Levora, Aka Mrs.L

Levora, aka Mrs.L

This is a DNA breed formation of herself. I will draw her original form. TAKE NOTE: the villans' style will have something in common as to there is a SECRET connection to Lupin's (changed Logan's name cuz it fits more) lore in the future seasons. I'll give you guys a little cake from her story.

Levora was an empress of a large and robust Japanese tribe, where the residents would go to learn the martial arts of wind, jujitsu, and ninjutsu. The civilians loved her as a woke ruler and majestic, graceful guardian. She, too, invented the arts of portal summoning, sacred to the people that only a secret cult could practice. She kept the kingdom balanced and nurtured. Their best bargain trade was exquisite alcohol "Neyen," famous to the western empires for having "such taste of sweet and gentle pink petals of high spiritualism with an after taste of cranberry juice." Her tribe was described as having a highly artistic heritage. Immigrants were willing to export their talents to the village as long as there was no harm. Although, strangers not from the town would snicker, saying that their ruler looked too seductive and had an eye out for hot men to swallow. Others would say that she hypnotized her servants to do her bidding.

To this, not many people would visit for their own dirty words. Until one day... A man covered in a cloak entered through the guards unharmed. Levora was hiking in her garden til she spotted him sitting on the bench with two birds singing in his right hand. She walked up to him to demand information formally. He looked up at her, "What divine beauty... My apologies." He takes off his cloak, "I am Lupin Castro from the kingdom of Naples, Loyal Captain as the Green Knight and head butler of my king...... and yes, I am Spanish." "Well, aren't you hot to be a servant?" "Why look at me if you have a sexier look with your expensive kimono, eh?" She blushed.

"Hmph, What dictionary. I'm intrigued to talk to you. Please join." The two walked off as their journey of love just started to take place. She questioned why he visited since people, especially men, wouldn't give much thought to doing so. He took a second to take in the atmosphere, "I felt bored, so I decided to explore a bit." The empress looked at him suspiciously, "A bit? ...... Pardon me but do you know how far the kingdom of Naples is from here? .... Or is it that you came here for something important that I don't know of." She gave him a look of distrust. Lupin simply smiled and opened his arms wide. "Do you think I came here for destruction? I'm unarmed, as you can see-" "I'm fully aware of that, but you can be a spy, and that I can't have."

He closed his eyes while scratching his head, giving a soft sigh. "With all due respect, your lovely Highness, I am a traveler and your visitor from far away. Didn't you say your kingdom didn't have many visitors nowadays?" Levora looked away, taking time to process her wires. "You are right." She looks down in defeat as she is still curious about this man she just met a while ago. He gave a glinting smile of notice. "But! As long as there is no disruption to my territory, you can be our welcomed guest." With that demand, the commander didn't worry for a second. "I'm fine by that, um..." A brutal grumble roar broke the silence from the woods. She looked at him neutrally, "I can solve that problem."

^at the villagers' bar^

Women and men with eastern robes celebrated their drunkness, cheering for their happiness and lack of judgment. Beers cling together as buff men laughed out loud. The two were sitting at the table behind the crowd. Lupin looked around, confused, "...So, where are your servants to serve your wine and give? You're the empress, after all." The mistress giggled, "Just because I'm the empress doesn't mean they have to serve me all the time. Look around, Lupin; What do you see?" "A bunch of drunks having their hangover?" "....... yes, but what do the majority have in common?" The man scanned the room and was shocked. "These are your troops? Aren't they suppose to guard the forts?" She nods, "Yes, but there are four groups in rotation. They take turns resting since they train so hard to keep my villagers safe. It's a way of gratitude I have for them."

"Wow, my king would never do that..." Levora looked at him; His enthusiasm disappeared from his face to only show low self-esteem and little anger by staring down at the alcohol. She politely calls over the waitress, who was just passing their table. "Please bring me two bottles of Neyen, please." "Oh! Yes, your Majesty!" "What's a Neyen? Is it some type of alcohol?" the curious man asked. "Oh, you have no idea what you're missing out on."

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