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Standing next to Lucius in the booth, was a well dressed girl as he set up the easel. It wasn't quite the servant she had expected to summon upon coming here to Fusang, but an assassin was far better than some knightly type. She'd not have any idea how to deal with someone so morally...difficult. Marietta glanced at her servant with mild amusement as he began small conversation before positioning herself in front of the easel.

Reaching into her bags, she pulled out a palette and a skillfully crafted brush.

Ah, how exciting! Seeing clashes of servants here in the coliseum! Painting exciting vistas of servant clashes! Knight versus knight! The strongest heroes of history gathered here to do combat! To say she was the most excited person in the crowd was not an understatement. Twirling her paintbrush, Mary smiled softly as she glanced over to Lucius.

[color=0072bc]"You think, hm?"[/color] Mary hummed, applying a fresh dab of paint to her brush. [color=0072bc]"These are servants after all, Lucius. It would be short sighted to judge one by appearances."[/color] She glanced towards the arena. [color=0072bc]"But fine...I'm game for a little sport. I'll match your bet on the redhead."[/color] Mary smiled. [color=0072bc]"In fact, if you win your bet, I'll even sign you up to participate."[/color] There was no harm in letting her servant have a bit of fun. One had to take care of their tools after all, or they would break. A little leisure as long as he didn't get carried away would be fine.