The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 3: Fallen, fallen, little Fallen

"Your familiar?" Sona raised her brow, turning her head towards her girlfriend surprised.

"Ah, yes, I didn't yet tell you about it."

"Rias, what's going on?" now, the Sitri heir was deadly serious, basically glaring a hole on the Princess of Destruction.

"Huh! Let me show something more." offered Rias slightly tired, and the Sitri side accepted the proposition, nodded towards the crimson heiress to continue.

'Snap!' by snapping her finger, a bat appeared from a magic circle which took the shape of the seal of house Gremory.

Both the magical symbol and the appeared creature colored the same way as the hair of the young heiress. Crimson, like the blood coursed through their veins.

"It is your familiar?" Sona inquired confused. It was not the first time she saw her friend's familiar. What actually confused her was the reason why Rias is showing her this.

"Yes."

"What of it?"

"Didn't you recognize something on her? Something, out of the picture?" looking at the bat-like creature, the small being landed, spreading her wings wide.

"Hmm..." and inspecting the little creature better, Sona indeed saw an ugly scar running through one of her wings, almost like something cut off one of the wings of the bat, then later it was reattached, healed by devil magic, yet, the scar strangely remained.

"Is she injured, I don't understand..."

"I sent her to follow that girl." Rias grimaced saying that name. "And when she lost sight of this Gillian, poof!" Rias' eyes twitched, her devilish aura flaring up for a moment.

"The last thing my dear felt was the searing pain as one of her wings almost torn off by something, then feeling as she is falling towards the ground! Of course, I monitored her progress closely. Yet, when I arrived in the scene, there was no trace of that Gillian girl! She disappeared! Like the air out of the bag!"

"Ri-Rias-sama..." the small creature shuttered slightly afraid, and everyone around — except the two from the Sitri house — made a step backward as more and more a dark crimson aura started to gather around the Princess of Ruin.

"Rias! I understand your concern, but that's enough!" only when Sona raised her voice, with crossed arms over her small chest, the crimson girl stopped radiating her power. "You are the heiress of House Gremory, act like that."

"Tch!" and under a moment, her dark aura of destruction disappeared. "Please forgive me. I just can't stand when someone hurts my family."

"Your concern is understandable. After all, it was your familiar above all. But we can't judge without steady evidence. Even if this Gillian was near the crime scene when it happened, and every other thing point that way — she, or her brother behind all of this — for now, they are only suspects. The most likely culprit behind the happenings. However, not yet criminals, but "suspects." Remember, we can't judge without evidence. That's not how we operate."

Rias still gritted her teeth, remembering the first day when she saw that strange girl. When she raised her finger — forming a gun — in her direction. Remembering it, she can't help but shiver!

"We need to keep ourselves to our methods, Rias, and investigate everything thoroughly. How would that look if we accuse innocents because they were in the wrong place in the wrong time? Or, are you saying we should return the methods of the Old Satan faction? Those barbarians? Accuse innocents torture them until they confess false charges then imprison and execute them?"

Kiba nodded small towards Sona, smiling gently, yet, the girl simply ignored him, even turning her head slightly away.

"Of course not!" Rias almost scowled. "But it was my familiar who got hurt. Being there is no other sensible explanation, I am forced to assume she was the one. Both for our, and the security of others. What if next time something happens with one of us? Or you want to the Maous get notified about this? How would that look if they need to appear here personally to take care of such a pitiful case?"