High School DxD: Scotland Forever - Chapter 5 (Patreon)

Akeno was a little more stand-offish with him after he brought up her heritage and why she shouldn't be ashamed of it. So, he didn't really get to enjoy much of her teasing, flirty personality, though she was still pretty much naked so the eye candy was good at least.

And still, she fulfilled his request for him without issue and drained the excess dragon power from him. Though, sadly, she did it through his finger and not his huge Scottish willie.

But what can ya' do?

The conversation between them in the meantime, was a bit clipped, but, she did give him some pointers on making use of his new demonic style of magic, so that was good.

Either way, as soon as she drained enough of his dragon power to give him enough control for the moment, she beat a hasty retreat.

And Yarden was once again left with nothing to do beyond stroll around the school and keep an eye on things as Serafall asked while he waited for her to get back to him on the topic of his kingship.

So with nothing better to do now, he decided to head up and chill on the roof, it had enough space and was out of the way enough that he could play with his magic a bit.

He gave a brief nod of respect to the door of clear Scottish descent as he did so, before heading out and leaning across the railing and enjoying the breeze from being decently high up.

Nothing compared to the amazing breeze of the highlands of his homeland, but it was pleasant enough.

"…This really is way easier than even I assumed it would be," Yarden mused to himself not long later, clicking his fingers and conjuring a small image of a Scottish flag that floated into the air above him, "Why the hell are the devils such a low tier faction with such easy to abuse magic?"

The Satan's and the likes of Sairaorg Bael were clear outliers, the vast majority of devils, even the High Class ones were pretty damn trash compared to most factions general fighting forces.

Hell, on average it seemed that a generic reincarnated devil was stronger on average than a born devil with a vast bloodline going through their veins.

One only had to look at the likes of Sona Sitri for that. Subpar power, subpar physical abilities, subpar techniques, subpar fighting ability over all. Hell, even her looks were subpar, and he wasn't talking about her flat chest and flat ass, because svelte little Koneko made her blend into the background.

Even her 'dream' from what little he remembered was subpar.

Honestly, he didn't really see what people back in the other world saw in her and why they simped so hard for her. Subpar taste of lacking Scottish blood perhaps? Really, all she had going for her was that she was sort of kind he supposed, but it was pretty muted because of her cold, bland demeanor.

Honestly, give him Rias Gremory over her any day. Really, if the shit that happened with him ending up here in the first place occurred even two months earlier, he'd probably be balls deep in that stacked redhead every night by now and filling her womb with Scottish essence to revive the Wallace Clan.

Oh well, it wasn't like he could say he was actually disappointed with getting Serafall over her. Serafall was hotter, way stronger and he got insta promoted to King as her queen and she was even going to pass some of her own territory to him as the Satan Leviathan to get started on the Scottish Underworld territory.

The only pro to Rias over Serafall, was that she would have been easy as shit to bed.

'Ignoring the silly spiel about wanting to rut with females,' Vritra spoke up in his head, 'The reason the devil faction is so low tier is simply a combination of their own longevity and arrogance.'

'Oh?' Yarden's eyebrows rose in interest.

'Most of them have never even interacted with opposing factions beyond the Fallen and Heaven, and believe they learned all they needed to hundreds of years ago,' Vritra informed him, 'They do not understand the power of the other factions, thus their arrogance was never quashed, well, ignoring the standing Satans and such that is, and the clear lack of innovation born from their own arrogant ignorance. Devils are really no more mentally advanced than humans, they just lived better because of inborn advantages, but unlike humans that have progressed quickly mentally because of their short lives, the vast majority of devils are still living by the same standards from hundreds of years ago, feh, I bet many of them still believe humans think bathing is bad for them.'

That did make a lot of sense now that he thought about it. Though, it didn't explain Sona at all to be honest.

'She's the perfect image of a bad outlier, the complete opposite of this Sairaorg Bael,' you felt Vritra mentally shrug, 'Unlike her sister who has immersed herself in the modern age and allowed her mind to broaden, Sona Sitri immersed herself in cold, hard logic and put her faith in something as silly and rigid as chess, something completely detrimental to a magic system that works on belief and broad imagination.'

Again, that made a lot of sense, 'You sure are smart and pretty worldly,' Yarden mused, 'How'd you get like that considering you're a dragon that got locked up hundreds of years ago and haven't been conscious since before the 'Great War'?'

Honestly, it was amusing they called the the 'Great War', put a whole lot of emphasis on it, when the casualties couldn't even come close to comparing to World War 2. Besides, even at that, it couldn't compare to the greatness of the Scottish armies of old charging down the highlands to rape the shit out of the English, Vikings, Romans and any other pansy that dared to invade his great homeland.

