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"Welcome!" Greeted by the bartender, Azeroth was the first to enter followed by Palkus.
"What's this? A bar?" Palkus looked around and asked.
"Of course, what else." Azeroth replied, also looking at the people around.
"You think I'm just going to follow you here?" Palkus asked.
"Yeah."
"You're right." Palkus shook his head. He didn't have any plans anyway.
"Hey there, handsome, what would you like to drink?" Sitting on the counter, Azeroth finally took a look at the bartender, and Oh my, it was a bartendress.
"Palkus... Change of plans." Azeroth suddenly said while winking at the lady who was also smiling at him.
"I'll get some banana juice." Palkus said.
"..." Azeroth and the bartender looked at him strangely.
"Give me water then." Seeing the looks he was given, young man immediately made the connection that such a thing as banana juice wasn't here.
"On that, cutie. And you, handsome?" She looked at Azeroth, her hands skillfully cleaning a cup.
"How about you give me your finest drink." Azeroth said.
"On that." And then Lady moved on to show her skills.
"Well, aren't you quite skilled." Azeroth complimented.
"Oh my, thank you." The bartendress didn't stop what she was doing.
"How's the situation in this town?" Azeroth suddenly asked.
The four of them each took care of the bar for a day, so technically she had only had to work a day per week. And since business here was so well going with the lack of poverty, she had no problems whatsoever.
Hearing the ladies rumblings prompted Palkus to finally take a look at her and... She indeed was beautiful.
Like any other vampire, in fact. Her skin was pale with plump red lips that attracted even the monks among men. Her dark hair shone with a beautiful magical luster and fell down all the way to her waist and her black and white outfit didn't do a good job as it failed to hide the beauty of her figure.
Palkus, however, wasn't so amazed with her figure. Emily was endlessly more appealing to him than any woman his eyes led him to gaze upon from the second they got out of the estate to the moment they opened the door to the bar.
While Palkus focused back on his cup of water, Azeroth, however, attentively listened to the bartendress.
When he just came here, he thought he would come across a male bartender. If that was the case, then he would start a trade. If the bar had no problems, such as gangsters trying to cause problems or pressure from some higher power, then he would create such a problem.
After that, the fallen angel would offer his help in exchange for... free wine.
He was but a simple man, he had indulged in all that was holy, then he indulged in all that was unholy, and now... he just wanted to laze around and enjoy beauty and wine.
Thus, when he saw the bartendress, he changed plans. He didn't just want wine, he wanted wine AND the bartendress herself.
You see, as full of wine bottles as it was, the room he was in seemed so empty, so devoid of life. He had to change that. He needed company and what better company was there than a cute little vampire sucking the life out of him every night?
Azeroth was getting excited.
Back when he wanted to reach S-rank once again, he had to go back to Draco's continent and make of his people, his descendants, a major clan. Such a feat was easy, but what was harder was the condition to fix the bond between them.
It was hard. It was hard to change the hatred his children and subordinates had against him into love or at least, a neutral relationship.
And when he managed to do so... His cute favorite princess caused him problems.
'Hmm? Now, now. Wouldn't he make a perfect son-in-law?' Thinking of his daughter, Azeroth glanced to his side at Palkus and thought.
'We'll see about that.' And he looked back at the bartendress, who was still rumbling.
"I can fix that." He said.
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