Arthur guided Kuroka, Koneko, Sona, and Asia Argento into his gargantuan residence.
The structure wasn't just a house; it was a secure, multi-dimensional hub, a seamless blend of modern Japanese minimalism and advanced Stark tech.
Sunlight streamed through panoramic windows, illuminating floors of polished obsidian and walls that quietly hummed with latent magical power.
"Pick up whatever room you want,"
Arthur announced, gesturing down a hallway so long it seemed to vanish into the distance.
"We have enough room to house a hundred people. Seriously, feel free to spread out."
He emphasized the sheer scale to make Asia feel less like a temporary guest and more like a permanent, cherished resident.
Asia, clutching her simple clothes, looked around with wide, disbelieving blue eyes.
"Are we really in a different dimension? I don't have to be afraid anymore?"
Her voice was hushed, tasting the clean, absence of the oppressive, judgmental magical tension she was used to in the DxD world.
Arthur offered a reassuring nod.
"This is my home world, and it's protected by my magic. The Church here is completely different and has no jurisdiction over you. You could even go to a local church without having to worry about anything. You are completely safe."
"Thank you so much, Arthur-san,"
Asia replied, a genuine, joyful smile lighting up her face. The relief was palpable.
She immediately headed off to pick a room, the sheer thought of living in safety with her savior making her footsteps light.
The remaining group gathered in the central library, where Arthur activated a glowing Dungeon Climber Registration terminal.
"Alright, let's tell you all how to go to the Dungeon then."
Arthur quickly registered Sona, Kuroka, Koneko, and Asia. Since he was essentially the Tower's highest-ranked user, the process took milliseconds.
"You can all climb the Dungeon as soon as you want."
"Well, Yuffie is already preparing to go with her friends,"
Arthur explained.
"Why don't you all tag along with them? Yuffie is chaotic, but she knows the lower floors well."
"What about you? Arthur, nyaan,"
Kuroka asked, her feline eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Are you not coming with us?"
Koneko added, her voice carrying a soft note of sadness.
Arthur immediately relented, unable to withstand the collective weight of their hopeful expressions.
"I will come with you, alright. Don't be sad like that. But only to the First Floor. I have to go to the Fifth Floor soon for other duties."
Sona smiled, recognizing the necessary domestic negotiation tactics.
"I would like to go as well, Arthur. But I also want to go and meet Emilia and Rem. Establishing strong relationships with your family—especially your first wife—is crucial for our political alignment."
Arthur felt a flicker of awkwardness at Sona's practical approach to his poly-dimensional life but readily agreed.
"Fair enough. Let's head to the First Floor together."
Asia, determined to remain close, insisted.
"I want to go with Arthur-san!"
They all arrived at the First Floor, the Re:Zero world.
They materialized in a dedicated Dungeon Climber district adjacent to the main city.
Yuffie quickly called to confirm she would join them soon, needing to wait for Kitty Pryde and the other mutants to finalize their gear.
"Things have changed a lot,"
Arthur noted, surveying the bustling, modernized city.
"There are at least a hundred thousand Dungeon Climbers now moving in and out of the city at any given time."
The original settlement had advanced quickly; the influx of people from the outside world, technology, and sheer manpower had transformed the city into a thriving commercial and political hub.
Emilia had clearly done an exemplary job managing the rapid expansion and integration.
The Dungeon's stability and wealth meant she was now the overwhelming favorite to be selected as the next King.
Meanwhile, in her mansion office, Emilia was completely absorbed in her duties.
Her desk was covered in reports about advanced infrastructure, trade agreements with international Dungeon Climber guilds, and detailed political documents regarding the looming Royal Selection.
Everything had changed so quickly, but thanks to the knowledge she had gained from studying in Arthur's world—both in politics and basic technology—she could prepare for everything.
Now, though successful, thinking about Arthur's world made her feel profoundly lonely again.
She wanted to meet him.
She wanted to see him. And she wanted to be intimate with him.
She was tired of putting her feelings aside for duty. She had decided: she wouldn't hold back anymore. But she still needed Azula and Rem's help to orchestrate the perfect, intimate reunion.
"He is really strong... and big..."
She muttered to herself, her cheeks flushing as a particularly intense memory of Arthur's overwhelming power surfaced.
She shook her head fiercely, forcing the thought away before she lost focus.
"Emilia-sama, we have to go to the Capital. The second Royal Selection is going to start soon,"
Rem's clear voice announced as she entered the office.
The blue-haired maid was efficiently reviewing the day's itinerary.
The failure of the first selection had necessitated this immediate, high-stakes second attempt.
"Yes, Rem. Let's go,"
Emilia agreed. They could reach the capital fast because Tony Stark had personally given them a customized, personal jet to bypass the long, dangerous roads.
Normally, it took days or even weeks to reach the capital from the Roswaal Mansion.
However, they only needed an hour at best with the jet.
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