Signing

I signed the contract.

Sylphid was next, putting her signature down with no hesitation.

Femto had already added her name, so with that the contract was sealed.

My fate was sealed.

Sylphid gave me a gentle pat on the back. “No turning back now, Handsome. Let’s give this our all.”

"That’s the spirit!", Femto was clearly the most pleased in the room. "It is now...11:43, still got a few minutes but, Sylphid, mind if we get right to it anyways?

"L-Lady Sylphid..."

"Sure!", Sylphid laughed, not worried in the slightest. "Do we need to have sex or something?”

"Nah, just hold still." Femto put her hand on Sylphid’s chest. “Ready?”

“Ugh, lame”, Sylphid pouted.

It was much less grandiose then when Beatrice lost her magic. In fact it was even hard to tell that something was happening unless you paid close attention. I noticed it though. The energy and Sylphid’s general posture slowly changing.

"Hm", was the reaction Sylphid gave after the procedure was completed. "You were not kidding, I do feel pretty weak now.”

“Lady Sylphid...ya...ya ought to lay down for a bit.“ Fisti suggested, staring at her idol with worry. I certainly shared the sentiment.

"Nah." Sylphid grinned and did a bit of shadowboxing. "Nothing I can't handle. I need to find out my new limits and all that. Should be a fun handicap!”

In the span of one day, Sylphid became a ****, lost her friend, the majority of her strength and is faced with her imminent doom. And yet, the martial artist was as chipper as ever.

With a laugh Sylphid slapped me on the back. “Come on, Handsome, stop that gloomy face! You have it way worse then me!”

That doesn’t exactly cheer me up.

Femto meanwhile whistled. "So, uhh...guys, I don’t want to steal your thunder or anything buuuut…” She took a deep breath. “Oh wow this is kinda hard to...whew! Whelp, I just come out and say it: You are looking at a brand spanking new Rank 3 Devil!!!!!!”

...

All of us could only stare blankly at Femto, except Sylphid who applauded loudly. “Woo! Rank Three! You go girl!...what’s rank three?”

Femto grinned giddily "Think of it as climbing the corporate ladder. I’m now no longer middle management but part of the board. Pretty much nobility. Well technically, I already was nobility at Rank 4, but you know that’s the lame part of nobility like Baron’s and stuff. Now I’m living it up with the cool kids, the Count and Dukes. I’m even getting some land to govern. Pretty swanky, eh?”

"Like we care!", Sanakia finally exploded. "Spare us your gloating, you vile Devil!"

"Taking someone else's power, it's bowing disgusting!", agreed Fisti.

Femto took the insults with her usual good grace “Come now, girls, girls! This is a good thing! Our estimates of beating Minerva had just increased! You should be glad!”

Unfortunately it didn’t look as if anyone agreed with that sentiment.

“I hand you my new evaluation over later, Sir”, she grinned at me. “Shall we?”

I nodded.

This time, we will set the portal directly in the bathroom. This should result in quite a bit of time save.

There, in front of the bathroom was already a mountain of rations stock pilled. Enough to keep us well supplied for a month and Maria as well as Cia will spend the next 24 hours ensuring a steady supply of food.

My maid handed me the package for the first day. “Master Beta. May this training prove fruitful to you.”

Meanwhile Femto was already inside and opened up her void in the middle of the bathroom. “Alright, Sir. It is now 23:57. Everything is prepared. Ready when you are.”

"Well then", I told the girls. "I'm off."

But before I could Aiju stepped forward and pressed a kiss on my lips. “Mari! Train hard. Got it?”

I nodded and with a smile brushed the catgirls head. “I will. It won’t be long Aiju.”

And with that I stepped into the void.

My longest day had started.

Femto’s estimate on victory over Minerva

Amber Dominator Mari Beta (1%/0.5%)

steel dirks (0.4%/0.2%)

Devil of time(1 hour) (13.6%/6.8%)

chances of victory by kill: 15%

chances of victory by surrender: 7.5%