The Goddess' Champion

The two of them had a deadlock for a while in which Zamira grieved that she wasn't able to defend herself.

It didn't matter how strong she was, against a magus, it was hopeless.

"No need to get upset cutie, tell me, don't you want to go somewhere later?~"

The woman decided to back off, if they didn't want to come out, she couldn't force them but she also couldn't engage in a fight inside the guild's premises.

'Why is this woman so brazen?' He didn't understand, let alone, according to their standards, shouldn't he be some 'pretty boy' that nobody wants?

"Please, take us to the deeper end." Zamira insisted, she just wanted to get away from this insistent elf lady, to be this insistent and work in the guild, she had enough deterrent to scare her off.

The girl threw Zamira a glare that moved past her to Constantine, considering her options, she led them to the elevator.

"Very well, this way, dear customers~" With the fakest tonality possible, she did her job.

...

They entered it and Constantine marvelled at the futuristic invention, it worked with a magic array apparently and although he wasn't foreign to elevators, he didn't know of one that didn't need some guys pulling from above.

For a while there was an awkward silence until the girl decided to speak, placing her hand on his shoulder with confidence that made him move away, never had he seen a woman this pushy, let alone he didn't know the reason why she's doing it.

As if instinctively his gaze roamed her body, she was wearing a tight suit, curves she didn't have, but he had to admit that she looked charismatic in this outfit.

Alas...

'You're so plain it hurts...' Compared to his bountiful goddess, it was as if the standards had changed.

Her face was stunning, but her body... wasn't a single curve to be seen on this hill.

'She must be a mountain of information if she works for this organisation... but she's too pushy and dominant, difficult to control.' He was already analysing her behaviour and the ways to exploit her, with his current strength, they were quite scarce.

"So… you don't intend to answer me, but can I at least know your name? My name is Ludmilla Zephyr~"

!!!

'S-She has a surname…' Zamira thought in panic.

"Constantine de Castille." He said, smirking; having noticed it too... he had been lucky to have forsaken his surname the moment he arrived in this world, not expecting it to be something so important and distinctive...

'De Castille? he had a surname?' Zamira tried to conceal her reaction to not appear too obvious either.

"I never heard of that clan, are you from some faraway island?~" The girl questioned further, utterly breaching the privacy clause in which a client wasn't obliged to answer.

"Yes, kind of." He took advantage of this and didn't reveal much, only what would be an advantage for him to reveal.

The elevator's door opened and Zamira finally saw a way out of this nightmare, half of it at least.

"It is here, I hope you have a nice exchange~"

That's what she said, but before the elevator closed completely she pulled Constantine back in and Zamira was left outside!

"Hey! Constantine!"

…

Back in the elevator, Constantine found himself pinned to the elevator's wall by a smiling blonde beauty.

"To be a little elf with a noble lady throwing herself at you, you're quite apathetic." She said with twitching eyebrows.

"So what do you want me to do? Lick your feet? it is not happening." Get off me before I cut that slender hand of yours.

One of his hands held the big rock but the other was ready to strike away.

"What I want is to know why is there a hybrid elf without a permission badge so far in this disgusting town~ who allowed you in? Was it that human? Why does she respect you, I'm so curious... humans hate us elves, all of them as if we care what those ants think, right?" She caressed his cheek before being pushed away.

'So she's some racial absolutist?' He theorised.

"Hehe~ Don't you want to become my little pet? I'll treat you well." When she caressed his cheeks saying that, it was his last straw.

"Fuck off! I'm nobody's pet!" The demeanour of an Emperor came out with a vengeance and the woman found herself momentarily frozen.

"…" Being rejected this adamantly by him, her countenance grew irritated, as a noble elf, she could have whoever she wanted and they should be begging, yet this little shit is so stubborn.

"Little Constantine… you don't know what's good for you, I'll wait for you outside..." She growled, it was clear she wouldn't let this matter rest, the more he rejected her, the more she wanted him.

"Let me out, bitch..." He spat by her side, if one thing he doesn't like is insistent women like her, and too far she went indeed.

[It is likely her intentions are ulterior.]

'Oh really? If you don't tell me, I won't notice.'

[Idiot, what I mean is that she doesn't intend for you to be just a pet... it must be some sort of custom of the elves in here.]

...

The elevator door opened again when she pressed a finger and Zamira came rushing inside, checking if Constantine was alright before throwing the smirking woman a glare.

"I will see you soon, Constantine. Don't take too long~" She waved her hand back and forth with a vicious glare.

"See you soon, Ludmilla."

Another day another fight, it hadn't been more than a few days since he arrived and he was already involved in a deathly fight against someone.

When the elevator left, Zamira knew that she had messed up, she brought him to such place where his identity was so easily unveiled with mere glances.

"S-Sorry, I am so sorry!" She apologised right away, it hadn't been her intention.

"Don't worry, Zamira... I'd rather be discovered here than in the middle of the forest." Constantine rubbed her hair with a smile, it wasn't that bad of a situation to be in.

At least here the rules of this 'guild' protected him and gave him enough time to think about what to do next, but if he had been discovered in other circumstances, it could have been a disaster.