Gods Coming Over
Marcus looked at the sky-blue gem in his hand. This jewel-looking thing has Typhon sealed inside of it.
The jewel-looking gem holds the King of Monster in the form of energy.
Well, not quite. This was just a simple seal; Marcus plans to add additional functions for proper utilisation.
Marcus could start mass producing these to build weather towers on Mars and Venus, Colonising those planets.
What a view that would be! Such a thing is worth it just to watch people react to those two planets becoming habitable.
'I could do that as a prank…'
For a second, he stroked his chin. It could be a good test to see terraforming in real life.
Regardless, the storm completely subsided, and the Inventor flew back to Icarus.
He went to the armoury, where robotic hands started to take off his armour.
The alchemist summoned his interface and inspected the damage done by that recoil.
The cracks are from the shoulders, spreading out through the entire structure of the armour.
When Marcus designed this, it was with the Diamond core reactor in mind. It can take the full brunt of his infinity reactor output.
Such output is around the Pantheon level. Though 'Pantheon-level' is a broad subject. His measurements come from Serafall and Artemis' perception of what can slay a pantheon.
"I-Is that…"
Seekvaira was the first one to get close to Marcus, as she was itching to know more about the suit he was wearing. But then she saw the marble he was holding in his hand.
He was treating it like a toy.
"Typhon. Check it out."
The Alchemist casually gave it to her.
The moment the sky-blue marble was in her hands, she started to tremble.
"...I-I-Is it fine!?" The girl was freaking out here!
"It's okay. You can even treat it like a toy." The Inventor casually took it from her and started to throw it up and then catch it.
Seekvaira's eyes bulged out seeing him doing that. She nearly had a panic attack there!
"Relax, this won't break as easily as you think."
He joked after seeing her reaction. The devil heiress was super cute for him to look at.
"...Not amusing…"
She realised that he was messing with her. Instead of saying anything, he patted her head.
His actions caused her to blush from the sheer embarrassment she was feeling. No one ever did anything like this to her. At least in recent history! Her father doesn't count!
"Relax." He pocketed the marble in his lab coat pocket, which is hilarious if one thinks about it. That's a literal child of Gaia in his pocket, King of Monsters!
"...I will, just don't treat me like a child!"
"Not a child but a beauty." He clarified with an honest voice, which made her even more embarrassed.
"C-Can we just move on!?"
"Sure." He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer.
"...N-Not in that way!"
"I have no idea what you are thinking~" He teased her as his hand moved around and instead took her hand.
He proceeded to lead her by holding her hand. The rest of his ladies looked at this with complex looks. All of them want that pampering.
Regardless, they followed after them.
"Aurora, we will be returning to my base for a bit; I need to place Typhon for further scanning and studying, and Athena and Ares are coming over. They just passed the country border." Marcus, while holding the greenish-blonde devil heiress' hand, notified his AI.
[Setting course for Earth]
"07 airship stays with Enterprise, 08 and 09 return to Lilith."
[Relaying orders]
"You have Greek gods coming over!?"
"Yeah, Athena is my fiancee, and Ares is a brother." He explained to Seekvaira.
"..."
She slightly paled after hearing that! The Heiress wanted to pull her hand away. She doesn't want to end up pissed off the Greek Goddess side!
"Relax. Athena knows well enough that I have a harem. Yet, she still agreed to be my wifey."
The Agares heiress' lips twitched when he heard the word 'wifey'. It would be amusing if it were not for the fact that he was talking about a woman who turned another woman into a spider!
Athena is a Greek Goddess. And they are known to flip and be unreasonable. She doesn't want to do anything with one of those!
Regardless, she had no choice. Now, she was a pillar to the next Salomon, who has an advanced faction and holds all the cards towards her race.
By all means and purposes, she was at his complete and total mercy.
As they arrived at the bridge, the airship proceeded to open a wormhole to Earth and appeared above the Baltic Sea.
"Release Realitus particles."
The captain ordered the crew. Before long, Icarus was no longer visible to regular people.
'Not that we will hide for long.' Marcus pondered on the grand and total reveal of his faction.
As they say, the bag was getting too heavy to be held. It will rip itself open.
Realitus, while revolutionary tech, has its weaknesses. The moment a heavy storm and rain comes in, it will reveal what it's hiding.
