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3rd Pov
Humanity was confused and so were the Gods. Why was a human fighting for the Gods during the Eight round? The sense of betrayal hit most of humans, however the smarter ones were able to figure out from the words of Heimdall, that the figure in front of them was born with the power of Holy Grail, an artifact mentioned in Arthurian Legends.
However, the fact that a human, and Saint of Orleans nonetheless was fighting in Gods' stead hit them hard. Despite the dissatisfaction among the Gods and humans, no one could change the participant. Jalter grinned looking at her opponent, he was pathetically weak, though her Lord has told him he had some moves and his parameters in that suit weren't half-bad either.
" So are you ready! The match starts!", Heimdall announced, with the sound of horn filling the stadium. " Interesting a human fighting for the Gods? That was unexpected, but! Amazing!", Nikola tesla said, as he recalled the dragon he had witnessed earlier," A question! How did that dragon vanish? Was that teleportation? Or it was fake from the start?", he asked.
Jalter ignored his rambling, her lord had suggested him to ignore his ramblings throughout the match, and not reply in return. However, she was free to speak words of her own. " Are you my opponent? That's a weird attire you have, probably your weapon right, anyway you are sorcerer right?", she said as she grabbed her Flag and swung it lightly.
*Boom*
Gasps were heard throughout the stadium as with ease she demolished an entire portion of Stadium with a single swing. The ground had a few meters deep gap between them. She grinned and said," Let me show you my sorcery", however Nikola said," No! Non! Nem! Nein! I despise that word! What I use is no sorcery but Science!"
The Scientists in the stadium cheered wildly, " Yes Nikola Tesla that's it!", " We are pioneers of science!", " Show these Gods the power of science! Knowledge of men!", their words encouraged him, but it only earned a laughter from the Dragon Witch. " Science? Isn't that gibberish that is very difficult to learn? Hmph! Sorcery is much better!", she said.
Poseidon face-palmed himself, in past he had tried to make the illiterate woman a bona-fide literate, however the challenge he faced in this task was greater than facing the battle against Kojiro before his resurrection. He had thoroughly failed to make Jalter learn Science and Advanced Maths, though she managed to learn Basic Mathematics, Languages and a bit of logic after months of gruelling study.
He couldn't help but look at Jeanne sitting beside him, and recalling she is illiterate he couldn't help but have a headache. When he had asked what maths is, she had told him that Gilles had told her, ' It was wisdom that Lord had bestowed upon us! ', yes! Dreadful days awaited the God of the Gods.
[Master, I can't help but pray for you], system said softly, and Poseidon shed a tear in his mind, ' Don't worry system! No matter the difficulty ahead! I will survive and make my cute Jeanne an educated person who can tell the difference A+B and A-B', he replied with firm will, no matter how difficult path ahead is, he will remain firm.
Jeanne meanwhile can't help but get a chill, as she looked at Poseidon's deep gaze, one filled with something other than ' Love ', she can't help but be confused. Their focus returned on the match, where Nikola Tesla began with a Plasma Pulse Punch. Jalter dodged the high-speed attack with ease and fires erupted from her place, fending off Nikola.
" Flames erupt from the stadium but Child of Light remains unharmed!"
" Thankfully I have a cooler installed!", he said as he looked at the stadium below her erupting with torrent of flames, confusion came over him. " Oh! What is this? My scanners tell nothing is installed below us, so how are flames erupting?", he said with curiosity as he dodged his attacks at immense speed.
"Hmph!", Jalter snorted looking at him as if looking at dead meat. She had barely activated her Noble Phantasm, which resulted in the eruption of the flames. However, such a phenomenon belonged to the realm of Gods in this world, and due to her flames being mystical in nature were affective against the machine Nikola Tesla.
' Hmm Let's see- Maximized Shockwave ', Jalter silent casted a Tier 2 spell and a shockwave erupted from her hands, she had unleased it is obliterating a part of stadium. Meanwhile Nikola Tesla was frantically analyzing the unscientific phenomenon occurring before his eyes. He wanted to know, which laws guided their occurrence, the principles behind them.
" Oh! What?! Shockwaves erupt out of nowhere nearly encroaching Nikola"
" Chain Lightning", she whispered, and a bolt of thunder erupted from her fingers, the attack had the speed of thunder, second only to light. At immense speed it struck Nikola, however an instrument appeared on his back and started absorbing the lightning. Poseidon looked at the spectacle speechless, ' Does she wants to drown my name in the gutter? ', he face-palmed himself.
" Under the assault of thunder, akin to divine punishment, Nikola Tesla tackles the attack with his unhinged abilities!"
" Wait a minute why aren't you black and roasted yet?", a hint of surprise landed on Jalter's face. Nikola gave a smug grin and said," My suit is equipped with batteries that could handle a few billion volts just fine", his words went totally out of her mind. Jalter couldn't help but get frustrated and decided to take it seriously.
" Now, here comes my turn!", Nikola Telsa dashed towards her, " Plasma Pulse Jet punch", lightning cracked as he pulled his hand back... And punched. The sound barrier broke as he accelerated at immense speed, meeting Jalter head on who grinned. " Nice, very nice, it has been a while since someone has frustrated me this much!", she pulls her hand back and punches.
" Both of them meet head on, at a speed rivaling thunder itself!"
At a speed faster than what Tesla could react, he was punched on his face, the sound of his nose breaking resounded as he stumbled back. Jalter's Corrupted Holy Flag vanished into thin air, and a sword appeared in her hand. She took a fighting stance, a bloodthirsty grin flashed on her face, fire started swirling around her figure.
