DxD: Building A Demon Clan From Scratch.-Chapter 139: Low Profile?

Seeing that, Lynn granted her another blessing update.

[Mahiru]

High-Class Devil

Race: Devil

Master: Lynn Valefor

Stats:

Strength: i56

Agility: h112

Durability: i83

Magic: h101

Innate Skills:

[Angel Devil] (Omitted)

[Corridor of Obsession]

Sets an emotional anchor point, selecting an object of obsession (person or abstract concept).

Mahiru's anchor: Lynn.

— Growth Acceleration: +30% experience gain when actions align with obsession.

Developmental Ability:

Light Wing Amplifier G

...

Seeing Mahiru's [Corridor of Obsession], Lynn narrowed his eyes and prepared to intensify her training.

Suddenly.

Squeak

The bedroom door creaked open.

Mahiru looked up, locking eyes with a pair of blood-orange pupils.

"Mashiro?!"

Mahiru was shocked and quickly asked, "What are you doing?!"

Mashiro peeked through the crack in the door and answered calmly, "Materials…"

"Materials?!"

Mahiru wanted to say more, but the devil resumed his attack!

"Ma-Mashiro…"

"No… don't look…"

Buzz—

Mahiru's [Corridor of Obsession] burned with heat.

Her base stats began to increase again!

Strength: i56 → i57 → i58

Agility: h112 → h113 → h114

Durability: i83 → i84 → i85

Magic: h101 → h102 → h103

Seeing this, Lynn's eyes glinted.

"Mahiru, this is necessary training."

So…

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Fall, angel.

...

The next morning.

Sunlight filtered into the bedroom through the window.

Mahiru's golden hair shimmered in the light.

Lynn brushed aside her blonde hair, glanced at the Blessing stats on her back, and raised an eyebrow.

"Over 600 stat points in one night?"

Was last night that intense?

And...

Isn't her skill kind of insane?

Lynn's eyes shifted slightly. He patted her hips. "Mahiru, if you keep working this hard, you might surpass Saeko soon."

"…Mm."

Mahiru bit her lip, her face turning red, caramel eyes misty.

But…

She didn't refuse.

They stayed curled together in bed a while longer before Lynn finally got up and opened the bedroom door.

Then he saw Mashiro, wearing only a white shirt, slumped against the hallway wall, fast asleep.

However…

"Tsk, where did you toss your panties this time…"

Lynn shook his head and pinched her nose.

"Mm…"

Mashiro wrinkled her nose and instinctively reached upward like she was drowning.

Moments later, she woke up with a gasp, Lynn's face reflected in her blood-orange eyes.

"…Mm."

Mashiro looked confused, then grabbed Lynn's hand.

She pointed to the floor where she'd just been sitting and blinked. "It's all wet…"

Lynn's eyelids twitched as he glanced downward.

When he saw the faint drying trace on the floor, his expression turned subtle.

"You…"

"Were you listening all night?"

Lynn had to admire her persistence.

"Collecting materials."

Mashiro emphasized the words with weight, proudly displaying her artistic resolve.

"Fine, fine, collect all the materials you want."

Lynn ruffled her blonde hair and headed to the living room.

He took a bottle of Coke from the fridge.

Pop!

Gulp gulp gulp.

"Haah…"

"Satisfying."

...

A few days later.

Lynn's apartment.

After everyone's Blessing stats had been updated.

Utaha frowned. She looked at her stats, then at Mahiru's.

Agility: i0

Durability: i0

Magic: i0

Innate Abilities:

[Artistic Cell]

Extremely sensitive to artistic expression.

[Painting Devil]

— Pigment Armament (Ultramarine unlocked, can summon tides to attack)

— Blank Canvas Field (Expands a 50-meter drawing space. All objects in the range are rendered as line art. Enemy attacks are visualized. Can predict trajectories 5 seconds in advance.)

Devil Transformation: Unfinished Theater

...

Lynn rubbed his chin after seeing Mashiro's skills.

Then he snapped his fingers.

Buzz—

The vibrant room suddenly faded to black and white.

Everything now felt like it existed inside a manga.

"Eh-hey?"

Utaha looked down at herself and exclaimed in disbelief, "Did I become… two-dimensional?!"

Mahiru and the others were also shocked.

Only Mashiro, the original artist, seemed unfazed.

But...

"Manga!"

Lynn looked out the window and noticed his domain had expanded beyond fifty meters.

However…

Other than that, nothing seemed to have changed.

"I wonder if it'll grow further."

After retracting the territory, Lynn made a copy of Mashiro's Blessing.

And then…

A guest arrived.

Lynn smiled and teleported in front of Natsuki Minamiya just as she was preparing to cast a space spell.

Natsuki blinked in surprise. Then her eyes turned unfriendly.

"That noise just now… was you, devil?"

"Oh? What a rare guest."

"Tsk!"

Natsuki clicked her tongue. "Who do you think I came here for?"

The moment she saw him, she knew that ruckus had to be Lynn's doing.

"I'm warning you. The Church's Holy Sword was recently stolen."

"As a devil, you'd better keep a low profile."

"Unless you want trouble with the Church."

She flicked open her fan to hide her mouth, eyes filled with irritation.

This guy… always wasting her time.

"Oh? Natsuki-chan still worries about me?"

Low profile?

He'd been low profile as a Low-Class Devil. Low profile as a Mid-Class Devil. Even as a High-Class and Ultimate-Class Devil.

Now he was a Maou.

You want him to still keep a low profile?

Then what's the point of being a Satan-Class?

(To be continued.)