Not that they are not prepared; from what he read from Latia's reports, they are getting ready to take over the government.
The legislation is getting passed for him to own a 'hyper-advanced tech company which is loaded with guns and mechs'.
While he doesn't care about the paperwork, it's simply hilarious to the point that he is interested.
He wants to see how people will react and 'demand' things for the greater good of humanity and all that shit. By this point, he sees it like a father watching children play in the sandbox.
"...W-What is all of that!?" Seekvaira's inner weeb was screaming at her as in front of them appeared a massive construction site with an enormous tower under construction in the middle of it.
"That the Space Centre with the Space Port," Marcus said to her while holding the Heiress close. The devil girl, for now, even forgot that she was being held close
"...I know…I realised that much! b-b-but how! The tech, the labour, common people, it's just— out of the world!"
"You will find yourself soon enough." He did clarify.
"Aurora, where is Latia?"
[Miss Latia is in the house. She is waiting for you]
For a second, Marcus blinked, but then he smiled. Knowing his Astaroth pillar, Latia has done everything needed and now is just waiting for him to take her back to the Underworld so that she can join his forces.
"Good, then let's go."
Once Icarus floated above the construction site, the group moved towards the hangar.
While the Alchemist didn't pay much attention to Nyx, the Primordial was like a little girl looking at the place with curious eyes.
She has never seen that many metal things making more metal.
As they arrived at the hangar, some of the S.P.B.A approached the Supreme Commander.
"Sir, what about the Goddess Hel? She is still in jail."
"Oh, right. That girl is still around." The soldier reminded Marcus that he had a prisoner in his airship.
"..."
"..."
"..."
His maids and the devil girl looked at him with a deadpan look.
"What? It's not like she is that important. Bring her over, and my dragoness, you will babysit her for now."
His Silver-haired beauty huffed for a second, but she nodded. If she does a decent job, she might get praised!
The soldiers nodded, and a few minutes later, the handcuffed Goddess was in front of them.
"...Finally, did my father demand my release?"
"...Hmm? No, I am bringing you in for future studies. My machinery will rip your limbs one by one, and we will test out your organs and other things.
It's not like you are that special. I already have Nyx." Marcus quite affectionately hugged the Primordial.
"...Y-You wouldn't dare! I am the Goddess of the Norse Pantheon."
"...Hmm, you are? But Odin exiled you. You don't even have a home now. So a beggar Goddess.
It's not like someone is going to miss you. Besides, I have been waging war for close to two days, and I still haven't seen Loki.
But we already killed Tartarus, Erebus, Two Fake Heavenly Dragons, and Typhon. So, who knows where he is? He might even abandon you." Marcus casually continued to destroy Hel's pride and mental health.
"...N-N-No, that can't be."
"Sooo, take her to the lab." The inventor motioned for his soldiers to take her away, but the Goddess was utterly terrified! She resisted.
"...NOOO! I-I-I give up! I-I-I surrender!" She started to beg.
"?"
"What are you talking about? You are my prisoner, and I have permission to do whatever I want with you." He commented with a confused look.
"N-No! Please! I do anything; just don't experiment on me!" Tears started to roll down her cheeks as her knees gave in.
Everyone looked at Hel with an array of different emotions.
"Heh? Will you behave?" Marcus lost his nonchalant, lazy look and had a grin on his face.
"Y-Yes! Anything! I will be a maid! A slave! Anything you want!"
"Fine, then come with me." He motioned for his soldiers to let her go.
The men nodded and removed the handcuffs.
The Goddess of the Norse Underworld calmed down, seeing that her begging worked.
Seekvaira whispered to Marcus.
"Were you trying to experiment on a Goddess?" She asked with disbelief.
"Nope, but I have no time to make her join my faction smoothly. So, I took the rough route and terrified her into joining it." He whispered back with a slightly amused look. He can see Nyx loved how he has terrified the Goddess Hel.
She even looks hot and bothered after seeing that.
"Like that won't bite back?" The greenish-blond beauty commented.
"...It will be fascinating if it does."
"..."
The Heiress didn't comment more. There are levels to this madness that she doesn't want to explore.
Seconds later, the group got into the gunship, taking them to the construction site.
Marcus proceeded to explain about the construction as Seekvaira forgot about the episode with Hel and, instead, focused on his explanation.
