Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Author: Benben and the Cat

Introduction:

Legend has it that when a wish reaches its peak, a yellow exclamation mark will appear above your head, at which point a beautiful red-haired girl will appear to grant your wish. This is the story of Miss Surtr, stranded in a foreign land, who travels through various worlds in her quest to return home.

Current world: Fate/stay night, Akame ga Kill!, Divine Round Table, Honkai Impact 3rd, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, One-Punch Man, Atlantic Lostbelt, No Game No Life Zero

FSN: Chapter 1: The Intruders in the Holy Grail War

Far east, Fuyuki City.

When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was a gloomy sky.

Dark clouds rolled in, rumbling thunder echoed, and cold raindrops fell in fine threads to the ground, casting a somber hue over the city.

In the woods on the outskirts of the city, a girl lies on the ground, her eyes glazed over, as if she has not yet woken from a dream.

She was a beautiful girl with long, flowing, crimson hair.

She was probably around seventeen or eighteen years old, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a black dress, with a full figure, and a hint of wildcat-like arrogance between her brows.

If this were a teen romantic comedy, the girl would undoubtedly be the leading lady.

But both the pair of jet-black horns on her head, resembling swords and halberds, and the black and red greatsword placed beside her, all pointed to her extraordinary identity.

Centered on the girl, the nearby rainwater was evaporated by the invisible heat, revealing a dry space.

After a long while, the girl's unfocused pupils gradually solidified, and her consciousness became clear.

She blinked and then propped herself up to sit up.

The girl had a dream.

She dreamt that she had become a giant of fire that blotted out the sky, wielding a fiery sword and fighting countless enemies on a snow-covered land.

A handsome young man riding a wild boar, an old man with one eye, and a large dog with snow-white fur.

All enemies who stand in her way will be engulfed by her flames, the ice and snow will melt away, and the crimson firelight will paint the sky with the colors of dusk.

The scale of the scene was far greater than any movie I'd seen before.

Until the flames engulfed the world, the giant himself was plunged into eternal darkness.

She reached out and rubbed her temples.

Although it was a dream, it felt so real, like experiencing a second life.

Fortunately, she didn't feel any emotions in her dream; she was just like a machine that only carried out tasks. Otherwise, she might have developed cognitive problems by now.

What a terrible experience.

Shaking her head to calm herself down, she temporarily put the dream out of her mind.

She turned her head and looked around.

Beneath me was dry earth, with dark forests growing on either side.

In the distance, you can see dazzling neon lights, and you can vaguely make out flames rising from the city, so there must be a fire somewhere.

She also noticed that a large, black and red sword was lying quietly beside her.

"Levantin".

She subconsciously said the other person's name.

Of course she recognized the other person. If her memory served her right, she should still be at home playing the event, preparing to give her Fourth Sister the Eternal Twilight buff. But in the blink of an eye, she found herself in this place.

If this sword were here, wouldn't that mean...

The girl looked down, and what came into view was a patch of snow-white skin that could be clearly seen even in the dark. A black leather belt crossed her chest, the extreme colors creating a striking contrast.

Gurgle.

The throat makes a swallowing motion.

The girl reached out a hand and gently stroked the area below her neck and above her waist, like a cat kneading its paws.

An indescribable sensation welled up in the girl's heart, causing her whole body to tremble slightly involuntarily.

so true.

After touching it a couple more times, the girl came to a conclusion.

Maybe, perhaps, maybe, she traveled through time.

It also became Surtr.

Once you reach this conclusion, then look at the scenes in your dream.

That might not be the battlefield of Ragnarok.

The one riding the pig is Frey, the one-eyed one is Odin, and the big dog is Fenrir.

But where did the Norse gods come from in the Ark?

Surtur, or rather the giant beast Surtur, should have been cutting down Sami, not Odin.

Confusing.

Perhaps she wasn't the one on the Ark.

Miss Surtr could only come to this conclusion.

Without thinking further, she stood up, sword in hand. More important than figuring out what she couldn't understand was finding out where she was.

After she raised this question, an unintentional female voice suddenly rang in the girl's mind.

[Current timeline: The Fifth Holy Grail War, Host.]

"system?"

You can understand it this way.

"Ok."

There wasn't much of a reaction; Surtr easily accepted this premise. Since time travel had already happened, having a system wasn't a big deal, since it was all stuff he couldn't understand anyway.

"Did you bring me here? If possible, please take me back."

