Love And Peace

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"Talk"
'Thought'
Name: "Songs~"
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"I do hope you enjoy your Meal, next please."
At some public kitchen and dining room, which was filled with a lot of homeless people and cooks, there was a specific adult man, late 20 or early 30, a rather plump fellow, who wore a brown butler uniform with a 'Pocket Watch' necklace, had very clean neat brown hair, and long pointed mustache, this was David Ogden Stiers, and was in the middle of feeding the Poor

"Now now, please do not rush, there's plenty for everyone, though-"
As David was trying to reassure and calm the crowd, the front entrance of the door was suddenly open, which made everyone turn their heads and see who was at the door

"The Priestess Of Darkness!"

"The Lady Of The Holy Shade!"

"The Sister Of The Black!"

"The Mother Of The Night!"

"The Grandmother Of Shadows!"
The person that stood by the door, which made everyone look at them with excitement and eagerness, was none other than Blake Belladonna, or Bureiku Beradon'na to those that don't know her real identity, she was also still accompanied by Circe, who felt the same as the public, but was more mature and restraint compared to them

"Please just call me Bureiku..."
Blake was both annoyed and very embarrassed to have all these famous names and title that were given to her by the public

'Why do they have to add Grandma, I'm not that old right?...'
Blake couldn't help but feel her age at the moment, while also trying her best to not be overwhelmed with everyone trying to get close to her, to either talk, praise, or just simply admire her presence and beauty, though while she did her best to not show it and calmly just dealt with everyone, Ogden Stiers was able to see his Lady in slight discomfort, and this was enough to make him take action, he quickly opens his 'Pocket Watch', which the hands started to spin around rapidly, and less than a second later, he was already standing before the Priestess Of Darkness got in the way of the crowd of people

"Please show a little restraint and do not disturb my Mistress while on duty, she is not a museum to watch and admire like modern art, now shoo."
After defending his Mistress and shooing the away the crowd, who felt embarrassed and ashamed to have waste the time of such an important person, everything went back to normal ish, people were still amazed to have someone as great as Bureiku Beradon'na near them, but they showed restrain this time and made sure not to get in her way, which was better than nothing for the Cat Faunus

"Thank you David."
Blake meant it to, it would've been to exhausting to come up with a good reason instead of just saying 'Leave me alone', these moments always made her wish to quit the whole thing and live a more peaceful lifestyle

'Wait, why did I even agree to become a Priestess?...'
Though before Blake could start thinking about her life choices, her train of thoughts were interrupted by her butler bowing and accepting her thankfulness

"I was only doing what was needed as your loyal servant, Milady."
David loyalty was different compared to Circe, who admired her, and Jerry, who saw her beauty, the reason for him was because he just simply wanted to, he saw Bureiku Beradon'na as someone who deserved his respect and was worthy to follow until his dying breath, as both the one who brought them the Sword of Sparda and blessed them with Aura.

"Please, you know my name so I would rather you use that instead."
Of course Blake also respected David, just the same as her other Nyx Knights, though still desired to be treated equally and not anyone special

"Impossible Milady, someone as high ranking compared to a lowly one should never talk to you in such a disrespectful way, especially in public."
David also seemed to also be the most serious servant out of them, which is something that the Rose Of Elysium found inspirational and tried to learn from example, which includes how he showed himself, standing up straight and mimic his handling of himself

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