"See those pipes lined with things going up? Those are railway tubes which will bring cargo into the ships."
He pointed at the rising tower, more specifically at the eight tubes which are going up vertically.
"After Vali Lucifer's first visit, I am retconning everything with gravity or Graviton tech, as I call it. It sounds cooler."
Marcus told her that he has been installing gravity-based things pretty much everywhere. The trains now move extra fast, and the new gunships, which look precisely like LAAT from Star Wars, are being introduced while the older ones are scrapped.
Guns also use graviton tech; the energy projectiles accelerate at absurd speeds and are enveloped in a gravity 'layer.' They punch through concrete with steel reinforcement like its tissue, and that is a simple mana projector. If he adds de-atomisation, even a simple gun could destroy buildings.
Honestly, Marcus should have researched Gravity from the very beginning; it has so many uses!
"...I see. It is impressive. I assume you want to access time as well?" Seekvaira enquired.
"Of course. I am studying it to some degree; I only need to iron out a few things. Once we pass that hurdle, we can visit dinosaurs."
Atalanta's ears perked up. The moment he mentioned the prehistoric animals.
"...let me guess…because it's cool?"
"Exactly. It appears we are on the same wavelength! And that's just great!"
The Inventor hugged the beauty one more time.
This time, Seekvaira wasn't that embarrassed. She was getting used to this.
As the gunship landed, the group exited the vehicle. The sounds of working assaulted their ears. There was no talking; the ones doing all the work were robots.
So, for the devil heiress, it was a strange atmosphere; she had seen a construction site before, a regular human one and a devil one.
There should be at least some sort of communication going around. But there was none, and it was just weird!
"Just how many of these things do you have? Is this how you prepared for war with us?" Nyx asked. She was the only one who didn't grasp how the whole thing worked.
"Have you ever thrown a snowball from a snowy mountain before?"
"No? I have not."
"Try it out one day. You will understand the very basics of my faction's growth."
"...Ugh…okay…"
"Master means that he builds one of these, and then that one builds two more, and then those two make another four, and so on.
It's an avalanche which only grows with time." Seekvaira explained as simply as she could.
"Oh, I see…"
"And the war which you have caused only increased the intensity. In other words, you made me get more serious."
Marcus smirked while saying that he never planned to build nine airships so soon. Hell, another nine are already halfway done. These extra nine will be kept in the Underworld.
The thing is, Quinella already filed a request to create a successor for Daedalus-class airships because they are too small.
With the introduction of spider walkers, XC-M1, Yeagers, and her integrity knights, they don't have space anymore. The hangar bay, which should only hold Starscream fighters, is now packed.
Simply put, the war is making his tech progress explode.
"...Well then… It's great, is it not?" Nyx couldn't see issues with this. In her opinion, she loves seeing him 'serious' like against Typhon or him threatening to dissect Hel.
Even now, the Underworld Goddess of Norse is staring at the Space Centre and Space Port with terror-filled eyes. This place was a fantasy for the Goddess.
Ancient mythology shouldn't meet the distant future, yet it did, and now she feels— outdated?
"Ask that people of this world." Seekvaira pointed out who is going to suffer.
"And why would I care what humans think? The only one who can do or say anything to me is Marcus." Nyx ended up hugging Marcus free hand. She wants to be 'praised'.
Marcus sensed that, so he patted the Primordial.
While the inventor does that, Seekvaira notices that no one cares what will happen to humans. Neither Atalanta nor Le Fay, especially not Gu Yuena, she was not created to care about something like humans.
Of course, she is not even looking at Hel, that Goddess never cared about humans; to her, they are numbers.
"Let's go. Latia is waiting, and then later on, we will meet the pair of Greek Gods."
"...Sure, I haven't seen the youngest generation of Olympians yet." Nyx casually agreed.
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As Marcus and his group walked into the main living room in his underground home, his Astaroth pillar got up from the couch and went over to see him.
"Master, you have returned." The beautiful Latia elegantly walked to his side. The blonde Astaroth wanted to talk to him for over a day now.
She spent the entire last day ensuring everything was ready and that she could take time off and join the war effort for her homeland.
Even if the time was not that good, the new company she created was in its infancy. But even so, she needed to join this war effort.
