The Rings of Disguise self didn't change much about Demiurge just hid his tail and made his eyes look like normal brownish eyes. However for Ahna her legs and feet lost their scaling and talons. Her horns and wings vanished.
Demiurge thought she looked gorgeous even as a human. Though he was miffed by it. Lady Antisavior69 shouldn't have to hide her beautiful visage for lowly humans. He watched her summon a portal and looked back at him. "Are you ready, Demi?"
The male looked stunned for a moment, she had given him one of her coveted nicknames as if it were no big deal. "Yes, Lady Anti…"
"Just Ahna please."
"Yes, Lady Ahna." Demiurge went through the portal before offering his hand to help her through it. He knew she didn't need the help but did so out of respect. When she took his hand and was fully through he noticed a light rosy tint to her cheeks. A blush. It caused him to grin, he loved that he had an effect on her. She had to favor him since this was the second time she had asked him to escort her and she had confided her vulnerability to him.
A vulnerability that he was keenly aware of outside of the tomb. "The village is this way my lady." He bowed slightly and let her take the lead.
Ahna glanced back at Demiurge every few minutes kind of unnerved that he was behind her. It wasn't that she thought the devil would hurt her, far from it with how he acted. Especially his outburst in the viewing room. She knew that earlier that day she had expressly said that the guild members would not be going out together, however it was also prudent that she learn as much as possible as well.
"Careful of the blood my lady. You aren't wearing any shoes." Ahna looked down at the man's voice and found she really wasn't wearing shoes. Her devil feet weren't convintinally shaped so any shoes in the tomb would generally not fit. But the ring she now wore made her have human feet so it was odd that she was walking around barefooted.
The devil extended his hand extended for her to take and led her around the blood and corpses. It wasn't far from the portal to the village so the walk was quick. She met her guildmaster at the edge of the village along with the village leader.
"This is one of my companions Ahna." Momonga gestured to the red head.
Demiurge stepped forward with a slight bending of his spine as if he tried to bow but wasn't able to fully do it. "I am my Lady's bodyguard." He said, curtly and precisely. "I am Demiurge."
Ahna smiled up at the village chief and tilted her head to the side. "We were trying to learn some more about this place. I'll trade information and dinner for healing your injured."
The leader looked awed and asked. "You would truly help us for mere knowledge?"
"Of course, and any books that might help me learn the language around here." the girl stated frankly.
Ahna knew that while they spoke the same language, it did not mean that they could read it.
"We have many who are injured, miss, are you sure? We could use the assistance but…"
"Don't worry. I will take care of it and if I don't find the items you give me up to par I'll just come back for more dinners and lodging for a while."
The townspeople smiled, glad that the woman had been so gracious as to extend any additional payments to return visits.
Momonga and Demiurge looked at one another as she followed the elder. Demiurge made sure she was in eye sight at all times as she moved around the village.
"My lady," Demiurge protested as she healed the 12th person nearing the end of those who were injured. "You don't need to over exert yourself on mere scratches." The devil practically spat the words as he gazed down at the man who was covered in deep cut but none of them were life threatening.
"Don't worry, these spells are low level and I haven't even used up half my mana." The red head placed a hand on his bicep and rubbed it soothingly. "I know my limit Demi."
What could the devil even say to that when she looked so confident? So he nodded and looked at the humans who were laying down after being healed. They should be on their knees thanking their merciful Mistress for every drop of mana she had wasted on them. He knew what humans and demihumans had done to the supreme beings. He knew how they tried to kill them and how many times they had tried to destroy the tomb.
Not a single being in the tomb could say that they held a fondness for such ignorant and loathsome beings. He didn't hate them, no that was far too much effort, but if they were to be suddenly eradicated then he wouldn't shed any tears for them. But as he watched his mistress at work, he couldn't help but wonder why she was going through so much effort. Clearly Lord Momonga had solidified the… partnership with his actions. He wanted to ask her. There had to be something other than just some books.
"Demiurge?" Ahna's voice cut through the devil's thoughts.
"Yes, my lady?"
"I am finished here." She stood beside him for a moment and the two of them looked at each other. When neither of them moved the female devil's heel and walked away. He wondered why she had reacted that way and followed her.
'You are a fool,' Ahna scolded herself as she tried to hide the flush that was creeping up her neck. 'He holds your arm two times and you just expect it. What an idiot.'
She glanced back at the devil to find him staring at her. It sent a jolt of heat down her spine to know that he was looking at her so intently. Her chest felt tight as she searched the village for Momonga. She knew Demiurge was behind her but she tried not to think of that as she looked around the village.
It was headed towards the afternoon and it was odd that she couldn't find any villagers. Well, it was odd until she heard the howling of misery from atop the hill. When she looked up she found a procession of people gathering around the stone graves that had been conjured as she had healed the injured. With the villagers on top of the hill, Ahna would have to wait patiently for their services to be over.
"Shall I fetch one of them?" Demiurge's voice came from directly beside her.
She looked over at him, her heart more in control of itself. "No, Demiurge. Humans can be emotionally frail, this time is used for them to repair themselves. Allow them this tiny mercy." It was strange to not feel anything for the humans. No sympathy or kindness pulled at her heart. She would have to put on a facade when the head of the village came back.
So far only when she was around those of the tomb did she feel any kind of worry or fear towards anyone. She wasn't sure if this was due to her being a devil now or if she was just this kind of person deep down. Ahna had never actually experienced gore like this in real life so maybe this is what her reaction would have been.
So was she just a devil or just an evil person?