"It seems everyone's rank up was completed without trouble. You all should get used to the power of the Queen rank."
Ayato looked at the women and smiled: "Your strength should have increased considerably compared to before."
The women didn't speak, just nodded subconsciously.
They were all feeling the changes in their power.
The lower the original rank, the more obvious the improvement they felt.
Their strength had probably increased several times over compared to before.
Ayato didn't disturb them. He came before Liliana and Irisviel: "It's time for you two to become my servants as well."
"I've been waiting for this day."
Without hesitation, Irisviel reached behind her back and undid her clasp.
The mountains, having lost their restraint, rippled slightly.
"Th-thank you for your blessing, my King."
Liliana knelt on one knee and took off her outer clothes.
She held her clothes in her arms, her face inevitably turning red.
Although she had been prepared for a long time...
When it came time to do it, it was still too embarrassing.
She took a deep breath and said tremblingly: "My King, is this okay?"
"Yes, it's fine."
Ayato nodded and directly pressed two Evil Pieces onto the women's bodies.
"Mmpphh..."
Irisviel didn't feel much, but Liliana trembled slightly.
Even with a piece in between... no one had ever touched her there before.
Her skin seemed to turn to rippling water, and the Evil Pieces slowly sank into the women's bodies.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The sound of heartbeats began to echo clearly in the palace.
Irisviel and Liliana finally understood what it had felt like inside the magic circle just now.
Their hearts began to race, their blood seemed to boil, and the flesh and bones of their entire bodies seemed to be reorganizing.
"The tail... the tail is coming out."
"Hiss... so this is a Devil's tail. So... so embarrassing..."
Irisviel and Liliana's breathing grew heavier; they only felt an itch behind them.
Swish! Swoosh!
The next moment, Devil wings and tails extended from their bodies.
Looking at the heart-shaped pattern on her tail, Liliana felt a wave of shyness.
Overall,
It felt like such an embarrassing tail.
Compared to her, Irisviel was quite curious.
She brought her tail in front of her face and curiously pinched it.
"Mmphh."
Her pupils contracted, her breathing grew much heavier, and her legs began to tighten unnaturally.
'This feeling... was similar.'
Her eyes lit up. She tried it two more times and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
'No wonder Ayato-sama liked his servants' tails.'
Her eyes darted, and her tail reached out towards Ayato, landing at...
"Hiss!"
Ayato sucked in a breath.
'This woman... really knew what she was doing.'
This was a path he had never tried before.
'Where had she learned that?'
Watching this scene, Liliana's eyes widened, and she quickly stood up.
Her living, breathing self was still right here.
This was far too bold.
"Irisviel-nee, could you please be mindful?"
Artoria, who had come over, said quietly: "Sakura and Rin haven't left yet."
"Ah!"
Irisviel's body stiffened, and she quickly withdrew her tail.
'Oh no, I had forgotten about that.'
"What's wrong, Irisviel-nee?"
Sakura, following behind Artoria, blinked her big eyes: "What does it have to do with us?"
"Never mind, Sakura."
Rin, her face flushed, pulled her along: "Don't ask so many questions."
Although she didn't know what had happened...
Her intuition told her not to try to find out.
Confirming the two hadn't seen anything, Irisviel said calmly: "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."
"Hoo."
Ayato breathed out a little regretfully.
But oh well.
They were his people after all.
He would have plenty of opportunities to try, and in any way he wanted.
…
At night!
Artoria had already left with the two children.
After the rank upgrade came the granting of blessings. Ayato became busy again.
"Kasumigaoka Utaha, don't you already have a blessing?"
"I'll use it. Then it'll be gone, won't it?"
"Master, test my ability. I'm using the Essence of the Fire God very well..."
"Master, I can use my ability too."
"Master, my ability is completely opposite to Utaha's."
"Y-you... you're cheating! My Murasame can't be used on Master."
"Ayato-sama..."
The voices of Esdeath and the other women could be heard from time to time from within the palace.
This palace, unique to Ayato, had been very lively all day.
The original throne in the palace had long been replaced with a custom-made extra-large one.
Even seating over ten people was no pressure at all.
Ayato leaned back on the throne, guiding Esdeath and Utaha in the abilities of their Imperial Arms.
Demon's Extract, Essence of the Fire God.
The two were completely opposite, truly excellent.
"Master, meow, I'm tired. I need replenishment."
Cat ears came over. Ayato turned his head and fulfilled his duty as master to his servant.
Then,
Ayato looked at the pitiful Akame and began to grant her a blessing.
Come to think of it...
This was already the how-many-th time he had granted a blessing.
They really needed to learn to use it sparingly.
Him granting blessings also consumed magical energy; it was very troublesome.
[Origin +1]
[Origin +3]
Ayato looked at the text before him, a strange expression appearing on his face.
He hadn't expected the women changing the way they used their abilities to provide him with some Origin Points. This was an unexpected bonus.
Actually, come to think of it...
The first ones to ask him for a blessing were Irisviel and Medusa.
But they didn't know just how terrifying the strength of Ayato, now a Campione, truly was.
So after obtaining the method to use the blessing, they could only honestly go back and begin to practice diligently.
Then came the arrival of Esdeath and the others.
With Utaha boldly going all out, directly using the blessing to display the Essence of the Fire God...
Esdeath and the others were also inspired.
One blessing wasn't enough, so they would request Ayato to grant it again.
They had to show off all the progress they had made during this time in front of Ayato.
After all,
They were among the servants who had followed Ayato the longest.
Even Akame, who was originally somewhat adorably blank, developed a competitive spirit.