Alear stepped out of the bath with his body still slightly relaxed from the warmth of the water. His hair, still somewhat damp, fell naturally over his forehead as he adjusted the clothes he had just put on. He wore a pair of black tailored trousers, perfectly fitted to his frame, combined with a refined white shirt whose subtly open collar and slightly longer sleeves conveyed a natural elegance without appearing overly formal.
A small smile appeared on his lips as he realized that, without noticing it, he had ended up developing a taste quite similar to that of a certain King of Heroes. After all, this type of clothing was something he had seen frequently in his previous life, and now he fully understood the reason for its appeal. Besides naturally conveying elegance and authority, it was also surprisingly comfortable, making it a combination that was difficult not to appreciate.
But setting that aside, a thoughtful glimmer appeared in his eyes as he calmly walked through the main bedroom of the Häagenti mansion.
The room was quiet, illuminated only by the soft light streaming through the large windows. He crossed the chamber without haste before sitting down on the edge of the spacious bed. Then he ran a hand through his still-wet hair, brushing part of it away from his face as he organized his thoughts.
His expression remained calm, but clearly reflective.
After they had returned from the dimension created by his Longinus, the girls had been allowed to rest for the remainder of the day. After all, the Master-Servant Contract ritual would take place that very night, so there was no reason to continue demanding more from them after nearly two weeks of intense training.
By all appearances, they had truly taken advantage of the opportunity.
He had asked the maids about the whereabouts of the three girls after returning to the mansion later than they had. According to the reports he received, as soon as they arrived, Mio, Maria, and Ravel had gone straight to the baths, likely trying to relieve the accumulated exhaustion of the past several days. After that, each of them had retired to her own room to finally relax without having to worry about training, combat, studies, or any other immediate responsibilities.
Considering how hard they had worked inside the [World Where I Can Personify God], he could not say that this was unexpected. In fact, it was probably what any normal person would do after spending so much time subjected to such an exhausting routine.
The three of them deserved that rest.
Meanwhile, he had to deal with an unexpected visit from his other fiancée, Serafall. As always, she arrived full of energy, claiming that she had come merely because she "missed him," maintaining her extroverted, affectionate, and completely unpredictable demeanor. For a while, the two chatted and exchanged playful banter while she monopolized his attention in her usual fashion. However, behind the teasing, Serafall also brought an important warning. According to her, the news that he had recruited Mio, Wilbert's daughter, had already spread throughout the Underworld and reached the ears of practically the entire demonic upper echelon.
He, however, showed little concern over the information. He simply listened calmly before responding that he would act more cautiously from now on. After all, he had already expected something like this to happen sooner or later. Mio's identity was far too sensitive to remain secret for long.
After finishing his conversation with Serafall, he headed to Agreas.
There, he spent some pleasant time with his other fiancée, Seekvaira, who would begin living with him at the start of the following week. The two discussed various topics, ranging from politics to more personal matters, taking advantage of a rare moment of tranquility. Later, he held a more serious meeting with Lord Agares to discuss economic and territorial matters related to the former domains of the Gäap family.
In the end, the meeting was extremely productive.
He managed to secure a highly advantageous agreement involving the mineral-rich territories that had once belonged to the Gäap family. The administration and exploitation of the mines would be entrusted to the Agares family, who possessed the infrastructure and workforce necessary to extract the resources efficiently. In exchange, he would receive eighty percent of all profits generated from the sale of the minerals, while the Agares family would retain the remaining twenty percent as compensation for operational costs and administration.
For him, it was an excellent arrangement.
After all, personally managing those territories would require time, resources, and attention that he simply did not possess at the moment. Furthermore, he sincerely doubted that Venelana would be able to present a better proposal during the meeting scheduled with the Gremory family in three days...
In truth, he could already predict with relative clarity how that meeting would end.
Most likely, it would not be Venelana who handled the main negotiations, but Sirzechs Lucifer himself alongside his wife. Considering the strategic importance of the former Gäap territories to the Gremory family, and the fact that without them the family would be driven into complete financial collapse, it was almost inevitable that they would attempt to use their political influence and authority as Satan to obtain more favorable terms during the negotiations.
And precisely because he anticipated this, he made sure to secure a solid agreement with the Agares family before any other proposal could arise. As for the Gremory family? Well, he had a few plans in mind for them...
