couldn’t help it. The kid’s statement caught him off guard that he almost choked.

“Haaaaa…Isaiah. Don’t embarrass yourself.”

Souji could only be glad that there was no one else around. If they heard Isaiah’s statement, it would trend on the devilnet. His illustrious name as a famed swordsman would be ruined by this disciple of his if this continued.

Conveniently enough, the barrier had also dropped during their exchange.

“Come on.”

Dragging Isaiah by the scruff of his neck, Souji walked along the path to the mansion. As for Igor, he had a hunch on who the blonde was, but he didn’t want to rattle that topic if he could help it.

“Until we meet again.”

Waving goodbye, Souji didn’t look back. He would rather deal with the woman who accompanied Igor than the blonde himself. Thankfully, Igor didn’t follow them. That meant he could stretch this walk for thirty-minutes or so.

Yet just as he thought he would do that, Igor came out from behind a tree just ahead of them.

“Hi. We meet again.”

“...”