Limitless The Strongest Revenant

"Of course it is, my lord!"

"FUCKING AWESOME! WELL DONE, YOU FUCKING BALD GANGSTER BASTARD! FROM NOW ON I WILL CALL YOU GUN SANTA!"

Despite my screaming at the top of my lungs, Vincent remained professional and smiled.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas, my lord!"

At that moment the girls returned through the {Portal} with Isolde and Angela.

Unlike their earlier appearance, they were now presentable and dressed in fancy clothes.

"Damn Hefe, I knew you liked guns, but hell, aren't you a little too happy?"

"Ami looks like an idiot, why is he so happy, Tristan? Is it those cars?"

"Sugar, it's hard to explain, but basically these are why your motherland lost the war."

"We lost a war? When? How? I could crush these under my foot."

"Mike, please don't answer her. I can't have a Wyvern going crazy."

"Lizard, have you ever heard of Hitler?"

"De, I haven't. Should I?"

"Na, sugar, you really don't."

"How did this happen anyway? Didn't you go to Earth during the world wars?"

"When was that? I slept for a long time after Tristan died. I've been asleep since... when was it?... I think 1173?"

"...." X4

As I ignored the peanut gallery and their discussion, the Sirens naturally felt my happiness from our connection.

"Beloved, your happiness is so radiant."

"It seems I need to start learning about military weapons. How can I buy one of these?"

"You can't really, princess. Seppos have a tight grip on these fucking things, the paperwork alone is a fucking nightmare, and you even have to worry about bugs and shit."

"Darling! You want one made in Italy? I can get you a Freccia!"

"Oy, nutjob. Aren't you being hunted? How are you going to steal an Italian IFV? Besides, Honey probably likes American. But this would surely increase our firepower a lot."

"Jo, I am telling you now. You are NOT allowed to steal, borrow or order the Americans to give you military hardware. Husband is already very happy just with this Bradley. So absolutely behave, okay?"

"Although, it would probably be a race to see who could give Shujin an Abrams. Whoever did that would definitely get his love and support."

Amused by their words, I turned to Bella while speaking through our link.

'Honey, I'm entrusting this to you. I want everyone to create a save point inside the Bradley. If we fight in the future, I want you to protect our spawn location.'

'I understand, Mr. Code. If you said it was because I was made of glass, I would have beaten you.'

'Bella, you are our tactician. Your safety is of the utmost importance. And you are vulnerable while you command everyone. This would at least ensure that you are protected by armor. And it will also serve as our fallback point when we join the assault teams.'

The Sirens all expressed their appreciation for having a mobile save point. It was one of the pleasant surprises when I checked my own {Fate}.

After evolving into a Phantom, {Save} was no longer tied to a point in space. It could now be on an object or person if I wanted.

So if before I would return to the air when I saved on a destroyed building, now it would be on the tile I was standing on. I could even use {Save} on a person and return to them whenever I wanted.

'Also, having a car with some living space gives us a portable motel. That way, even in battle, we can restore our chi with bodily fluids,' I let slip.

'My love...that's...' 'Good idea, Dearest, we can even role play.' 'Possum, get your brain out of your dick!' 'Darling, that is so erotic...' 'Restoring chi? You think you're a cultivator, Mr. Code?' 'Husband, lewd...' 'Shujin, I volunteer!'

Unable to keep a straight face, I asked Vincent a question while chuckling.

"How did you manage to get this?"

"It was a very laborious process. But we basically built it in secret from spare parts. We paid the manufacturers of the components and hired the people to work on them in an inconspicuous way. We were found out, so we couldn't build any more."

"I see, okay, thank you Vincent, I like your gift. What can I do for you in return?"

'Honey, I am not sure if you know this yet, but the Ten Graves have some complaints against the Deryck family. Basically, they are trying to encroach on Reaper matters even as humans.'

'I am Mrs. Code. But as much as I respect the Ten Graves, Hellsend is a meritocracy. I will allow the best people to do the jobs I need them to do. If they cannot keep up, then I have no need for them. '

'What about us then, Possum? What happens when we can no longer fight for you?'

'If that time ever comes, your job will be to be loved by me, Kitten. No matter how hurt or broken you all get. I will never allow anyone to take you from me. I have placed the Sirens at the pinnacle of merit in my books. So you have earned everything from me just by existing,' I replied truthfully.

'Anata, you will drive us crazy from pure affection if you continue to say such things.'

'Darling... what do I do... I want to have sex with you right now...'

'Dear, please have some mercy, my heart is already full.'

'Beloved, your feelings of love are something I cannot fathom. Please never look at anyone else. '

'Husband...Everyone, let us steal an Abrams....'

'Okay, where is the closest one? We have to get it before Possum's birthday ends.'

'Found one, let's go...Honey, we take our leave.'

"Hahahahahah!"

Hearing the madness of my harem, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. This warmth and closeness I share with all of them brought me great joy and peace. We were just being silly, but somehow I felt extremely content.

The Sirens and I continued to loop between happiness and bliss. It was addictive like a drug. Unlike lust, it was something much more profound. And when I imagined that this would be our forever, I was overjoyed.

"My Lord?"

"Ah, sorry Vincent. I just heard something funny. Can we leave the vehicles here for now? I haven't been able to set up the 24th floor yet."

"Of course not, my lord, these hangars belong to the Derycks, we just bought them last week. We can keep them here as long as you like."

"Ah right, I haven't heard what you wish for yet. Tell me what you want, Vincent. For your service to me, I want to show you how much I appreciate your work as my adjutant."

The large man paused for a moment before speaking. Considering how Vincent was, this request would probably be something that would help him or his family.

People like him were among those I respected, so I wanted to fulfill his request if I could.

"My lord, I have only one request, please accept Alice Gertude as your vassal."

"..."

Surprised by his words, even the girls fell silent.

"Why? She is not related to the Derycks. And considering her last name, she must be related to Raymond, right?"

"She is, lady Alice is lord Raymond's daughter."

"The one you told me was created by his pain staking efforts?"

"Yes," Vincent replied curtly.

I somehow sensed that Vincent was unnaturally attached to Raymond's daughter.

"But then the young miss, a teenager barely twenty, pushed the demon back with her powers. I was beside myself. How could someone so small have so much power? It was then that I learned she was a descendant. A weapon born of Reapers."

" Correct, the young lady was treated as if she didn't exist. While everything was provided for her body to grow, her life was hardly what one would call happy."

"The young lady committed suicide at the age of fourteen. Having been neglected by her father and shunned by her mother, the young miss lost her will to endure."