Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

Zach's bright orange hair, a famous trait of the Evandiels, was solid proof that he was who he claimed he was. As members of one of the duchies, the Systine guards naturally knew at least superficial information about the other duchies, including the Evandiels.

Then, there were the unfounded rumors regarding a certain young Evandiel causing a bunch of trouble at the Academy, the very same Academy as the one their young miss was attending. They had heard about him. They knew who he was.

That didn't mean they were going to help him just like that. They would have if it was anyone else.

But the guards had heard that Violina was pretty close to him from their sources at the Academy and the uncles Tayup and Krage.

When Violina and her insect-loved friend returned, they had also made quite a ruckus about leaving a third friend behind at the Labyrinth's entrance.

The guards weren't planning on doing anything much to the guy who was close enough to spend a vacation with their young miss. They were just going to warn him a little.

Unfortunately, the news about a young man with three worryingly beautiful maids coming to visit Violina spread rather quickly at the estate. Violina and Nessa, who had been on high alert after Sio's unsubtle entry, quickly heard the news and rushed to confirm it for themselves.

Zach's face lit up as he saw Nessa and Violina sprinting toward him from one of the mansion's many doors.

It was amazing how reassuring it felt to have friends who cared so much for him that they were running so fast as soon as they heard about his return. However, they were running almost a little too fast.

Zach tilted his head.

Shouldn't they be slowing down by now?

Almost like they had practiced, the two girls continued running at full speed until they arrived at Zach's location. When they arrived, both of them jumped up and dropkicked him in the chest.

He looked at them in confusion. All four of their feet had stopped a hand in front of him, completely blocked by a barrier.

They fell to the ground.

"Uh?" Zach questioned with the full extent of his eloquence.

"Damn it! You're supposed to let it happen!" Violina burst out as soon as she stopped lying on her back.

"Oh, sorry, I guess. Do you want to go again?" Violina and Nessa were upset. Zach knew from Nora that at times like these, it was best to go with the flow, take responsibility, satisfy the other party, and move on.

"No…It defeats the purpose. Just…Lie down." Nessa said tiredly. While Violina had sat up, she hadn't moved a muscle after falling to the ground. She patted on the ground next to her with her one hand.

Violina gestured for the guards to take their leave. They were confused and worried, but Violina's orders weighed heavy, and they obeyed.

"You managed to come back, huh?" Violina eventually said, all three of them now looking at the white clouds drifting past on the canvas of a blue sky.

"Yep."

"How?" Nessa asked. Ever since Violina had told her about it, she had a feeling that if anyone could do it, it would be Zach. She didn't know why he out of all the thousands upon thousands of people who had entered the Labyrinth throughout the years would manage to clear the twelfth Trial, nor where her feeling came from.

She wanted to know how he did it—what had happened.

"To be precise, I only came back. I haven't finished the twelfth Trial yet."

"Yet?" Violina noticed that word instantly and grabbed on to it.

"Yeah. I had a talk with Soara and we agreed that I couldn't do it right now. So, when I'm ready, I can continue." Zach gave them a brief answer.

"..." Violina was silent.

"When you say Soara…?"

"Yeah. As it turns out, the statues didn't show her die because she hasn't died."

Slowly, Violina's and Nessa's eyes widened as they realized the pronouns he had used.

"'She?'" They asked at the same time. They sat up to look at Zach. Then, they couldn't help but notice the third maid standing right next to Alzara and Yanael.

"'!'" They looked from Zach to Soara and back with overwhelming intensity.

"There's no way, right?!" Violina exclaimed.

"Of course, not. I summoned my third familiar as a reward for the eleven Trials. It's just a coincidence."

"Zach…"

"Coincidence."

"..."

"Do you really think a literal deity, one who survived what we saw they went through, would become one of my familiars?"

"No…" Nessa slowly shook her head.

"No way, right?" He agreed.

Nessa and Violina dropped the topic, but they exchanged a look.

Zach had gone to such a length to convince them that his maid was not, in fact, the deity of Death and Transcendence, Soara. Why?

That and other things had them seriously wanting to have a sit-down with Zach. He didn't

have to

explain anything. But there were a couple of things they wanted to know regarding his familiars, such as why they were all maids.

But there were more important things than making Zach cough up at least a few of all the secrets he was sitting on. He had just made history. He looked fine. He looked better than fine, albeit a little exhausted. He had another strong, beautiful, maid familiar.

However, they had no way of knowing what kind of suffering he had gone through during the twelfth Trial or what had happened to him after they left the Labyrinth entrance due to the two uncles taking charge and deciding what to do.

"Welcome back."

"Next time you're doing something like that, at least let us know."

"Thanks. And I'm not making any promises I can't keep."

Nessa and Violina, despite everything, were happy that Zach was back alive and in one piece. After all, the odds for his death in the twelfth Trial were sky-high. Even if they felt or hoped that he would be the one to break tradition, they couldn't ignore reality.

It had been easy to think of Zach as a dead man.