“Thank you for entrusting the city's construction to our Giabella Construction Company!” Noir said with a bow.1

Dozens of demonfolk were lined up behind Noir, who was wearing a hard hat over a suit.2

With Noir’s employees consisting of many different races of demonfolk, each with their distinct differences, the group of demonfolk was displaying a great array of different appearances. Among their number were a few succubi like Noir and also quite a few Daemons, the most common race of demonfolk. The giants stood out from the rest with their huge bodies, and there were even a few demonfolk with multiple pairs of arms.0

They were all part of the executive staff of Giabella Construction, and just like Noir, they were dressed in hard hats and suits, with the words “Giabella Construction” printed across each of their hard hats.0

“Now then,” Noir said, holding her arms up high.0

At this gesture, the eyes of everyone attending the Inauguration Ceremony were drawn upwards.0

A huge curtain was hanging behind Noir and her executives.0

Noir savored the attention of each and every gaze that was fixed on the curtain behind her and announced with a bright smile, “Allow me to reveal the Lionheart’s new mansion!”0

Swiiiish!0

As the curtain drew back, a large mansion was revealed.0

Pampababam, pampababam, pampampampam!0

Boom, boom, boom, boom!0

Fireworks soared into the sky amidst the loud fanfare before erupting in a colorful and flowery display that covered the clear, blue sky. Eugene and the rest of the main family had already seen the mansion several times while they were inspecting the construction, but not everyone who was attending the Inauguration Ceremony had seen the mansion before. There was an extended cry of amazement at the beauty and grandeur of the stately mansion. 5

The previous Lionheart mansion had already been beautiful enough to rival any mansions belonging to the noble families on the continent, but this new Lionheart mansion was literally on a different level. Even the Emperor of Kiehl, who owned several castles, was so shocked that his jaw dropped open speechlessly.1

Of course, the mansion wasn’t as tall or as large as a castle or palace. This had been done because if one counted all of the main family members who regularly lived at the main estate, that number didn’t even add up to ten people. Even if one included the butlers and servants, the mansion was still only ever meant to house a few dozen.0

However, the size didn’t matter, as the finished mansion as a whole looked like a work of art. No, in fact, all of the sculptures decorating the mansion were actually works of art renowned all across the continent.0

“Well then, where should I start with my introductions? If I were to explain the artistic intentions and origins of all my favorite features, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that I could keep talking about them for weeks. Or are you all perhaps curious about the functional features? The outdoor swimming pool perfectly replicates the beaches of Sernia Island, the most beautiful holiday resort in the whole continent; the open-air bath was inspired by the Livar Hot Springs, a famous attraction in Ruhr, and….” Noir began to deliver a long explanation.0

The dozens of guests invited to the Inauguration Ceremony were guided through the grounds of the mansion as they listened to Noir’s explanation. 0

But the outer appearance of the mansion wasn’t the only noteworthy thing here. There was also the carefully landscaped forest growing around it. Behind the mansion, the saplings of the World Tree stood tall, as if they were standing guard, and they were surrounded by the other fairy trees, each of which was several times more valuable than their same weight in mithril. The guests could feel the perfect harmony that had been cultivated between the forest and the mansion.0

As Vermouth stood there silently, someone approached his side and said, “This took me a lot of hard work.”0

It was the White Tower Master, Melkith El-Hayah. The moment she approached him, Vermouth unconsciously took a few steps to the side to distance himself from Melkith.2

The impression that Melkith had left on him from their first meeting had been ingrained deeply into Vermouth. This was the Spirit Summoner who had chased after them while screaming when they had left the battlefield. The one who Sienna had cast a spell at and sent falling without any hesitation or mercy. At the time, he couldn’t understand why she would do such a thing, but now….0

During the time he spent at the main estate, Vermouth had come to know exactly what kind of person Melkith El-Hayah was. She might be similar to Carmen in a way, but at her core, she was far more insane.0

“Phew…,” Melkith pursed her lips and blew a kiss at him.1

The sweetly scented breath that she exhaled should have been too far away to reach Vermouth, but the wind spirit that was summoned by her will carried her breath over to him.1

Whooosh….0

Her breath, now reinforced by the wind, tickled Vermouth’s ear. For Melkith, who held contracts with four Spirit Kings...1