Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 939

The Blood Clan Princess's Dream (Continued)

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His appearance had not changed much, but for some reason, he now gave off a feeling somewhat like Kalki. The war god sat at the dining table and greeted the head maid, who was unprecedentedly late.

"I'm terribly sorry, Master."

Leticia, perhaps too immersed in an excessively beautiful dream and subconsciously unwilling to wake up just like that, apologized to her master with a guilty expression.

"I never thought Leticia would be late too."

Pest looked at the vampire who had always appeared before the public as the perfect head maid and muttered softly.

"And she slept straight through until the afternoon."

The vampire girl, whose hearing was exceptionally sharp, raised her head and stared expressionlessly at the Black Death God of Death who had been muttering under her breath.

Though her spiritual rank was far stronger than Leticia's current one, the God of Death girl's heart trembled, and she shuddered like a mouse being watched by a large cat.

"All right, don't scare little Pest."

The war god, who felt that Pest was simply utterly countered by Leticia, spoke to the vampire princess.

"As you command, my master."

The vampire, who indeed seemed to have been bullying a certain rookie Demon King, nodded and shifted her gaze away from Pest.

"All right, now that everyone's here, I'll announce what we'll be discussing today."

Not long ago, the youth had thrown all three problem children into the No Game No Life world. Afterward, he had awakened the Strongest Steel known as Rama, obtaining the seventh seat of Avatāra and the spiritual rank at the center of the Indian Divine Pantheon. He asked his maids,

"Do any of you have wishes you desperately want to fulfill?"

Leticia froze slightly. She did not quite understand what her master meant by bringing this

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