Miss Surtr will ignite the world

"No, it's not Najenda, it's another Teigu user who uses fire. I'm no match for her."

Esdeath truthfully admitted her defeat.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

This time, before the emperor could speak, a violent cough suddenly came from the side.

Everyone present looked in the direction of the minister, only to see that his face was flushed and he was repeatedly pounding his chest, probably choking.

After a moment, the minister, who had finally recovered, ignored the strange looks from the others and looked at Esdeath in disbelief.

"Is this true? An opponent that even a general couldn't defeat? Could it be someone from the Revolutionary Army?"

The three questions in a row show that the minister is quite concerned about this issue.

“They are the real deal, an opponent I cannot defeat head-on right now. But don’t worry, they are not from the Revolutionary Army.”

Esdeath's tone was certain.

"Really? I'd love to meet her if I could."

The young emperor was quite curious about the person who could defeat the imperial general.

"I think she would be happy to."

Esdeath looked up and gave the minister a cryptic smile.

This made the minister, whose face was already sullen, darken even more.

"Then I'll look forward to it."

Unable to decipher the exchange between the two, the young emperor's eyes revealed an expectant look.

At that moment, Esdeath lowered her head and said...

"Your Majesty, after this incident, I have realized my own inadequacy, so I humbly request Your Majesty to..."

As she spoke, she raised her head, her eyes revealing longing.

"Please allow me to choose one more Imperial Arm."

Akame ga Kill! Chapter Six is ​​Alchemy

The North Gate of the capital.

After waiting for a long time in the long queue outside the city gate, the two finally crossed the gate guarded by soldiers and arrived at the most prosperous city in the empire, and even on this great road.

Surtr mingled in the crowd, looked up, and surveyed his surroundings.

On the wide street, clean stone slabs stretched all the way, and itinerant vendors selling vegetables and fruits shouted loudly on both sides of the road, calling out to passersby in a hurry.

Apart from the lack of skyscrapers, in Surtr's view, the architecture here is no different from modern architecture.

This is probably what a larger, modern town feels like.

Glass and steel objects were everywhere, and neat rows of streetlights lined both sides of the road. If she hadn't seen many people carrying swords and knives, she might have thought this was some kind of retro-style tourist attraction.

As Surtr was observing her surroundings, three figures caught her attention.

In the alley, three children dressed in coarse linen clothes stood on tiptoe, peering into a dirty trash can and rummaging through it.

"Those must be children from the slums; this place isn't far from the slums."

Najendan explained, reaching into her pockets, only to find she didn't have a single coin.

She looked at Surtr.

"wait for me."

As he spoke, Surtr walked to a corner, and when he reappeared, he had three soft loaves of bread and three glasses of water in his hands.

"It's alchemy."

Under Najenda's clearly disbelieving gaze, Surtr casually offered an explanation, entered the alley, and came to the three little ones' side.

Noticing someone approaching, the three stopped what they were doing and lowered their heads in fear.

"sorry."

Although they didn't know what they had done wrong to provoke the other party, the three apologized first.

Occasionally, people who look down on the slums will beat and verbally abuse them for no reason, but there's nothing they can do, since there's more food in the trash cans here.

"Lift your head up."

"Surtel said."

The three men obediently looked up, revealing three gaunt faces stained with dirt.

"Hand out."

The three did as instructed.

One for each person.

With that, Surtr placed the bread and water in his hands on the three of them.

"Eat."

Slow down.

Surtr offered a reminder.

After a brief moment of surprise, the three of them quickly began to wolf down their bread.

At the same time, a prompt came from my mind.

[Raw Stone x30]

That's really cheap.

You can get thirty Originium from three loaves of bread.

A moment later, after the three finished eating, Surtr gave them a few more copper coins, which should last them a few days if they spent them sparingly.

After all, it's that kind of place. Although I've never seen it in person, I've seen it in animations.

The three little ones left with profuse thanks. When Surtr walked out of the alley, she found Najenda walking towards her with a strange figure.

She was a lively-looking girl with wheat-colored skin, short hair, wearing a sports shirt, and carrying a cloth bag.

"Have they already left?"

