"Put this on, Asia."
Finn held out a thick, fluffy white towel. He had specifically set it aside earlier, fully anticipating the biological backlash of the Evil Piece transformation. Yet, Akeno had sneakily hidden the towel behind her back, only offering it to him when he shot her an unamused, scolding glare. She merely offered a deeply naughty, mischievous smile in return.
Did she honestly think I was the kind of lustful pervert who would take advantage of an innocent girl's forced nudity? Finn sighed internally.
"T-Thank you, Finn-sama..."
Asia's face was completely flushed, her skin burning as hot as a fever. She quickly wrapped the large towel tightly around her pristine, untainted body to hide her shame.
Yet, her heart was hammering wildly against her ribs. Surprisingly, she realized she didn't entirely hate the idea of him seeing her. And when she remembered Xenovia's incredibly blunt, idiotic prediction about what happened to girls taken in by Devils, Asia felt a strange, terrifying heat pool deep in her core. It was entirely unfamiliar—hot, wet, and deeply shameful.
"Um, excuse me. Can I ask something?"
Xenovia raised her hand smoothly, having just finished devouring her dessert orange.
"What is it?" Finn asked, keeping his eyes respectfully away from the blushing nun.
"I saw you specifically utilize the Bishop Piece for her," Xenovia noted, her mind working. "Was there a reason for that?"
The Evil Pieces functioned exactly like pieces on a chessboard. Each piece granted different enhancements. Rooks gained absolute defense and physical strength, Knights gained terrifying speed, and Queens gained a massive boost to all parameters.
So why explicitly choose the Bishop?
"Do you honestly believe I would tell you?" Finn asked, his voice dropping into a cold.
"...." Xenovia froze.
Finn slowly crossed his arms, his golden eyes narrowing as he stared down at the two latex-clad exorcists.
"I believe you two are operating under a huge misunderstanding," Finn stated coldly. "Just because I allowed you to use my hot springs and eat my food does not mean we are friends."
Xenovia swallowed hard. "I never assumed we were."
"I am a Devil. You are Exorcists," Finn continued, the heavy, suffocating pressure of his aura slowly filling the room. "Unlike Asia, who just officially joined my organization, you two are the natural, sworn enemies of my race. Logically speaking, you should be trying to assassinate me right now, instead of sitting comfortably in my dining room acting chummy."
"....." Irina and Xenovia flinched, completely silent.
"But you are far too weak to actually fight me, so you quietly submitted to survive," Finn sighed, rubbing his temples in exasperation. "I understand survival instincts. But seriously, next time, do not casually waltz into an Ultimate-Class Devil's stronghold and let your guard down."
"Yes..."
Irina and Xenovia lowered their heads in absolute shame. They knew he was entirely right. They had been shockingly unprofessional.
Frankly, they were incredibly lucky they had encountered Finn. If they had stumbled into the territory of a standard, arrogant pureblood Devil? They would likely be dead right now—poisoned over dinner the second they let their guard down.
Or worse... what if the Devil had laced their food with heavy aphrodisiacs? What horrifying, degenerate, perverted things would have happened to their pure, holy bodies while they were incapacitated?
"Still, putting your incompetence aside," Finn said casually. "You two originally came to this city searching for fragments of Excalibur, correct?"
"Yes," Irina nodded quickly. "We were officially tasked by the Vatican to collect the stolen Holy Swords."
"Did the Church recently lose them, or were they stolen a long time ago?"
"We lost them several years ago," Irina admitted openly.
"And the Vatican only sent the two of you?"
"Yes."
"Nobody else?"
"Yes."
"So, the swords aren't actually that important to them, then." Finn deadpanned.
"......." Irina and Xenovia choked.
"Think about it logically," Finn stated pragmatically. "If highly classified, legendary weapons went missing for years, and the Vatican only dispatches a two-man squad to retrieve them? It means the assets are officially considered low-priority."
Finn paused, looking at the two girls carefully. "But then again, you two actually possess the unique aptitude to wield the Excalibur fragments, right? Does that mean you are considered among the strongest fighters in the Church?"
"That's right!"
Both Irina and Xenovia puffed their chests out slightly, clearly proud of the title. They genuinely believed they were elite enforcers. Being able to naturally synchronize with a Holy Sword was an incredibly rare genetic trait.
Excalibur, huh? Finn mused internally.
He didn't care much about the holy swords. According to established lore, the original Excalibur wielded by King Arthur was forged through ancient alchemy by humans trying to reach the territory of God. Eventually, the blade was shattered in a massive conflict, and the remaining shards were reforged into seven specialized swords.
Years ago, Valper Galilei—the infamous 'Genocide Archbishop'—conducted horrific, brutal human experiments trying to artificially force children to synchronize with the blades. He harvested the 'Holy Element' from the bodies of dying children to implant into a single, successful host. He was excommunicated for his atrocities, and his project fueled a deep, burning hatred in survivors like Yuuto Kiba.
