A part time Mage and Pretty faced swordsman

Years pass on the castle residence and before anyone could tell ten years have passed. In the time the three adventurers each had trained in their skills and adapted to new ventures in their life for one such adventurer. Kawa began their patrol around the city. While time may have passed the mysterious ninja appears to have not have changed at all. That is until they leap off a building in the mask into a winged monster and takes off gliding across the cityscape. They think of how nice and warm the day is already for that time of year.

Kawa has had years to practice their skills of stealth, spying, and evasion, as well as adding to the already impressive disguise skills. Back a few months ago when Kawa started doing daily patrols like this, they would cause panic across the town of a possible monster attack. But now should people actually see the fast stealth movements of the few that do have the skill to spot Kawa treat it as just a normal event. Some even started to tune their watches and clocks by patrols.

Part of the conditions of Kawa’s actions is to look out for trouble across the kingdom, but today it’s a different kind of trouble to be on the lookout for. And it’s not long till Kawa finds it. Deep in a district of restaurants, one such place is swarmed with women trying to make their way inside.

“Sigh I guess I should report to the boss this is clearly the place. But damn even I didn’t expect this kind of crowd. I just don’t understand why women go crazy over all this.” Kawa quickly leaps down unmasking into a sexy young lady in a skimpy dress. “Even as a sexy young thing myself. I just don’t understand.”

Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, a young Raven-haired lady is up to her ears in women and very few are following the orders of her boss. “Hey if you women are going to be here it’s at least a two-drink minimum!”

“Like hell.” Screams back, one woman.

“I just came here to watch.” Another shout

“I can’t drink. I am underage.” Yet another adds.

“Seriously, normally we hardly get any customers but now this place is swamped and we still can’t get paid.” The young lady sighs.

“Yo! Eve, worry about the bills in a bit. I have table four that needs going out.” Shouts the large man behind the counter.

“The crowd is too big, Sal. I can use my magic to maybe...”

“No! None of your magic. You nearly burned a hole in Mr. Banister last week lighting his candle from across the room.”

“I got it to trust me! I promise.” Eve begins to wave her hands. “Spiraling winds!” Suddenly the trays of food and drink fly upwards and blast the crowd spilling their contents on the crowd.

“Seriously Eve! I am taking that food and the cleaning bills for all those people out of your wages. That brings you to owing me 140 gold lev this month alone. Now get to work filling orders girl!”

“Eh yes, sir. Sorry, sir.”

While a group of women is angry at the young mage/server more of them are far more focused on a pretty young man laughing at a table at the mess. Women swooning over the fire red orange-haired young man’s whose face is boyish yet strong in appearance and flashes a good smile.

“I should come here more often it’s quite entertaining and the food is great too. So, ladies let’s have a little fun I am looking for someone special will any of you fill that bill for me.” The flashy pretty boy says.

“Oh, me I will do anything for you!”

“Don’t listen to her I am a better choice don’t you think!”

“I'm prettier!”

“Please with that horse face, obviously the one he needs is someone like me.”

“Man, I just don’t get what these girls see in this guy.” States Eve filling several mugs with ale.

“His charms not working on you Eve. I would figure you to be just like them.” Sal retorts

“I can’t afford to. Master gone and left me with her debt in this town to work off I can’t afford to be distracted by flashy guys with clearly one or two spells placed on himself to charm women and seduce them. Still don’t you think this crowd is getting out of hand. Shouldn’t the town guard take care of this soon?”

“I hear the guard asked for someone else to come take care of this. Someone good at cleaning messes. But still, I wouldn’t complain if our business stayed like this more often.”

Suddenly there is a loud crash and the crowd begins to go flying outside. “What is going on!” Shouts someone.

“It’s her the Devil maid! She has come here.”

“Damn royals getting in the way.”

Another crash and more people go flying.

“Let me through!” Shouts from the crowd. “I have business with that man!”

“No way she is here for him.”

“I won’t let that Devil take him.”

“Move, move, move!” Shouts a blur bursting through the crowd and the building at the same time forming a new back entrance to the building.

“My restaurant!” Sal shouts at the blur.

Out the rubble pops up the 16-year-old Azulle, now a fully developed young woman with a slender build. Dressed in a cross of a maid uniform and leather armor. With the exception of a solid metal corset. “Eh guess I got carried away sorry about that.”

