Ultimate Being from the Tokonosu City

Chapter 363: Revis wishes to be a dog

"I think that you should let me kill all of them now, Isao-sama." 

"...." 

Isao, who was drinking a coffee, looked at Revis, who dressed like a maid, as she said those words emotionlessly. While this woman was hateful and should be killed, considering how cruel she was, there was no doubt she was beautiful and sexy. 

After her short red hair was trimmed, her lascivious body was washed clean, and more importantly, with her lack of sense of shame, there was no doubt she had become a dark horse among the Hestia Familia. 

Even if she was asked to wear many unique and sexy clothes, she did not hesitate, and she even eagerly jumped onto Isao's bed. 

Still, Hestia forbade her, so Revis didn't do anything, but if Isao asked her, there was no doubt she would jump directly to his bed. 

In Revis' eyes, Isao had become her light, and she wished to give her everything to him since she knew well that as long as she followed him, she would get everything, but if she became his enemy, then she would be trapped inside that dark abyss in silence. 

Being killed wasn't something that she feared, but being contained in the dark, small space for so long without being able to decide her own death was the one that made her fear the most. 

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions. 

If she had to wait for so long, she had to say that she might as well be dead. 

Unfortunately, being weak as she was, she couldn't determine her fate, so in the end, her only option was to follow him, and she didn't regret her decision since following him brought her peace. Not only was she respected, but the food was delicious, her room was comfortable, the bathroom was nice, and many other things. 

If she could have Isao sleep with her, it would have been even better, especially since she often heard how happy Filvis, Daphne, and Cassandra were when they were held by Isao. 

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Still, being a Hestia Familia member, she knew that she had to face Filvis, Daphne, and Cassandra, and she had to admit that she felt a little inferior to them. 

Filvis was obvious since she was the strongest under Isao in the Hestia Familia. As a Level 7, her power was undoubted, and if Revis faced her, then her only destination was death. 

Meanwhile, while Daphne and Cassandra were weaker than her, as they were Level 7, Revis couldn't kill them, as Daphne had the ability to manipulate scent, and Cassandra could even turn invisible. More importantly, those who had the ability to help Isao manage all of the businesses owned by Hestia Familia. 

Facing the three, Revis felt like she needed to show her worth, so she thought of killing all of the Ishtar Familia by herself, showing her worth to Isao; when she could do that, Isao would sleep with her, and by then, she would reach a happy ending. 

Simple and clear. 

Revis had made up her mind about what to do, but Isao stared at this silly woman in silence, wondering whether all of the women in this world had been thinking with their lower bodies. 

Thinking about Ishtar, who wanted to seduce him by using her body, Isao felt helpless. Still, he didn't regret his actions since he knew what to do, and he really felt disgusted by Ishtar, who let any man sleep with her. 

Then, what was the difference between Ishtar and Freya? 

If Isao had to say, it would be a class since Freya only slept with those who were worthy, but then again, she hadn't slept with anyone. 

If he had faced Freya like this before, he wouldn't have slept with her, but now, they had slept, and he even slept with Syr, Freya's disguise, so let's see what this goddess would do. 

Was he more important than others? 

If so, then he would give her a chance, but then again, he wasn't in a hurry since, compared to Freya, there were many women that he should treasure more, especially those who had given their first to him. 

All of them had given him their firsts, and what he would do was not to disappoint them. 

Still, to answer Revis' question, Isao said, "Wait for a while. The War Games are about to start. You can ravage them there." 

"Okay." Revis nodded and knew that she only needed to wait for a while. Still, before that, she wondered whether she could seduce Isao. "Isao-sama, do you need more tea?" 

"Sure." 

When Isao said so, he was dumbfounded when Revis leaned forward, showing her looming whiteness and deep cleavage from the large gap in the upper part of her maid uniform. 

'Huh? She doesn't wear anything under it?' 

He was even more dumbfounded when he saw two cute pink nipples peeking out under her uniform, almost slipping out. 

"....." 

Still, he decided to ignore her since this wasn't the time to think about a perverted matter. 

Nevertheless, watching his eyes that drew toward two round heaviness on her chest, Revis smiled, thinking that the time was almost ripe. At the same time, she had to say, it was fun to play with him, and she wondered why she didn't join his side as soon as possible, but now, it was all good. 

Even if she became his dog, as long as she could be with him, fortunately, Isao didn't have a strange hobby and made her into a maid since instead of putting a collar on her neck, wasn't it better to put a maid uniform on her lascivious body? 

"By the way, Isao-sama, why didn't you just destroy the Ishtar Familia? With your power, even if there aren't any official War Games, you can destroy them as you wish, right?" 

Similar to the Apollo Familia, who could fight those who refused their War Game forcefully, Isao could do the same, but he didn't do it, so why? 

"Well, there is a reason." 

If there was a reason, it was because—

Isao and Revis looked up and saw a crow moving in their direction. On the feet of the crow, there was a letter, and he picked it up and read the letter, which made him smile. 

"Is there any good news, Isao-sama?" Revis asked curiously. 

"It is good news for me, but for others, they might think that it is troublesome." 

Isao stretched his hands and thought that everything had moved in the direction that he wished to be.