After spending time with my cutest goddess, I woke up and heard rustling sounds near me. What was my future maid up to now? I took a quick glance at my side. Grayfia stood before a dressing mirror, checking out her maid uniform in various poses. The dress clung to her body tightly, showing her shapely ass.

"It doesn't fit me after all."

Her dejected whisper almost made me buy a new maid dress for her. I will give her one after she accepts my proposal.

She undressed right before my eyes, leaving only her black bra and garter belt. Her flowing silver hair covered her back, revealing glimpses of her sexy back.

I might develop a back fetish at this rate… Rika is to blame for this!

She took out a black shirt and tights from her closet. I shifted my gaze to the ceiling and closed my eyes.

Let's not scare her now.

"Asahi, what do you want for breakfast?"

Did she know I was peeking?

"Don't try to fool me. I can sense your perversion from miles away."

Gloater. I ogled her yesterday but she sensed shit.

I yawned and sat up.

"Is Grayfia Lucifuge on the menu?"

She crossed her arms on her chest. The simple gesture emphasized her boobs ready to destroy her shirt.

"Fiiiine, get me anything you can cook. I get allergies if I don't eat homemade food in the morning."

"Wait here."

I stared at her back. What the? Did she just believe that nonsense?

I searched the door inside her room. As expected of a rich Ojou-sama, one of the doors led to a large bath. I glanced at her clothes and a bunch of panties hanging on the side. As expected of a naughty maid, her choice in mature colors was splendid.

Leaning back on the tub filled with cold water, I looked up at the shiny marble ceiling. A luxurious bath like this wouldn't be possible in the human world since the 14th century was far behind the modern curve.

A medieval world without magic is shit. Even Westeros, the world of Game of Thrones, was much better with Dragons and simple magic.

Today could be dangerous as we would be witnessing the fight between the dragons. Both of them could destroy the world on their own.

"Klyscha, show me my spell list."

(Here you go.)

The spells I most relied on. I have yet to learn the rest. I doubt even the Great Red Dragon Emperor could endure the fire that is compressed from infinite life. I had no desire to test it out though. It would be foolish to intrude on the Heavenly Dragons and get wiped out.

I scrolled down.

The last spell screamed of something a demon king would use to annihilate humanity. In actuality, it transformed the target into a handsome version of themselves, capable of charming even Divas. No thanks, I already have enough women at hand, no need to further complicate matters by charming the entire Underworld.

His Level 2 spell was what I used to almost overpower Grayfia. She was still more powerful than me, despite her main expertise being magic. Grayfia, right now, was an early Ultimate-class at best since she had no Evil Piece. They were yet to be developed.

I scrolled down to Baal's list.

I should learn the Level 4 spell Ayamur. It summoned a badass spear with the power of wind manipulation. Level 5 Ride Lightning improved physical ability and reflex. I remember the protagonist of Magika whatever abusing the magic all around the series.

The last one was Asmodeus-chan's Spells focused on torturing people. Only two spells focused on pure offense. One summoned a shark and the other summoned flames of hell that burned anyone the caster felt hatred for. A magic spell that was very situational.

After spending ten more minutes cleaning myself, I dressed up and returned to the bedroom, where Grayfia glared at me while holding a plate.

"Did you see them?"

I tilted my head, feigning ignorance. "What?"

She put the food on the bed and left the room. She was standing in only her underwear before me but now she got angry at me for seeing her undies.

Women are weird.

I shifted my attention to the steaming hot meat. It just melted in my mouth, exploding with a spicy, rich flavor. Grayfia returned and assessed my reaction with a smile. From her posture, it was safe to say she cooked it herself.

Oh boy, Saeko got another competitor, who was way better than Saya.

"Let's go. The Satans have already left to meet up with God and Azazel."

Azazel, a man of culture, who fell from Heaven for lusting after Gabriel. He was one of the characters I admired in this world.

"Why is Azazel participating?"

"A part of the Underworld still belongs to their Faction. There will be nothing left if he doesn't step up to stop the Heavenly Dragons."

"Okay."

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