Chapter 335: The Approaching Threat
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"Mm, that was interesting to watch."
Sitting with her legs crossed on top of the chair, Sisty said while eating a sort of spicy food popular in this era.
"Even though they don't know each other well, and therefore lack much emotion for one another, their bodies don't care. Both bodies just clicked due to how perfect they were."
"…"
"I'll say, Master's body is superior though. As it was perfected by the universal humanoid standard. Even Abstracts find him perfect. While Da Vinci was made perfect by herself, a human, back in the 16th Century. Since that time, body preference has changed a lot. So it can't be said to be perfect by everyone."
"…"
"At last, on the subject of whom I like the most, it's obviously-"
Sisty was interrupted before she could explain her third point. By a flirtatious voice on the verge of breaking.
"My dear, you who look so much like anata, why don't you shut up? You are being very annoying right now."
Quetzalcoatl was smiling, but a murderous glint was in her eyes. Her smile glared at Sisty and said.
Sisty was stunned hearing her.
"What the fuck? You're very rude. I can be annoying or mind-bogglingly frustrating for that matter, neither should bother you. It's none of your business. Fuck you. Why are you even in here when the others left? I am self-commentating, don't interrupt me."
Quetzalcoatl's smile vanished.
"Ara, aren't you looking to die?"
Sisty scoffed at that, smirking a little.
"Die? Little Goddess, I am immortal. And I am saying that in a sense you can't even comprehend. I am-"
A circular, quivering breath of plasma left the blonde dragon's mouth, landing where Sisty was sitting.
A massive hole burned into the structure of the entire building, starting from the seat that was the impact point.
When the beam ended, however, Quetzalcoatl was left stunned.
Sisty still sat on her spot, floating now since the chair had vanished, and was still eating.
Neither she nor her food was damaged even a little.
"Overdramatically theatrical, won't you agree?"
Sisty asked, after just having used Kamui.
"Keep trying and you'll make Master mad when he comes out."
Quetzalcoatl's eyes sharpened as she took a battle stance.
She was just about to rush off to a relaxed Sisty, who was seemingly planning to stay untouchable to the end.
But before the one-sided battle could start, a golden portal opened up near the throne.
– Shroomm~
From within the portal, Neji walked out while blinking with Vinci's waist wrapped by his arm.
Neji paused in his spot and looked at the destruction with a growing frown.
"You two…"
He looked toward the only two people in the room.
Sisty and Quetzalcoatl.
Based on their position around the destruction, it didn't take a second for Neji to deduce what had happened here.
"Ugh."
Sometimes he wished he still had the quirk, [Overhaul]. Such measly damage could be easily fixed with that quirk.
"Go fix it. Just like you destroyed it. Use Earth Magic to fix it. You have two hours."
Sisty shrugged and looked at Quetzalcoatl.
"Go, shoo, shoo, little dragon. Go and do your job."
"Sisty,"
Sisty called her with a frown.
"Huh?"
"I was talking to you too. Stop adapting to Gilgamesh's personality and fix your own issues."
"...."
Sisty groaned and dropped her feet to the ground. While Quetzalcoatl smirked. She had forgotten why she was even waiting for Neji to come out.
"I really want to see,"
Sisty gave Quetzalcoatl a dirty look before turning to face the hole in the building.
"How will the little dragon react to Rumi? It'll be a very fun watch."
Their personalities were different, yet there were similarities. They were both muscular dominant women, at its base. So Sisty was curious to find out about their interactions.
In the meantime, hearing her Quetzalcoatl looked confused and curious. While Vinci too looked interested.
Only Neji sweated a little when he realized the depth behind her words.
'Not good.'
With that, Rumi's arrival was also very near. It had already been three days since their talk.
Speaking of that, Neji needed to be quick. He had to deal with the case of both Ereshkigaland Ozymandias simultaneously.
So that he could free his Ryukyu as soon as possible. So that, she can regain her true self from under the mask she was wearing.
The mask of a King.
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The Lion King.
Goddess Rhongomyniad sat on her throne with her hands resting on the armrest.
Her posture was straight, almost robotic, as she wore an equally mechanical expression.
In front of the throne were her Knights of the Round Table, kneeling and waiting for her to speak.
"The Knight Bedivere whom you speak of, the one whom you claimed to have betrayed me…"
The Lion King started speaking, her voice lacking any emotion whatsoever.
"Who is he, really? I don't recall ever seeing him before."
That was a question the Round Table hadn't thought they would hear from her. After all, Knight Bedivere was the most trusted knight of the Lion King.
"...I don't think you need to worry about that person, father."
To reply to that question before any other, was the King's daughter. The battle princess Mordred. With her head raised to look at the King's face, she too was a knight of the Round Table.
