Miss Surtr will ignite the world

There, a hooded woman was holding a tray, with tweezers in one hand.

On the tray, a plump, tender, and nutritious white larva is slowly crawling.

The woman turned her gaze to Aria, and her moist lips curved into a charming smile.

"..."

"Don't come any closer!"

Akame ga Kill! Chapter 8: A Dark and Windy Night, Perfect for Murder

A beautiful young girl is imprisoned in a dimly lit basement.

Disheveled clothes, lifeless eyes, slightly parted lips, and glistening tears dripping from the corner of her mouth.

It felt like being trapped underground by a group of muscular hunks and being violated dozens of times day and night.

Of course, Miss Surtr certainly didn't do anything to him. Although his appearance suited her taste, she wasn't that desperate.

On her tray, the plump larva had vanished. Surtr gently stroked Arya's little head to see where it had gone.

Miss is fortunate enough to taste this delicious food that is even more nutritious than beef today.

The adorable insects will settle in the brain of the person they are in after entering their body. If the person doesn't obey, then...

boom.

My head is split open.

Here's another hint: double insurance.

Anyway, these ordinary people aren't worth much raw stones even if you kill them, so it's better to let them contribute to her cause.

Surtr closed the book, "Magic, From Beginner to Tomb," and snapped his fingers.

Arya's cloudy vision cleared, and her sky-blue gaze fell on Surtr, filled with fear and obedience.

Surtr reached out and untied the other's restraints, and said.

"Let's go. Your parents are outside. Just continue as usual afterward."

"Yes."

Arya lowered her head and hurriedly left the room.

"All the kidnapped people have been rescued. It seems your side is finished as well?"

At the same time, Najenda entered from outside, covered in blood. The two passed each other, Najenda's gaze landing on Arya's back, revealing undisguised disgust.

No one would have guessed that this beautiful young lady would be a pervert who enjoys torturing others.

This empire is indeed rotten to the core.

"Ah, it's over."

She naturally told her good teammate about controlling the insects, but of course, she didn't reveal anything she was implying.

No matter where you are, mind manipulation is something that people generally find taboo.

"Let's go then."

Surtr put down the tray and walked out of the room with the other person.

The backyard of the mansion, on the open ground outside the warehouse.

One by one, the humanoid creatures, riddled with wounds from torture, lay on the ground. Most of them were already dead, and the rest were on the verge of death. Only one or two of them were still vaguely conscious.

The Aria family has a penchant for luring outsiders who come to the capital to their manor and then subjecting them to sadomasochistic abuse.

Many people were deceived by her angelic appearance and suffered cruel fates.

Is this what they call contrast?

With a sigh in his heart, Surtr glanced at the window that only he could see, took out the Holy Grail, and began to heal those who were still alive.

This time, they didn't try to hide it from Najenda. The other party was already an accomplice, so as long as they didn't expose it to others, it would be fine.

Najenda, who was standing to the side, turned her attention away from the ground and looked at Surtr with curiosity.

It's impossible for her not to be interested in the "alchemy" the other person was talking about; the fact that she wasn't asked to leave means she was allowed to watch.

As if by magic, Surtr reached out and grabbed a magnificent golden cup, which suddenly appeared in his hand.

This wasn't the first time she'd encountered something like this.

Reins, jewels, money boxes—even though the other person hadn't brought any luggage, they could always pull out or store various things.

It's hard not to suspect that the other party might have some kind of spatial artifact.

Imperial Arms?

However, the function of a single Imperial Arm could not be so complex, combining space, fire, and the ability to conjure bread and water out of thin air. This has completely surpassed the scope of an Imperial Arm.

Or is it possible for one person to possess so many different Imperial Arms?

Just as she was lost in thought, Surtr's voice reached her ears.

"Cure them."

It was just a simple sentence, but it was able to trigger a miracle.

A soft green light emanated from the Holy Grail and fell upon the bodies of the people on the ground.

Like new buds sprouting from branches and leaves.

On the ground, the ravaged bodies, tortured and broken, are rejuvenated from the inside out.

Breathing became even, the peeling skin began to repair itself, and even the severed limbs grew tender granulation tissue.

Najendan instinctively clenched her right hand.

That's probably how her injuries were healed back then.

A magical item.

The fact that a single sentence could produce such an effect was more amazing than any Imperial Arm she had ever seen.

That's probably where the bread and water came from before.

This is undoubtedly a being that surpasses the Imperial Arms.

The fact that Surtr could possess such an item only made her more curious about the other person's identity.

But this function must have its limits, otherwise, when fighting Esdeath, one sentence would have been enough, so why would it take so much effort?

half an hour.