Of course, the meeting was not solely intended to establish a more favorable economic agreement with the Agares family. During the discussion, he also took the opportunity to talk about the progress of the plan being prepared to expose the true mastermind behind the attack that had occurred during his first visit to the Agares family...
They had already gathered some evidence regarding the suspicious movements of the Bael family under Zekram's leadership, but it was still insufficient for public use. That old man was far too treacherous to leave easily traceable evidence behind, and for decades he had survived precisely because he knew how to manipulate events from the shadows without directly exposing his own involvement. Fortunately, Alear was far more intelligent when it came to planning, and circumstances seemed to be playing in his favor...
In just two weeks, an official Underworld Council meeting would take place, an event that would gather many of the most influential figures in demonic society. Satans, faction leaders, heads of noble families, and numerous other authorities would all be present in the same location.
At that thought, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
If everything proceeded according to plan, that meeting would not simply be another bureaucratic gathering of nobles and demonic leaders discussing politics and territorial interests.
It would be the moment when someone was dragged into the light before the entirety of the Underworld.
And honestly...
He was quite curious to see Zekram's expression when he realized that he had been exposed simply because he had not been intelligent enough to recognize a basic trap...
But setting that aside, the real reason he was so deep in thought at that moment was something entirely different. During one of the rare periods of peace he had enjoyed throughout the day, he had finally found time to use his [Fate Gacha]. The result had been quite a surprise, as he had obtained a new Personal Skill: none other than [Divinity].
At that thought, his eyes gleamed faintly.
Normally, [Divinity] was a skill that measured an individual's aptitude for and proximity to the concept of a Divine Spirit. In other words, it represented how far a person had moved away from ordinary humanity and how close they were to becoming a divine existence. At high levels, the possessor of this skill could be considered a true demigod, an existence standing between humanity and divinity. As far as he remembered, Rank B was practically the highest level a Servant could attain without possessing a direct connection to a higher deity or occupying a seat upon the Throne of Gods. Beyond that point, one's existence generally began approaching the domain of the Divine Spirits themselves.
And now...
He possessed it.
Naturally, it was not complete divinity. He was still far from that. It was merely a spark, a small fragment of divine nature that had come to exist within him.
But that was precisely what made him so excited.
Because this [Divinity] had been modified by the [Fate Gacha] to fit the laws of this world. More importantly, it possessed the potential to grow and eventually become true divinity in the future. Although the method of reaching that stage remained completely unknown to him, the mere existence of that possibility was already extraordinary. After all, a divine spark might be small, but it was still the first step on the path toward becoming a God...
Well, that was something for the future.
Alear pushed those thoughts aside and let out a small sigh. His gaze briefly swept across the room before he calmly rose from the bed.
He walked over to the door and opened it.
Outside, one of the mansion's maids stood waiting in the corridor in case she was needed.
Alear observed her for a moment before speaking calmly:
"Call Mio, Maria, and Ravel for me. Tell them I'm waiting for the three of them in my room..."
The maid immediately bowed respectfully.
"As you wish, Alear-sama. I shall inform them immediately."
Without showing the slightest surprise or curiosity regarding the request, she departed down the corridor with quick and silent steps.
Alear watched her leave for a few seconds before closing the door once more.
The room fell silent again.
It did not take long for them to arrive. Only a few minutes later, the bedroom door opened and the three girls entered.
All of them were wearing sleepwear that had clearly been chosen with care for that "occasion."
Mio wore a dark crimson silk nightgown supported by delicate straps. The light fabric gently followed the curves of her body, while the generous neckline accentuated her ample chest. The short hem barely extended past mid-thigh, leaving her long legs completely exposed. Her face was slightly flushed, and despite her attempt to maintain a firm expression, her pink eyes betrayed the nervousness she felt.
Ravel had chosen a white nightgown adorned with golden details and subtle lace. The design conveyed elegance while possessing a provocative charm that was difficult to ignore. Some sections of the fabric were thinner and more delicate, discreetly emphasizing her silhouette. The short length highlighted her shapely legs, while her hands remained clasped in front of her body. Her reddened cheeks made it obvious how anxious she was.
Maria, as expected, had been the boldest of the three. Her black nightgown featured an extremely provocative cut, with a deep neckline and details that left a great deal of her skin exposed. The thin, nearly transparent fabric only reinforced the seductive impression she naturally gave off. Even so, behind her usual mischievous smile, a certain nervousness could still be detected.