"Indeed." He gently stroked her cheek. His eyes looked at hers.
"I have everything set. I can join you in this war anytime you want. Your Valkyries want to assist you as well." She motioned towards a pair of Silver and Golden Valkyries.
These two are such a unique combo.
"Yes. My Lord, please allow us to fight. As a Valkyrie, I perform best in combat situations." The blonde Thrud said with a professional tone.
"No worries, you girls, will have your turns. We are at a critical point now. My AI already has discerned Angra Mainyu energy patterns, and another nine Airships will join the front lines soon.
We are about to shatter the front line and rush at that thing."
"...Then, I thought you wanted to prolong this conflict." Latia was confused; this was not what she expected from her Master, who wanted to use this war to improve his tech.
"Normally, yes, but Angra Mainyu can't keep up. That thing is draining the underworld to keep the fight going. I don't want to manage a dead world."
"...D-Draining!?"
"Yes. Either the world itself, or worse, maybe even using dead souls to feed its war machine."
"...Or both." Nyx chipped in.
Her words got both of their attention.
"Before the conflict started, Hades opened his underworld and gave millions of souls to be converted into those things. That was before the war began. By now, those things have been transformed; the extra energy most likely comes from dead devils and the land."
"...I see, and who you might be?" Latia asked respectfully; she could discern this girl's power even in this heavily muffled place!
"Nyx, little bat."
"!!!"
"I-I see, it's an honour to meet a Primordial such as you." The blonde Astaroth swiftly got respectful; this was, after all, legitimate Primordial, even if Nyx was one of the enemies before this.
"Don't mind me; I am in the same boat as you."
"Not quite." Marcus interrupted her.
"You are just a pet. My Latia is a pillar." The Inventor wrapped his hand around the blonde's waist and led her to the couch before sitting down and placing her on his lap.
"...Yes-Yes. I understand." The Primordial Goddess agreed without any sort of heat. She closely watched what he was doing to that little bat.
"Regardless, as you can see, the situation requires swift action from our side." He hugged the blonde as he continued to explain.
"You have to take a few airships and reclaim your lands. Maybe some of the Astaroth are still alive."
"...My immediate relatives live in the human world; however, I can't say the same about devils living in Astaroth lands in the Underworld."
"Yes, you may use the airships to figure out something." He explained with a nod.
"Many thanks for such an opportunity." The beauty smiled at his help.
He smiled slightly at her honesty.
"I don't mind helping a clan who was part of my faction. In a way, this makes this a personal conflict by this point."
"Master, don't forget the deal we have." Seekvaira got his attention. This time, Latia noticed her cousin!
"...Seekvaira…you are here as well." Latia wanted to see Marcus so much that she ignored her relative!
"...Yeah. I was here all the time." The greenish-blonde said with an eye roll.
"...Sorry."
"Forget about it. It's a strange time we live in." The Agares Heiress brushed it aside as she looked back at the Alchemist.
"I hope the deal is not forgotten?"
"Of course not. I do need people to inhabit the Underworld."
Marcus nodded at her reminder.
"Aurora, I am confident we have acquired enough data to enable the Neo Heaven system in the Underworld."
A window with statistics appeared in front of the next Solomon; the girl on his lap also looked closely at this.
[ I have found a configuration which allows the souls which leave the armour to be captured and added to the circulation.
However, the souls which we would acquire are tainted and tormented; such souls could corrupt the system in the long run.]
"A filtration system is needed, huh."
[Here are the designs for the filtration system I have come up with]
Several runic systems appeared in front of Marcus, surrounding him from the sides and the front.
"Fascinating, we must address the devil's natural darkness attribute."
[Already incorporated, it's a multilayer system; regular darkness will remain, but corrupting evil shall be removed]
A new schematic popped up, highlighting the filtering system.
Marcus inspected it and some of the runes his AI was using.
"That will do. You may apply this and use it as soon as it's ready. We have no idea what happens to devils the longer they are in those wraiths form."
[Applying upgrades]
"This reminds me, Latia, do you wish me to bring your relatives back? I am already planning with Seekvaira's family."
"Yes, of course. Is there anything I need to do?"
"Nope, just continue being my cuddly devil~"
The beauty smiled at him; she slightly changed her sitting position and kissed his lips gently.