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"If you can't remember who that is, then it means that person is not worthy to exist. If you allow me, I'll hunt him down right now. I will erase him from the face of history."
A few of the other knights frowned upon hearing that but said nothing.
That day at the Holy Selection, something that nobody had expected happened. First, a Divine Spirit appeared out of the blue. That person who had caused a great load of commotion, which didn't end even after the Lion King annihilated him.
Another person, a female this time, had appeared not long afterward. She caused a lot greater havoc and even battled Sir Gawain with not much difficulty. At last, she fled with a single pair of mother and son.
Left perplexed, Sir Gawain still had more trouble to deal with. Another white-haired fellow, Knight Bedivere, appeared to cause more trouble and leave the selection with a lot of people.
Agravain, the schemer knight, looked up next and spoke in a slow voice.
"I think the three of them belong to the same group, given their trademark white hair. In fact, the first man and woman had blue eyes too. Though Sir Bedivere had eyes of green color, as we knew."
After a short silence, that he used to exchange glances and understand people agreed with him, Sir Agravain continued.
"Such a coup hasn't happened before. For it to happen all of a sudden, and with all three participants coincidentally having white hair… I believe they are part of the same group."
Sir Agravain finished, and the Lion King continued sitting in silence.
Mordred couldn't wait for more. When the silence lasted for a minute, she asked with a haughty voice.
"If you permit me, father, I can begin searching for Bedivere. The other white-haired man was killed by you, but the woman escaped via space-time magic. So the only way to track down their group would be to go after Sir Bedivere."
Unlike her prior silence, which was a little eerie, the King parted her lips to speak.
"The Divine Spirit from before isn't dead."
The Knights frowned upon hearing that. He wasn't dead? How could that be possible? That guy was clearly hit by the King's light beam, and his body had gotten obliterated.
"The body that I killed was a mere extension of his true self. I only realized that after he perished. The fake body was created by mana, and that mana traveled at the speed of light to leave Jerusalem and to Uruk nearby."
The frowns of the Knights deepened.
"Uruk?"
"The city of Gilgamesh."
"…! That guy from before! Thinking back, was he the King Gilgamesh?!"
They quickly reached a conclusion. It made sense why suddenly such a coup had happened. It was due to the force that was King Gilgamesh. He was trying to oppose Camelot!
However, that's the weird part. How did Gilgamesh come here? How did Uruk exist here? This dimension should only have Judah in it. This wasn't a complete world; it was just a single country in the entire dimension.
The knights stayed silent, looked up at the Lion King, and waited for her to speak.
The Lion King raised her head to look at the far window straight to her throne. Her eyes focused on the sky as she spoke.
"Judah was teleported. It was brought to this complete world. This… 'Singularity' isn't on the verge of destruction any longer, due to being located in a stable dimension. In this complete universe."
If that was the case… then the Holy Selection didn't have any point behind it. The reason for all that, to begin with, was to reserve a part of humanity in the flying tower that was beneath the Holy City. Because the dimension would soon crumble, and only this tower will survive.
However, if Jerusalem existed in a stable dimension, there was no point in continuing to collect human subjects via the Holy Selection.
The knights exchanged glances and gulped lightly. Should they offer up that opportunity to the King? None of them were entirely alright with the Holy Selection and its result. So if they could finally change it…
Before they could decide on that, the Lion King continued speaking.
"However, I can… see a greater threat. Beast II, Tiamat. She will emerge in the near future. I can possibly stop her, but it's not guaranteed. So we will not take the chance. We will not stop the Holy Selection."
The knights immediately nodded. It was their foolishness to think their King hadn't thought of this already.
"As for going after that Bedivere fellow,"
The Lion King stood up as she looked at her child, Mordred.
"There is no need. Instead, you are going to Uruk. My child Morded, you take Knight Tristain and Knight Lancelot along with some soldiers, and rush to Uruk. As my Future Sight says Tiamat appears in Uruk, I believe there is one chance to stop her from emerging at all. And that is,"
There was a short pause.
"To destroy Uruk in its entirety. Mordred, I bestow upon you the order to destroy Uruk to stop the venture of Tiamat. Therefore, freeing this chained world from the hands of absolute destruction."
While the other Knights nodded with serious expressions, Morded nodded with a huge grin blooming on her face.
"Uruk,"
She said as she stood up, with a hand over her chest.
"Father, I promise. Uruk will be destroyed. Along with its King, Gilgamesh."
The morning sun shone brightly from the skies beyond the windows. The rays cast a holy glow on the throne room, as the Goddess Rhongomyniad and her shadows stared silently at each other.
For some inexplicable reason, the cold and emotionless Goddess Rhongomyniad's heart tingled… just a little.
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