Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

Zeus stood still, a thoughtful silence filling the space between them. His gaze shifted to Roxana, his eyes sharp yet filled with curiosity. He waited for a moment, then spoke, his tone calm, though a flicker of concern danced in his voice. "Where is Lucy?"

Roxana's lips curled into a playful smirk, her eyes gleaming with amusement as though she had been waiting for him to ask. "She's in the arena, fighting."

Zeus's brow furrowed in confusion, his surprise evident in the slight rise of his voice. "Fighting? What for?"

Roxana chuckled softly, crossing her arms over her chest, her tone dripping with mockery as she tilted her head to the side. "Don't tell me you don't know," she said, her smirk widening, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Lucy isn't just a beautiful girl, you know. She's a genius—one of the best in the academy. A lot of people are quite taken by her... and, well, you know how it goes." Roxana waved her hand dismissively as if the situation was all too predictable.

Zeus's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing there was more to the story. "Taken by her? What do you mean?"

Roxana's smirk deepened, a hint of amusement flashing across her face. "Oh, Zeus," she said with a teasing glint in her eyes, "It's exactly what you think. A lot of people—men, mostly—are trying to win her over as a future spouse. With her beauty and talent, it's no surprise she has so many suitors."

Zeus blinked, processing her words. His expression was unreadable, but his lips parted as though he were about to speak, before pausing. Roxana, noticing his silence, continued, her voice growing even more playful.

"And every time someone confesses or tries to win her affection, she gives them only one answer," Roxana leaned in slightly, her voice lowering as if to let him in on a secret.

Zeus raised an eyebrow, waiting for the punchline.

"She tells them to fight her," Roxana said with a satisfied grin, her tone laced with amusement.

Zeus's eyes widened briefly, a spark of realization crossing his face before his expression settled into a quiet smirk. He nodded slowly, as if everything now made perfect sense.

"I see..." His voice was soft, but there was an underlying amusement in his tone, as though he had come to understand Lucy's method of dealing with unwanted attention.

Roxana chuckled softly, the sound laced with amusement as she observed Zeus's reaction. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, clearly enjoying the slight surprise she had caused.

"Seems like Lucy's quite the celebrity around here," she remarked, the smirk never leaving her lips. "With all the attention she's getting, I'm surprised you're not more aware of it."

She paused for a moment, studying Zeus's face, her expression shifting from playful to thoughtful. Her arms crossed over her chest as if considering something deeper.

"It's strange, though," she added, her tone more curious now. "You have your little brother clone with her all the time, don't you? Shouldn't you be more in the loop?"

Zeus let out a short laugh, his amusement evident in the slight upward twitch of his lips. His voice, though casual, carried an undertone of understanding.

"That's the thing," he began, shaking his head slightly. "Whenever Lucy is with my clone, she acts like a total brocon. She's all doting and never shares anything about her fights, her challengers—nothing really."

Roxana raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his words. Her eyes gleamed with interest as she tilted her head slightly, considering what Zeus had just revealed.

"So, with you, she's different?" she mused, her tone softer now, as if piecing together a puzzle. "She doesn't put up that warrior front or talk about her battles, yet with everyone else, she's ready to fight the moment someone approaches her."

Zeus's expression softened, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips, one filled with a quiet, protective affection. "Of course," he said gently, his tone taking on a more personal, reflective quality. "She's my sister."

For a brief moment, Roxana remained silent, watching him closely, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, she nodded, as if the dynamic between them now made perfect sense.

"I see," she said thoughtfully, her voice almost distant, as though she were contemplating something important. Her eyes flickered with a subtle admiration for the bond they shared, even if it wasn't spoken outright.

A moment later, her lips curved back into a smirk, the teasing edge returning. "So, the mighty Lucy Luxoria can drop her fierce front and become a doting sister, huh? I guess everyone has their soft spot," she teased, though her tone held a trace of sincerity.

Zeus chuckled, his gaze momentarily softening as he thought of Lucy. "She may act tough with others, but with me, she's always been like that," he replied, his voice calm yet tinged with affection. "No matter how much she grows or changes, she'll always be my little sister."

Roxana raised her chin slightly, giving him a look that was both knowing and amused. "It's a bit surprising," she said with a playful glint in her eyes, "to see the Demon God so soft when it comes to family."

Zeus shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. "Family's different," he said simply, his tone soft but firm, as if no further explanation was needed.

Roxana's expression shifted, her usual smirk fading as she studied him with newfound curiosity. For a brief moment, something thoughtful flickered in her eyes, as though she were seeing a side of him she hadn't expected.

She let the silence linger between them before finally speaking, her voice lower, almost contemplative. "I see..." she said, her words trailing off, as if piecing together something important.

Then, with a subtle shift in her demeanor, she glanced back at him, a mischievous glint returning to her gaze. "Well, would you like to watch her battle?"

Zeus's eyes lit up instantly, a flicker of excitement crossing his face. He turned to her with renewed interest. "Of course," he said, a hint of anticipation in his voice. "I'd love to see how much she's improved."

Roxana smiled faintly at his eagerness, and with a smooth, graceful motion, she gestured toward the path that led to the arena. "Then let's not keep her waiting," she said, her tone light, but there was something hidden in the way she said it, as though she knew more than she was letting on.

As they began walking side by side, the silence between them was filled with a quiet understanding. Zeus's thoughts, however, were elsewhere—focused on his sister.

He hadn't seen Lucy fight in quite some time, and the idea of watching her in combat stirred both curiosity and pride within him. After a moment, he spoke again, his voice thoughtful, almost musing aloud. "She should be at five stars now."

Roxana glanced at him sideways, her lips curving into a familiar, knowing smirk. "Should she?" she echoed, her tone teasing but laced with something more—a hint of mystery.

Zeus noticed the subtle change in her expression and raised an eyebrow, intrigued. There was an air of playful secrecy in her words that made him pause for a second, but she said nothing further.

Roxana's smirk remained, but she didn't offer any additional clues. She just looked ahead, her eyes gleaming with amusement, leaving Zeus with more questions than answers.

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