DxD: Transfer Student!

The Rating Games had been abruptly interrupted by the Khaos Brigade's interference, leading to a hasty postponement of the final championship rounds. After deliberation, the Maou agreed to push the remainder of the competition back by two days.

This decision wasn't made lightly, plans were underway to finalize an alliance with the Norse Pantheon during Odin's visit. Compared to that monumental task, the rookie tournament seemed secondary.

Having emerged victorious against Diodora, Rias naturally advanced to the final round. The remaining contenders, Rias, Sairaorg, and Seekvaira, would vie for the championship.

Yet, Rias focus was far from the games; her thoughts lingered on the looming negotiations.

Given the recent disruptions from the Khaos Brigade and the Old Maou faction, it was unlikely the alliance discussions would proceed smoothly. Rias was certain another attempt to sabotage the talks was imminent.

"Rias," Sirzechs called firmly, interrupting her thoughts. "Bring your peerage and follow me."

When the Maou gives an order, there's no room for hesitation. Rias quickly rallied her group and followed Sirzechs to the grand meeting hall. 

Inside, the atmosphere was heavy with importance. Gathered in the room were figures of immense influence, Governor Azazel of the Fallen Angels, Archangel Michael of Heaven, Chief God Odin of the Norse Pantheon, and, of course, the Four Maou themselves.

The sheer weight of the gathering left Rias momentarily stunned. She quickly composed herself, bowing respectfully to each individual.

"Let's skip the formalities," Sirzechs said, cutting to the chase. "Rias, I have a mission for you."

He wasted no time explaining. 

"While you were dealing with Diodora, the Norse God Loki launched an attack here. Ajuka managed to repel and seal him temporarily, but the seal will only hold for a day. Tomorrow, I need you and your peerage to confront and neutralize him."

Though Sirzechs spoke to Rias, his gaze was unmistakably directed at Badr. His confidence in his sister's abilities was unwavering, but he knew that with Badr, a fighter whose strength had reached Maou levels, there was far more certainty of success.

"Yes, Brother!" Rias responded immediately, her determination evident.

Loki's strength, combined with the power of his summoned beast Fenrir, was daunting. Yet Rias, like Sirzechs, placed her trust in Badr.

Serafall Leviathan added with a sigh, "Loki's goal is to incite Ragnarök. If we Maou intervene directly, it will escalate into a full-scale world war. That's why we must rely on the younger generation."

"This is my fault," Odin said, his tone carrying a hint of guilt.

"If you and your peers handle this," Sirzechs continued, "the old powers will have no justification to act. The success of this alliance rests entirely on your shoulders."

Badr, listening quietly, couldn't help but feel a pang of irony. Wasn't I just here for the promotion exam? How did it escalate to saving the world?

To bolster their chances, Serafall suggested additional reinforcements. "Sona and her peerage will join you for support."

"Thank you, Leviathan-sama," Rias said gratefully.

Michael also stepped forward, introducing a familiar figure. "We'll lend you someone as well. Irina, come forward."

Irina Shidou stepped into the room with a cheerful smile. "Long time no see, everyone!"

Xenovia's eyes narrowed. "Irina…"

Since their last meeting, Irina had changed. She now radiated Sacred power, proof of her growth and her current position as a "Trump Ace" angel under Michael.

Odin, not to be outdone, added his own contribution. "Well, if everyone's sending support, I can't be left out. Rose, step forward."

From Odin's side emerged a stunning woman with long silver hair, wearing a sleek female suit. Her striking features and dignified presence marked her as a Valkyrie.

"I am Rossweisse," she said with a polite bow. "Pleased to assist."

Despite Badr's confidence in his ability to handle Loki alone, he welcomed the reinforcements. "The more, the merrier," he mused. Let's give Loki the beating of a lifetime

..Later That Night

The group retired to their rooms to rest, preparing for the battle ahead. The Maou had provided them accommodations in a luxurious hotel on Maou territory.

Badr, fresh from his shower, lounged in bed, enjoying the rare moment of calm. His solitude was interrupted by a soft knock at the door. Without hesitation, he opened it, sensing Rias's presence.

She stood there in a violet nightgown, her expression a mix of apology and nervousness. The sheer elegance of her outfit added a layer of allure.

"Sorry to bother you… I couldn't sleep. I guess I'm just anxious about tomorrow," she admitted with a sheepish smile.

Badr smiled warmly. "Come in."

Rias entered, slipping off her nightgown and sliding under the covers beside him. Her flawless skin and graceful figure were mesmerizing.

"…Why are you staring like that?" she teased.

"Just wondering if you've gotten even more beautiful," Badr replied playfully, lying beside her and pulling her close.

"Still the same, I think?" Rias murmured, though a blush crept up her cheeks.

Badr chuckled. "Feels like there's more to appreciate."

His hands traced her figure, eliciting a mix of laughter and shivers.

"You're such a naughty boy… I knew coming to you was a mistake. You never behave yourself," she said, her tone playful but affectionate.

"Do you mind?"

"…No," Rias whispered, snuggling closer. "Not one bit."

The tension eased as the two shared quiet, tender moments, their bond growing even stronger. When sleep finally claimed them, they did so in each other's embrace, ready to face the challenges awaiting them.

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