Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Surtr has little interest in missionary work, and the chance to have a wish granted is only once. Most people probably just see this thing as a one-time wish-granting machine.

They might be more sincere when making a wish, but they probably won't come back after that.

It's not sustainable enough.

Why not set a condition that wishes won't be granted without faith? Otherwise, it's too troublesome to make her replenish her magic every two days.

Okay, let's do it this way.

into the night.

Miss Surtr left the mansion.

After reviewing the kill list, she skillfully entered the slums and arrived at the square.

It's late at night now. At this time, apart from a few people with special professions, there are basically no people wandering around in places like slums.

Even someone who longs to make a wish wouldn't come here at a time like this.

There's no mechanism that allows only one person to make a wish at a time, and the effective range isn't small. People who want to make wishes have already done so during the day, so there's no need to waste their sleep time.

Unless there are ulterior motives.

The square was exceptionally lively tonight.

Although it can only fulfill some trivial wishes, it is already magical enough for the people of this world, and it is inevitable that some people will have wicked thoughts.

At this moment, a dozen black figures, their heads covered and carrying tools, converged in the center of the square from different directions.

Thieves from different places, gathered together for the same goal, all froze when they saw their fellow thieves.

A dozen or so heads scanned each other, their eyes revealing a similar wariness.

Standing on the rooftop, Surtr's gaze fell upon them, wondering when these guys would start fighting.

But unexpectedly, after some discussion, these guys seemed to decide to join forces and get their hands on the statue first.

"what."

Surtr yawned and watched as the guys approached the fountain with hammers and shovels.

She didn't intend to stop it; the original intention of setting up the magic array was to prevent such things from happening, so she just wanted to see how effective it was.

Beside the fountain, a burly man at the front rolled up his trousers and stepped into the pool.

The clear pool water reached up to his calves, and ripples spread out to both sides.

The thief approached the statue, crouched down, and carefully examined the joint between the statue and the base.

He tentatively reached out and pushed it.

There was no progress.

No, it wasn't that I felt any contact with the stone at all.

It was as if something was stopping his hand from moving forward.

The thief was puzzled and tried again, but the result was still the same.

Something's strange.

A vague sense of foreboding rushed into my heart, and I wanted to back away, but my companion cried out in horror first.

"Water! The water is rising!"

water?

The thief was puzzled and instinctively lowered his head.

Suddenly, the water, which had only reached his calves, had somehow risen to his chest and was still rapidly climbing upwards.

The mouth under the mask opened wide, as if trying to scream.

But the icy pool water blocked his mouth first.

With a thud.

The burly thief, along with his pickaxe, disappeared into the pool and was never seen again.

"Looks like I won't need to replenish my magic tonight."

Akame ga Kill! Chapter 37: Simple and Unadorned Political Struggle

Magic, in essence, is vitality.

Miss Surtr was a very frugal person, and in the spirit of never wasting anything, she gratefully accepted the magic for seventeen people.

The core of this magic circle is the Holy Grail, which is under Miss Justisa's control, so there's no need to worry about accidentally triggering it.

He leaped off the rooftop, crossed the deserted square, waded through the clear pool of water, and arrived at the statue, where he took out the Holy Grail.

The magic that was about to run out grew a little more.

If more people come every day, she will never have to worry about magic again.

She certainly wouldn't refuse something like a buffet.

Surtr eagerly anticipates pouring all his magical power into the Holy Grail.

Nevertheless, it is still a little short of being full.

What a big appetite!

There's no other way, so let's leave it at that for now.

After setting a condition, Surtr held up the textbook and drew a magic circle with a calming effect around the square.

The scene that was so noisy yesterday should be much better now.

Once everything was ready, Surtr left the square.

For the next period of time, nothing changed. During the day, he would lie in his mansion, learning magic, and at night, he would deal with bureaucrats.

The difference is that, since she is now cooperating with the Empire, she will at least inform them before each operation, and sometimes she even receives commissions from the Empire.

The other party knew better than she did which bureaucrats needed to be purged.

As for the slums, the newly added settings are indeed effective; at least faith and desire can be kept in a barely acceptable balance.

Although the daily harvest of raw stones has decreased, it's a steady stream.

Moreover, thanks to the calming magic circle, people can clearly feel the difference between the square and the surrounding area. Some people believe that this is the effect of the statue, and their faith has increased slightly.

