Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Surtr felt a strange sensation.

Unfortunately, she let Talulah go; otherwise, she would have definitely shown the other party what a real luxury car was like.

Lost in thought, Surtr leaped onto the dragon's back and sat behind it.

"Let's go."

The dragon flapped its wings, stirring up a fierce wind.

The enormous body took to the air, carrying the two away from the mansion.

Outside the city, on the national highway.

A horse-drawn carriage slowly made its way towards the capital.

A muscular man with long gray hair and bronze skin sat casually inside the car.

Turning my head to the side, I looked towards the distant, faintly visible, magnificent city standing on the plain.

We're almost at the capital.

Sheila.

The son of a minister who had been traveling abroad was about to return to the capital he served after several days of travel.

In his hand, a crumpled, yellowish piece of paper was held in his palm. He lowered his head slightly, his dark yellow pupils staring at the hooded figure drawn on the paper.

This was sent along with the letter.

At first, Sheila couldn't believe it when she learned that her father had died.

After all, that was his own father, a minister of the empire, and the target he was determined to surpass. But he never expected that not long after he left, he would receive the devastating news that the other party had died.

And how is it possible that we don't even know what the murderer looks like?

But the imperial seal cannot be faked.

On his way back, after seeing the wanted posters plastered all over the city, he had to accept a fact.

My father is really dead.

The target they were chasing had vanished so easily, leaving Sheila somewhat bewildered.

But he came out very quickly.

The fact that my father died only proves that the other party was just that kind of guy.

On the contrary, I was really stupid to have targeted him so far.

One can only say that he truly deserves to be the son of a minister.

That's incredibly filial.

"But don't worry, Dad. For the sake of our father-son relationship, I will avenge you."

"No matter who the enemy is, they will be powerless against my Imperial Arms."

Sheila's tone was full of confidence.

The next moment, a loud explosion rang out from afar, the carriage beneath them shook violently, and the terrified neighing of the horses came from outside.

Shera grabbed the side panel and yelled at the driver.

"What's going on!"

"My lord, I don't know. It seems like there's a battle going on nearby."

The driver quickly tried to explain.

"fighting?"

Sheila looked puzzled, turned her head and looked out the window in the direction from which the sound came.

A strong wind, mixed with ice crystals and heat, swept in, and syllables involuntarily escaped from my throat.

"what?"

Akame ga Kill! Chapter 33: A Tribute

Sheila squinted. In the farthest reaches of her vision, natural phenomena that shouldn't have appeared in this area were spreading across the land.

The sky was divided into two distinct colors: one side was icy and snowy, and the other was a hazy yellow.

Two completely different things.

But in essence, it was the exact same destructive force colliding in the distance, the force of which was enough to travel hundreds or thousands of meters to reach Sheila's eyes.

You're saying there's a fight going on?

Sheila scoffed at the coachman's assessment; how could anyone be beaten to such a state?

It's more like an unusual celestial phenomenon.

Driven by curiosity about the unknown, Sheila pulled out her binoculars from her backpack and cast her gaze once more.

In the distant stone forest, the soil is covered with ice and snow, and continuous icebergs rise from the ground, with the dark red lava inside faintly visible.

Ice crystals, accompanied by the cold wind, fell from the sky and quickly dissolved into patches of white mist in mid-air.

White mist filled the air, obscuring the view along with the icebergs, preventing Sheila from seeing the entire scene clearly.

But vaguely, he seemed to see two dark figures moving through the mist, colliding, and then separating.

Ok?

Sheila rubbed her eyes and looked again.

The thick fog was pierced by the rising flames, creating a hole; the obstructing glacier was leveled by the flames; and Sheila finally saw the culprit behind all of this.

Two humanoid creatures, one red and one blue, clashed fiercely on the earth. Each strike melted the soil and froze the ground. The battle was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"..."

Shera put down the binoculars and rubbed her temples.

He felt like he might be dreaming.

If I'm not dreaming, why would something so outrageous happen?

That's a person, isn't it?

I think so.

He wasn't sure, even though he did look like a human being, his actions were completely unrelated to his character.

The fact that a battle could alter the terrain and influence celestial phenomena far exceeded his understanding of human capabilities; even Imperial Arms users were not this terrifying.

