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In the middle of the night, inside a luxurious villa somewhere in New York City.
"Argh, he's late." Rias muttered with an irritated look, sitting in her room. It was well past midnight, and Peter still hadn't arrived. She wasn't alone in the room; her personal maid, Rose, stood nearby, watching her with an amused expression.
'It's my first time seeing my lady like this.' Rose thought, a small smile playing on her lips as she observed Rias, who was eagerly waiting for Peter, 'Looks like that man is bound to bring changes with him.' Just as she finished the thought, she suddenly sensed an aura—and so did Rias.
"He's here!" Rias exclaimed, standing up in excitement, "Rose, bring him to my room." She commanded, hurrying to sit in front of the mirror. She scrutinized her reflection, making sure she looked perfect.
"Yes, my lady." Rose replied with a respectful nod before leaving the room.
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"Wow! This is huge!" Peter exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement as he stood before the grand villa. The massive iron gate loomed in front of him, and the sheer scale of the property left him in awe.
Creak!
As if sensing his presence, the iron gate slowly opened, allowing Peter to step inside. His eyes darted around, taking in the sprawling grounds, the elegant fountains, and the meticulously maintained gardens. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before. Even in his previous lives, the wealthiest individuals he had encountered never owned anything remotely close to this level of luxury.
After walking for a while, Peter reached the main entrance of the villa, where another gate stood. Just like before, it opened automatically, revealing a maid waiting inside.
"Welcome, Master Peter." Rose greeted him with a deep bow. She addressed him as "Master Peter" out of respect, knowing that he would likely hold a significant position in the future. While it was still speculation on her part, she felt it was only proper to show him the respect befitting someone chosen by her lady. Moreover, Peter was someone she personally respected.
"Ah, hello." Peter replied, slightly taken aback by the formal greeting. As he stepped inside, he couldn't help but notice something unusual about Rose. Just like Rias, he couldn't sense her presence at all. It was as if she wasn't even there—a realization that sent a shiver down his spine.
But Peter wasn't scared; he was intrigued. He had initially thought he was in the Marvel universe, but Rias's appearance had thrown that assumption into question. It seemed this world was far larger and stranger than he had imagined.
"I am Rose, Lady Rias's personal maid." She introduced herself, standing straight and composed, "Please follow me. I will take you to Lady Rias's private chambers." With that, she turned and began walking, Peter trailing behind her. As they moved through the villa, Peter couldn't help but notice the other maids working quietly in the background.
The maids cast curious glances in his direction, but none of them showed any hostility. Despite being human, Peter was someone their master had chosen, and questioning her decision would be tantamount to inviting death.
'Every single one of these maids is powerful.' Peter thought as he observed them. Unlike Rias and Rose, he could sense their presence, which indicated they were weaker in comparison. Still, he felt confident that he could hold his own in a fight against any of them.
After a short walk, Rose and Peter arrived at a grand door. Like the others, it opened automatically, revealing the room inside.
"Welcome, Peter~" Rias greeted him, her voice smooth and inviting. She sat elegantly on a chair by a table, her posture radiating dignity. She had chosen a bright red sundress that perfectly complemented her blood-red hair and eyes, making her look like a noble lady straight out of a fantasy novel.
Rias wanted to make a strong impression on Peter, so she restrained herself from jumping up and hugging him. Believe it or not, it was incredibly difficult for her to hold back.
"Well, don't you look like a noble lady from a fantasy world." Peter remarked, his tone light and teasing as he took in her appearance.
"Thank you for the compliment~" Rias replied with a pleased smile, gesturing for him to sit, "Please, make yourself comfortable."
Peter took a seat, and for a moment, Rias simply stared at him, her gaze intense. Peter found it amusing, while Rose let out a quiet sigh. Her lady had clearly forgotten that she had called Peter here to discuss something important.
"So, are you just going to stare at me, or are you going to say something?" Peter teased, leaning back in his chair and relaxing.
"Ah, hahahaha! Sorry about that." Rias said, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She quickly composed herself and continued, "Alright, ask me whatever you want to know." Rose stood silently behind her, maintaining her respectful posture.
"Okay, then let me start with my first question." Peter said, locking eyes with Rias, "Who are you?"
"I am Rias Grimore, the eldest daughter of the strongest vampire count, Scathach Grimore!" Rias declared, her voice filled with pride.
Peter's eyes widened in shock, "What? You're a vampire? A literal vampire?" He asked, his surprise evident.
"Yes, I am what humans call a blood-sucking monster. So are you afraid of me now?" Rias replied, her tone slightly defensive. She studied Peter's reaction, wondering if he would now see her as a monster. After all, vampires were often portrayed as evil beings in human folklore.
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Peter responded, his expression one of genuine confusion, "If anything, I think vampires are fascinating creatures... well, aside from their weakness to sunlight." As soon as he said this, a thought struck him, "Wait, you can walk in the sun! How is that possible?"