“Damn it you are a menace to this whole kingdom, Devil maid Azulle Darkholt!”

“I will fix it I swear. Just after I take care of what I came here to do.” Azulle turns and looks at the flashy man who smiles at her.

“You can’t have him.”

“He is our Devil girl!”

“Yeah, you’re a royal go find a prince or something! Leave this one to us.”

“Now, now ladies there is plenty to go around. And I must admit the Devil girl is quite a delicious dish.”

“Like could give a damn about some pretty swordsman like you. I am only here because that perverted brother of mine keeps pestering me to fill our roster with skilled members and I have been told some big shot and he wants me to get you to join our party.”

“Ah, so the great hero of the world has discovered my talents and wishes me to join his party. Very well I will join as long as you agree to be my woman.”

“Look you seem to have this whole thing wrong. I said my brother wants you... but as it comes to the party it’s my call on if you join.”

“Well, then I guess it’s a formality then. Aye, my lovely little maid girl.”

“Yeah, cause now that I see you. I seriously doubt you will work out. Hey sir do you have any tools I will get to work fixing my mess?” The crowd is in shock as Azulle just turns and ignores the flashy smile of the swordsman.

“Oh yeah in the back let me.”

“Don’t you ignore me, maid girl! You may be a royal but you are nothing special.”

“Yeah, how dare you ignore him, you ugly maid.”

“She just as spoiled as the rest of them.”

“Listen maid girl you think your hot stuff then fight me. And when I beat you, you will have to go on a date with me.”

“Man, this guy just doesn’t get it does he.” Azulle rubs her head. “Fine when I beat you, you pay the damages I have on this shop, and even if you don’t beat me. If you at least get a hit on me then maybe... just maybe I will give you the chance to join the prince's crew. Whoever your name is.”

“She doesn’t even know his name!”

“Seriously she is so full of herself!”

The swordsman laughs. “You challenge a man and you don’t even know his name.”

“I challenged him? I thought he challenged me?” Azulle asks Eve.

“He was the one to start it yet. Um though Ms. Devil! Could I bother you to please not make any more of a mess I am already way in debt and I need this job?” Eve pleads.

“Don’t worry. Like I said I will win and this guy will pay. Might as well add your debt to this place on that tab Huh!” Azulle smiles and the swordsman’s smile turns to rage.

“Hey who said you could add someone else’s debt on my tab even when you haven’t fought me yet.” The swordsman pulls out his sword and swings it pointing at Azulle.

Azulle picks up a broom behind the counter. “Hey, owner guy I am borrowing this. I have a mess to clean up.”

“Uh yeah okay.” Sal responded.

Azulle bends down and suddenly bursts in a flash twisting the broom and blasting the swordsman through the crowd of women and into the next building.

“Wow, I figured he would at least try and dodge.”

“How could anyone dodge that you freak girl!”

“Are you insane!”

“Devil woman how dare you to hurt his pretty face!”

“My, my. You really are fitting of your reputation aren’t you.” Says the swordsman getting up from the combination of passed-out people and rubble. The swordsman steps forward and starts a volley of sword strikes that Azulle dances about dodging each strike.

He then drops his blade downward to take a wide swing but Azulle does a quick swing of the broom and smacks the pretty boy swordsman right in the face. Sending him flipping down over her swing. “If you think you are even half as good as the rumors then you would fight seriously because against the Demon Lords army they won’t be swayed by a pretty face and suave charm. It takes guts and a willingness to not hold back!”

“Please as if that freak girl even could face a demon.”

“Man, what a loser she is.”

The swordsman stops his tumble and flips himself up now with fury in his eyes and swings at Azulle but she blocks with the stick end of the broom. “There you go now you’re getting a hang of it.”

“I will beat you girl and when I do, I will date you and you will learn the hard way not to piss me off.”

Azulle laughs and smiles her devilish grin flipping the broom about in her arms and continues to smack away each sword strike from the swordsman. And with each blow, the man’s fury builds in frustration.

“Very well I have tried to go easy on you since you are a beautiful woman. But no more I will use my sword skills on you.” The swordsman runs his hand along his blade and runes glow about it. “Piercing heavens!” The swordsman’s hand moves at a rapid pace as swings change from in front of his body to above Azulle’s without him changing positions. The strikes do prove a challenge to Azulle who dodges most strikes but a few get through and small cuts appear about her uniform.

