Kingdom of Jioral.
Freya rode her unicorn, serene smile on her face like a holy saint.
"Wonder what the new companion will be like. Really looking forward to it."
Her eyes sparkled, but malice lurked deep within.
"This journey's been so boring."
"Why no fun?"
She murmured lowly, hugging one arm, violence flashing in her gaze.
No.
Must endure.
I'm Jioral Kingdom's first princess—symbol of sanctity.
Can't expose that side.
All that damned new hero's fault.
Better be useful.
Or…
Her lips curved—then froze.
"This…"
She caught a black parchment sheet, covered in cryptic text—dizzying.
"Sign contract, pray to devil—receive response."
Freya held it, murmuring.
"Interesting—not any nation's script."
"But I understand."
"Demons progressing?"
She waved; royal knights halted, setting camp.
Luxurious tent erected swiftly.
Inside, Freya eyed devil contract, excitement flashing.
Perfect timing.
Barely containing destructive urges.
Signed name, meaningfully.
"Come forth, demon—and entertain me fully."
Words fell; tent blazed with light.
Hum!
Next, cryptic dark red magic circle emerged on ground.
Tap tap tap!
Footsteps.
Black-haired, black-eyed Kaiser—ancient noble aura—stepped out.
"Ara ara, quite handsome."
Freya caressed cheek, eyes darkening profoundly, dangerous smile forming.
"My contractor, then."
Kaiser turned.
Soft pink hair cascading first.
Exquisite holy face—flawless jade.
Tall voluptuous figure—elegant garb yielding to extraordinary curves.
Slim waist—no excess.
White thigh-highs outlined perfect legs.
Holy, sacred, beautiful, graceful.
Every positive word fit.
"Sent here…"
Seeing Freya, Kaiser recognized world.
Capable one.
Overall level high.
Freya alone likely surpassed ordinary High-Class devils.
Top tiers—hard to gauge.
But good for him.
Better than Akame ga Kill for peerage grinding.
And…
Plenty peerage-worthy candidates.
Like this princess.
"Contractor."
Kaiser eyed Freya playfully. "Your wish?"
"Simple."
Freya's eyes gleamed, lips cold arc.
"I fancy you—my toy."
"Relax—I'll try not breaking you."
Kaiser shook head, smiling. "No deal—transaction failed."
Sadistic princess indeed.
Thoroughly twisted.
But experience with crazies.
"Refused?"
Freya smiled sweetly, unconcerned.
Spell hero herself.
Royal knights outside.
One demon—how lose?
But next—face changed.
Kaiser somehow before her.
Fist enlarging infinitely.
"When?"
Horror flashed; staff [Vánagandr] blazed.
Visible magic shield condensed instantly.
Bang!
Kaiser's punch landed.
Terror force erupted, shattering shield.
Freya's face twisted; scream escaped.
Body flew uncontrollably, tearing tent hole, crashing into royal knights.
Kaiser withdrew fist, eyes flickering.
"Staff Vánagandr—power rivaling some artifacts."
Controlled punch—aimed incapacitation.
Still mitigated partly.
Distant.
Royal knights stunned.
Soon recovered.
Clang clang clang!
Blades drawn unison.
Cough cough.
Freya coughed violently, glaring angrily at emerging figure.
Waved grandly. "Royal Knights—slay this demon."
"Yes!"
Knights roared, charging fiercely.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ground quaked under passage.
Elite royal knights.
Princess guard—elite of elite.
Seconds—near Kaiser.
But!
Facing, Kaiser stepped forward.
Hum!
Invisible cold diffused instantly.
Charging knights felt soul-freezing chill; legs thick ice-encased.
Crack! Crack!
Next, legs exploded into ice crystals.
Then!
No wails—frozen sculptures crashed ground.
Gulp!
Freya, arm raised, swallowed at scene.
Her elite royal knights—instantly wiped?
Even witnessing—unbelievable.
Mind blank.
"Now—just us."
Kaiser advanced, each step pounding her heart.
"Such power—Devil King cadre?"
Freya recovered, inhaling, raising staff Vánagandr.
"But I'm Spell Hero."
"Even Devil Kings—destined defeat by me."
Staff blazed brilliantly; heaven and earth trembled.
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