"Interesting. You didn't doubt my words again?"
Cornelia relaxed and smiled: "Devils and such, no matter how legendary, the Holy Britannian Empire couldn't have been completely unaware."
"But if you come from another world, then everything is clear."
Ayato leaned back on the sofa, looking at Cornelia playfully.
'Being able to calm down and analyze the situation so quickly.'
'She was indeed a remarkable person.'
He said: "Since you've chosen to join our side, I trust you have the awareness?"
"Of course."
"Not asking what I want you to do?"
Hearing this, Cornelia's expression was calm, her eyes without any ripple.
Having made her choice, she would have no hesitation.
Even if it meant turning against the Holy Britannian Empire, she would not hesitate.
Having experienced countless battlefields, she knew the rules of war in this world very well.
Euphemia couldn't help saying: "Master, please don't make things difficult for my sister."
CC looked at her somewhat strangely.
'Was this naive princess really sisters with this Cornelia?'
'The difference was too great.'
Ayato said: "Since you have such awareness, I won't stand on ceremony."
"If you want to completely join our side, become a Devil. Then, like Euphemia, everything will belong to me."
Hearing this, Cornelia was slightly stunned, then smiled.
"Then, from now on, I belong to you."
Her words had not a trace of hesitation or doubt.
After all, her sister was in Ayato's hands.
Because of her sister, she was bound to participate in his actions.
In that case, any hesitation or doubt was meaningless.
And to some extent, this was also a good thing.
Becoming a Devil should mean becoming his core.
Then, even if the worst outcome occurred, she believed she wouldn't be abandoned.
She could still live with her sister.
"I like your decisiveness."
Ayato's gaze was deep as he looked at Cornelia: "I believe you won't regret your choice."
With that, the Evil Piece appeared in his hand.
Cornelia was stunned, then said instinctively: "Chess? What use is it?"
Euphemia explained: "Sister, just put this piece into your body, and you can become Master's servant."
"I see."
Cornelia understood.
Although Devils and chess felt a bit strange...
Since her sister said so, she chose to trust.
After looking at it for a moment, Cornelia said: "So, how do I put this piece into my body?"
Her words were somewhat strange.
Putting it in... seemed a bit difficult.
"Sister, let me help you."
"Alright, I'll leave it to you."
"Wait, Euphemia, why are you taking off my jacket?"
"This is the normal procedure. I went through it too."
Cornelia's face turned red, glaring at Ayato: "You pervert, what did you do to Euphemia?"
Ayato: "..."
'Wasn't this woman quite calm?'
'Why did she become like this when it involved Euphemia?'
'Sis-cons... were indeed not to be underestimated.'
But despite thinking this, his eyes were wide open.
It had to be said… very nice.
But soon,
With Euphemia's explanation, Cornelia calmed down and said: "Please forgive my rudeness. Continue."
"Alright!"
Ayato didn't stand on ceremony either. He took out the Evil Piece and pressed it down.
"Hiss!"
The cold touch made Cornelia frown slightly.
But her gaze was fixed, watching the piece slowly sink into her body.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Cornelia covered her heart, feeling it pound violently.
'It seemed... something was changing?'
Her eyes gradually widened.
'I... was growing stronger.'
Before long.
The reincarnation magic circle had disappeared.
Cornelia stood up, her body leaping, leaving afterimages in the living room.
'Such was the power of a Devil. How terrifying?'
Returning to her original spot, Cornelia knew she was no longer human.
Feeling the itch in her back and tailbone,
With a thought, her wings and tail burst out.
Feeling them, she knew they're like an extension of her own limbs.
Such feeling was wonderful.
"Sister, mind yourself."
Seeing her sister's movements were too large, her undergarments beginning to slide down, Euphemia quickly came over with her jacket.
"Oh no."
Cornelia's pretty face flushed, quickly taking the jacket and beginning to fumble awkwardly to tidy up.
Although called the Goddess of Victory...
This was the first time she had appeared like this before a man.
Her heart was inevitably flustered.
Seeing this, a look of disappointment flashed in Ayato's eyes, but then he smiled.
'It didn't matter.'
'She belonged to me anyway'.
'When the time came, I could look however I wanted.'
"Haah!"
Taking a deep breath, Cornelia, having regained her composure, quickly got into her role and said:
"Master, what should we do next? I'm sure Britannia will act soon."
"Although I have confidence in controlling my army, it's still not enough compared to Britannia."
She knew very well.
In war, one move affects the whole.
Besides the army, everything else was interconnected.
One misstep, and without even fighting, the whole thing could collapse.
Not to mention, they currently only had the small area of Area 11.
"Don't worry. Everything will be fine. I have many capable servants."
Ayato clapped his hands, and the light of a magic circle flashed in the living room.
The next moment,
One graceful figure after another slowly emerged from the magic circle.
"Servants?"
Looking at this array of beautiful women, Cornelia's eyelids twitched. She couldn't help complaining: "This is simply a harem."
"That's right."
CC smiled from the side: "After all, our Ayato-sama has never denied being a lecher."
"..."
Cornelia fell silent.
'Had I and Euphemia walked right into the lion's den?'