Azulle grits her teeth and twirls the broom about bouncing off the blows of the attacks and then in a swift movement goes to swing downward but her hands slip and the broom smacks down hard on the groundbreaking. The bristle end bouncing back up and smacking herself in the face.

“Looks like your more show and talk than a skilled fighter girl!” The swordsman pulls the blade to his back. “Too bad the fight ends here, Stunning blow!” The man shouts swinging the blade so hard that the mere wind gust blows some of the debris away with it. But the strike is halted by Azulle with a simple towel.

“Yeah, your right. It is over.” She smiles and the swordsman carries a bit of shock as Azulle flings the sword away but spins and crashes down face first exposing her skirt up showing her butt to her opponent. “Damn it stupid curse!”

All is quiet for a moment and then a chuckle is heard from the swordsman.

“Hey, it’s not funny!” Azulle shouts at the guy.

“I am sorry my lady. You are right it is over. So, I yield. You have taken my weapon from me. And at least I got to see a blessing you hold.”

Azulle was embarrassed getting on her feet. “Hey, I am not done with you pal.”

“Very well then you do wish to date me.”

“N...no! You stupid perverted jerk. Whatever I guess since Gil requested, I add you and you did land a cut on me I guess you can join. But don’t you dare hit on me and quit creating crowds pervy blade!”

“I am at your service my lady. Oh, barkeep...” the two look back at the rubble that was the restaurant which now appears to have a wall or two missing. The swordsman pulls out a small bag and places it on the counter. “I hope that will cover the costs of the repairs!”

“Uh... maybe. I guess the place could have used a redesign.” Sal states with a sad sigh.

“Oh, wait Sal I think I have a spell that can help!” Eve digs through a big bag under the counter. “Let’s see...”

Azulle looks shocked “Huh the waitress is a Mage? I thought all the mages in the kingdom worked at the castle?”

“Might as well go-ahead Eve. Even your messed-up talent can’t do any more damage I think.”

“Binding life wherever your roots grow....”

Azulle pulled out her p-phone and takes a picture of Eve. “Let’s see if she is a mage then p-phone should tell me her skill level. She might be a useful addition.”

“Twist your brethren to my will and gather as I command. Overgrowth!”

Suddenly the ground erupts and all the wooden ruble begins to form roots and branches that quickly intertwine with each other but the spell isn’t stopping at just forming a wall. soon the growth bursts about overtaking other nearby buildings and continues to grow. While walls are formed about the restaurant and other buildings they lift upwards along with the road as a giant hollow tree is formed reshaping the look of the city.

“Okay, now I see why she isn’t a mage of the castle.”

“Damn it, girl, you went too far again. Now customers are going to have to hike to get to my place!” Sal angrily complained.

“At least they can easily find the place, Sal!”

“That is, it! Eve, your fired!”

“No, I need this job ...”

“It’s okay. Eve, was it?” Azulle smiles. “We have been looking for a magic-user for a while so your welcome to try and join as well.”

“Me... j... join the prince’s party. Would I get paid?”

“Umm well, I guess we would have looted from battles and...”

“I will join! At last, no more part-time jobs to pay off all the debts master left in this town.” The mage Eve begins to weep.

Azulle smiles as her phone chimes. “Wow according to this you are one heck of a mage too! You’re adept at all forms of offensive spells. It will be great to have someone more diverse in magic than Gil around.”

“Stop your making me blush! I am not that great and all.” Suddenly a hand is placed on the two girls from the flashy swordsman.

“There now to fight along with two lovely ladies don’t worry girls I will be honored to be your sword.”

“Oh, you’re still here?” Azulle deadpan responses causing the charming swordsman to diminish in his charms. But it halts when a beautiful woman walks up and wraps her arms around him.

“Oh, don’t let her bother you. I just know you will be an amazing great swordsman.”

“Ah another beauty how I...”

“Kawa quit playing with the guy’s ego. And drop the disguise.” The woman pouts and Kawa removes the mask causing the swordsman to grow depressed.

“Awe no fair Zel. How did you even tell it was me?”

“Azulle, guess I am just getting better at picking you out when you aren’t hiding in a crowd. But thanks for finding this guy. We even got a mage to join too.”

