After introducing Kuroka and Beatrice to each other, Ayato gathered Emilia and the others for a small meeting.
Mainly to understand the situation of this world.
For example...
The infiltration of some of this world's upper echelons.
Because he had taken over the Assassin's Organization, he had already successfully converted those people.
He didn't need some servants to specially handle such small matters.
Besides that.
There was also Felt.
Now, under his arrangements, Felt was already actively carrying out her royal election campaign.
After all...
To ensure a smooth transition and control of the kingdom...
Some surface work was still necessary.
And for Ayato...
These were not big issues at all.
After all...
Such trivial matters naturally had servants to worry about.
As Master...
He only needed to control the direction.
Then...
There was also the matter of the Witch Cult.
This was a bad apple.
He already regarded this world as something in his bag.
If he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to first remove this cancer.
"I have been collecting information on the Witch Cult, but this organization is elusive. Most of what we catch are just small fries. No significant gains yet."
Elsa reported the information she had gathered, but her gaze kept sizing up Beatrice.
She needed to urge Melli to hurry up.
This attribute overlapped.
And it was a legal loli.
The threat was too great.
She couldn't help but consider her good sister's situation.
"No rush. They'll jump out sooner or later."
Ayato took a sip of black tea. "How is Felt doing? Does she need any help?"
Emilia said, "Felt is gathering people from all walks of life to build a power base."
"Combined with the financial support provided by the Master, and the elite assassins transferred by Elsa, her foundation is completely stable."
"The only issue is that the candidate for her knight hasn't been decided yet."
In this world, the first knight carried great symbolic weight.
Having a knight with a renowned reputation could better rally people's hearts.
It would also make doing things more convenient.
Ayato hummed in acknowledgment, then said, "That's easy. We'll ask Saeko and the others later to see who has time. Guest-starring as a knight for a while won't be a problem."
"As for the issue of reputation, a little packaging will suffice."
As he said this, Ayato glanced at Emilia. "Speaking of which, you also don't have a knight. Any thoughts?"
"I've thought about it."
Emilia said, "I hope Big Sister Kuroka can act as my knight."
"Me?"
Kuroka pointed at herself, somewhat surprised.
Elsa said quietly, "Emilia, you didn't choose me. This older sister is a little hurt."
"That's not it, Big Sister Elsa..."
Emilia quickly waved her hands, embarrassed. "I actually thought about you too, but your reputation is..."
Hearing this, Elsa immediately cheered up.
That was true. Her previous reputation as the "Gut Hunter" was indeed unsuitable for a knight.
Ayato looked at Kuroka. "So, Kuroka, what do you think?"
"This world is quite interesting. I suppose I can be Emilia's knight for a while."
Kuroka's tail flicked as she cat-like approached Ayato, a meaningful look in her eyes. "But Master, shouldn't there be a reward?"
"Of course."
Ayato smiled, pulled Kuroka by the wrist, and lifted her in his arms.
The next moment.
A magic circle's light flickered.
"???"
Beatrice's face was full of question marks.
She asked instinctively, "What reward is Big Brother Ayato giving?"
"Can't he do it in front of us?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Kuroka's high-pitched voice rang out.
Instantly, Beatrice's face flushed bright red.
Th-th-th-that was the reward?
Kuroka was that bold?
Beatrice's skin turned pink.
She was, after all, a Great Spirit who had lived for four hundred years.
Although she hadn't eaten pork, she certainly knew how pigs ran.
By the time she snapped out of it.
She noticed that Koneko and Elsa, who had been sitting together, had somehow disappeared.
Could it be...
Beatrice blinked, listened carefully for a moment, and her body trembled.
Th-they... they actually...
Oh my god.
What was going on with this servant group?
She turned her head and looked at Emilia, whose face was also flushed. "Emilia, they... this..."
Emilia said quietly, "It's always been like this. Beatrice, you'll get used to it soon."
"If you can't sleep, you can cast a hearing-blocking spell."
Beatrice: "..."
Good grief. Was this so exaggerated that magic was necessary?