The onlookers frowned, seeing this—especially the newcomers who don't understand the hierarchy.
After the kiss ended, Marcus contacted his headmaid.
"Grayfia, come over; I have a newcomer joining the maids."
A few moments later, Seekvaira had wide eyes as she saw Lucifuge dressed in maid uniform elegantly walking over.
"Grayfia, instruct Hel. She is the newest maid to join us." The inventor motioned towards the blue and red-haired Goddess.
The Goddess in question looked like she swallowed a lemon.
The sheer realisation that she will be a servant girl angers her. However, none of that anger ever appeared on her face. Nope, she promised herself that she would rise from his defeat!
"...As you wish, come with me." Grayfia didn't even register that this woman was a Goddess. This was not her first rodeo.
As Grayfia and Hel left, the rest waited for Marcus and asked if he had any sort of assignments for them.
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Ares overlooked a small town stretching in front of him. The highway which runs next to the town is on elevated land, while the town in front of him was built in an eroded river bed.
Well, long ago, this place was a river. Now, that river is much smaller, and it can run through the middle of the town.
"If not for that enormous pillar of energy rising from the ground, I wouldn't expect this place to be my little brother's hideout." The God of War said with a snort.
"It is what it is, and his base runs throughout the country," Athena explained while looking down at the exact location as Ares.
"I gathered as much. Do you think he will send us a welcoming party?"
"I don't think so."
"...Why not?"
"Because I am his Fiance. If I need a welcoming party, that means I won't be competent enough to be his wife."
Ares nodded before grinning at her.
"I suppose he is testing how good is his future wife~" The God of War teased her.
"Pretty much. Now, let's go; I can sense many movements towards the location of the Space Port." Athena ignored the tease as she sensed a lot of mana in THAT direction.
"Yeah, I can sense it too. Though vaguely— it's hard to miss." If mana interference starts to fall, then it's a large source of mana!
What they are sensing is 9 Daedalus Class Airships starting to get online.
The pair got into their rented car and descended from the highway towards the town.
While driving through the roads, they noticed multiple police cars on the corners, news vans, and other dodgy-looking people.
Something is going on.
Athena was quite curious, and since Marcus added her to the surveillance system, her actions would not raise alarms.
So here she was, out of concern for her Fiance's hometown and growing curiosity, she decided to use her magic on these dodgy-looking people.
Some casual mind-reading later—
'CIA, FBI… those are human secret agencies.'
After some more digging, the Goddess finds out that world nation superpowers have found out that Marcus has a super-advanced faction.
What they got are pictures of the super construction site, glimpses of Ars Almadel Salomonis and the airships above the Baltic Sea.
They have some photos of airships moving in and out of dimensions.
Apparently, they cross-examined their colour similarities, and the advanced shop opening has brought the World's superpowers to the doorsteps of Marcus' home.
"...Well? What did you find out?" Ares asked as he stopped the car and allowed Athena to probe.
"You can read minds too?"
"...Nah, I am not as gentle as you are."
"...Fine, they have figured out some things. From memories, I saw it as quite vague and blurred-out camera shots."
"...Oh, that screams Ancient Aliens; I will be tuned in to watch the new season on the History Channel."
"...Ugh…for love of the Primordials, can you take at least something seriously!?" The Goddess of Wisdom grimaced.
"...I do. And if my bro starts World War 3, I will be at the front line with my boys!" The God of War showed a bloodthirsty grin.
"Can you just drive? We are close to his 'humble' home." Athena said 'humble' with a little bit of sarcasm.
"Sure."
…
…
…
The pair of Greek Gods walked over to Marcus' home. Ares looked somewhat amused. This was a legit two-floor suburban home in the middle of nowhere. The closest city of some value is around 75 kilometres away. Even then, it's just a town with 700 thousand people.
There is nothing special around this place at all. It's a no 'Pantheon zone' for a few hundred kilometres in all directions.
Of course, the Biblical faction 'took over', but their presence is just that— a presence without any presence. They took it over to govern, but with their big bad God dead, they can't govern at all.
"Behave, Mark's father is home, don't embarrass me!" Athena almost hissed like a snake, her eyes gleaming with seriousness.
"Hey, he is my bro's dad; I can behave!"
"...Right…"
The Goddess of Wisdom's trust level towards her half-brother is less than 50%.
