Chapter 300: The Valkyrie Secretary Corps Has Something...
While Renji was busy integrating the intelligence systems of various pantheons, a faint, elegant fragrance suddenly wafted from beside him.
A slender hand appeared, offering him a cup of tea.
"Please have some, Lord Renji~"
A sweet voice flowed from her cherry-colored lips, while her goddess-like face showed a gentle smile that seemed to forgive any transgression.
Her soft hair slipped over her shoulders as she leaned forward slightly, covering her snow-white shoulders that were partially exposed.
Below her shoulders, her perfectly proportioned figure was clad in maid-like attire, with the skirt reaching almost to her ankles, allowing only a glimpse of her smooth, white silk-stockinged feet encased in high heels.
Noticing his gaze lingering on her, her porcelain-like face gradually flushed with a shy blush.
Her shyness seemed not only due to inner embarrassment but also because she felt awkward facing him after whatever had happened earlier.
"Thanks, Randgriz~"
Yes, this is Randgriz, ranked fourth among the Valkyries, the gentlest and most sacred in temperament among them.
Though gentle, she can be quite bold in nighttime matters.
After arriving last night, she accidentally discovered what Brunhilde and he were doing, and couldn't help but say a few words as if feeling somewhat jealous.
While it appeared purely to remind her sister to be more ladylike, one could actually sense her resentment.
So, Brunhilde provoked this younger sister a little, causing her to throw caution to the wind as well.
As a result, he nearly suffered defeat.
This was mainly because Brunhilde vented too fiercely, using this method to express her grievances toward him.
The reason it took this form was partly due to urgency, as she had learned from Serafall that King Solomon over there was surrounded by a group of young women.
Thus, when Brunhilde questioned him about certain matters, he didn't deny that he hadn't made a move.
"Reginleif, please deliver this to Greek mythology."
"Understood, Chairman."
Reginleif, the seventh Valkyrie daughter who had been waiting nearby, received the item he handed over, feeling somewhat nervous because what was passed to her turned out to be the Spear of Victory.
"Göndul, you deliver this to Indian mythology."
"Okay, Chairman~~~"
The ninth daughter, Göndul, replied in an exceedingly charming voice, revealing an enchanting expression akin to a succubus seducing someone.
"And, Chairman, if there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask Göndul—I can fulfill anything~"
Then, from her sensual lips spilled such subtly suggestive content, accompanied by some alluring gestures.
"That won't be necessary, Göndul. Please deliver it quickly~"
The response came not from Renji but from Randgriz beside him, who answered with an extremely gentle expression.
"Randgriz, you should know your place. Don't presumptuously make decisions for our master."
As Göndul spoke these words, she fearlessly met the gaze of this usually gentle and kind sister.
For a moment, the air grew thick with tension, causing Alvitr and Hlökk to break into a slight cold sweat.
Fortunately, the eldest sister had just stepped out to handle some matters, or else the atmosphere would have been even more terrifying.
They might have even come to blows—this was no joking matter.
Thus, the two of them stood there quite uneasily.
At that moment, someone entered: it was Göll, carrying freshly washed and dried clothes.
This youngest sister was probably the most unsure of what to say, having been ordered by Sister Brunhilde to clean those rather messy clothes.
Although Göll had been tasked like this before, this time the clothes were somewhat subtle.
It wasn't that the style was different, but rather that the clothes were soiled in a subtle way.
Of course, Alvitr and Hlökk weren't much better off, having been ordered by the eldest sister to clean up the battlefield of this office.
"What's going on?"
Göll, upon entering, sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat off.
What were the ninth and fourth sisters doing? Smiling at each other?
Why did those smiles feel somewhat frightening?
She first set down Sister Brunhilde's clothes, then walked over to the Chairman.
"U-um, Miss Serafall and the others would like to see you."
Those few individuals were eager to meet the person before them, and Göll roughly understood—it was about whether they could be sent back, right.
"That's fine, let them come in."
In the blink of an eye—
"Your Majesty Qin Shi Huang, you previously mentioned you would grant us rewards, correct?"
Serafall, who had entered, spoke in a respectful tone.
Despite the person before her appearing ordinary in demeanor and seeming quite approachable, she couldn't afford to neglect etiquette.
After all, the being before her was beyond imagination.
"So, the reward you seek is for me to send you back to your original world, correct?"
Renji, seated in the chairman's position, directly stated their purpose.
"Don't worry, there's no need to rush. I will send you back, and the situation there isn't as bad as you might think."
Things were progressing smoothly over there.
If nothing unexpected happened, they would soon launch a counterattack into the Otherworld, Evie Etoulde.
At that time, they would encircle the forces of the Primordial God.
"I also know what you're concerned about. Miss Serafall, you're worried about your sister Sona, right? Miss Irina, you're concerned about Xenovia, and Miss Le Fay, you're anxious about your brother and some friends, correct? They're all fine."
These words eased the worries in the hearts of the three.
"Um, what about me?"
Rossweisse raised her hand and said this.
"Miss Rossweisse, is there someone you care about? Odin over there mentioned that you seem to be someone nobody wants."
Renji wasn't making this up—Odin had indeed teased the Valkyrie in this manner.
"What? That damned old man! I'm resigning as soon as I get back!!"
"How about switching to my side instead? As for salary, I'll pay you the equivalent purchasing power of 100,000 in the human world per month, how does that sound?"
The moment Renji made this offer, he instantly felt a resentful gaze.
This gaze, of course, came from Randgriz beside him.
For a moment, the hostile look she had been directing at her sister Göndul weakened slightly, and she sighed quietly to herself.
So, before he could expand his secretarial team, she needed to form an alliance with her sisters to avoid fighting separately and facing defeat.