Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the square.

The emperor raised his head.

Ahead, a brand-new, lifelike statue stands tall.

He was very familiar with the image of the sculpture.

That was the First Emperor.

The founding monarch of this empire, the greatest ruler.

But why are there statues here, and why do they look so new, as if they were just built?

At this moment, a large number of people had already gathered in the square.

Almost everyone is talking about this fountain that shouldn't have been there in the first place.

'Did this appear out of nowhere?'

Listening to the conversations around him, the emperor was puzzled.

My gaze swept across the fountain and finally settled on the stone slab directly in front of me.

Step forward.

The emperor stood on tiptoe to inspect it.

Akame ga Kill! Chapter 27: General, what do you think?

The First Emperor awakens, offers his faith, and has his wish fulfilled?

Extract keywords.

The emperor was puzzled.

It feels like a religious proselytizing tactic.

Faith and the like can only be found in places with a strong religious atmosphere.

Domestically, the emperor was only aware of the Anning Dao religion, and there were probably others, but their scale was clearly insufficient to warrant discussion.

This is what's in front of me.

The idea of ​​awakening the First Emperor and leading the country to prosperity again feels like saying that the country is on the verge of collapse.

Well, perhaps it really is a matter of life and death.

The mere fact that such remarks could be made is enough to prove how much of a failure he was as an emperor.

The emperor couldn't help but feel frustrated.

But at the same time, he was also interested in what was written on the stone tablet.

Is it really possible to awaken the First Emperor and bring him back to life? And is it really possible to grant a wish?

"General Esdeath, what do you think?"

The emperor looked to the side, where Esdeath was also observing the stone slab.

“This wasn’t here when I last came, but I can probably guess who built this statue.”

Esdeath said it with certainty.

"General, you guessed it already? Who is it?"

"That's the one you recently ordered to be arrested, Surtr."

Esdeath answered.

There is no one in this country who could build such an exquisite fountain in a square, a place where people gather, in a short period of time without anyone noticing.

The last time I encountered something similar was when someone silently killed five people on the street.

This incident is similar to the last one in some ways.

Moreover, the slums were indeed within the other party's area of ​​activity.

I just don't know what their purpose is in doing this. Surely they don't really want to resurrect the First Emperor.

He's been dead for a thousand years.

The thought of him being able to get up again is rather terrifying.

“Surtr…”

The emperor muttered to himself; he was quite familiar with the name, in fact, there should be no one in the capital who didn't know it.

The other party is the most popular celebrity in Beijing right now.

Prior to this, he had always treated the other party as a traitor.

But now he's wavering.

The country is not as prosperous as those bureaucrats claim; they are deceiving themselves, and the ministers are not as trustworthy as they think.

In the dream world, they are the pests that are eroding this country.

Was what Surtr did right?

No, the other side disregarded the laws of the Empire and executed officials without authorization. From the Empire's perspective, this is not something to be praised.

But clearly, the other side can no longer be regarded as a simple traitor.

"General Esdeath, do you think Surtr might submit to the Empire if I were to try and win him over?"

The emperor asked.

“I cannot say for sure, but I can bring her to see you if you need.”

If you can hear confidence in the other person's tone, it means they already have some ideas.

"No, if possible, I'd rather go see her myself; that would show more sincerity."

"By the way, let's withdraw the arrest warrant for now."

It's clear that the Emperor values ​​Surtr quite a bit.

"Your will."

Esdeath bowed slightly.

"Ah."

Having made his decision, the emperor once again turned his gaze to the statue.

The stone tablet says that by offering your faith, you will receive an opportunity to have your wish fulfilled.

This idea of ​​a wishing machine would pique the curiosity of anyone, including the emperor.

"General Esdeath, I'm going to try to make a wish."

Aside from faith, nothing else was written that was needed.

It wouldn't hurt to give it a try.

"I think you'd better not have too high hopes."

As far as she knew, such religious propaganda was mostly empty rhetoric, and this passage was further embellished with several prefixes.

A devout faith and reasonable desires.

They even prepared reasons in advance for why it wouldn't happen.

"Anyway, there's no loss."

In a world where magic exists, this would probably seem like some kind of bizarre ritual.

But this world has no magic, so it obviously has no defenses against this kind of thing.

As he spoke, the emperor lowered his head.

He was familiar with the custom of ancestor worship in this country.

Clasp your hands together in front of your chest and begin to pray.

"A king who does not belong to this era"

"The Builder of a Thousand-Year Empire"

"The eternal ruler of the world"

“Your descendant, Alfonso Leon Fernando, prays to you that you may enable my country to prosper again.”

"..."

After a while, a cool breeze blew by.

"Nothing has happened yet, so is it the type that won't take effect immediately?"

The emperor tilted his head.

"I think it must have failed, because I didn't feel any fluctuation of power."

Esdeath said.

"Is that so? Is it because my faith is not devout enough?"

See? They've already come up with all the reasons.

"Perhaps your wish is too grand."

Esdeath wondered, if Surtr could really make the country prosperous in an instant, why would she bother killing bureaucrats herself?

"Is that so? It does say here that there should be a reasonable wish."

With that thought in mind, the emperor made another wish.

"Hopefully, the lives of slum dwellers can be improved."

"..."

There was still no response.

"Is this not acceptable either?"

Disappointment appeared on the emperor's face.

"Perhaps only some smaller wishes can be fulfilled, such as getting medical treatment or building a house."

Esdeath reminded her.

After so many days, she had a rough idea of ​​Surtr's range of abilities.

"I see."

His tone sounded somewhat disappointed.

These weren't things he felt strongly enough to need to make a wish for.

"That......."

The emperor pondered.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and he spotted those lying in the corner of the square, those covered in wounds.

In places like this, whether you're injured or sick, you basically have to rely on yourself to get through it.

"Then, please heal them."

The emperor spoke again.

This time, the statue finally responded.

The words fell.

Esdeath keenly sensed the exact same power fluctuations emanating from the statue that she had felt in the palace a few days earlier.

Invisible ripples spread out.

The stench mixed in the air was dispelled, and emerald green light spots fell from the sky like raindrops.

The crowd in the square stared curiously at the bizarre scene before them, dumbfounded as the particles of light fell and entered their bodies.

It was as if spring rain was nourishing the parched earth.

The wounds began to heal, the pain gradually disappeared, and the battered body regained its vitality.

Even those who were not injured felt their fatigue completely swept away.