He remembered a story of his ancestors, before even William Wallace's time. When the Roman's tried to invade Scotland, with an army of tens of thousands, only to flee back home like pussies when they reached the highlands and eight hundred non armoured Scotsmen came charging down to beat their shit in and steal their women.

Ah, what glorious blood that flowed through his veins! Emperor Nero should be glad he was most likely born a man in this world and not a sexy, busty blonde, and never lead his armies at all. Otherwise, 'she' would have gotten railed silly by Scottish cock and the Romans would have been broken beneath the might of Scottish heels.

…Wait, what was he thinking about originally again? Yarden rubbed his forehead, he really needed to get a hang on this a bit better. 'My mind really is unstable still.' he groaned. The fusion of two minds from two different realities wasn't very seamless in the end.

Though, he supposed he should just be glad the focus of his obsession right now was just on the fact that both people that made him up, were Scottish patriots and this little bout of insanity of his was focused on that.

Truly, even when focusing their insanity, the Scottish were the greatest of all!

'Yeah, sure let's go with that,' Vritra snorted, 'The reason why I'm not an ignorant fool like the devils or a meat head like most of my brethren, is because I was failure of a dragon, the weakest you could see, the very bottom of the totem pole. To reach the strength of my peak, I had to broaden my mind to all possibilities and studied magic religiously to make up for my pitifully weak body in comparison to others dragons, and overcame it in the end.'

Yarden nodded in understanding, 'That's impressive in of itself though, you weren't born a beast like Ddraig and shit, everything you have you earned.' he praised his dragon companion.

As expected of the newly crowned Scottish Dragon King, he wasn't a pitiful golden spoon fed little wimp.

Like that English loser Albion.

Before Vritra could reply, a clicking noise came from over at the door leading out onto the roof and the door swung open, and stepping out onto the roof was a buxom, white haired beauty.

And my did she wear that Kuoh uniform well. And he recognised her instantly, Momo Hakanai, one of Sona's bishops.

Granted, he only remember because she hit a lot of his buttons and was super hot, the clear outlier beauty of Sona's peerage.

She blinked when she noticed him leaning back against the railing, before frowning lightly and walking over, "Excuse me," Momo began politely, "What are you doing out here when classes are in session? And why are you not in uniform?"

"I don't go to this school," Yarden pointed out with a shrug, "I'm just here to keep an eye on things for your kings sister."

She blinked again, "I see," Momo bit her lip for a moment in thought before nodding, "That would make you Wallace-san I believe?" she mused, covering any surprise she felt expertly.

"That's me, yeah," Yarden smiled at her, "You can just call me Yarden though Hanakai-san, I'm from Scotland after all."

Her deep grey-blue eyes widened slightly, "You know me?" she asked, surprised.

"I know all the devils here, part of the reason I got the deal I did to be Serafall's queen," he shrugged casually once more, "I just remember you specifically because your beauty stood out to me." he turned on the charm, this type of girl needed a different approach than one such as Akeno Himejima.

The white haired beauties cheeks flushed red, "I…I see," Momo stuttered a bit, before giving a small embarrassed cough when he let his smile widen a bit at her, "…Very well, Yarden then, and you can call me Momo to make things fair."

"Great," he replied, before asking, "So what brings you up here good looking?"

"My, you're a terrible flirt aren't you?" she giggled lightly, cupping one cheek with her hand, "I have a free period, so I'm patrolling the school for truants as a member of the student council."

"Diligent aren't you?" he laughed a bit, "Back in Scotland when I had free periods, I used them to laze around."

"I can believe it," Momo's lips twitched up briefly, "How about you? Can I ask why you're up here?"

"Just playing around with this new devil magic," Yarden revealed without problem, lifting his hands clicking his fingers, conjuring another small image of the Scottish flag and letting it float up into the air, up and up until it was out of sight, "Honestly, I'm kind of bored, I've really not got anything to do, your company has completely lightened up my day at this point."

It was sad he couldn't be balls deep fucking Akeno right about now, but this wasn't a bad second place.

"That's impressive," Momo gasped lightly, "If I remember correctly, you only recently became a devil a day or two ago from what Kaichou said to us, and you've already got a handle to create illusions? It took me a few weeks of training to even conjure simple elements."

…Well, it wasn't actually an illusion. It was just pure magical energy. He thought it would be awesome to create his own signature energy beam attack in the shape of the Scotland flag.

"Well, I've got a bit of experience with magic before reincarnating, so I have a bit of an advantage." he reassured her.

"That's right, you're the descendant of a god and hero aren't you?" Momo tapped her chin and eyed you with interest, "That's really fascinating, what's it like?"

"Pretty awesome," Yarden replied immediately, "I'm way stronger and more powerful than most, even when I was a human alone, though I did have to train a lot to come into my abilities, so it wasn't easy."

