Chapter 51: The Abyss Monarch’s First Combat Maid Squad

Somewhere on the Continent.

A dark, towering temple. Massive obsidian pillars stood on both sides, forming a long, oppressive corridor.

Freya, the Thorn Witch, gritted her teeth. She dragged her exhausted body forward, step by step, toward the central hall.

"Freya. You failed."

A female voice devoid of emotion echoed. On the highest platform in the center, a woman wrapped in a pitch-black cloak stood there, looking down at Freya indifferently.

"Do you know how much energy we expended for this opportunity?"

"To divert Winterspring's attention, we exposed the Ancient Elf Ruins. To prevent other High-Tier entities from noticing this operation, we sacrificed countless manpower and resources at the border!"

"Do you understand?"

Freya lowered her head, trembling. She didn't dare to say a word.

Everything was going according to plan. Use the ruins in the West to distract Winterspring. Create chaos at the border to draw away the Kingdom's forces. Summon the Blood Lord to Moon Orchid City.

They were just one step away. The Blood Lord was supposed to retrieve the Violet Monarch's Half-Divinity. Once he returned to the Abyss with it, their ambushing forces would steal it from him.

It was all to wake the Abyss Monarch from his endless slumber.

But... the plan failed.

Freya bit her lip until it bled. Her eyes were full of hatred. "Bishop... It was my dereliction of duty. But I really didn't expect... there was an entity of that level hiding in Moon Orchid City..."

"Even the Blood Lord wasn't his match. I... I..."

She felt bitter and powerless. Just a little bit more. His Majesty, the Great Demon Monarch they served, could have reappeared... Since it was a fellow Demigod's Divinity, His Majesty would have been very pleased...

Sigh. A long sigh echoed.

On the platform, the woman slowly removed her hood, revealing long pointed ears and flowing silver hair. [ Race: High Elf (Fallen) ]

She turned around, looking up at the tall, gloomy statue behind her with reverence.

The statue depicted a man in bone armor, holding a giant sword, sitting on a throne. His eyes were closed. His face under the helm was void. Massive demon wings spread behind him, representing infinite power. Just looking at the statue made one want to kneel in worship.

This was the Head of the Ten Great Demon Monarchs of the Abyss. The Foundation of Hell. The Fallen Angel. The First Demon King to unify the entire Abyss.

【 Lucifer · Lynn 】

Looking at the name carved in Abyssal Runes under the statue... The Silver-Haired Witch took a deep breath. Her red eyes flashed with nostalgia.

In front of her. On the altar table, several books representing their ancient inheritance were displayed.

《 The Millennial History of His Majesty's Maid Squad 》 《 Daily Precautions for Serving Lord Lucifer 》 《 Strict Selection Criteria & Moral Education for Maids (Start Young!) 》 《 Secret Guide: Correct Postures to be Pushed Down by the Domineering Demon King (Uncensored) 》

Swish. The Silver-Haired Witch quickly and discreetly hid the last book under her robes. [ Skill: Sleight of Hand (Grandmaster) ]

Maintaining her dignified expression, she turned her red eyes to Freya.

"What happened in Moon Orchid City isn't entirely your fault. But Freya, I hope you haven't forgotten the original intention of our Cult."

Freya trembled. "Yes, Commander."

The Silver-Haired Witch looked down at her. "Tell me, what are we?"

Freya raised her head, standing as straight as possible. She gritted her teeth.

"We are Lord Lucifer's most loyal Maids! We are His Majesty's left and right hands! We are the Strongest Combat Maid Squad serving the First Monarch of the Abyss!"

The Silver-Haired Witch nodded solemnly.

"Correct. You must remember. No matter where we are, no matter our cover identity, we are Lord Lucifer's most loyal maids!"

"Although Lord Lucifer has slept for a thousand years, as long as we exist, we will not allow anyone to challenge His Majesty's majesty!"

"WHAT IS OUR SLOGAN?!" The Silver-Haired Witch shouted sternly.

Around the high platform, other witches removed their hoods. Their eyes burned with fanaticism. They shouted in unison:

"SERVE LORD LUCIFER FOREVER!!"

The Silver-Haired Witch nodded, satisfied. Her eyes softened.

To the world, they were the Abyss Cult, spreading fear across the continent. But only the core members knew. Their true identity was Lord Lucifer's First Combat Maid Squad. Also known as: The Demon King's Personal Maids & Harem Reserve Army.

Her eyes shimmered with memories.

She remembered vaguely. More than a thousand years ago, she was a starving, skeletal elf child lost in the Abyss. If she hadn't met the Great Lord Lucifer, she would have died at the hands of chaotic demons.

She remembered. His Majesty liked to sit on his throne, thinking deeply, looking at the endless sky with indifferent eyes. That lonely and melancholic temperament... she couldn't forget it even now.

She remembered. The Demon Monarch loved a mortal fruit called "Strawberries." In his spare time, he would sit in his study, quietly enjoying them, while she and the other little maids stood respectfully by his side...

What a warm, tear-jerking time that was.

She turned her head. Looking at the "Strawberry Statue" worshipped as a totem nearby, her eyes burned with fervor.

She remembered. When she first joined the Maid Squad, she was responsible for cutting His Majesty's nails. Once, she was clumsy and cut one too short. She was terrified, thinking she would be punished...

But His Majesty just patted her head gently. "It's okay. Take your time."

Thinking of this, her eyes became wet. What a gentle voice... Showing such a gentle expression to a humble, weak elf like me...

From that moment on, she swore to serve Lord Lucifer forever. To become his personal maid. If possible, to dedicate her body...

So, she started learning various "Postures" since she was a Loli...

But who could have guessed... A thousand years ago, during the war between the Violet Monarch and the Gods in the main world, His Majesty suddenly fell into a slumber. And he hadn't woken up since...

The most painful thing in the world is learning all the skills but having no Player Two to use them on...

She took a deep breath, wiping a tear of grief from her eye.

After a long time. She regained her solemn image. She turned and looked down at Freya.

"Freya. Although this failure isn't entirely your fault, you cannot escape responsibility!"

"In the name of the Commander of Lord Lucifer's First Combat Maid Squad, I temporarily relieve you of your duties as Deputy Commander of the Reserve Squad." "Go clean the toilets in His Majesty's Demon Palace for a month! Do you hear me?!"

Freya trembled, tears in her eyes. "Commander... I... I..."

The Silver-Haired Witch said indifferently, "You should know. The members of the First Maid Squad are elites among elites. We are His Majesty's Harem Reserve. We must be top-tier in both appearance and ability."

"Since you failed, you must obey the organization's arrangement! Understood?!"

Freya gritted her teeth. "Yes! Commander! For His Majesty's Glory!!"

[ Meanwhile: Winterspring ]

Inside the Mage Tower.

Nanako’s face was flush red. One hand grabbed her twin-tails. The other hand pressed on the buttons of her shirt, trembling.

"Dis... Disciple... do... do we really have to do this?..."

"It... It will hurt..."

Abandoned

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