Chapter 16 - Not bad, Still can't beat the original!
Cain watched with quiet appreciation.
The woman really deserved her reputation as a master of countless disguises.
Vermouth remained kneeling, hands clasped in front of her, her generous chest slightly compressed by the posture.
"Master, what should we do next?"
She'd adapted to the title quickly...almost too quickly.
"Leave the rest to me."
Cain smiled in satisfaction and extended his hand.
Vermouth straightened instantly, arching upward eagerly.
If she weren't kneeling, she'd practically be throwing herself at him.
Akemi Miyano: "…"
Shiho Miyano: "…"
The sisters gazes sharpened.
This woman had no shame at all.
Akemi leaned toward Shiho and murmured, "You'd better watch out. She's dangerous."
"I know," Shiho replied through gritted teeth.
This witch was terrifyingly skilled.
She wasn't even officially a servant yet, and she was already competing for favor.
A sudden sense of crisis gripped Shiho.
"Or… Sis, maybe you could help me out?"
The words slipped out before she could stop them.
Shiho's face exploded crimson.
What was she even saying?
Akemi blinked, stunned. "Huh?"
Her sister had evolved way too fast.
No human morals left at all?
Cain watched the exchange with quiet amusement, then spoke. "Lower a bit. There's not enough clear space for the mark."
"Yes, Master."
Vermouth's voice came out soft and obedient. She realized she might have misread the situation.
But… what exactly did a devil reincarnation ritual involve?
Was this really okay?
She lowered her arms carefully.
"Perfect."
Cain nodded and let a drop of golden blood fall onto her pale skin.
Buzz.
Light flared.
Countless intricate runes danced across her chest in a glowing heart shape before sinking in.
Thump. Thump-thump.
Warmth surged through her veins.
Something powerful stirred inside...rising, expanding.
This… this was demonic power.
The panel materialized.
[Vermouth]
[Race: Devil]
[Master: Cain Lucifuge]
[Level: Level 9]
[Skill: Devil Mask]
[Devil Mask: Freely alter appearance, voice, and aura to perfectly replicate any target.]
Cain read the text thoughtfully.
Aside from Grayfia, every new servant started at Level 9.
Another perk of his Devil Contract, apparently.
Even ordinary humans hit the absolute peak of Low Class upon reincarnation.
He set that observation aside and looked down.
"Devil Mask…"
A transformation skill and perfectly suited to Vermouth.
The perfectly replicate...
Vague descriptions usually meant the skill was far from simple.
Cain opened his own panel.
As expected: one new addition under skills—Devil Mask.
He pulled out paper and pen, wrote down Vermouth's stats, and handed her the sheet.
"What's this?"
Vermouth blinked, looking puzzled.
"Your servant panel," Cain explained briefly.
"I see."
Excitement lit her face.
The door to a new world had swung wide open.
She scanned the page eagerly.
Cain Lucifuge.
So that was Master's full name.
She repeated it silently several times, committing it to memory.
A good servant started with the small things.
Then her eyes moved lower.
Level 9.
Felt like a game status screen.
She smiled at the thought, then reached her skill.
"Pretty similar to my old disguise techniques," she murmured.
Curiosity won. She decided to test it.
The urge was instinctive.
Buzz.
Images flashed through her mind..
every person she knew in detail.
She could replicate anyone, and the more she knew about them, the more flawless the result.
Her gaze settled on Shiho.
Light shimmered over her body.
In a heartbeat, another Shiho Miyano stood in the room.
The duplicate raised a hand to her chest, measuring with satisfaction. "Not bad. Still can't beat the original."
Shiho: "…"
This woman was begging for death.
Shiho gritted her teeth and glanced down involuntarily.
Damn it.
It really was… almost identical.
Cain studied both versions carefully and nodded to himself.
Perfect.
Down to the finest detail—even the aura matched exactly.
But…
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