He preferred to see those two guys as super dangerous creatures in human skin rather than as humans.

No, even ordinary super-dangerous species might not be able to compare to those two.

This is probably what it feels like to be a human-shaped natural disaster.

After a brief respite, the horses calmed down, and the driver flicked the reins, preparing to set off again.

But before they could even get started, Sheila stopped them.

"and many more."

"What's wrong, sir? We'd better leave here quickly."

The driver gazed at the strange sight in the distance. Even though he couldn't see what was happening there, his years of experience pulling a rickshaw told him that it would be better to stay away from it.

"No need, let's find a secluded place to check the situation first."

Sheila gave the order, with an unquestionable tone.

I put the telescope back in front of my eyes and continued to observe.

After a brief moment of surprise, he calmed down.

First of all, those two guys were indeed human, and he even recognized one of the blue ones.

That iconic long blue hair and white military uniform, coupled with the use of ice as a weapon—there was only one such person in his memory.

Imperial General, Esdeath.

He's considered one of the strongest in the empire, along with Bud. If he were the one with that kind of strength, it wouldn't be surprising. What a load of rubbish.

This was the first time he had ever heard that the strongest in the empire could exert such a level of effort.

outrageous.

And the other one.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be... Sheila picked up the wanted poster in her hand.

Surtr.

His attire and abilities were exactly as described in the text, and he suddenly understood why his father had died.

Who can stand this.

It seems that the current situation is that an Imperial general is fighting against a wanted criminal of the Empire.

How could he possibly miss such a rare opportunity?

If Esdeath couldn't win, he wouldn't mind helping her out. He remembered that Esdeath was his father's collaborator, and the two might even become colleagues in the future. It wouldn't hurt to do her a favor beforehand.

Even if his firepower is inferior, he is inherently invincible because he possesses the Shangri-La.

Just wait quietly.

On the other side, in the stone forest.

"Hahaha, Surtr, as expected, only you can make me enjoy this kind of battle!"

Esdeath's unrestrained laughter and the sound of clashing weapons echoed in the air. Swords clashed, fire and ice fiercely tore at each other, and the surging energy caused the nearby earth to tremble violently.

"Don't do this, I'm scared."

Surtr showed a look of disgust.

The next moment, a giant flowing with lava appeared in the wind and snow, its body radiating a scorching heat like a violent volcano. Its fists cleaved through the air with a deafening roar as they mercilessly slammed down.

"Snapped!"

It sounded like stones colliding.

Another figure attacked from the side, crashing into the giant's side, and the tall figure fell into the snowstorm.

Surtr glanced over out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw that the other party's appearance was almost identical to that of the Lava Giant except for the color scheme, his eyes widened and he gritted his teeth.

"Shameless bastard, he actually plagiarized!"

"I'm just good at learning."

Esdeath didn't feel embarrassed at all; she had had this idea ever since she saw Surtr's giant in the palace last time.

After several attempts, we finally achieved results.

The ice giants she created could not only be used in battle, but also had their energy stored in advance and retrieved when necessary.

However, she made this on-site, so its second function can be ignored.

As for the design, it can be understood as a tribute.

The enormous figures were locked in a simple, brutal fight on the ground. Cracks appeared in the solid ice, and ice shards fell from the ice giants' bodies, indicating that the lava giant had gained the upper hand.

However, it will be difficult to win in a short period of time.

Esdeath did not choose to continue transferring power. Using excess power to create dolls was clearly not a wise choice; she just needed to stall for time.

The rapier in his hand became increasingly swift, and his swordsmanship, as precise as a scalpel, was in no way inferior to the heroes Surtr had seen in the Holy Grail War.

Despite this, Esdeath was still unable to inflict any damage on her opponent.

It's more accurate to say that the two sides have been in a stalemate since the start of the war.

No one can do anything about the other.

This was anticipated before it even began.

With similar hardware capabilities, it would be extremely difficult to determine a winner solely through basic attacks; neither player possessed a decisive move.

Similar to a Servant's Noble Phantasm.

Surtr didn't actually mind continuing to drag things out like this; with Avalon, she was already in an invincible position.