The next day, early morning.
At the main gate of Kuoh Academy.
Abel stood at the gate, with Grayfia, Elsa, and Tiamat behind him.
The other peerage members and Rias had gone ahead.
Yesterday, they had discussed with Sirzechs and Serafall, so the meeting location was basically set at Kuoh Academy.
A negotiation dimension was opened up within Kuoh Academy.
"Master, the tripartite talks are about to begin."
"Hm, I know. Let's go."
Abel led the three towards the academy.
As soon as they stepped through the gate.
The few of them arrived in the dimension.
The red sky set off a unique atmosphere.
In the sky.
Angels, Fallen Angels, and Devils formed a tripartite force, flying in the air, constantly vigilant of their surroundings.
Abel glanced at them and then arrived outside the meeting room.
Pushing the door open.
The interior of the meeting room was massive and well-decorated, but the large room only contained a large round table and a few chairs.
The four members from the three factions were already seated.
Rias and Sona, along with their peerage members, stood behind Sirzechs; of course, his own peerage was also present.
Behind Michael stood a beautiful young girl in a white dress.
As for Azazel, Vali stood behind him with one hand on his hip.
He nodded to Abel, then closed his eyes to rest.
Abel scanned the room: Sirzechs, Serafall, Michael whom he had met yesterday, and Azazel, the biggest arms dealer in the Devil High School.
"You're here, Abel," Sirzechs said with a smile, greeting Abel.
Abel nodded to Sirzechs and sat down in the empty seat.
After all, his identity this time was not a Devil.
But the Godslayer, King of the Earth.
Seeing Abel sit down, his peerage members moved to stand behind him.
"Allow me to introduce you, this is the King of the Earth, Demon King Abel."
"Hahaha, nice to meet you, Sixth King."
"Greetings, Your Excellency."
Michael and Azazel greeted Abel, and Abel returned their greetings.
After a brief introduction.
Sirzechs spoke.
"In the Kokabiel incident a few days ago, they defeated Kokabiel on their own."
"They also exposed part of a conspiracy."
Everyone knew what he was referring to. Michael smiled gratefully, "Thank you all for your hard work. I thank you again."
Azazel, leaning his head on one hand, said with a cynical smile, "My subordinate caused you trouble, I apologize, but that guy was also killed by you, so how about we just let bygones be bygones?"
Abel crossed his arms, a playful smile on his lips. "It's not that simple to just let bygones be bygones, Azazel."
"Kokabiel colluded with King Earl Voban, attempting to kill me, and then I counter-killed him. During that time, he caused a lot of trouble for me, my peerage, and my loved ones. So, Your Excellency Azazel, isn't it a bit inappropriate to just let bygones be bygones?"
Listening to Abel's words, Azazel's mouth twitched. It seemed he would have to pay a hefty price.
"Tell me, what compensation do you need?"
"I heard Azazel's achievements in artificial Sacred Gear are quite good. In that case, how about a few dozen artificial Sacred Gear?"
Azazel's mouth twitched. A few dozen artificial Sacred Gear? He really said it. This was an outrageous demand.
Looking at Abel, who had a smile on his lips.
At this moment, he wanted to revive Kokabiel and kill him repeatedly.
Of course, that wouldn't completely vent his anger.
After all, his family fortune might be emptied.
"Your Excellency Abel, a few dozen is a bit too many, and items related to Sacred Gear are very precious, not like cabbages that can be taken out casually."
Seeing Azazel's pained expression, Abel chuckled softly.
"Your Excellency Azazel, the trouble Kokabiel caused me is not just this little bit. Because of King Earl Voban's matter, the other Kings' attitudes towards me are more or less a little distant."
"So, this compensation is not much."
Abel looked at Azazel with firm eyes.
Azazel frowned, secretly lamenting.
What kind of situation was this?
After a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth and said, "Five at most, no more."
Abel shook his head, "Too few, fifteen. This is already my bottom line."
At this moment, the two fell into a stalemate.
Azazel looked at Abel, thinking, *Once I retire, I'll definitely make things difficult for you!*
Just as the stalemate solidified, Sirzechs spoke with a smile.
"Azazel, ultimately, it's your failure to manage your subordinates, so just pay up to avoid further trouble."
Hearing this, Azazel's smile immediately collapsed.
*Damn it, Sirzechs, you thick-browed, big-eyed fellow!*
"How about a compromise, ten artificial Sacred Gear?"
Azazel tentatively suggested, though Abel's offer was a little less than his expectation, he could still add a bargaining chip.
"Ten is fine, but Azazel, how about I also want your research technology for artificial Sacred Gear?"
Azazel's heart was bleeding at this moment.
*Damn it.*
He still had to cough up the money.
However, as for research technology, he could give it.
He also hoped to have someone who could discuss Sacred Gear knowledge with him.
After thinking for a while.
Azazel nodded.
"Alright, ten it is. For your sake, Your Excellency Abel, consider the research notes on artificial Sacred Gear my gift to you."
"Then I thank you, Your Excellency Azazel."
Abel was also very satisfied with this.
Of course, Azazel didn't lose out either; building a good relationship with a Godslayer was also beneficial.
Seeing that the two's private grievances had been resolved.
Then it was time for the actual meeting.
Sirzechs spoke formally.
"Since the private grievances have been settled, let's begin discussing the main topic.
Peace.
This is the main purpose of today's tripartite meeting.
I hope to end the endless tripartite battles that have continued since ancient times. Endless fighting is meaningless, and war brings no benefits.
Therefore, I hope that our three factions sign a peace agreement, with the Godslayer Abel as the witness and arbiter.
He will witness the peaceful and friendly development of the three factions, and if any party violates the regulations, he will have the right to make an independent judgment and execute them on the spot."
"Does anyone have any objections?"
After Sirzechs finished speaking, he looked at everyone present.
Azazel shrugged and said casually, "I have no objections. I don't like war. I prefer tinkering with artificial Sacred Gear rather than fighting."
Michael also nodded, "It would be wonderful if we could achieve peace."
The three factions stopping war and establishing friendly relations.
Promoting peaceful development, these were all things that the few present desired, especially Michael.
Devils had Devil Pieces, and Fallen Angels could corrupt Angels, but after God's death, there were no new Angels.
So the number of Angels would only decrease.
Abel also nodded. Being a witness and arbiter was fine for him.
And he was quite fond of "peace," you see.
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