“I can’t believe it was just some kid. I am I slipping in my charms?”

“No problem Zel... but don’t you think it’s past time for you to get back. Marril won’t be happy if you shirk your duties even if Gil sent you on this mission.”

“Crap is it that late already! You two show up at the castle tomorrow morning and we will have a party meeting.” Azulle leans in and dashes off as the day fades to evening. Just outside the castle in the bathhouse, Azulle is scrubbing the floor with Francois at her side sliding about leaving a soapy trail.

“So, you finally found two more members to join.”

“Yeah, and just in time. With Gil getting antsy to head out to a proper dungeon next week. We need to test out our skills after our training and now that Dad is finally letting us leave the castle, we can start our journey to kick that jerk Isea’s ass. Of course, you and Noir are joining me on that venture, right?”

“Someone has to look after a careless dolt like yourself. Still don’t you think it would be good to have someone who is better at healing magic than you?”

“Yeah. I guess so but it’s not like someone that can just drop in our laps. We will have to find someone on our journey.” Azulle stops scrubbing and wipes her head. “Well, that is the last of my chores. Now for a much-deserved bath.” Azulle begins to strip her clothes but stops midway and turns to look at the wall.

“Something the matter?”

“Yeah, we aren’t alone.” Azulle throws her broom at a dark spot on the wall when suddenly a welt forms and two figures crash into the bath. “What have I told you two about peeping!”

There floating in the water is an older and slightly fatter Gil along with Noir.

“Seriously Gil. Peeping is one thing but I am your sister you sick jerk.”

“Hey, that gives you no right! I am this kingdom’s future ruler. Hitting me just because I want to see some boobs is no reason for you to hit me! Besides who would want to see an ugly stick like you.”

“I said get out!” Azulle slams the two smashing them through the ceiling and sending them crashing outside the bathhouse.” Somewhere near where the prince and black slime lands a guard gathers them and takes them back to see lady Eris.

“A bit harsh don’t you think!”

“The jerk needs to learn. He wants to be a hero but when it comes down to it he is still that same perverted jerk he always was.” Francois beings to laugh as she slips into the bath. “I swear between Gil, Noir, and that swordsman today I am tired of dealing with men lewding me.”

“You sure have changed, Hideo. Back on earth, you wouldn’t be too far off for you to be just like them.”

“I was nothing like them!”

“If you say so. But while your body has grown stronger over these past ten years. I think you may have grown a bit softer in some areas.”

Azulle continues to strip. “Yeah, these freaking boobs are a pain. Damn how I wish this cursed corset covered them too. It hurts like hell when master hits me there.”

“That isn’t what I mean Eito and you know it.”

“Yeah, whatever Ryoko. Maybe I am just getting used to this different life. It would almost be a peaceful one I could like if it weren’t for the whole god’s sick games with everyone here.” Azulle joins her slimy friend in the water.

“You mentioned that before but the only god you talk about to me was that Isea guy. There are other gods?”

“Hmm maybe I mean there is one but she isn’t really reliable. I mean she was supposed to show up here with me but it’s been sixteen years and where is she. It’s not like she will just come in falling out the...” suddenly a dark figure comes crashing in down on Azulle in the water. “What the hell did I just tell you Gil...” Azulle looks down and sees a strange yet somehow familiar face of the goddess Ori.

“Man, that stings. It’s been a long time since I felt what it was like to have a living form. Maybe my choice on my Endurance stats wasn’t good enough. Gah! I made a grievous mistake maybe I could go back and figure a better configuration and...”

“Ori! You brainless dolt, where have you been!” Azulle shouts.

“Huh, hi ho Mr. Eito... my you have changed more even since we last talked yesterday, I didn’t expect you to have such a lovely cute body ether.”

“That was ten years ago Ori! What have you been doing all this time!”

“Wow, it has been that long. I knew I had a hard time, figuring things out but was it really ten years since I sent you here?”

“No, it’s been sixteen! You took six just to get me a damn tablet.”

“Hmm well, I guess that could be right. Oh well, then I have just one question Mr. Eito....”

“Why are you naked?”

“Learn to read a room, you idiot!”

And so, after sixteen years the reincarnated mobster maid girl and the indecisive goddess are reunited to being their great journey together.