I didn't think it was possible, there's actually someone besides me stronger than my summoned heroes?
I should try to recruit this Leon. His help could be game changing in the battle against Arthur.
I don't know for sure how strong Arthur is, but Merlin and Lancelot are both averaging at about 20,000, just below Dracula and Alucard. I believe he must be at least averaging 30,000.
I'm a powerful summoner, but could my summons really make up for the difference in strength.
I'm not as blessed as that girl my son is so intent on killing and defiling.
Well it's no big loss if Leon doesn't come to our side. Afterall, all it takes is for one of them to die and John can handle everything.
Then once I take over Britannia, I'll have proved myself worthy. He'll finally grant me the power of a god.
My plans perfect, not only can I gain unrivalled power and immortality, I can justify it through the needless unification of Britannia.
Don't worry Napoleon, I'll get revenge for Francais soon.
Prepare yourself Britannia, I am the servant of Chaos who'll tear down your empire.
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I slam my fists against the wall.
"I'll teach that bastard not to mess with me!"
I open the tub I was given and pour its contents into my hands.
So what if Father only said to take one before each fight.
I stuff the entire handful into my mouth and swallow them all.
"Amon Britannia, I'll fucking kill you! And when I'm done, I'm going straight to the hospital for that commoner whore!"
I feel my heartbeat quickening and my muscles bulging.
Yeah, he's gonna die.
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"Hey, Maya, how are you feeling?"
Mama and Papa come in to the hospital room to ask how I'm feeling after Amon left.
"I'll be fine, Amon will be coming back after he's fought Edgar Anglia. I can't wait to hear about it. I just wish I could see the absolute beating he'll give him."
"Maya, Edgar's abusing performance enhancing drugs to a massive extent, do you really think Amon will be fine?"
What is he saying, when we asked him what his stats were he said they were around 5,000,000.
"Of course he'll be fine. My Amon won't ever lose. Not to anybody."
"Well if you say so."
I know so. Amon, please hurry back, its lonely without you sleeping besides me.
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The time has come.
I step into the arena opposite Edgar.
Holy fuck. I can tell he's been doping, his strength is at least on the same level as Circe's.
"Don't worry Britannia, I'll make sure to drag your corpse to that commoner whore, you seem to like sleeping with her so much so you should at least be dead together."
Don't worry Edgar, I won't kill you in this fight. Afterall, there are fates far worse than death.
For the first time since joining the academy I pulled out my scythe and donned my cloak.
"What's wrong, don't want anyone to see your face as I kill you?"
I remain silent at his provocation. I'll simply bide my time and show him what despair truly looks like.
The bell rings and the fight is started.
Countless fire balls and lightning bolts fly towards me.
So slow. I can easily dodge this, not that there's any need to.
I stand there and take his attack, to the shock and horror of the watching crowd. However father seems to be smiling.
Why are you smiling after seeing your son being hit like that?
The smoke from the explosion covers the entire arena, obscuring me from everyone's vision.
"I didn't realise you were in such a rush to die! I was hoping to toy with you a little longer!"
I swing my scythe and create a gust of wind to blow away the smoke, revealing me, standing there unfazed.
"...What?"
He desperately starts throwing spell after spell, only for them to do nothing.
Yes, that's what I was aiming for.
With sweat dripping out of every pore he lifts his hands into the air and begins forming a huge ball of fire.
Oh, he's charging up a big one. Perfect.
After his attack had finished charging, he threw the ball towards me.
Pfft, this is too easy.
I open a portal in front of the ball and return it to his back.
The resulting explosion blasted him forwards, huge burn marks on his back. Second degree, he'll live, though it'll be agony for the next few weeks.
I hook my scythe into his shirt and drag him to his feet.
"You're out of magic, but not stamina. You can still fight."
I can smell the fear washing over him.
"DAMN YOU!"
He comes in and begins punching me repeatedly.
This reminds me of that fight between that politician and the cyborg. It won't end the same way though. Nobodies coming to give him an overpowered sword.
Wait, I can play that battle music in my head through dragging the memory out. Fuck yes.
It has to be this way, right Edgar. Though you won't know what I'm talking about.
Edgar finally stumbles away and drops to his hands and knees.
"I su-"
I cut him off before he could surrender, the world fell away around us and we were left on an infinitely large plain covered in water, the darkness showing just how deep it was.
The stars littered the sky and the moon shone behind me.
"What the hell are you!?"
I didn't answer him and instead lowered the blade of my scythe to touch the surface of the water sending out ripples.
Edgar screamed in pain as my blade penetrated the water.
"This water represents the human mind. It represents your mind."
I swing my blade to the side and the ocean was parted.
He falls to his hands, screaming and clutching his head, blood slowly beginning to trickle out of his nose and mix with the water.
I swing my blade up, stopping it just under his chin.
"You made a big mistake, Edgar. The moment you threatened Maya, threatened my world, you couldn't be allowed to go on living the way you were."
I brought my scythe up and sliced his face in two.
The illusion wore off, revealing to the crowd Edgars broken body.
The man in question curled up into a ball and started to break down.
He'll never be the same again.
The judge declared me the winner, and I turned and left, without looking back.