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An expectant grin was on Seekvaira's face as she leaned forward. "You visited the Leviathan's office before she entered the hospital. Her records prove it.
Combine that with her graciously ceding one of her estates to you and the picture becomes clear.
You somehow helped her locate Ingvild Leviathan." There was no tremor in her voice, no trace of doubt in her features.
"Assuming your guess is correct, what does that mean for us at this moment?" I said, letting nothing show on my face.
Seekvaira sat back in her chair and said, "Obviously I have something you want and you have something you believe to be of equal or greater value to whatever it is you want from me.
If I am correct, you have a method of locating Sacred Gear users and wish to trade the location of one to me for your price."
At that, I actually chuckled. I couldn't help it. I'd come here expecting another pampered princess like Rias.
What I got was a cunning young woman who could probably give Sherlock Holmes a run for his money.
"I must admit, Seekvaira, you have managed to thoroughly impress me. I never would have dreamed someone would piece that much together.
Allow me to get right down to it. Yes. I have located a Sacred Gear user I wish to trade to you."
Seekvaira's features turned a bizarre mixture of expectant and curious. "May I ask what it is you want from me?"
Holding Seekvaira's gaze, I said, "I want both your mutation rook and mutation bishop."
My statement caused the atmosphere to grow so thick with tension you could swim through it.
Alivian had been still when not preparing mine or Seekvaira's refreshments, but now that stillness took on a different quality.
His gaze was locked on me and he seemed to loom, his presence pressing down on me.
For her part, Seekvaira's expectant smile had vanished. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her eyes were narrowed. Sitting stock still, her own presence pressing down on me, Seekvaira said,
"You overstep, Riser. The loss of your mutation piece has clearly left you desperate. I am unable to think of any Sacred Gear I would trade both of my mutation pieces for."
Lazily picking up my teacup, I made an exaggeratedly slow show of taking a sip of tea, showing them I wasn't intimidated by their intense looks.
Putting the cup back down, I once more looked Seekvaira in the eye and said, "I'm offering to gift-wrap you the Boosted Gear. The Red Dragon Emperor."
Seekvaira's eyes widened, but she quickly schooled her features. Her slip was enough for me to see she was interested.
"How do I know you can actually deliver what you offer?" she asked, trying to regain her footing.
"You would not have agreed to meet with me if you did not believe I could deliver. Need I recite your investigation into Serafall Leviathan's newest bishop?"
Seekvaira was silent for several breaths before speaking; I could see the gears in her head turn behind her eyes.
"I understand your reasons for giving Ingvild to the Leviathan. It gave you a powerful friend, restored your nobility and protected you from any advantageous lords looking to take advantage of you after your banishment, but I do not see the logic in giving me one of the most powerful Longinus in the world.
What do you have to gain from my mutation pieces?"
I took a bite of my toast, chewed and swallowed before saying, "That is my business. The question is whether or not you would be willing to make the trade?"
Seekvaira's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly. A long sigh escaped her lips as she said, "I cannot accept these terms.
The Red Dragon Emperor would require a queen piece to reincarnate. I will not trade Alivian, nor am I fond of using all of my pawns for a single individual.
Because of this, I am left to choose between my mutation pieces. The rook would suit a dragon more than the bishop, so I must retain my mutation rook to reincarnate the Boosted Gear holder. What can I offer you in place of my rook?"
While I didn't show anything externally, internally, I was grinning like a lunatic. I only needed the bishop, and she was practically throwing it at me.
That said, the Boosted Gear was worth more than a single mutation piece, and I was going to squeeze everything out of this deal that I could.
I let a long time pass in silence, feigning deep thought. I'd already considered what I would ask for if negotiations went favorably.
"My new home lacks a proper library." I said when I'd felt the silence had stretched enough.
"The Leviathan kept it stocked with mostly fiction. Clarissa has trouble with her research because she does not have access to arcane texts.
As my first addition, I ask for copies of every tome in the Agares library that does not hold family secrets.
I understand there are likely some books in your collection that cannot be given to an outsider, but I want copies of all others."
Seekvaira did not react one way or another to my request, she merely picked up her teacup and said, "That is your first demand. What is your second?"
"I want Harpe."
There was a shattering sound as Sekvaira's teacup disintegrated in her hand. Ignoring the brown liquid staining her hand, she looked at me with hard eyes and said,
"I must have misheard you, Riser. I believe you just asked for a blade forged by the Titans that was used to slay the most powerful gorgon in history."
When Yubelluna had done her initial research into the Agares family, she'd found a lot.
The Agares family was the second pillar, and their treasure trove was that of the second most powerful devil family in existence.
They had all sorts of things, but Harpe stuck out to me because of its recognition power. I didn't intend to use it – the blade was shaped nothing like the swords I was used to – but I would be able to trade it for something else somewhere down the line.
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