Chapter 268

Chapter 268

Ajuka in the face of this simply smiled at her little sister just as Sirzechs did at Rias.

"Very well, I look forward to your challenge" said Ajuka calmly dropping her lazy face and looking at her sister.

"Very well, your dream has been heard, now return to your seat" said Sirzechs calmly.

Rin nodded as she bowed to the Maous and calmly returned to her seat and everything began again.

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The sounds of muffled laughter filled the hall. It was not a laughter born of joy, or even amusement. It was derision, the sound of scorn and ridicule.

An insult.

And all of it was directed at the lone girl on the podium. Sona stood stoically as she always did in public, paying no attention to the laughter, eyes only on Maous. While it must surely hurt to see her dream being ridiculed, she did not show it.

"I wish to create a fighting school for lower class reincarnated demons" was Sona's response when asked about ambition.

And in response to her statement, all she received was scorn from the Elders.

"There is already a school for real demons - I understand! So you're just a little girl who dreams! It must be nice to be so young and able to think such childish thoughts."

Although it was only the Council members who said these things. The rest of the occupants of the hall did not share their feelings.

The audience fidgeted nervously, looking away from the spectacle, clearly annoyed by what was happening. Whether it was because they didn't agree with the Elders, didn't like to see one of their own humiliated, or else.

* CREAK *

Or perhaps because they had a clear view of a very angry Maou.

"Now correct me if I'm wrong" Gilgamesh interrupted, still holding a polite smile that fooled no one, "But I distinctly remember you saying that all humans are weak. And I believe that as a human, I fall into the category. So I ask again" Gilgamesh's eyes flashed a demonic crimson hue as his smile turned cold.

"Did you just call me weak?"

Gilgamesh didn't want to start a fight here, just warn them enough to get them away from Sona, so he was going to leave it at that.

"Yes" said a voice cutting through Gilgamesh's thoughts.

Gilgamesh's eyes widened momentarily before his narrowed at the source of the voice.

Spinning around in surprise, Gilgamesh turned to find that Zekram Bael was the one who had spoken. The older Demon was smiling pleasantly at the King of Heroes from where he was leaning back in his chair, eyes crinkled with joy.

"What did you call me?"

"I called you weak" Looking like nothing more than a gentle grandfather playing with his grandchildren, Zekram hurled another insult at Gilgamesh, while his crazed lavender-colored eyes danced with barely concealed joy, "Did you not hear me, or are you a deaf human and also a weak boy?"

Gilgamesh was not the only one surprised by the speech of the first Great King. Most of the occupants of the hall turned to Zekram in shock, slack-jawed. Even Sona, who did not budge an inch when she was mocked, gave Zekram a wide-eyed look of disbelief.

A fury flashed in Gilgamesh's crimson eyes as an immense bloodlust surged in him and the only thing that was keeping him from killing the demon was his self-control.

"Zekram Bael" Sirzechs called out causing his attention to turn to the Maou Lucifer, even Sirzechs who was good at hiding his emotions had awe flashing through his eyes.

"Have you forgotten who you are talking to? I am sure with the reputation Gilgamesh has he is anything but weak" Sirzechs said calmly.

"With all due respect my Lord Lucifer" Zekram nodded pleasantly to Sirzechs, "I haven't seen anything. All we know is his reputation but we have never witnessed his power to say if it is true" Zekram said with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Then what would it take to convince you of his power?" asked Sirzechs with amusement, "Do you wish to fight him?"

"Oh no, no. An old man like me would not be a challenge. With these old bones I can barely walk anymore, much less fight" The hidden ruler of the Underworld lied between his teeth as he laughed at the suggestion, "No, what we need is for him to fight in public so there is no doubt about his ability. Perhaps with a younger opponent, one more in line with his age."

Then Zekram Bael deliberately turned his eyes to the middle of the hall, where a hundred and more young Demons were lined up, with their Pariate just behind them.