Ultima POV:
I needed some help, and there was only one person I could reach out to.
In the Underworld, we always used to compete and battle with each other. But Blanc is the best person to ask about it.
Even if I hate to even think about it, both her appearance and personality are like the perfect noblewoman.
During all the years I was together with Cale, I still haven't personally met his mother. I know she is the Demon Lord Luminous Valentine, also known as the Goddess of Luminism, and the true ruler of Ruberios. But I need a perfect plan so she accepts me as her daughter-in-law, and for that, I need Blanc's help.
Walking in without care for anyone who would oppose me. Before meeting Cale, I would probably just kill them, but after years with him, I calmed down a bit, and now I walked past them without them noticing me. But if they somehow see and try to stop me, I will just kill them.
Entering the room she was in, I saw her drinking tea.
She noticed me instantly, "Who are you?" She asked.
I smirked as she didn't recognize me. After being named, my appearance changed, and I learned how to mask my presence completely, "Oh, I didn't expect you, Blanc, to not recognize me."
She narrowed her eyes with hostility and a little curiosity as I sat down on the other side of the table, "Are you going to drink alone and not offer tea for your guest?" I asked.
Even if I wanted her to help, that didn't mean I wouldn't brag about getting a name and a material body.
She sent a signal, and someone arrived with a teacup and poured me the tea.
Blanc, who was observing me the whole time, finally spoke, "So who are you, and what do you want?"
"We've known each other since the dawn of creation, and you failed to recognize me after my appearance changed slightly?" I took a sip of the tea, and I must admit it was excellent.
Her face changed from confusion to shock, "Violet? What? Why do you look like that?"
"Ah ah ah," I waved my finger, "From now on, don't call me Violet. Call me Ultima. Ul-ti-ma!. As for my current appearance, it happened after my love gave me a body."
"You got a name!" She said in shock, which intensified, "Wait! Love? I can believe getting a name and a material body, but you falling in love is impossible."
I scoffed, "And why is that impossible?"
"Have you seen yourself?" She asked.
"Tsk. What is that supposed to mean? I think you are just jealous. We both are ancient demons, but unlike me, you don't have a name."
"Forget it," She sighed and put down her teacup, "What do you want from me?"
"I need your help in getting the approval of my mother-in-law," I said and looked at her.
"..." She looked at me dumbfounded, "You... You..." She didn't know what to say.
Is it that really so strange for me?
"Fine, I'll help you, but under one condition."
I raised my eyebrow, "And what is the condition?" I asked.
As she told me about her condition, I started thinking about it, and in the end, I agreed. While I didn't like what she wanted, I could use that to my advantage.
For the next couple of days, she taught me more about the traits typically associated with a stereotypical noblewoman and the best way to carry myself with gentleness and elegance.
She taught me everything from how to walk to the best way to dress for every occasion.
If someone told me a couple of centuries ago that I would ask Blanc to teach me something like this, I would laugh in their face before slowly torturing them to death.
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Cale Valentine POV:
"Hahaha, I think this is one of the best weapons I've made," Kaijin said, giving me the dagger. I looked at the weapon with admiration.
The craftsmanship was impeccable. The blade was sharp, and the handle felt comfortable in my hand. I could tell that Kaijin had put a lot of effort and passion into making it.
Excited to try it out, I brought forth my sword in the other hand and did a few test swings. At first, my moves felt slightly awkward as I tried to integrate using a second weapon simultaneously, but slowly, as I got used to two weapons, my movements became more fluid.
I could feel the power of the weapons in my hands as the dagger had already started feeding on my magicules.
Kaijin smiled, watching me, pleased with his creation. I thanked him and told him that I was grateful for his help.
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I found Hakurou and asked him for a quick spar that continued for hours as I was consumed with perfecting my moves and techniques.
As the sun began to set, we sat down to catch our breath. Rimuru, who had arrived a while ago and decided to observe our spar, looked at us in amazement.
While I still think my swordsmanship is lacking, I still have hundreds of years of fighting experience.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Lord Rimuru. Our little spar took longer than we expected, but I'm still ready for your training session. Actually, I think we should step up your training." Hakurou said with a smile.
"Pff..." I tried my best not to laugh seeing Rimuru's face at this moment, "Well, I'm sorry for keeping your training on hold, Rimuru. I will be going. There is probably lots of paperwork I need to go through."
I then left them and teleported back to my castle, where I noticed the presence of Ultima together with my Mom, but there was another presence I didn't recognize.
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