Naturally, she was the first to speak.
"My, my~ Alear-sama calling us to his room at night while we're dressed like this... Could it be that our Master has ulterior motives?"
Despite her teasing tone, a slight tremor could be heard in her voice. Even the succubus was nervous.
Mio shot Maria a sharp glance but did not respond immediately. She merely crossed her arms in an attempt to conceal her own blush.
Ravel remained silent, lightly biting her lower lip while avoiding direct eye contact with Alear.
Ignoring Maria's provocation, Alear observed the three of them in silence for several moments. His gaze swept over each of them calmly, analyzing their expressions and clearly noticing the mixture of anticipation, nervousness, and determination they were trying to conceal. A faint smile appeared on his lips before he finally broke the silence.
"I think it's time for us to begin the ritual..." he said calmly. Then his expression softened slightly. "But before that, there's still time for you to refuse."
The three girls blinked, surprised by the sudden seriousness in his voice.
"I'm not going to force any of you to do something you don't want to do," he continued calmly, keeping his gaze firmly on them. "Especially since I imagine Maria has already explained every detail of what's about to happen next..."
His eyes briefly shifted toward the succubus.
"Right?"
Maria immediately straightened her posture and nodded.
"I explained everything properly, Alear-sama. I didn't hide anything, so don't worry~"
Alear simply nodded before looking back at the three of them.
"Good. Then let's begin..."
Maria puffed out her cheeks dramatically but obeyed at once.
"How impatient, Alear-sama... Alright, alright~"
She walked to the center of the room and raised one hand. Immediately, a complex magic circle began to form on the floor, line after line appearing amidst a gentle glow. As she added the final details to the ritual circle, Maria explained casually:
"Normally, if we were in the human world, this ritual would need to be performed during a full moon to achieve maximum efficiency. But since we're in the Underworld, we don't have that limitation. The ambient energy here is already sufficient to replace that condition."
A few moments later, she completed the final symbol and quickly inspected the result to ensure everything was correct.
Satisfied, she turned toward Alear and smiled.
"It's ready. We can begin."
Alear nodded and walked to the center of the magic circle, positioning himself at its focal point.
The three girls followed shortly afterward, standing before him.
By then, Mio and Ravel appeared even more nervous than before. The closeness of the moment made it impossible to ignore the significance of what they were about to do. Maria continued smiling as always, but even she could not completely conceal the anticipation visible in her eyes.
Then the ritual began.
Maria fully activated the magic circle.
At the same instant, a soft pink light enveloped all four of them, filling the room with an atmosphere that was almost solemn. The lines of the circle glowed brightly, and demonic energy began to flow through the formation.
Little by little, a complex magical crest began to form on the back of Alear's right hand, appearing slowly as though it were being engraved directly onto his soul...
The ceremony required to establish a [Master-Servant Contract] demanded that both Master and Servant remain inside a magic circle specifically prepared for the ritual. Once activated, the magic gradually caused a magical crest to appear on the back of the Master's hand, symbolizing the imminent formation of the bond.
Once the symbol had fully formed, the Servant would perform what was known as the "Kiss of Devotion," kissing the crest on the Master's hand. This act served as the ceremony's final catalyst. At that very moment, a corresponding symbol would appear around the Servant's neck in the form of a collar, completing the magical connection between them and officially establishing the Master-Servant Contract.
There were different levels within the Master-Servant Contract, and the degree of compatibility, trust, and depth of the bond between the two parties was represented by the color of the magical collar that appeared around the Servant's neck.
Blue represented the most basic stage of the contract. At that level, the bond had already been established, but the Servant's trust in the Master remained limited, reflecting a relatively superficial connection.
The second stage was represented by blue-violet, indicating that the relationship between Master and Servant had strengthened. The Servant's trust gradually increased, allowing the magical bond to become more stable and efficient.
Above that stood the red-violet stage, considered the second-highest level of the contract. At this point, the connection between the two parties had already become extremely deep, supported by a high degree of trust, loyalty, and mutual understanding.
Finally, there was the highest level: Crimson Red. This was the most advanced form a Master-Servant collar could attain, representing the absolute pinnacle of the bond between the two parties. Such a level could only be achieved when Master and Servant established the Master-Servant Oath, elevating the contract far beyond a simple magical connection and transforming it into an almost inseparable bond.