Honestly, as amazed and proud as he was of his strength now, he couldn't deny that it wasn't a little grating to see how much his power had increased just from becoming Serafall's queen and sacrificing his lungs and heart to Vritra.

'Oh stop your whining you wimp, how un-Scottish of you,' Vritra huffed, 'Besides, the power increase you got from both of them would not have been anywhere near as substantial if you weren't already so impressive in the beginning.'

…Gasp, he was right. Imagine whining over something so little!? That was something only a pansy twink like Cao Cao would whine over!

"Hmm, I guess even having divinity in your veins can't make everything easy," Momo mused, "Still, now that I'm engaging my senses, you're incredibly powerful aren't you? The only person I've felt with stronger magic power than you is Serafall-sama."

"Would you believe me if I told you, this isn't even my final form?" Yarden grinned at her, wiggling his eyebrows.

Momo giggled again, "Considering Kaichou told me you have two sacred gears and a holy sword, which is really amazing by the way, yes," the buxom white haired beauty replied, "So, people watch anime like Drag-So Ball in Scotland as well then?"

"Anime is pretty popular outside of Japan, especially Drag-so Ball," he shrugged in return before blinking and then going wide-eyed, "Wait, a girl like you watches anime as well?"

"A little," Momo replied, "I used to baby sit some close family friends kids and they were big into it, I just kind of picked it up as a hobby myself from watching it with them."

"Huh, that's pretty cool," Yarden smiled at her in approval, and a thought occurred to him then, "Don't suppose you've ever tried any cosplay?" his smile turned into a flirty grin.

Her cheeks flushed once more, but she didn't shy away and just giggled again, "I think I'll leave that up to your imagination."

"That's probably worse for you, my imagination can get a little wild." he teased.

"I think I'll live." Momo snorted lightly, eyes twinkling.

"Well, if you're up for it, how would you like to go out on a date with me sometime?" he shoot his shot, "There's a new Drag-So Ball movie out now isn't there? We could go see it together."

She gave him a surprised look at his sudden offer, before her eyes seemed to automatically take in his body entirely, before landing on his face, "…I don't see why not," Momo hummed, nodding, "It could be fun and we can get to know each other more. I'm sure we'll be spending quite a bit of time in the future together anyway since you are the right hand of my King's older sister now."

"Brilliant," the grin on his face spread to epic proportions, "So, what else are you interested in beyond anime? Got any hobbi-"

Before he could finish asking, the roof door swung open and a familiar tall, slim blonde haired older boy dressed in the male variant of the Kuoh Academy uniform walked out.

"There you are Momo, I've been looking all over for you!" Saji, a holder of one of the fragments of his good buddy Vritra called over to her, making his way over. He paused when he reached them and narrowed his eyes at Yarden, "And who are you? Why are you out of uniform? And ditching class on top of that? It's like you're begging for a detention and-"

'Can you do it now?' Yarden asked the black dragon king within him, tuning the older boy out.

'Childs play, just tough him and I'll extract it without anyone the wiser.' Vritra snorted.

That was all? Well, okay then.

"Calm down mate," Yarden clapped the older boy on the shoulder, and as soon as he made contact, he felt something rush through him and into his score, it made him shiver a bit, like a cold flash going down his spine, "I don't even go here at this school."

'Yessssss!' Vritra hissed gleefully, victoriously within his mind.

Withholding a smirk of Scottish victory himself, Yarden smiled at Momo, "I think I'll take off for now," he told her, "I'll be back around here tomorrow, so we can set up the specifics of our date then."

"D-date?!" Saji sputtered, and then his eyes widened as Yarden let his wings come free, "Wait, another devil!?"

"Okay, I'll see you then." Momo bid him goodbye with a small wave.

He tossed her one back, before with a powerful flap of his wings he ascended rapidly into the air, high above the school.

"So, how'd it go?" Yarden asked, crossing his arms and keeping himself afloat, eyes going down to the roof of the school and watching the two figures make their way back to the door on the roof and through it.

On one hand, he was pissed off that idiot Saji cock blocked him. But on the other hand, he presented himself practically boxed and wrapped right into their grasp.

'Perfectly, haha!' Vritra laughed gleefully, 'With this, I have greatly surpassed my past strength before Shiva killed me and God took the chance to split me and seal me.'

"Fucking brilliant!" Yarden cheered, pumping a fist into the air. Things were looking very up now!

In fact, with the deep blue sky around him filled with white clouds, things were looking very Scottish!

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Vritra (Before Reclaiming Fragment)
Magic: Super Devil/Elder God-Class-
Strength: Ultimate-Class++
Speed: Ultimate-Class++
Durability: Ultimate-Class++

Vritra (After Reclaiming Fragment)
Magic: Super Devil/Elder God-Class
Strength: Maou/God-Class-
Speed: Maou/God-Class-
Durability: Maou/God-Class