"Oh?"
Sitting inside a darkened room inside the Triumph and monitoring the progress of their grand plan. Jester's eyebrow suddenly twitched as he sensed a large disturbance coming from the city below.
"Would ya look at that~" He mused. "Seems like Conrad isn't the only one having enjoying himself today." He laughed in amusement before turning serious.
"But if they continue like this they'll destabilize my barrier."
"Hmm..." He tapped his cheek playfully.
"Guess I should get involved." He smirked and got up.
*Buzz* *Buzz*
"Eh?"
"Jester." A white projection suddenly appeared in front of him with Conrad's figure playing on it.
"Conrad~" Jester greeted in an exaggerated manner. "You're missing out on quite the show."
"Oh?" Conrad's interest was piqued.
"Princia's going crazy down there." Jester explained. "Can't see who she's fighting, but from the amount of mana she's outputting I'd say that her opponent isn't the type to go down easy."
Frowning at the thought that there was someone out there capable of pushing Princia to use enough mana that it even grabbed Jester's attention, Conrad brought up live footage of the knigdom and nearly tripped over when he saw the state of the capital.
Freezing up, he saw a large crater filled with dozens of scorch marks and flashes of yellow lightning laying dead in the centre of the city. The buildings that had once stood tall in that area had also completely vanished. It was almost like some on a dragged an eraser over that specific location and left it barren.
But what in god's name could have done thi-
"GRIM!"
'No!' He shook his head. There was nothing in Marx's memory magic to indicate that Grim possessed such power.
Unless...
Scanning through Marx's magic, he discovered that the last bit of recorded information Marx had on Grim dated back to nearly 6 months ago!
"Jester." He suddenly called out in a deepened voice.
"Hmm?" Jester's ears perked up.
"While I'm sure that she's capable of handling the situation by herself, to ensure that there are no unexpected consequences, would you mind giving her a hand?"
"Hah? Well it wasn't like I was doing much anyway." He yawned and stood up.
"But what should we do if he continues to resist?"
Falling silent and closing his eyes, he ran through Grim's information once more before finally saying "...Do what's necessary."
*Grins*
"Gladly."
---
"Hahahahahah..." Laying flat on her back in the middle of the crater and staring up at the darkened sky, Princia let out a heartfelt laugh as Grim slowly descended from the sky.
"How old are you?" She suddenly asked.
Pausing for a moment, he quickly calculated the age this body would be if looked at normally.
"17." He answered factoring in the last 6 months. "And you?"
"Hah? I died when I was 22."
"Uh huh... Wait what?!"
Died?
22?
Thinking about it now, he recalled that Julius was the 25th wizard king or something. So how the hell was he fighting the 11th wizard king? And can a wizard king even be a women? Wouldn't it be Wizard Queen? Is this person even who she claims to be?
Finally realizing that he had absolutely no idea what was going on, all sorts of questions started appearing in his mind.
But did that matter? Wizard King or not, she was capable of surviving his blows after 6 months of training. Just that alone was enough for him to not completely look down on her. And if what she was saying was true and that she had this much power at only 22, wouldn't that mean her potential far surpassed that of Mereoleona who was in her early 30s?
"Round 3." She whispered before suddenly exploding out with a near infinite amount of mana.
*BOOM!!*
Causing turbulent winds to start blowing everywhere, Princia's horizontal figure began levitating off the floor and upwards as an endless legion of her soldiers broke out through the ground and rushed towards the sky.
"WELL DONE GRIM!" Her voice echoed out as she continued to rise upwards.
"TO THINK THAT I'D BE ABLE TO EXPERIENCE SUCH A THRILLING BATTLE AGAIN."
While talking, her legion soldiers began gathering around her floating figure.
"YES. IF ITS YOU... YOU MIGHT JUST BE STRONG ENOUGH TO FACE ME WHEN I GO ALL OUT!!"
"Heh, are you kidding me?" Grim raised his head and laughed.
Watching as all those soldiers fused together to form a megazord sized legion soldier with Princia fused into its forehead, he summoned out another [Storm Blade] and pointed it at the giant mecha.
"YOU'RE GODDAMN RIGHT I AM!!"
*GRINS*
*GRINS*
But just as the two were about to engage in the third round of their fight, an unfamiliar voice decided to interrupt them.
"Sorry to barge in, but I'm gonna have to ask you to pipe down."
!!!
"JESTER!" Princia's head suddenly snapped in the direction his voice coming from.