As soon as Maria finished fully activating the magic circle, she smiled mischievously, though unmistakable anticipation could be seen in her violet eyes.
"Well then... who's going first?" she asked, shifting her gaze between Mio and Ravel. "Let's not keep our dear Master waiting all night, shall we?"
Before Mio could answer or complain, Ravel stepped forward.
"I'll go first..." she declared.
Her voice was steady, but the slight tremor at the end of the sentence betrayed the nervousness she was trying to hide.
Mio glanced at her, clearly somewhat displeased at being beaten to it, but she said nothing. She simply crossed her arms and turned her face away, watching the situation in silence.
Ravel took a deep breath and walked until she stood before Alear.
For a brief moment, her blue eyes met his. Her heart raced, but she did not retreat. Gently, she took his right hand between both of hers and slowly raised it to the level of her lips. Then she leaned forward, and her soft lips touched the symbol.
The Kiss of Devotion.
The instant contact was established, the magic circle erupted in violet and pink light.
A wave of power surged through both Alear's and Ravel's bodies simultaneously.
Then it happened.
Around Ravel's neck, a magical collar slowly began to materialize. It appeared to be formed from pure condensed energy, delicate and elegant, encircling her neck harmoniously. At its center, just below her throat, a small golden heart emerged, exquisitely crafted and glowing softly against her pale skin. The collar's color quickly stabilized, revealing itself to be a deep red-violet.
Maria's eyes widened slightly.
"Whoa... red-violet right from the start?"
Ravel touched her neck with trembling fingers, her blue eyes wide with emotion. A small, happy smile appeared on her lips.
Mio let out a quiet snort when she saw the color of the collar that had appeared around Ravel's neck.
It had surprised her for a moment, but she quickly crossed her arms and looked away, trying to maintain her composure.
"Hmph..."
Deep down, however, she could not stop a small spark of competitiveness from surfacing.
Maria had explained the matter of the colors, and she knew that red-violet was undoubtedly an impressive result for a newly formed contract, but she refused to remain impressed for long...
That was nothing.
She could achieve that color as well.
In fact, she was completely confident that she could.
After everything she had experienced alongside Alear over the past several days, all the training, conversations, and moments they had shared, Mio simply did not believe that her own connection with him was inferior to anyone else's.
So instead of feeling intimidated, she merely lifted her chin slightly.
A silent flame of determination appeared in her pink eyes.
"Just wait and see...,"
If that was the color Ravel had achieved, then she would achieve it too.
On the other hand, Alear observed the result with clear satisfaction. Red-violet... it was an excellent beginning. Considering that such a level of bond normally required considerable trust and emotional connection, the result already said a great deal about the relationship he had built with Ravel during the past few weeks inside the world created by his Longinus.
Mio, meanwhile, did not wait long to act. As soon as Ravel stepped back, she immediately moved forward, almost as though she feared missing her opportunity. Her pink eyes were filled with determination. Without saying a single word, she took Alear's right hand. For a brief moment, her fingers hesitated. Then, taking a deep breath, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against the magical symbol on the back of his hand.
The Kiss of Devotion was completed.
The magic circle shone once again, sending waves of energy throughout the room.
In the next instant, a new collar began to appear around Mio's neck. Like Ravel's, it possessed an elegant and delicate appearance, formed from condensed magical energy. The small heart at its front glowed softly before the color finally stabilized into a deep red-violet that was practically identical to Ravel's.
"Waaa, Mio-sama, you also got red-violet right from the start! Amazing! I didn't expect you to trust Alear-sama that much!"
Mio raised a hand to her neck. For a moment, her eyes widened. Then a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She quickly tried to hide her reaction as she responded to the little succubus, turning her face away while crossing her arms.
"Hmph, naturally! Alear and I are very close..."
But the proud gleam in her eyes said everything.
Maria immediately placed her hands on her hips.
"Well, well Looks like someone's happy about tying with Ravel"
"Shut up."
"But you're smiling."
"I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"Maria."
"Yes, Mio-sama?"
"Do you want another head-rubbing?"
Maria immediately closed her mouth.
"...No."
Alear simply watched the scene in silence, clearly amused.
Finally, only one person remained.
Maria stepped forward with her usual teasing smile spread across her face. Even so, behind that confident expression, it was possible to perceive anxiety similar to what the others had displayed.
"My turn~" she sang.
