Gilgamesh in DxD

Chapter 92

This was because his instincts had told him, or rather had screamed in terror when he realized something.

If he had taken another second he would be dead by now.

Two of his eyes looked up and met a pair of crimson eyes, no longer hidden behind lidded slits, staring at him with utter boredom. His lips, no longer adorned with a smile, were in a grim line as he watched them over his shoulder.

The bare blade reflected the moonlight from the edge, now being held in his left hand, gleaming like a splinter in the night's darkness.

The Fallen Angel went still as he felt his eyes on them, petrified with terror, no longer wanting his attention now that they finally got it.

Nothing moved as the Fallen Angels felt his life hanging by a thread as the King of Heroes watched him, the bloodlust filling the air contrasting with the disinterest in his eyes.

Azazel did not expect this.

He wanted to test, though it was too risky, as far as Gilgamesh was willing to go.

But it looks like he's bitten off more than he could chew.

At that moment Azazel was afraid for one reason only.

In that instant Gilgamesh had surpassed him, surpassed the power and training he had had for centuries and ripped his arm off.

If not for his instincts trained and tempered through centuries of battle and warfare, Azazel knew he would have been killed.

And he wasn't prepared for what was coming next either.

In a single instant Gilgamesh appeared in front of him, scattering his sword, and then punched Azazel in the belly making him bend over, before his right hand caught the Fallen's neck and lifted him, causing Azazel to hang suspended.

A single look from Azazel into Gilgamesh's crimson eyes made him filled with fear and lost his will to fight.

His very presence screamed danger. Like a sleeping dragon, just waiting to release its strength.

"At the Azazel moment, we can laugh together, play together, insult each other like we're best friends, but at the same time, if you do something against humans I'll call all my treasures and release them all here and at Grigori to kill him.

"And trust me, even though we're joking and laughing together, if I kill you now I'll still smile when I see your mutilated corpse under my feet."

Gilgamesh swung his hand and threw Azazel to the ground which landed perfectly.

He only looked at his arm for a moment before looking at Gilgamesh and laughing.

"Really, such love for humans, are you sure it's not a lost child of his?" asks Azazel with a different tone as if he hadn't escaped death a few moments ago.

Gilgamesh glared at him before turning his back and walking away while Azazel watched him.

He just looked at his severed arm on the ground and laughed.

"Really, humans are scary," Azazel said to himself, for in that moment he had felt a feeling he had never felt before.

Fear.

The sheer terror that just seeing someone's existence would make you despair.

The feeling was not unknown to Azazel.

He fought and saw things that would make even the greatest warriors weep in fear.

Even before beings like Sirzechs and Ajuka and other monsters were born he was already doing scary things, although he regretted it.

He fought against God himself and Lucifer and came out alive.

He fought in the great war of the three factions and saw the terror that the Two Heavenly Dragons caused.

He saw entire nations and civilizations rise and fall.

But at that moment it was the first time he felt that kind of fear.

The fear of knowing that there is a monster near you that can kill you any time it wants to and just doesn't kill you because you're not worth the effort.

Looking at his arm, Azazel realized he would have that memory forever.

Although he could and would recreate his arm through his research with Sacred Gear.

He never blames Gilgamesh for ripping off his arm, after all he was the one who attacked.

And to think that a person like that would have so much love for humans.

"I bet you'd like to meet him, Dad," Azazel says to himself as he leaves to head back to Grigori.

Even he remembers that he had left a lot of papers unfinished.

It will be a headache.

The only thing Azazel didn't notice was that during a small exchange of glances between him and Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh's eyes had taken on a new shape.

With Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh after his encounter with Azazel had gone straight to his house.

He really didn't expect to have an encounter with the Leader of the Fallen Angels, let alone that he would know his identity.

He really isn't someone to be underestimated.

He also thought it was very silly for Azazel to want to test him, Gilgamesh knew that the Leader of the Fallen Angels had not gone with the intention of killing, but Gilgamesh still cut one of his arms.

After all he is not someone who would accept such a thing, and his point had also already been proven to the leader of the Fallen Angels.

And Gilgamesh also knew that Azazel could easily replace his arm from his research on Sacred Gear.

When Gilgamesh got home he saw everyone happy and getting along.

Arturia had become very good friends with Valerie and Asia.

Mainly because Asia likes the legend of King Arthur and that's why Arturia tells her stories.

Everyone had gone to dinner afterward since Arturia and Mordred were giving him a headache.

The two alone ate more food than everyone else together, they were really bottomless pits, if anyone saw them they would think they are sisters.

And it seemed Mordred wanted to be superior to Arturia in everything so she kept inventing competitions, like who eats the most, and Arturia's pride wouldn't let her lose to Mordred.

Currently everyone was sitting in the room watching.

Arturia and Mordred were ironically still eating, it seemed they had both loved Sebas and Gil's cooking.

Asia was sitting next to Valerie as they watched the animated film and she from time to time asks Arturia something.

Sebas was sitting reading a book, which the butler always did when he wasn't working.

And Enkidu was reading a book about short stories that he had found.

Gilgamesh sighed and couldn't help feeling that everything was very calm, without action.

Although he liked to go smoothly, it was tedious.

But it was better than getting into conflict all the time.

Gilgamesh stopped, along with everyone, when they noticed that someone was trying to teleport into the house, which was difficult due to Sebas' barrier.

Sebas had made a very powerful barrier to protect the house from invaders, it was as powerful as the barriers that protected the Norse and Shinto factions that were known for their very powerful Barrier Magic.

Gilgamesh cursed his tongue, that he just said he was calm and that happened.

It looked like Karma was against him.

An ability to control Karma would be interesting, Gilgamesh left that thought for later.

Everyone became alert when a magic circle took shape behind them.

Gilgamesh noticed that the magic circle was from the Gremory clan, but the energy coming out was greater than Rias's, so he already guessed who it was.

When the light disappeared it was possible to see two people, more specifically a man and a woman who emanated a demonic aura.

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