Regardless, she is here to see Marcus and discuss the underworld!
*Ding*Dong*
After pressing the doorbell, the Goddess ensured she was presentable while Ares internally snorted with crossed arms. He was witnessing her sister 'growing up'.
"Coming."
The doors unlocked, and a middle-aged version of Marcus greeted the pair of Greek Gods.
"Oh, Athena! Come in! I thought you had permission to pop in and out from Marcus?" The older Goldman motioned to enter.
"Yes, I can, normally, but this time I am with my brother. This is Ares; he is here to see Marcus as well." The Brown-haired Goddess motioned to the black-haired, red-eyed God.
"Yo! I am a big fan of Mark's work! Engineering and programming!" Ares offered a handshake.
"Oh, wow! Nice to you, too! I heard my son did some work on your mansion?" Roland shook God of War's hand with some genuine happiness.
"Yep! He installed a simulation room in my basement and a complete 360' audio system throughout the mansion! It was a pleasant surprise."
"Nice to hear." Roland had no idea how to answer that.
"Yes. Anyway, where is he?"
Before Marcus' father can answer, the AI interrupts him.
[He will be here in two minutes]
"Hoh? Nice, he has a female AI!" Ares nodded after hearing a familiar thing. He likes his virtual butler as well.
"He got an AI for you as well?" Roland asked.
"Yep. He goes by the name Strategos. I use him to make metal and rock playlists for me. The Best DJ, in my opinion! I don't even need to hire one." Athena's half-brother started to brag. He still recalls his 'victory' parties after winning in simulations.
He might be taking them too seriously.
'Is he truly a God of War?' The older Goldman started to question the 'majesty' of Gods by this point.
"Dad, who are the guests?" Sleepy Lilian walked downstairs to see who was doing the commotion.
"Oh, Lily! I forgot to mention! Meet your future sister-in-law!" Roland, with a cheerful voice, motioned towards the brown-haired goddess.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Excuse me?"
"This is Athena. I think you have heard of her; She is the Goddess of Wisdom and Warfare."
"...Handcrafting as well, but it's less used Divinity of mine." Athena nodded at her future father-in-law's words.
"...Are you saying that Mark is engaged to a Greek Goddess? Why am I hearing it now!?" Lilian started to pout silly. Imagine the clout she would have in her Organisation! Well, she already has enormous influence with her brother Solomon's successor identity, but still!
"Kinda forgot?" Roland looked sheepishly.
"It's understandable; It took me days to process after visiting Mark's workshop." Athena nodded at the forgetfulness.
"...Oh, YEAH! I need to see his shop!" Ares loudly exclaimed! He had a shit-eating grin; he wanted to see the crazy military stuff his bro has!
Lilian looked at the guy; he looked like God! She never expected Marcus to get this close to their pantheon. She thought they retreated after losing Artemis.
"...And you are?"
"...Oh, I am Ares, sis; we will be family after all." The God of war smiled, which made the older sibling of Marcus feel chills going down her back.
"...Ummm…"
'Me? Related to the Greek Pantheon?' Lilian doesn't know how to feel about that.
"If you need exotic animals or a band of spartan Mercenaries, I am your sibling!"
At that moment, Athena smacked him on his head.
"Don't you just casually mention rare animals, you idiot! You will get in trouble with Hera!" The Goddess of Wisdom growled before apologising.
"Ignore him; he is the incarnation of reckless warfare."
"...Right. I will keep that in mind."
Before more awkward stuff could happen, Marcus, with a band of females, strolled into his house.
Athena's eyes bulged out as she saw Nyx.
One could say that soul nearly left her body.
The first thing Marcus did was fist-bump Ares. The God of War grinned when he saw Nyx; unlike his half-sister, the incarnation of war knows what happened. Marcus reminds him of people who worshipped him back in the day.
Kill the guys, collect the chicks and the loot—the most primal style of war.
This is what his bro just did. Only with a primordial, and from the look of it, Nyx agrees with that entirely.
"...Mark, did you bring your full harem?" Lilian deadpanned, seeing the amount of females who came with him.
"No? I don't count them. I left some of them in the Underworld." The Inventor shrugged and ignored the stare from his sister.
Instead, he looked at his Fiance and smiled at her.
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