Stopping before Alear, the succubus gently took his hand. Unlike the others, she was in no hurry.
For several seconds, she simply observed the magical symbol glowing on the back of his hand. Then she slowly leaned forward. Her lips touched the symbol, and the magic circle shone for the third time.
A wave of energy swept through the room as the contract was established.
Shortly afterward, a new collar began to appear around Maria's neck.
The design was identical to the previous ones: thin, elegant, and adorned with a small heart at the front. The color, however, stabilized at exactly the same shade as the other two: red-violet.
Maria blinked several times before touching her own neck.
"And with that, we can move on to the next step~"
Mio's pink eyes widened slightly when she realized that Maria had also received exactly the same color as both her and Ravel. Genuine surprise crossed her face, but she said nothing. She merely tightened her crossed arms against her chest, trying to disguise the slight competitive irritation she felt.
Then, suddenly...
"Ahn...!"
A low, involuntary moan escaped Mio's lips.
Almost at the same time, Ravel released a trembling sigh.
"Haa...! Wh-what is this...?"
The two girls felt an intense, sweet heat suddenly and overwhelmingly invade their bodies. It was as though they had consumed an extremely potent aphrodisiac, a liquid fire spreading through their veins, making their skin hypersensitive, accelerating their heartbeats uncontrollably, and concentrating a deep, pulsing desire within their lower abdomens. Their bodies rapidly grew hotter, their thighs pressing together on pure instinct as a warm moisture began to form between their legs. The sensation was maddening, intense enough to make any woman lose her reason within minutes...
Even Maria, who had planned all of this, was not completely unaffected. Her cheeks became deeply flushed as she discreetly rubbed one thigh against the other, trying to alleviate the wave of desire that had struck her as well.
In addition to the ability to reveal one another's location and increase the power of both Master and Servant as the Servant's loyalty grew, the Master-Servant Contract also possessed a curse. This curse would activate whenever a Servant betrayed their Master or carried guilt over something they had done, something that could be identified by the various colors displayed by the collar around their neck.
However, the exact nature of that curse varied depending on the type of magic used during its creation.
In Maria's case, she had used her own succubus nature as the foundation for the ritual.
The result was a curse that produced a powerful magical aphrodisiac, whose effects intensified the more a Servant resisted their Master. In extreme situations, it could lead to unconsciousness and even cause brain damage.
Well...
She had activated that curse on purpose.
As the ritual's primary caster, Maria possessed complete control over many of the secondary details of the spell and had adjusted everything exactly as she desired.
Mio and Ravel had already been prepared for this days earlier. Maria had repeatedly explained that it was part of the process and that it was a "normal and necessary" stage for strengthening the bond between Master and Servant.
Although both had agreed at the time, now that they were experiencing the effects firsthand, they realized that reality was far more intense than anything Maria had previously described.
Alear raised an eyebrow slightly, casting Maria a suspicious glance. In silence, he had already realized that the succubus had done something beyond what she should have during the ritual's preparation.
"What did you do, Maria?"
Maria tried to maintain her usual innocent smile, although the effects of her own curse were making that somewhat difficult. Her cheeks remained flushed, and when she spoke, her voice came out slightly huskier than normal.
"Ah-Ah... well... about that..." she began, blinking with an almost angelic expression. "To complete the contract perfectly, the Master needs to... win over the three of us, his Servants. You know? Strengthen the bond in a more... profound and intimate way."
She looked away briefly before meeting his gaze again.
"It's an important part of the ritual, Alear-sama~" she continued, trying to sound natural. "It's not my fault the magic works that way..."
The smile that appeared on her lips looked innocent at first glance.
But innocent was the very last word anyone would use to describe Maria at that moment.
Before Alear could respond, Mio stepped forward. Her pink eyes had taken on a heart-shaped appearance, shining with almost obsessive desire. Her expression was indecent, nearly desperate, as the heat overtook her body.
"Alear... please... help me..." she murmured in a trembling voice as she approached him. "I... I can't endure this..."
Ravel also stepped forward, her face completely red and her eyes moist.
"Alear-sama... this... this is too strong..." she whispered, her voice faltering.
Even Maria joined the other two, wearing a mischievous smile while being clearly affected herself.
"There's nothing else to be done, Alear-sama..." she said, discreetly rubbing her thighs together. "You have to win us over now... to properly complete the contract~"
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