Azulle bends down and suddenly bursts in a flash twisting the broom and blasting the swordsman through the crowd of women and into the next building.

“Wow, I figured he would at least try and dodge.”

“How could anyone dodge that you freak girl!”

“Are you insane!”

“Devil woman how dare you hurt, his pretty face!”

“My, my. You really are fitting of your reputation aren’t you.” Says the swordsman getting up from the combination of passed-out people and rubble. The swordsman steps forward and starts a volley of sword strikes that Azulle dances about dodging each strike.

He then drops his blade downward to take a wide swing but Azulle does a quick swing of the broom and smacks the pretty boy swordsman right in the face. Sending him flipping down over her swing. “If you think you are even half as good as the rumors then you would fight seriously because against the Demon Lords army they won’t be swayed by a pretty face and suave charm. It takes guts and a willingness to not hold back!”

“Please as if that freak girl even could face a demon.”

“Man, what a loser she is.”

The swordsman stops his tumble and flips himself up now with fury in his eyes and swings at Azulle but she blocks with the stick end of the broom. “There you go now you’re getting a hang of it.”

“I will beat you girl and when I do, I will date you and you will learn the hard way not to piss me off.”

Azulle laughs and smiles her devilish grin flipping the broom about in her arms and continues to smack away each sword strike from the swordsman. And with each blow, the man’s fury builds in frustration.

“Very well I have tried to go easy on you since you are a beautiful woman. But no more I will use my sword skills on you.” The swordsman runs his hand along his blade and runes glow about it. “Piercing heavens!” The swordsman’s hand moves at a rapid pace as swings change from in front of his body to above Azulle’s without him changing positions. The strikes do prove a challenge to Azulle who dodges most strikes but a few get through and small cuts appear about her uniform.

Azulle grits her teeth and twirls the broom about bouncing off the blows of the attacks and then in a swift movement goes to swing downward but her hands slip and the broom smacks down hard on the groundbreaking. The bristle end bouncing back up and smacking herself in the face.

“Looks like your more show and talk than a skilled fighter girl!” The swordsman pulls the blade to his back. “Too bad the fight ends here, Stunning blow!” The man shouts swinging the blade so hard that the mere wind gust blows some of the debris away with it. But the strike is halted by Azulle with a simple towel.

“Yeah, your right. It is over.” She smiles and the swordsman carries a bit of shock as Azulle flings the sword away but spins and crashes down face first exposing her skirt up showing her butt to her opponent. “Damn it stupid curse!”

All is quiet for a moment and then a chuckle is heard from the swordsman.

“Hey, it’s not funny!” Azulle shouts at the guy.

“I am sorry my lady. You are right it is over. So, I yield. You have taken my weapon from me. And at least I got to see a blessing you hold.”

Azulle embarrassed getting on her feet. “Hey, I am not done with you pal.”

“Very well then you do wish to date me.”

“N...no! You stupid perverted jerk. Whatever I guess since Gil requested, I add you and you did land a cut on me I guess you can join. But don’t you dare hit on me and quit creating crowds pervy blade!”

“I am at your service my lady. Oh, barkeep...” the two look back at the rubble that was the restaurant which now appears to have a wall or two missing. The swordsman pulls out a small bag and places it on the counter. “I hope that will cover the costs of the repairs!”

“Uh... maybe. I guess the place could have used a redesign.” Sal states with a sad sigh.

“Oh, wait Sal I think I have a spell that can help!” Eve digs through a big bag under the counter. “Let’s see...”

Azulle looks shocked “Huh the waitress is a Mage? I thought all the mages in the kingdom worked at the castle?”

“Might as well go-ahead Eve. Even your messed up talent can’t do any more damage I think.”

“Binding life wherever your roots grow....”

Azulle pulled out her p-phone and takes a picture of Eve. “Let’s see if she is a mage then p-phone should tell me her skill level. She might be a useful addition.”

“Twist your brethren to my will and gather as I command. Overgrowth!”

Suddenly the ground erupts and all the wooden ruble begins to form roots and branches that quickly intertwine with each other but the spell isn’t stopping at just forming a wall. soon the growth bursts about overtaking other nearby buildings and continues to grow. While walls are formed about the restaurant and other buildings they lift upwards along with the road as a giant hollow tree is formed reshaping the look of the city.

“Okay, now I see why she isn’t a mage of the castle.”

“Damn it, girl, you went too far again. Now customers are going to have to hike to get to my place!” Sal angrily complained.

“At least they can easily find the place, Sal!”

“That is, it! Eve, your fired!”

“No, I need this job ...”

“It’s okay. Eve, was it?” Azulle smiles. “We have been looking for a magic-user for a while so your welcome to try and join as well.”

“Me... j... join the prince’s party. Would I get paid?”

“Umm well, I guess we would have loot from battles and...”

“I will join! At last, no more part-time jobs to pay off all the debts master left in this town.” The mage Eve begins to weep.

Azulle smiles as her phone chimes. “Wow according to this you are one heck of a mage too! You’re adapt at all forms of offensive spells. It will be great to have someone more diverse in magic than Gil around.”