"Yallo Princy." He waved with a big smile spread across his face.
"What are you doing here!" She questioned annoyed over the fact that her fight was interrupted.
"Nothing much." He shrugged and looked over at Grim with an inquiring gaze.
"Just making sure that there are no rats scurrying around."
"I can handle it."
"Are you sure? This rat seems to be quite bi-
Flashing in front of the purple haired Jester, covered in wind and lightning, Grim raised his sword up high and said-
"Fuck off."
[Heavens Fall]
"Oh?" Watching as the sword descended upon him, with a nonchalant expression on his face Jester used his [Barrier Magic] to create a shield to defend himself. Unfortunately for him, the [Warcloud Armour] multiplied the power of his spells by several times.
*SHATTER!!*
"Eh?"
Watching as the shield shattered in front of his very eyes, a sense of discomfort began spreading through his body as Grim's sword continued to descend until it came into contact with his forehead.
*BANG!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
Knocking him out of the sky and causing him to spin several times as he crashed towards the earth. The sound of a high pitch whistle echoed throughout the entire area as Jester's body hit the ground with a thunderous roar.
---
-Jester pov-
"Hah, hah, hah."
Barely managing to climb out of the pit he had created and covered in large beads of sweat. A wide eyed and half kneeling Jester breathed heavily as his entire body shook from the experience.
'What the hell was that!' He cursed unable to believe that someone who wasn't even a captain managed to put him in this position.
'I was forced to kneel. ME!!'
*Drip*
With his eyes facing the ground, the sight of a red dot on the floor caught his attention. Raising a trembling hand towards his forehead, the feeling of a warm liquid running down his finger made him go quiet.
Moments before Grim's sword collided with his head, his fight or flight instincts had kicked in allowing him to form several layers of barriers between the sword and his forehead. But if he was bleeding then it meant... his barriers couldn't completely block it.
"Y-YOU..."
Looking past the last barrier and onto his forehead, a vertical cut deep enough to show bone and still oozing with blood could be seen.
"YOU GODDAMN BRAAAAAAT!!"
*BOOM!!!*
Roaring out with mana, the entire barrier surrounding the capital began to quake as Jester's grimoire burst open and what looked like thousands upon thousands of weapons began forming out from the shaking barrier.
"You dare make me bleed my own blood! You low-born dirty peasant trash! I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU!!" He repeated clutching his bleeding forehead and glaring at the airborne Grim with pure hatred.
Staring down at him, Grim tilted his head to the side and with a smirk on his face he mockingly said "You mad bro?"
"ARGGGGHHHHH!!!!" He shrieked.
'Haha, he's gone off the deep end.'
[Barrier Magic: Voodoo Regalia]
"JESTER STOP!! YOU'LL KILL HI-
"SHUT UP!!" Jester screamed losing his reasoning.
"DIIEEEEEE!!"
Throwing his arm down, the various amounts of weapons followed suit as they plunged down from the sky in a manner similar Zagred's Storm of Swords.
"Heh." Grim grinned and raised his head towards the sky.
[Breath of Storm: Seventh Form - Dance of Storms]
*FWOOSH!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
*FWOOSH!!*
Combining this spell with his [Hyper Focus], Grim's movements became almost ethereal in nature as flashes of lightning and wisps of dark wind trailed behind his figure as the barrier made weapons stabbed past him completely missing their mark.
"Yo." He called out. "You can't aim for shit, hurry up and git gud scrub."
"Grrrrrr." Clenching his teeth together and snarled. If not for the fact that it would delay their plan, he was tempted to give up on controlling this huge barrier and directly kill Grim here and now.
"Princia!" He suddenly yelled. "Conrad wants him gone! If we let someone capable of swapping blows with us live he'll become nothing but an obstacle to the world we're trying to create! Only by working together can we guarantee that nothing can stand in our way!"
'The world we're trying to create...'
*Clenches fists*
"I-I understand." She relented.
Despite feeling like she had finally found someone on the same wavelength as her, for the sake of a better world, she would go against her principles as a warrior.
[Legion Magic: Endless Domination]
With thousands of weapons falling from above, an unknown number of legion soldiers rising from below and 2 wizard kings teaming up on him, Grim felt like he had reached the peak of his life.
To think in just 6 months alone, he'd not only be able to contend with a wizard king. But force two of them to work together to guarantee a win. If this wasn't progess then what was?