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"Let's be honest...this place doesn't need cleaning at all," Jeanne said with a sigh.
"The showroom vault is new, it's been what? Only a week since it was finished?" The older blonde continued to complain.
"Just say what you wanna say." Le Fay said with a tired sigh.
For a moment Jeanne looked at the spinning holographic image of True Longinus, looking at it for a bit. She then turned her gaze towards the one next to it, it was a holographic image of a purple mist turning into a cube made from purple barriers. Switching into different shapes and sizes every few seconds or so.
Eventually, her gaze landed on a red dragon-themed armour. It was a complete and perfect replica of the Red Dragon Emperor's Scale Mail. Something no one will ever see again… for a very very long time.
"What I am saying is that, our Lord is making us clean this place even though it's not needed." Jeanne said with a cute huff. She doesn't mind cleaning at all. The problem is, there was no dust in this place, at all! They are underground. The air is magically created and ventilated through an internal system. There is no connection to the outside world above!
No dust to blow in the dirt!
Which means there was no need for an excessive amount of cleaning!
Not only that but the only way to reach the new house is either through the railways or teleporting directly into the teleportation room.
And because of this, they don't even have a hard time cleaning to begin with!
But…
"I see… so you don't want those guns you've been staring at, or a custom model scale mail, or the new fancy car you have been looking at as well…" Le Fay said as she continued counting the things Jeanne wants on her fingers.
"Okay-Okay-Okay! I get it! I am just saying that we should clean the stuff that is actually dirty, and not the goddamn showcase vault which just teases us with god slaying power!" Jeanne pointed at the Longinus gears that were locked down, underneath them!
"It was your idea to come here in the first place, you said you wanted to see what our Lord has stashed away in here!" Le Fay said with an annoyed look.
Hmph!
Jeanne was about to say something when suddenly, they noticed the empty spot right next to the Red Heavenly Emperor Scale Mail was starting to get filled up!
"Hmm? A new trophy?" Jeanne questioned with an awed look. But from where? How? They know their Lord was playing host to the devils, and Jeanne wanted to get away from them. So, instead, they decided to earn some points…
Moments later a black draconic armour with purple like gems appeared next to the Welsh Dragon scale mail.
It looked quite similar to the red scale mail. The difference was that it doesn't have wings that the red one has, and it looked less bulky with three eyes instead of two.
"This is…"
"The Prison Dragon, Vritra, Scale Mail. Completion rating at 25%, one of four Sacred Gears acquired." Le Fay read aloud the explanation written on the pedestal plate.
"One of the Dragon Kings… holy… our Lord got this?" Jeanne said with disbelief. Who else on Earth has two of the big shot dragons recorded like this!?
"I think one of the Sitri Peerage members has one of the Vritra gears. And it just got scanned." With a hand on her chin, Le Fay explained what she thinks has just happened.
"Yeah...Vritra… isn't it also an evil dragon as well?
"As far as I know it fought against Indra a long time ago. Got slain, chopped to bits and then sealed away into four different gears." Le Fay gave an abridged version of what happened, knowing quite well not to drag it out as Jeanne would get bored halfway throughout the whole story.
"Cool. So now we have one out of all four! Nice!"
Jeanne pulled out her phone and went to the points exchange shop…
"Hehe! It's there! We can get a replica of the Absorption line!" The blonde exclaimed happily.
Le Fay just sighed. Knowing full well that Jeanne doesn't need the gear or anything like that. She only wants the gear to be added to the hold and that there is a chance of getting it if she wants, by…
The longer she thought about it the more she understood her Lord. The man quite simply made Jeanne addicted to material items. Even though she is complaining a lot about doing useless work, she still does it either way just to get the points.
'If I didn't know any better I would say that Marcus Goldman is the reincarnation of the original Lucifer and not Solomon.' Le Fay thought to herself as she pulled out her phone to check the amount of points she had.
[Name: Le Fay Pendragon]
[Occupation: Magic Consultant/Maid]
[Loyalty Points: 47]
Sigh
'Why am I even pretending? I am just as much addicted to this as Jeanne…'
The girl sighed before returning to pointless work.
"Hmm. Fay-chan… say… What if we ask our hot Lord to get some sort of company running? And we could work there? I mean I could be a waitress or something…" Jeanne asked the fellow blonde after some time had passed.
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"You're seriously clueless, aren't you?" Le Fay once again sighed.
"Look how we are dressed! The skirts are short. The stockings… you sure you don't know why we are dressed like that?" The younger blonde pointed at her attire.
"Hmm, to look sexy for our Lord?" The older blond said with raised eyebrows. This one was obvious. And she doesn't mind dressing like that. It would be even better if she gets more of his attention.
"Exactly… and our Head Maid dresses in a much more seductive attire, if you have not noticed. Even Satan Leviathan dresses in those revealing ball dresses. And it is obvious why."
"To seduce our Lord, isn't it? I don't see the point of this conversation. Those are obvious..." Jeanne asked with a sigh.
"The point is that we get more points being here than being tied up in some corporation or restaurant." Le Fay clarified to her.
"Oh… I see, in other words we are eye-candy…."
"And trophies too…" The younger blond pointed that one out.
"Hmm, it makes sense, you are descended from Arthurian legends and I am the reincarnation of Joan of Arc."
"And it should also be obvious that he is collecting women too, in some way. Our Lord's pillars clearly prove that."
"Hmm yeah… I didn't expect the mother of the current Lucifer to also be part of this. It kind of terrifies me how much political pull a human has on the underworld." Jeanne said that quite seriously, surprising Le Fay for a moment.
The younger blond did not expect such a girl to have some understanding about politics, she just didn't pass as one.
"...I am not even thinking about the outside world at the moment. It simply terrifies me how everyone is clueless about our Lord's existence. It's like not paying attention to massive storm clouds just gathering in the air."
"You mean invisible storm clouds? One can't truly see what he is doing…" Jeanne motioned around them. The place is quite literally underground!
"Still though… Many deities exist that can see the future and destiny. I am sure they would have seen Marcus's existence by now." Le Fay said while remembering the three Fates from Greek mythology.
"I doubt their magic can even reach this place. The amount of barriers surrounding this nation, this underground facility. Le Fay, even if Great Red tried to enter this place, he would not be able to. Even just one of those cores can protect against pantheon level attacks. And how many are there in this place right now?"
[24 at the moment. And no. No one can enter this house or nation without our notice. The space lock is in place as well. One needs to break the space lock before even trying to breach the barriers. So, can you two stop wasting time? Or should I nullify today's work?]
Aurora's tone made the pair quickly pale. Like seriously pale. Why is this A.I is so sadistic? They even complained to their Lord about the probability of the A.I going rogue with such character.
But, to their horror. His answer made them realise that he made her like this, on freaking purpose!
At first, they thought that he was a masochist, but then, they observed his interaction with the A.I.
And they realised that she was like a different person altogether. While proud in her capacities, Aurora was not even a little bit bitchy with Marcus as she was with everyone else.
Meaning that he is building her in this specific way. Does this mean he likes girls like that?
"Umm sorry… we're going back to work!" Jeanne quickly said that as she returned to cleaning.
[Hmph]
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