"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 343: Strategic Sacred Gear
In a private chamber, Sirzechs and Azazel were already waiting as Tenra, Rias, and Sona entered.
"Lord Sirzechs, Tenra Kamiyo and the others have arrived," Grayfia announced, then stepped back to stand at attention.
"Thank you, Grayfia." Sirzechs nodded, then turned to greet Tenra's group. "I'm sorry to call you in right after your battle. You barely had time to catch your breath."
"With the Underworld in chaos, it's our duty to step up," Tenra replied, voice steady.
Rias shook her head, her resolve clear. "Brother, what do you need us to do?"
Sirzechs offered a faintly apologetic smile, but both Rias and Sona—girls defined by their sense of responsibility—were already bracing themselves for whatever task awaited.
"There is something I need your help with. But first—" Sirzechs's gaze settled on Tenra. "Tenra-kun, how many combat-ready monsters can your Annihilation Maker produce?"
Tenra thought for a moment, fingers grazing his chin. "If you just want ordinary monsters, tens of thousands isn't a problem. But if you need powerful ones, the numbers drop. Specifically…" He paused, calculating. "I could make five or six thousand monsters on par with high-class devils."
The room went silent. Sirzechs, Azazel, and Grayfia exchanged glances, eyes sharp with calculation. Even Rias and Sona—who knew Tenra better than anyone—looked momentarily stunned.
Five or six thousand monsters, each as strong as a high-class devil. In the Underworld, that was an army—enough power to tip the balance of war.
This was the true terror of Annihilation Maker, a Longinus that could conjure any beast from reality or imagination. And it wasn't just a simple energy exchange; Tenra's creativity meant that ten points of power could become monsters with forty, fifty, even a hundred points of combat strength. Five or six thousand was a conservative estimate—if he pushed himself, he could summon even more.
Azazel broke the silence first, a wry grin on his lips. "Kid, you've really turned into a monster, haven't you?"
Tenra shot back, mock-irritated. "You're the monster here!"
He turned to Sirzechs. "Is that what you need? Monsters to bolster our side?"
Sirzechs nodded. "Exactly. Annihilation Maker is a strategic Sacred Gear. With your help, we can reinforce our forces and end this riot quickly, saving the Underworld from even greater loss." His tone was respectful—he could have ordered Tenra, but chose to ask instead. Part of it was Rias's influence, but more was simple respect for Tenra's power.
"Of course. I'm part of the Underworld too—I won't stand by."
Sirzechs laughed, the tension breaking. "Well said! No wonder you're the man Rias chose."
"Brother!" Rias protested, face flushed scarlet. Embarrassment warred with pride, and it was clear she was pleased.
The mood in the room lightened, though Sona remained as stoic as ever, lost in thought.
Tenra added, "One thing—I can create the monsters, but without my direct control, they're just wild beasts. If you want them deployed across the battlefields, I'll need help."
Sirzechs nodded, already prepared. "We've thought of that. That's why Rias and Sona are here. You'll create the monsters, then entrust them to Rias, Sona, and their peerages to lead into battle."
"You all know each other well. There shouldn't be any problems, right?"
The girls exchanged glances, then answered in unison, "No problem!"
Sirzechs smiled. "We have some final preparations to make. Tomorrow morning, we move out."
"I've had Grayfia prepare rooms for you all. Rest here tonight and be ready."
"Yes, sir!"
The night passed in luxury. Servants brought out dish after dish, the table heavy with rich food and fine wine. Tenra, Rias, Sona, and the girls gathered for dinner, the tension of the day slowly fading.
"Tenra Kamiyo, Rias—you've already fought with Khaos Brigade?" Sona asked, setting aside her nearly untouched plate.
Rias sipped her wine, irritation flickering across her face. "Yeah. They attacked us at home. And not just them—the damned Grim Reapers, too." She recounted the battle for Sona, including how Ophis had lost half her power.
Sona's eyes widened in shock. As one of the few who knew the truth, the news hit hard.
Rias waved a hand, ending the topic. "Let's not dwell on it. Tomorrow's a fight."
She turned to Sona, a smile tugging at her lips. "Sona, want to join me for a bath later? It's been ages since we've soaked together."
Sona hesitated, then nodded. "Alright."
Tenra raised a hand, hopeful. "Can I come too?"
Rias shot him down instantly. "Girls only. Boys are banned!"
Tenra grinned, undeterred, as laughter rippled around the table.
Later, in his own room, Tenra finished a brief call with his parents.
"Take care, Father. Mother."
"We will. Goodnight."
Just as expected, the Phenex territory was under attack—Khaos Brigade and Old Satan Faction forces had struck. Duke Phenex held the estate, while Ruval led his peerage and army to the front lines. Tenra didn't worry; his elder brother was a true Phoenix, strong and resilient.
"Ten-Tenra-sama…" Tosca's voice trembled with emotion. She and Minami nestled at his sides, eyes shining like jewels.
And it wasn't just them. Yubelluna, his Queen, knelt in devoted service, her lips trailing gentle worship across his skin.
The Underworld might be in chaos, but Tenra's world remained unchanged. When it was time to indulge, he indulged—no matter what.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Tenra smiled, brushing Tosca's cheek. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss as the night closed in…
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