The girl looked into the alley, but when she saw that there was no one there, a regretful expression appeared on her face.

"you are?"

"Surtr asked."

"Hello, kind stranger, I'm Hill."

“She is a follower of the Way of Tranquility. She seemed to be trying to help those children, but it seems you beat her to it.”

Najendan added.

"I'm really sorry, I'm Surtr."

The Way of Peace is based on the belief that "doing more good deeds will bring happiness and longevity," and from a purely doctrinal perspective, it is a very good organization.

However, this doctrine has little room to survive in the capital city now.

Surtr didn't have a strong impression of the organization, but their leader was impressive, possessing healing and prophetic abilities, and was rumored to be of mixed race.

Humans and dangerous species.

"No, there's no need to apologize. It would be best if they could get help."

Hill shook his head repeatedly, then took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it over, his eyes shining as he looked at Surtr.

"Miss Surtr, would you be interested in learning about our Heavenly Father and Savior?"

?

The terrible lines startled Surtr, who looked warily at the cheerful girl in front of her, who was holding up papers.

With a slight glint in his eyes, Surtr felt a little relieved after confirming that the other person's beautiful appearance did not conceal any twisted tentacle monster, and took the paper from his hand.

The words "Anning Road" are written at the top.

It looks like a flyer. Are missionary organizations these days keeping up with the times?

I wonder if they sent eggs?

Surtr thought to himself.

Continuing down, a beautiful long-haired man is depicted in the center of the poster.

The adjective wasn't wrong. Judging from the man's appearance alone, he had a face that most women would envy, and the word "beautiful" could indeed be used to describe him.

Of course, this certainly doesn't include Miss Surtr.

"Sorry, I have no interest in religion."

Surtr resolutely refused to return the flyer. She had never believed in such things in her past life, and that belief only intensified after becoming Surtr.

"Is that so? What a pity."

When the missionary work failed, the girl did not persist. She took out bread and water from her bag and shared them with the two men.

"Then please accept these if you're so kind as to. I can't eat this much by myself."

"Thank you."

Surtr reached out and took it, accidentally dropping a few coins into the other person's bag.

Have a wonderful day.

Taking two steps back and waving goodbye, the girl bid farewell to the two men.

Watching the other person's figure disappear, Surtr sighed inwardly.

She's a good girl; I hope the waters of the capital won't pollute her.

Are there many people like that in the slums?

"Surtr asked."

"Yes, and with the minister's brutal rule, the number is still increasing."

Najendan's tone was melancholy.

"I see."

Surtr nodded, thinking he could visit the place sometime.

“Let’s go, take me to the most luxurious hotel in the city.”

Surtr quickly grew tired of the bustling streets and decided it was best to settle down first.

Surtr, naturally unwilling to compromise herself in such a matter, patted the other person on the shoulder, instructing this local bully to treat her well.

"Um, what's your budget?"

"Najendan asked. She didn't see anything on the other person that could hold a lot of money, and she herself was empty-handed. The high-end hotels in the capital were all very expensive."

Well...

Surtr put his arm around the other's shoulder and pulled her to a corner. Under Najenda's questioning gaze, he took out a sapphire the size of half a palm from his pocket and handed it to her.

She naturally didn't have any currency in this world, but she did have some gems like these in her backpack.

Even if a magician's family doesn't practice gem magic, they will still have some of these things that can store magic power. There were still a few left in the pile of materials that Medea was sorting out.

The gems Rin usually uses for practice cost hundreds of thousands of yen, so the one she has must be worth a lot too.

While it's possible to create something directly using the Holy Grail, creating something out of thin air is not the same as projecting it; it consumes a lot of resources, so it's best to use it sparingly.

Is this enough?

Najendan accepted the gem. Its deep blue luster was as pure as the sky, and it could not be concealed even in the dim environment. The last time she had seen such a pure gem was in the palace hall.

"It's definitely enough, but are you sure you want to spend this gem?"

Najendan confirmed.

Is there a problem?

She wasn't Talulah, who could spend gems whenever she wanted. Besides that, all she had left in her backpack were a few dragon scales and some strange herbs.