"Nikola!"
"Nikola!"
"Nikola!"
" The humanity is cheering for their champion!"
The humanity cheered desperately for their hero, while giving looks of hatred at Jalter. Meanwhile Record of Ragnarok's Jeanne D' Arc looked at her counterpart with confusion and agitation not noticing the Jeanne sitting beside Poseidon. Jalter had shifted her battle style to sword, instead of spells and Noble Phantasms.
Her heart thumped with power, silencing everyone, meanwhile Nikola fixed his broken nose, and looked at her seriously. ' How was she able to do that? ', a question lingered inside the scientist's mind. Jalter's inhumane feats despite being a human left him baffled, at first, he thought it was the courtesy of a Divine weapon, however now- He affirmed it she wasn't human at all.
" The Saint of Orleans has summoned a sword! It seems the real battle star-", Heimdal was interrupted by Jalter," Shut up pipsqueak, your shouting is annoying", she glared at him, and Heimdall's heartbeat stopped. ' Wha- ', he fell down before he could register anything clutching his heart, it felt as if it was held by someone's hand.
" DO NOT DISTURB ME MORE", she warned for a last time before letting go of his heart. That was without a doubt the ninth-tier spell grasp. " It would seem she doesn't want to use magic", a grin flashed on Poseidon's face, as he looked with adoration at his Jalter. She wasn't that stupid, if she were to user Noble Phantasm or Higher spells, she would have decimated the Child of Light by now.
However, she didn't, she recalled her beloved's words, who wanted to fight Sasaki Kojiro at equal grounds disregarding his other abilities. She too wanted to prove herself, to him, to her lord, to her husband. She might me not as strong as him, but she will never become a burden to him, lose to an opponent of equal strength to her, that's why she would use only her sword skills to achieve this victory.
Gods and Humanity wore an uneasy face, stadium filled with cheers was silent as Heimdall coughed blood and gasped for air. He has touched death. Nikola Tesla meanwhile assessed his situation, doing thousands upon thousands of calculations in his mind, on how to win. Naturally the scene of Heimdall falling down on his knees didn't escape him.
' I see- So you were holding back all along, how disrespectful ', Nikola thought and took a battle stance," Gematria zone!", he upped the game as a cage of lightning manifested around the stadium. She had been caged, and Nikola Tesla went on a direct assault, using Tesla step he left countless of his afterimages around her, moving at an inhumane speed.
' Plasma Pulse Punch Suprise! ', he attacked swiftly, crossing his legs, leaping and then attacking. ' Dragon's Haze ', Jalter reacted, she stepped forward, and then swung, she swung her swords so many times, that afterimages left behind seemed to make reality glitch. Their attacks collided, and countless slashes piercing through Nikola's armor.
' Fuck! ', Nikola Tesla thought as blood swept from the cracks of his armor,' There is only last chance! ', so, he used his trump card- And vanished, appearing behind her. It was a wrap, an attack with infinite speed. His hands few centimetres from her neck, when she reacted, instead of her neck bearing the attack, her sword collided against it.
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" This moved is known as Deprivation Sword Kingdom", Poseidon displayed the strongest move of Water God Style, he slashed in an omnidirectional direction at immense speed, near the speed of light forming an impenetrable defense. Jalter's eyes shined as she looked at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, once the demonstration ended, she looked at her own sword with frustration.
Water God Style wasn't compatible with her, so she had to pave her own way of Swords. There was nothing can be done, but she could she, do it? Master the sword and wield at the level of her lord. ' I am but a fake after all ', she thought with self-depriciation. She was but a mere creation of someone's fantasy who once considered herself to be original, however she realized a painful thing, she was but a fake, existing to fulfill someone's desires.
" Jalter- I don't like that look on your face", Poseidon reprimanded, and she trembled lowering her head," Forgive me", she said, he sighed and patted her head," You can do it Jalter, I know it- because if I can do it, so can you ", he encouraged her and she nodded. Thus, she dedicated herself to sword practice, working day and night out.
To say she created a new sword style was but a mere few words, not expressing the dedication she had given to achieve this. Yes, she was fake, but as long as Poseidon with him, she was better than the real. So she achieved it, pinnacle of swordsmanship, her own technique, the Dragon's Breath.
Her sword sliced through Nikola's neck seamlessly. The scientist's face widened in horror and so did the Valkryie's as her figure landed at the edge of the stadium, with Gematria prison dissipating. The figure of headless Nikola Tesla fell with a thud as blood sprayed over the ground. She was not too good in some grand and flashly techniques; she only knew how to slash. So, she did that, made a technique that could sever very atoms apart, seamlessly.
Silence
The entire stadium fell into a silence, humanity looked at the figure of their fallen contestant with despair while Gods erupted in a cheer," Jalter! Jalter! Jalter! ", the gods cheered for a human, for her prowess, for her win. The last move had cleared any apprehension they had of her. Meanwhile Brunhilde gritted her teeth, while her younger sister cried as they watched Göndul vanishing alongside Nikola Tesla.
Heimdall looked at Jalter with fear who turned and glanced at him," T-The winner of the ninth round of Ragnarok... Is God's champion, Jalterr!!!!", roars erupted in the stadium, echoing louder. Poseidon stood up and teleported to her," You did well", he praised her, and she blushed. He patted her head," You have come a long way"... Yes, she had come a long way.
To be continued...