CHAPTER 66: [66]:KIBA

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"Level up, about damn time." He nodded and then pressed something in front of him. A pulse of magic, unseen to ordinary human eyes, but clearly visible to the eyes of a devil, shot out from him. Any weapon or piece of armour from the ratmen that it touched, it vanished. It simply washed over the devils without as much as an incident.

"The [Gamer’s Gear] is said to turn the user into a walking video game character." Sona said, now recovered from her earlier embarrassment. "Judging by how you referred to levels earlier, can I assume that’s true?"

"It is." The red-armoured man nodded. "I gain Experience Points from defeating or killing enemies and once they reach a certain number, I move to the next level, gaining Attribute Points to improve my basic Attributes. It’s...been a very interesting ride, to say the least."

"That can’t be all there is to it." Rias frowned.

"Of course not. [Observe: Rias Gremory]." The man said and a blue screen appeared in front of him. He tapped one side of it and it rotated around so she could see it. It had mostly question marks, but the level, title, special status, perks and flaws sections piqued her interest.

Sona was fascinated. "And you can do this to anyone?"

"Yes, but my skill in it is too low to get any hard and fast numbers on your actual stats." The man admitted. "Devils, especially Pureblooded High-Class Devils, seem to require a skill level higher than twenty to get details other than the bare bones."

"Even with that as a limitation, you seem to have an insight into how we work with this." Sona said with a thoughtful expression that turned sharp. "Have you used it on me?"

"Yes, and that’s where I found out that I could be intimidated by a person’s intelligence." The Sacred Gear user chuckled. "Have a look yourself. [Observe: Sona Sitri]."

Another screen popped up and he turned it so that the Sitri Heiress could read it, which she did eagerly. What she saw made her re-evaluate the threat level of his Sacred Gear. If it could even tell him common weaknesses of the species he was facing, then he would be unimaginably dangerous to those who were unaware of him. Even more so if it told him the strengths and weaknesses of the specific enemies he had in front of him.

She blushed crimson at the two weaknesses unique to her in the ’Flaws’ section. Sona once again cursed the genetics that made the Sitri family females tend towards the lithe and svelte physique rather than the busty type, as well as the never-to-be-sufficiently-cursed sister complex that her sister (that she did actually love) had for her.

"So this is how you discovered the information about Onee-sama." She said shrewdly.

"Yes. I apologise for that, but dealing with Rias Gremory is easier than dealing with you; she lacks your insane levels of intelligence." The figure shrugged before reaching into mid-air. "Not that she’s any less intimidating, but dealing with a highly intelligent person is better than dealing with a verified genius."

"The lesser of two evils, is it?" Rias raised an eyebrow.

"From my perspective, yes. Now, where is that...ah, here it is." He pulled out a sheet of paper from mid-air and handed it to Rias. "This is the dying message of the head of Project Rat King, the Purifier project that created the ratmen. It should give you at least an abridged history of the ratmen and some of the motivations behind the Purifiers. Consider it a down payment for tomorrow. Speaking of, where should we meet?"

"There’s a small shrine in the forest hills of Kuō." Akeno spoke up quietly. "It is my...well, second home. It has no wards or other spells on it. Would that suffice?"

"Yes." The man nodded before turning and walking over to the large circular table. "Now then, there should be a switch here somewhere...aha!"

He pressed a carving on the surface of the table and the thirteen seats around it moved backwards until they struck the wall. Then the table sunk into the ground and rotated with various clicking mechanical sounds before first one, and then another part of it sank down into a circular set of steps. The air released from the opening was fetid and poisonous, even more so than what was already present in the underground room.

It also smelled even worse, somehow overpowering the filtration spells protecting the devils’ sensitive senses of smell, making them all gag. The red-armoured man wheezed and shook his head furiously.

"Urgh...it smells like an abandoned abattoir down there!" he gasped out.

"What...what is down there!?" Rias asked before she quickly created a more powerful filtration spell for herself and her Peerage. Sona handled Saji.

"The Ratman Breeder, the mother of their race." The Sacred Gear User replied grimly. "Once she’s dead, the ratmen will be doomed to extinction in a handful of decades, as she is the sole female ratman and cannot be cloned."

"Why would you kill her?" Kiba asked tensely. "It seems to be the male ratmen are the ones you should have issue with."

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