"Please enter. His majesty awaits you." Said Mizari, motioning to the pair of large double doors in front of Noir.
Noir was smiling as Mizari and Rhein opened the door. He went inside, slowly, and his eyes immediately fell on the figure sitting on a throne.
So majestic! Noir thought in reverence.
The throne itself was placed on a five-steps elevated platform, with a purple carpet on the stairs, with partial springline stained glass window behind the throne.
Said glass depicted an image of what appears to be an angel in an armor, holding a sword and stepping on a group of what can be considered as devils that were being burned.
Noir also noticed Blanc, or Testarossa sitting on the armrest of Satan's throne, smiling at him. And Carrera, who was sitting on the stairs, hands on her pockets as while chewing something—a gum.
However, he didn't pay much attention to them at all but instead focused his gaze to Satan.
His eyes sparkled in delight seeing the barely restrained magicules flowing from Satan's body. Noir was sure that if Satan released all of it, more than half of Hell's population would perish from sheer pressure.
It was just that overwhelming.
"Greetings, oh great King Satan." Noir kneeled, staring at Satan with face full of reverence that startled his fellow primordials, "I am the Black Primordial, coming here to ask if it was alright for you to grant this request of mine."
The other primordials in the room frowned at his words. He just met the king for the first time, not even bringing some offerings, and he dared to ask for a favor?!
They wanted to attack him right there and then if Satan wasn't so calm about it.
"Huuh!?" Carrera stood up, glaring at the Black Primordial. "Noir, who do you think you are to request something from Lord Satan!?"
Even she, someone who had worked for the king for quite a while now doesn't dare to just casually ask a favor. And Noir dared to do such a thing!?
"Calm down, Carrera." Said Satan, not taking his eyes off the Black Primordial, "I shall hear you out Noir. Speak. What is it you want to ask?"
Noir smiled, putting a hand on his chest as he offered a polite and humble bow, "Please allow me to serve you."
Satan raised a brow.
Even the other primordials weren't expecting that, as they stared at him in shock. But when they thought of how whimsical Noir is, they decided to remain silent.
Noir was not the type to lie; he's brutally honest. If he says he wants to serve Satan, then he really will serve him.
Only problem is; Noir is whimsical. He might just wake up someday and decided that he was bored living the life of a servant and decided to kill Satan.
Though Testarossa and the others didn't think Noir was capable of this due to their perception of Satan as the epitome of invincibility, but they will fail as servants if they let that happen.
"You are a funny man, Noir." Satan smiled as he leaned forward, "I have heard how you only follow your whims, and doing things you deemed interesting …before I consider your request, let me ask; if you find me no longer interesting, are you going to betray me?"
Noir stared at Satan, and revealed a small smile as he nodded, "Of course. I have no interest in 'boring' things."
"You bastard—!" Carrera clenched her fist, preparing to punch Noir but was stopped when something bound her arm.
Turning around, Carrera saw Testarossa holding a whip that bound her arm. The White Primordial shook her head, motioning at their king who was still smiling.
With a cold snort, Carrera nodded at Testarossa as the whip dissipates into motes of light and Carrera sat back down on the stairs.
She folded her arms and grumpily look to the side, trying to ignore the presence of Black Primordial.
"Hah!" Satan chuckled, before letting out a full blown laughter, "Hahahaha!"
Noir reminds Satan of Lucifer, one of his Four Generals. Lucifer was a Fallen Angel who fell due to laziness, and when Satan was on his conquest to conquer the Demon World, Lucifer was one of the toughest guys he had fought.
Though Satan won in the end and Lucifer submitted to him. But not before threatening Satan that if he doesn't like the way he leads the Demon World, he won't hesitate to betray him and kill him.
He guessed, in every world, there is such beings.
"Lord Satan?" Testarossa looked at Satan in confusion, wondering what got him to laugh so hard.
"Hahaha!" Satan raised his hand, stopping Testarossa from asking more questions, "Hahaha, hah. It's been awhile since I laughed that hard."
He calmed down, but the amused look remained on his face as he leaned back on his throne.
He looked at Noir, "Very well. I shall accept your allegiance. From now on, you shall serve under me."
"Oh, nothing could make me happier." Said Noir, smiling in delight. "To serve such a strong and majestic king …truly, my life has never been so full of colors."
"Then, let me grant you a name." Said Satan as he stood up. "It is the proof of your allegiance to me."
"Oh, a name …for you to even consider giving a humble servant like me something so grand …yes, it is a great honor to receive a name from you oh King Satan."
Satan ignored the exaggerated praises, already having been used to it even back in his time as the Demon King in his past life.
Alsiel was quite the flatterer back in his previous world. And female demons also sing praises of his name.
Staring the Black Primordial, Satan began to think of an appropriate name for him.
Well, he already named three Primordials base on cars, so it's fine if he add another one right?
Veyron? No, that doesn't fit.
Aventador? Hmm, could be better.
Enzo? That sounds good, but doesn't fit Noir.
Venom? No, there's something better.
Aha!
"Diablo," said Satan, "From now on, your name will be Diablo."
Named after Lamborghini Diablo. Yes, another amazing car that Satan used to dream of having.
And it suits him as well for some reason.
Almost immediately, Satan noticed a significant dropped of magicule pouring out of his body and transferring over the Black Primordial.
A black cocoon engulfed the newly named demon and immediately, the other Primordials in the room noticed Diablo's magicule skyrocket.
Then, after a few moments, the cocoon disappeared, revealing Diablo who was now wearing something similar to a butler outfit.
"Diablo," the Black Primordial muttered, before he kneeled in front of Satan, "From now on, I shall be known as Diablo. The gap between heaven and earth is not wide enough to measure my eternal gratefulness, oh Great King Satan."
Satan nodded at the significant improvements of Diablo's strength. Despite having lesser magicules than Carrera, Satan can feel that he is currently the strongest Primordial under him.
Well now that he got a new Primordial, it's time conquer the rest of his lineage.
"Then, Diablo. As my first job for you …subdue your descendants and have them join my army, and have a talk with Testarossa to find a strategic place to build a base."
Diablo nodded solemnly, "My first mission huh …I will not fail you, my king. I will subdue those lowlives and hurry back on your side."
"Hm." Satan nodded.
With a gentle smile, Diablo stood up and with a hand on his chest, offered Satan a bow before disappearing.
Satan sighed as he sat back down, turning towards Testarossa who was sitting on the armrest of the throne, "don't you have work to do, Testa?"
Testarossa just smiled, "I have finished everything my king, for now allow me to remain by your side."
Rhein felt her cheek twitched seeing how Testarossa was being rather intimate with their king.
She almost couldn't hold back and blew up the face of the White Primordial with Nuclear Magic.
"Well, I have business with Ultima in awhile." Said Satan as he stood up, "I won't be able to accompany you, however if you so wish you can come with me."
"It would be an honor my king." Testa smiled as she stood behind Satan, before giving a side glance at Rhein and Mizari and smirked smugly.
'You bitch!' Rhein gritted her teeth.
Mizari just sighed, seeing the reaction of her fellow maid. She put a hand on Rhein's shoulder, telling her to calm down.
'Damn that smug cock-sucking whore!' Rhein couldn't help but grumble silently.
She'll make sure to make her pay for this in the future!