As for those who had ulterior motives, without exception, they all became nourishment for the Holy Grail.

In short, everything is moving in a positive direction.

At least that's true for Surtr.

But people's joys and sorrows are often not shared. Surtr was happy, but it wasn't the same for others.

At least Najendan hasn't seemed to be in a good mood these past few days.

The reason was not Esdeath's devilish training, but the increasingly fierce rebellion in the southern part of the empire.

If that were all, it would be fine.

However, various intelligence reports from outside indicate that the previous case of corrupt imperial bureaucrats joining the revolutionary army was not an isolated incident.

More and more officials who fled the capital chose to join the "revolutionary army," dedicating themselves to the great cause of resisting the empire.

how to say.

It was a truly unexpected turn of events.

The organization, which was originally launched because of the empire's corruption, is now almost becoming the headquarters of corrupt officials in the empire.

If the original founders of the Revolutionary Army knew this fact, they would probably be so angry they'd crawl out of their coffins.

If he is already dead.

The revolutionary army has been taken over by corrupt officials of the empire; it would be more accurate to call it the remnants of the old empire.

Miss Surtr felt that she probably bore some responsibility for this.

She has only been in the capital for half a month, but the number of officials displayed in the central square has probably reached over a hundred, many of whom hold high positions.

The Empire has recently begun to reform its bureaucracy, and after Surtr eliminated all the difficult ones, the rest are no different from lambs to the slaughter.

However, because there were too many people, it was impossible to arrest them all at once.

Knowing they were in deep trouble, the officials clearly didn't intend to sit idly by, but they knew they couldn't win a fight.

Leaving Esdeath aside, as the other party wouldn't get involved in these matters, Surtr's achievements are undeniable.

Once you're targeted, there's no chance of survival.

Anyone with a modicum of sense has already chosen to flee.

And some people who are not thinking clearly are putting up a last-ditch resistance.

And that was the last card they had.

Imperial assassination squad.

As key figures in the ministerial faction, the elite troops trained by the Western Palace possess unquestionable assassination capabilities.

If Surtr can carry out assassinations, then they can too.

A simple and unpretentious political struggle.

If they can kill the current minister, they will still have a chance to turn the tide.

"So, you want me to protect you?"

Inside the living room on the first floor.

Surtr sat on the sofa, opposite an elderly man with a powerful hairstyle.

This wasn't the first time she'd met him. He'd greeted her the afternoon Surtr arrived at the manor, and he'd handled several of her subsequent requests.

"Yes, several clerks in the Empire have been assassinated in succession during this period, even with strong guards. Although an investigation has been launched, their hiding places have not been found."

"So you're planning to create an opening to lure them out, right?"

Surtr then added.

"Yes, no matter what, their ultimate target is definitely me."

Jolly glanced at Surtr in surprise, nodded, and stated his plan.

"I will go to the King of Fighters Temple to pick up my daughter tomorrow. Although the King of Fighters Temple is also in the capital, it is far from the main urban area, which should be a good opportunity to make a move."

"It's so obvious, will they even come?"

"It doesn't matter if they don't come. The empire has already begun purging them. The longer it drags on, the more passive they will become."

"Okay, I'll come along then."

Surtr agreed without much hesitation, her gaze fixed on what was in front of her.

Client: Qiao Li

[Mission: To ensure that the people of the empire can live in peace and prosperity]

[Rewards: 800 Primogems, 1 random rewards]

As Najendan said, Minister Jori was indeed a good official; putting everything else aside, she would definitely protect him just for the reward alone.

"That's really reassuring."

Jolly laughed.

Meanwhile, in the capital city, inside a tavern.

Sheila, wearing a hood, sat at the table, watching the flow of people outside the window, and clicked her tongue in displeasure.

Having spent several days in the capital in disguise, he was now certain that the Emperor had already mingled with Surtr.

All arrest warrants for the other party in the capital have been withdrawn, replaced by his headshot. The ministers have also been replaced by the previous ones, and even his father's funeral has been cancelled, with all his assets confiscated.

The capital city he knew was no longer the same.

The streets were no longer lifeless, and there were no more thieves or robbers at night. Even the arrogant and domineering bureaucrats and nobles had disappeared, afraid of attracting the attention of certain people and becoming the next corpses to be thrown into the square.

It was all Surtr's fault.

If it weren't for the other party, he would still be the son of a high-ranking minister, able to do whatever he wanted, without needing to hide.