"No problem."
Lord Phoenix agreed immediately.
Even pleasantly surprised.
That wastrel brother dead? Fine.
Trading his sister for ties to this powerhouse—pure profit.
"But sir, your actions today may displease pure-blood families. Need mediation?"
"You truly don't care I killed your brother?"
Kaiser was genuinely curious.
Too calm—not fake.
"He insulted you—punishment deserved," Lord Phoenix said coldly. "For provoking you, death or family discipline awaited."
Mere fraternal vendetta.
Kaiser eyed him deeply.
Worthy of pure-blood nobility—fools like Riser rare.
En route, Lord Phoenix pledged loyalty repeatedly.
Kaiser believed none.
Irrelevant.
Not everyone needed to like him.
Fear of his power sufficed.
Soon, a grand hall.
Lord Phoenix ordered tea served, smiling. "Sir, wait briefly. I'll fetch Ravel."
"Mm."
Kaiser sat, sipping tea.
Long after, two figures entered.
Lord Phoenix and a graceful silhouette.
Ravel Phoenix.
Elegant gown hugged her form.
Cinched waist highlighted slimness.
White dress outlined full curves perfectly.
Golden twintails cascaded naturally.
Princess yet girl-next-door contrast.
No wonder the delay.
Dressed meticulously.
Kaiser's lips curved.
Ravel approached gracefully, lifting skirt to reveal white-stockinged legs, curtsying.
"I'm Ravel Phoenix. Honored to meet you."
"Kaiser."
He smiled. "Pleasure."
"You wished to see me, Lord Kaiser?"
Ravel hesitated, stepping closer.
Subtle yet rich floral scent filled his senses.
Invisible flames rose.
"Lord Kaiser, I have matters. Ravel will host you."
Lord Phoenix dismissed servants, winking at Ravel before leaving.
Ravel's cheeks pinkened; she nodded.
"Interesting."
Kaiser caught it all.
He said casually, "Ravel, you know I killed Riser."
"Yet host me—don't you hate me?"
"No," Ravel shook head. "I didn't get along with third brother. Why hate you?"
"???"
Kaiser blinked.
Really? Misremembered?
Or butterfly effect in this mashup world?
"Then let me verify."
Kaiser set a barrier, extending finger; golden blood seeped.
Ravel puzzled. "This?"
"My unique ritual," Kaiser explained. "Mark you—reincarnate as my peerage member."
"I see."
Ravel nodded understandingly.
No Evil Pieces—first heard.
Ravel nodded obediently. "What do I do?"
"First, remove outer dress."
Ravel paused, face flaming.
Prepared mentally, but…
Too embarrassing.
"Phew!"
Deep breath; she unfastened back clasps.
Freed fullness bounced lightly.
Kaiser's eyes brightened.
Deceptive appearance—at least C-cup powerhouse.
Soon…
"Hiss."
Kaiser inhaled; finger twitched.
White garter stockings encased stunning legs.
Then his gaze fixed on a glimpse… eyelid twitching.
Sensing it, Ravel trembled.
Timidly: "Lord Kaiser, next?"
"Stay still."
Kaiser dripped blood onto her skin.
Hum!
Brilliant light; heart-shaped patterns flashed.
Mysterious runes vanished in glow.
Kaiser checked attributes.
[Ravel Phoenix]
[Race: Devil]
[Master: Kaiser Lucifuge]
[Level: LV34]
[Skills: Power of Destruction, Eyes of Destruction]
[Phoenix Physique: Any physical injury regenerates fully.]
[Phoenix Tears: Own tears instantly heal all user wounds.]
…
[Phoenix Physique] overlapped blood rebirth?
Understandable—more peerage, skill overlaps expected.
But [Phoenix Tears] puzzled.
Make him cry?
Too humiliating.
Fine—let Ravel handle.
Skill same anyway.
Besides…
Kaiser eyed composed Ravel.
She truly held no hate.
Pure-blood devils indeed.
Some worlds dismissed even patricide.
"Lord Kaiser, anything odd about me?"
Ravel blinked curiously.
"Nothing. Just think you're an honest good girl."
"Mmm…"
Unexpected praise; Ravel shy.
"Here—your info. Review."
Kaiser handed transcribed sheet, explaining briefly.
"Oh."
Ravel nodded vaguely.
Redressed, she read.
First [Phoenix Physique] and [Phoenix Tears].
Family traits.
Then pupils shrank.
"Phoenix Tears… changed?"
Murmuring, Ravel realized.
Phoenix Tears—family treasure.
Required pure-blood in special array.
Special cup filled with water, tears added.
Many rituals.
Low yield.
Now?
Just tears.
Then level—LV34
Like game?
Kaiser explained.
"Really…"
Ravel clenched fists, excitement flashing.
Game-like leveling.
Kill enemies for experience.
Meaning?
No bottlenecks.
With time, another Phoenix Devil King—or stronger.
"Master, your power is truly great."
Ravel looked up, eyes shimmering with worship and longing.
World revered strength.
Pure-blood devils more so.
Kaiser's power—beyond comprehension.
She believed: if known, countless devils would envy, crave peerage membership at any cost.
Momentarily, Ravel gripped fists.
Never expected such fortune.
Hearing Kaiser wanted her, reluctant despite no hate.
Who'd yield to unseen overpowering Devil King?
Now, genuine gratitude.
Huge gain.
Cheeks warming: "Master, let me show you around."
Ears scarlet as she spoke.
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