She asked the question that concerned her most.

Unlike other orphan transmigrators, Surtr is not alone. He has both parents, a harmonious family, and a beautiful older sister who is determined to marry him and is not related to him by blood.

She longed to return to her original world rather than venture into an unfamiliar one.

[The host's transmigration is unrelated to the system; the system was only bound to the host after the host arrived in this world.]

[The host can use the 'Random World Travel' function to return to their original world, which has a certain probability of success.]

As he spoke, a virtual panel appeared in front of him, and at the bottom of the panel was a red button called "Random World Travel".

After glancing at the description, just like the name suggests, which world you will be transported to is completely random. If you're lucky enough, you'll be transported to the right world on your first try, but if you're unlucky, you'll never be able to go back.

It doesn't sound very promising, but at least we can't completely give up hope.

However, Miss Surtr was quite confident in her luck, having maxed out the potential of the fourth sister in a single 10-pull.

Take your eyes off the button.

Although she really wanted to travel through time right now, the introduction said that each travel would require 2333 primal stones, which was obviously beyond her current means.

"How do I obtain Primogems? Are there any quests?"

Ignoring the trivial detail of why the Primal Stone icon was unusually similar to a certain second-generation game's material, Surtr continued to ask.

[The task needs to be triggered by the host.]

System response.

When a person's desire is strong enough, a task will be generated above their head by the system. Completing the task will reward them with Primogems and other rewards.

In addition, defeating enemies will also drop Primogems.

Was this guy just trying to say that an exclamation mark would appear above his head?

You play Genshin Impact too?

Surtr had a general understanding of his own system and didn't pay attention to its little quirks.

Consider the two solutions proposed by the other party.

Compared to fulfilling a wish, which sounds like a troublesome task, obtaining loot from monsters is undoubtedly much easier.

Even in modern times, Type-Moon has no shortage of monsters, let alone now that we are in the midst of the Holy Grail War.

According to the system, the stronger a person is, the higher they fall. There is probably no one stronger than a Servant in this city.

Raising his left hand, as if by instinct, a wisp of crimson flame rose from his fingertips.

The flames, following her will, wrote her current name in the air, without fading even in the rain.

It certainly doesn't have the power to kill all the gods like in the dream, but burning the surrounding area to ashes shouldn't be a problem.

It's hard to judge its exact strength without a reference, but it should be similar to the Servants of this generation, enough to participate in this deadly ritual.

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the flames in the air, and the power in his body slightly alleviated Surtr's unease caused by the transmigration.

And she is quite interested in the Holy Grail, of course, only the pure version.

Having that thing would save a lot of effort in fulfilling your wishes.

Admittedly, she was tempted. And purifying the Holy Grail wasn't impossible, considering Medea, the age of gods, was involved in this Holy Grail War.

With the advantage of knowing the plot and the opponent's magic skills, winning shouldn't be too difficult.

She had already thought of all the plans.

Marry, or rather, pick up Medea's corpse, then purify the Holy Grail and win.

A perfect plan.

Miss Surtr couldn't help but admire herself for devising such a brilliant plan that even the Queen was speechless. The only remaining question was whether Medea had been taken by the Grand Teacher yet.

What time is it now?

Surtr asked Miss System.

It is currently 9:31 PM Tokyo time.

"I didn't ask you that. I asked what the current plot is about."

【do not know. 】

The other person sounded somewhat helpless; she was just a system, not Doraemon.

"Ok."

It's a bit of a shame, but we'll just have to try our luck from here on out.

"Do you know how to get to Ryudong Temple?"

Surtr asked the question without much expectation, and the answer was naturally negative.

After looking at all the nearby mountains that looked exactly the same, Miss Surtr decided to try and find a kind citizen who was wandering around late at night to ask for directions.

In the woods outside Ryudong Temple.

The land was muddy from the rain, and a blood-stained figure in a black robe stumbled along the mountain path, weak and breathing rapidly, as if he might collapse at any moment.

But the faltering steps never stopped, as if they were trying to escape something chasing them.

Then, *snap*.

Sure enough, the figure fell to the ground, mud splattering onto her bloodied cheeks.

"Ha, ha, ha ha ha..."

She rolled over awkwardly, as if giving up, and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

The woman's name is Medea, and she is a Servant summoned by a magical ritual known as the Holy Grail War.

But before the Holy Grail War even began, her conflict with the Summoner had already reached an irreconcilable point.

The result is.