Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Looking back at the battlefield, which was almost unrecognizable, the thought of two people of his strength standing on the opposite side was enough to induce despair.

Originally, I planned to return to the capital in a grand manner, but now it seems I must keep a low profile and avoid being discovered until the situation is clear.

Then.

The coachman in front of me.

It's no longer needed.

the other side.

When Surtr returned to the mansion, lunch hadn't even started yet.

The fight between the two didn't last long, only about half an hour, but the round trip took nearly an hour.

After a short rest, Esdeath had reached a point where it would no longer affect her normal actions.

The other person had a faint smile on her face, which showed that she was in a good mood.

The desire that had been building up for ten days was released all at once, which undoubtedly made people feel refreshed.

Even the frustration of failure was somewhat alleviated.

She probably won't be going to see Surtr again for a while.

This is what is known as the "wise man's time."

I hope she can continue like this.

Although it was unlikely, Surtr still prayed in his heart.

Upon entering the mansion, Surtr returned to his room, sat by the window, and rubbed his shoulders, which weren't actually sore.

To be honest, this battle was quite thrilling.

If it weren't for Clairvoyance's early prediction, Surtr would have definitely lost.

Even if they gained the upper hand later, they didn't actually cause any real damage to the opponent.

"It hasn't been that long, and that guy has become so strong."

Surtr sighed.

Just half a month ago, she could still chase and beat her opponent, but now she actually has the strength to defeat her.

This rate of improvement is a bit too fast, isn't it?

outrageous.

Given Esdeath's personality, she's probably already reflecting on her failures and thinking about how to improve herself.

After all, they are the other side, and they are as enthusiastic about fighting as office workers are about slacking off.

If there's a next time, it probably won't be so easy.

"I feel like I need to level up too."

That's what Surtr was thinking.

Even with Avalon as an absolute defense, it's all for naught if the offensive capabilities can't keep up.

But how can I improve? Simple training doesn't seem to be very effective. Magic is one aspect, but it's still not as useful as a sword in a fight.

As for the rest... Surtr opened the system.

Skipping over the regular pools, she focused her gaze on a angular, golden object in the limited-time pool.

Surtr's core beliefs.

Judging from the effect, it's meant to strengthen oneself. I temporarily gave up on the opponent because I bought the Holy Sword, but now I can give it a try.

"I hope you're capable enough."

Having already made a big deal, Miss Surtr didn't have much of a mental struggle with the mere two thousand raw stones and pressed the button without much hesitation.

[Purchased: Surtr's Mid-Length Favorite]

[Current Originium: 5018.2]

[Whether to use]

"use."

Surtr nodded decisively.

The next moment, a warm current flowed into his heart, and his strength gradually increased with the influx of heat. The comfortable feeling of soaking in a hot spring made Surtr squint his eyes.

There were no natural disasters; everything was accomplished quietly.

After waiting for several minutes until the warmth subsided, Surtr opened his eyes, realizing that the upgrade was over.

He frowned, as if he was puzzled.

An indescribable feeling lingered in her heart; it was familiar, just like when she held Levantine's hand.

But unlike usual, this time it felt more than just holding her; it was as if Levantine had been completely inserted into her body.

It was a strange feeling, but the increase in power was undeniable.

She clenched her fist.

As mentioned before, Miss Surtr's power largely comes from this sword, and she even suspects that her own body is influenced by the sword.

And now.

She felt that even without Levantine, she could still achieve the same output with her bare hands, and her physical abilities had improved slightly, but it was insignificant compared to her firepower.

If it's paired with Levantine, it will definitely be even stronger.

With that thought in mind, she took out the Flame Sword.

Of course, she certainly didn't intend to play with fire in the room; she was just going to get a feel for it.

However, as soon as she grasped the Flame Sword, she sensed something was wrong.

She did not feel any power coming from the sword.

?

A visible look of confusion crossed his face.

Place the sword on the table.

Upon closer inspection, Miss Surtr frowned deeply.