[Raw Stone x60]

With the reward notification in Surtr's mind, the five people who were still alive were out of danger. Even Surtr couldn't do anything about the dead; he could only raise his hand and burn them to ashes.

We'll find a place to bury it together later.

"By the way, there's something I'd like to ask you."

Surtr put away the Holy Grail and looked at Najenda, who was still in a daze.

"what's up?"

Do you know where the minister lives?

Now that the base has been established, it's time to get down to business. Surtr looked up; it was a starless night, the moonlight obscured by clouds, and the deep blackness was even more eerie than usual.

Perfect timing! It's a dark and stormy night, ideal for murder.

“I do know where the ministers live in the palace, but the palace’s layout is too complicated to explain clearly just by words.”

Najendan recalled.

"By the way, do you know what this is for?"

She looked at Surtr, her expression changing slightly, a vague guess forming in her mind.

"Of course, we should directly address the root cause of the problem."

Surtr responded with a relaxed expression.

"If we can get rid of the minister, the subsequent operations will be much easier."

Surtr had no intention of playing a gradual game; he was going straight for the heart of the enemy.

Once the leader dies, the remaining followers will naturally fall apart. Even if a new leader is elected, it will take time. It will be very convenient for them to do whatever they want afterward.

Are you sure?

Najendan's tone rose a few decibels.

“I know you are strong, but that is the royal palace. Not only Esdeath, but also the strongest general in the empire, General Brad, and countless Imperial Arms users are there. If they find out, even you will not be able to escape easily.”

Judging solely from the strength Surtr displayed today, it would be difficult for him to face the two strongest empires in one fell swoop.

"Don't worry, I don't plan to force my way in head-on, and I have a trump card that will at least allow me to escape safely."

Surtr spoke with confidence.

Regardless of her offensive capabilities, she was at least somewhat confident in her defensive abilities.

"Since you have difficulty describing it verbally, could you draw me a floor plan?"

"Oh well."

Seeing that the other person insisted, Najendan didn't try to persuade her any further. She went to the living room with the other person, found paper and pen, and began to draw.

Akame ga Kill! Chapter 9: Divination

By the time Najendan finished drawing, it was past midnight.

Perfect timing, this is an ideal time for covert operations.

Surtr walked down the dimly lit street with several floor plans drawn by Najendan in her hands.

Of course, there's more to it than that, but for Surtr, this is enough.

The imperial palace has thirteen floors and is built on a central hill overlooking the entire city.

Najendan had also lived in the palace before her defection and was quite familiar with its structure.

Of course, being able to walk doesn't mean you can draw it.

Fortunately, as a general, Najendan had the basic ability to draw blueprints, and the few floor plans in front of her clearly marked the key parts of the palace.

It includes the bedrooms of generals, grand generals, ministers, and the emperor, as well as a treasury for storing imperial weapons and some other important facilities.

If this thing were to be thrown out, it would likely be charged with leaking state secrets.

However, the accuracy of the intricate route cannot be guaranteed by the other party, since they only drew it based on intuition. This is something Surtr needs to solve on her own.

Of course, this was not a difficult thing for her.

Sturt put away the floor plan and headed towards the city center.

The Hall family mansion is located near the center of the capital, and the bustling city center is just a short walk away. Even though it is late at night, the streets are still brightly lit.

You can come here to browse later; there are still things to do now.

Without looking around, Surtr walked through the crowd and went straight to the bottom of the inner city wall.

Concealing her presence, she hid in the shadows of the house, peeking out cautiously.

Before her stood a towering city wall, its gates tightly shut. From the city tower, she could see figures with guns moving about, presumably on patrol.

Two soldiers with guns stood on either side of the city gate, but their posture was crooked and their heads were drooping, indicating a lack of professionalism.

These days, even the most grotesque and deformed creatures dare to guard the city gates.

According to Najenda's intelligence, the capital city is divided into two parts: the inner city and the outer city.

The inner city refers to the location of the royal palace. Towering walls surround the palace, soldiers guard the city walls at all times, and dangerous creatures are kept in the sky. Crossing the city walls without authorization is basically a death sentence.

However, this was not a problem for Surtr.

Surtr pulled her head back, manipulated the heat flow, a breeze wrapped around her body, the light distorted, and soon, her figure disappeared from reality, merging into the darkness.

If you look closely, you might notice something unusual, but on this dark night, it's a pipe dream for ordinary soldiers to see Surtr.

Hidden within the buildings, Surtr arrived at the foot of the city wall, activated her formal attire, and transformed into a gentle breeze, easily passing over the wall.

It's very simple.