Phantomhive Servants Novels & Stories

[Info: Model=SL Pro | Biaya=Rp 3,115] User: Generate konten untuk Bab 45 - Reprogramming the Node AI: The central node was not a console; it was an altar. Three rows of human proxies—their spines literally wired into the city’s high-voltage bussing array—stood like statues of rotting silk. They were the interface. Through their collective, stolen intelligence, the Hive was channeling the surge into a cohesive, globalized beam of M-ESSENCE data. Anji stopped at the threshold. The room vibrated with the sound of millions of micro-switches toggling at near-light speed. The Hive wasn't waiting for a combatant. It was waiting for an Administrator.

The man did not forget to help out and since feeding the numerous animals looked to be the more tedious task, that was where he headed. Looking at him, it was Lucia who answered, “Five people were summoned from the island to work here. When I said 'island', it's on another realm where the three masters of the house are the overseers. The new servants would help us look after the house. The two others are with Sam, assisting him with external affairs. There will be no chance in the assigned rooms. For the others, the Old Master bought several nipa huts for them.”

Such a thing was not just uncommon, it served as a channel! False godhood was what they called it: the ability of a god or goddess to confer godhood to Divine Servant of the Ascension Stage! With such an ability powerful Divine Servants were able to climb higher up the hierarchy of power to serve their masters and mistresses well with this ability. And General Siwa happened to be one of them. False Godhood came with a lot of benefits such as imoortality and a vitality that could never be snuffed out. But there were disadvantages to every skill. For even tall trees feared the sky, and False Godhood was no different.

All five servants stood on her side, waiting for her to need their service. He heard a silent 'thank you' from Eli as she called the servants by their own name. The three then went back to their position while still keeping their gaze on her. Hade's jaw almost dropped. His wife just sired the servants from his own household. Eli must have noticed Hade staring at her intently so she cleared her throat gently. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Hade shook his head. "Nothing, darling. How's the food?"

"These are the servants that was sent by the Crown Prince, they are all well-trained to fulfill all your needs." The Butler arrived earlier inside my chamber together with these unfamiliar servants, all of them were looking like a doll standing with no emotion on their faces. Isn't it funny? To see how Hades created these servants just for me? Well, it's not like I don't know his purpose, he sent these servants to guard me and to report everything I am doing to him. I tapped my fingers on the table, looking at them from head to their toes.

The two vampire servants who were there to greet them looked hospitable at first, but the moment they saw the murderous faces of the wolves and lycans, they became visibly frightened. One servant nudged the other as he himself became invisible, courtesy of his defense mechanism. The other servant, who was a velox, fought the urge to sprint away and fidgeted when he forced a smile and said, “R-Right th-this way, Y-Your Highnesses.”

I headed back to the servant quarters, because Chad was not home and I couldn't see Gina and I no longer worked for that witch Eleanor, so I practically had enough free time. As I walked through the hallway, I noticed a group of servants clustered together, their faces filled with a mix of concern and dread. They were packed tightly, their heads bent in unison, and their whispers created a hum of anticipation. My curiosity piqued, I altered my course and made my way over to the group. As I approached, they parted slightly, revealing a sleek, compact phone held by one of the younger servants. The screen glowed brightly, displaying a live stream. The servants' eyes remained fixed on the tiny s

Hitting enter, I watch as an IronWall Prison's record comes up, a profile picture and information side-by-side. "Heavy Metal," I say, reading over his information. "Your skin is encased in a hard, almost impenetrable steel. You're not exactly flesh, are you? You should be able to retrieve everything that darn Doctor needs and you should more than be able to handle the OutCasts. Servant-Bot!" My servant-bot comes hovering out of a room and into the hallway. I type in a command and send it over to the servant bot. "Understood, Master," Servant-Bot says before flying over. Meanwhile, I walk to my throne. There, I watch everyone.

What was said at the spur of the moment turned out to be exactly what she was looking for? Her previous comment about the vampires' servants being useless came back to me. She must've expected something out of the ordinary when she became interested in them. And then got rid of them when she didn't find what she was looking for. Vampires' servants are either tools for their lord's or future recruits. But just like Protégés, it has to be consensual. They are not servants in the way humans view servants. Meaning that they signified something for their lords. They share some kind of a symbiotic relationship. They are not useless.

Luna. In the past, there were already five maids providing services for Mrs. Luna. There were a total of ten maids working there when the five of us were allowed to enter. I gave the group of five elderly people a quick glance and felt my stomach drop when I realized they were looking at me with curious eyes. The faces of the other four, with the exception of Alex, were quite authoritative, just like hers. They cast hostile glances in our direction, all five of us together. Thankfully, Daisy is also standing next to me, which helps to alleviate some of the fear that we both feel.