If the Levantine was once a powerful artifact, it is now just an ordinary greatsword of relatively good quality.

Even the faint consciousness contained within it can no longer be felt at all.

what's the situation.

She always kept the sword in her backpack; how could its power simply disappear...disappear?

"what."

Surtr suddenly remembered the strange feeling he had when his power increased, as if he had a sword stuffed into his stomach.

A few guesses formed in his mind, and his expression turned strange.

"So, the purpose of that token is to transfer the power of the sword to me?"

Akame ga Kill! Chapter 36: Fellow Travelers Meet Again

Miss Surtr felt she had been deceived.

What's the difference between this being enhanced and not enhanced? It's only worth two thousand Primogems? This is pure fraud.

"I want to complain! Using my original power to strengthen myself, isn't that just transferring power from one hand to the other?"

The complaint is invalid.

The system rejected it without hesitation, then said in a firm tone.

The products in this system offer exceptional value for money.

Value for money

Miss Surtr felt that her combat strength had not changed in any substantial way.

It might increase slightly, but it's definitely not worth spending two thousand primal stones. It's more worthwhile to buy some items.

If there had to be a qualitative change, it would probably be that her subordinate relationship with the sword had changed.

Previously, she needed to rely on Levantine to unleash her full power, but now the power within Levantine has been absorbed by her and has become a part of her.

This is actually quite important.

Before this, the sword ultimately belonged to someone else.

just in case.

If she were to encounter the real Surut later, she might be instantly possessed, without even the power to resist.

There's no need to worry now, since she's already absorbed the power within and even changed her household registration.

It would be perfectly fine to call her a newborn little Surut.

However, with so many worlds, the probability of encountering the original owner, or even returning to the Type-Moon world, is extremely small. It can only be said to be useful, but not often.

Perhaps it was because her expectations were too high at the beginning.

"Never mind, better safe than sorry."

Since it's already a done deal, there's no other way but to accept it. Miss Surtr has always been much better than others in terms of mindset.

He picked up the flaming sword on the table and tried to infuse it with some magic.

The yellowish blade gleamed slightly, and a faint flame ignited on the edge.

Although it has lost its power, it is still a sword used to seal the fragments, so it is much more adaptable to her power than other weapons. Moreover, its hardness is at the level of a Noble Phantasm, making it still the most convenient weapon to use.

"I wonder if I'll ever have a chance to get my hands on a real Levantine."

Muttering to himself, Surtr withdrew his magic and tossed the sword into his backpack.

Leaning back, resting my body against the chair back, and closing my eyes, my vision connects to the statues in the slums.

Before dinner, let's check on how things are going with the Holy Grail.

In the slums, in the square.

Surtr's will descended upon the statue of the First Emperor.

It was nearing noon, almost lunchtime, but the square was still packed with a dense crowd.

Whether they were planning to fulfill their wishes, had already fulfilled them, or were simply curious, they all gathered in this square.

The already small square was packed with people.

"Although I expected it, it's still a complete mess."

A day is enough time for rumors to spread. There's nothing new in the slums; people with free time will probably come to join in the fun.

Wouldn't it be better to hire someone to take care of it?

The idea was rejected the moment it came to mind; this is a public area, and who would listen to the management of someone who doesn't know their place?

In a few days, there will probably be fewer people here, since the chance to fulfill a wish only comes once.

After one viewing, it will just be an ordinary statue to most people.

I glanced around and it didn't seem like there was anything seriously wrong.

only.

This faith seems a bit lacking.

Shift your attention to the interior of the statue, to the cavity at the heart, where the Holy Grail is located.

The people's faith converges here through the array carved inside the statue, and in the end, it all transforms into the magic of the Holy Grail.

However, compared to the converted magic power, the Holy Grail's magic power is consumed much faster.

The water level in the cup has dropped to less than half; it will probably only last until tomorrow.

"These freeloaders, they only take the benefits and don't pay, right?"

Muttering to herself, she wasn't too surprised by the result.