“Stop your making me blush! I am not that great and all.” Suddenly a hand is placed on the two girls from the flashy swordsman.

“There now to fight along with two lovely ladies don’t worry girls I will be honored to be your sword.”

“Oh, you’re still here?” Azulle deadpan responses causing the charming swordsman to diminish in his charms. But it halts when a beautiful woman walks up and wraps her arms around him.

“Oh, don’t let her bother you. I just know you will be an amazing great swordsman.”

“Ah another beauty how I...”

“Kawa quit playing with the guy’s ego. And drop the disguise.” The woman pouts and Kawa removes the mask causing the swordsman to grow depressed.

“Awe no fair Zel. How did you even tell it was me?”

“Azulle, guess I am just getting better at picking you out when you aren’t hiding in a crowd. But thanks for finding this guy. We even got a mage to join too.”

“I can’t believe it was just some kid. I am I slipping in my charms?”

“No problem Zel... but don’t you think it’s past time for you to get back. Marril won’t be happy if you shirk your duties even if Gil sent you on this mission.”

“Crap is it that late already! You two show up at the castle tomorrow morning and we will have a party meeting.” Azulle leans in and dashes off as the day fades to evening. Just outside the castle in the bathhouse, Azulle is scrubbing the floor with Francois at her side sliding about leaving a soapy trail.

“So, you finally found two more members to join.”

“Yeah, and just in time. With Gil getting antsy to head out to a proper dungeon next week. We need to test out our skills after our training and now that Dad is finally letting us leave the castle, we can start our journey to kick that jerk Isea’s ass. Of course, you and Noir are joining me on that venture, right?”

“Someone has to look after a careless dolt like yourself. Still don’t you think it would be good to have someone who is better at healing magic than you?”

“Yeah. I guess so but it’s not like someone that can just drop in our laps. We will have to find someone on our journey.” Azulle stops scrubbing and wipes her head. “Well, that is the last of my chores. Now for a much-deserved bath.” Azulle begins to strip her clothes but stops midway and turns to look at the wall.

“Something the matter?”

“Yeah, we aren’t alone.” Azulle throws her broom at a dark spot on the wall when suddenly a welt forms and two figures crash into the bath. “What have I told you two about peeping!”

There floating in the water is an older and slightly fatter Gil along with Noir.

“Seriously Gil. Peeping is one thing but I am your sister you sick jerk.”

“Hey, that gives you no right! I am this kingdom’s future ruler. Hitting me just because I want to see some boobs is no reason for you to hit me! Besides who would want to see an ugly stick like you.”

“I said get out!” Azulle slams the two smashing them through the ceiling and sending them crashing outside the bathhouse.” Somewhere near where the prince and black slime lands a guard gathers them and takes them back to see lady Eris.

“A bit harsh don’t you think!”

“The jerk needs to learn. He wants to be a hero but when it comes down to it he is still that same perverted jerk he always was.” Francois beings to laugh as she slips into the bath. “I swear between Gil, Noir, and that swordsman today I am tired of dealing with men lewding me.”

“You sure have changed, Hideo. Back on earth, you wouldn’t be too far off for you to be just like them.”

“I was nothing like them!”

“If you say so. But while your body has grown stronger over these past ten years. I think you may have grown a bit softer in some areas.”

Azulle continues to strip. “Yeah, these freaking boobs are a pain. Damn how I wish this cursed corset covered them too. It hurts like hell when master hits me there.”

“That isn’t what I mean Eito and you know it.”

“Yeah, whatever Ryoko. Maybe I am just getting use to this different life. It would almost be a peaceful one I could like if it weren’t for the whole god’s sick games with everyone here.” Azulle joins her slimy friend in the water.

“You mentioned that before but the only god you talk about to me was that Isea guy. There are other gods?”

“Hmm maybe I mean there is one but she isn’t really reliable. I mean she was supposed to show up here with me but it’s been sixteen years and where is she. It’s not like she will just come in falling out the...” suddenly a dark figure comes crashing in down on Azulle in the water. “What the hell did I just tell you, Gil...” Azulle looks down and sees a strange yet somehow familiar face of the goddess Ori.

“Man, that stings. It’s been a long time since I felt what it was like to have a living form. Maybe my choice on my Endurance stats wasn’t good enough. Gah! I made a grievous mistake maybe I could go back and figure a better configuration and...”

“Ori! You brainless dolt, where have you been!” Azulle shouts.

“Huh, hi ho Mr. Eito... my you have changed more even since we last talked yesterday, I didn’t expect you to have such a lovely cute body ether.”

“That was ten years ago Ori! What have you been doing all this time!”

“Wow, it has been that long. I knew I had a hard time, figuring things out but was it really ten years since I sent you here?”

“No, it’s been sixteen! You took six just to get me a damn tablet.”

“Hmm well, I guess that could be right. Oh well, then I have just one question Mr. Eito....”

“Why are you naked?”

“Learn to read a room, you idiot!”

And so, after sixteen years the reincarnated mobster maid girl and the indecisive goddess are reunited to being their great journey together.