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.
* * *
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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