"Well," Finn leaned back, eyeing the two girls critically. "You definitely don't look like the strongest humans alive."
"......" Xenovia and Irina slumped.
"But compared to the majority of humans I've encountered, your powers are acceptable," Finn conceded.
"Who is the strongest human you have personally fought?" Xenovia asked, genuinely curious.
"Cao Cao. The wielder of the True Longinus," Finn answered casually. "The sheer, raw divine light radiating from his spear nearly burned me to ash. But fortunately, I was strong enough to endure it until I crushed him."
"......." Xenovia and Irina went entirely pale.
"There was also Tobio Ikuse, the user of Canis Lycaon," Finn continued smoothly. "Dealing with him nearly caused a seismic event that would have sunk the entire island of Taiwan."
"........" The exorcists were practically shaking.
"Ah, but that last one is secret," Finn smiled warmly, reaching down to pet the massive, shadowy black dog resting obediently by his feet. "If you two ever breathe a word of it to the Vatican..."
"We will never tell anyone!" they practically screamed in unison.
"Good," Finn nodded, scratching Jin behind the ears.
Suddenly, Jin's glowing red eyes snapped open. The massive hound's ears twitched aggressively, its gaze locking onto a specific corner of the ceiling.
"Irina... it seems we really are going to have to do it..." Xenovia muttered grimly, entirely misreading the sudden tension in the room.
"Yeah..." Irina bit her lip, completely accepting her fate. "I suppose it is entirely natural for a breathtakingly beautiful girl like me to eventually be claimed by a powerful Devil."
"......." Finn, Akeno, and Asia stared at them, entirely baffled.
"Oh, Lord, please forgive Irina for the sins of the flesh she is about to commit!" Irina squeezed her eyes shut, a single, dramatic tear rolling down her cheek as she prayed.
Before Finn could correct their idiotic assumptions, a massive, unnatural spike of aggressive holy energy flared directly above the estate.
"All of you, come closer to me. Right now!" Finn barked, his voice laced with absolute command.
"......"
Assuming the group sex was officially commencing, Asia, Xenovia, and Irina immediately scrambled forward and tackled him!
"......."
While Akeno giggled happily in the background, Finn was completely suffocated as three beautiful young women aggressively clung to his body. Soft, jiggling breasts pressed tightly against his face, his chest, and his back. A sudden, heavy rush of heat flooded his system, and he felt a very natural, highly inappropriate biological reaction starting to occur.
He didn't have time to deal with their sheer stupidity.
"Hold tight!" Finn yelled, his Demonic Power violently flaring to form an Ultimate-Class barrier around them.
"Huh?"
Just as Akeno stepped close to join the huddle—
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!
The roof of the ancient shrine was completely obliterated!
A devastating, blinding explosion of raw Light magic blasted the historic estate to splinters. Dust and debris rained down, exposing the starry night sky.
Floating high above the ruined courtyard was a terrifying figure. It was a Fallen Angel, but drastically different from the grunts. He possessed ten massive, pitch-black wings, marking him as a supreme, cadre-level leader. He floated arrogantly, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at the crater.
"How weak," Kokabiel sneered, assuming the devastating Light spear had instantly vaporized everyone inside. "Oi! Scavenge the rubble! Pick up the Excalibur fragments so we can finally start the ritual!"
"Yes, Kokabiel-sama!"
A squad of rogue Exorcists stepped forward from the treeline, ready to loot the bodies.
Suddenly, a faint, near-silent whistling sound cut through the air.
Swish.
The rogue exorcists stopped dead in their tracks.
"Oi! What are you idiots doing?! Move!" Kokabiel barked angrily.
He stopped yelling as he watched the heads of his entire squad slowly slide off their necks. Blood fountained into the air as the headless corpses collapsed into the dirt.
"......"
Before Kokabiel could even process the flawlessly silent assassinations, a streak of absolute, crackling black lightning shot up from the crater.
SPLASH!
A massive, shadowy blade pierced cleanly through the center of Kokabiel's left wing. Blood violently exploded into the air.
Yet, before the Cadre could even register the agonizing pain, the blade morphed into a heavy, shadowy chain. The chain violently yanked backward, instantly dragging the ten-winged Fallen Angel out of the sky and directly down into the ruined crater.
"Eh?" Kokabiel gasped, his eyes widening in absolute horror as he was pulled straight into a massive, heavily muscled fist.
"That is for destroying my house, you bastard!"
Veins of pure, unadulterated wrath pulsed on Finn's forehead. Utilizing his full, terrifying Balam strength, Finn drove his fist directly into the center of Kokabiel's face.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!