Once the original left, the Daiki clone in the form of Henrietta tapped his chin, "Now, what to do?" he mused, walking over to her desk and sitting down in her chair.
He overlooked the documents on her desk and rifled through them for a moment, before sighing and rolling his eyes. It was all nonsense. Literal, absolute nonsense. Most of it were fucking documents from nobles with demands for taking part in the war.
There was even one from fucking Louise's father making not so thinly veiled insults because Henrietta declared war and more or less, politely calling her naive, stupid and selfish.
…Even though from what Daiki had gathered Henrietta had originally sued for peace, only for Albion slash Reconquista to take it as a chance to attack and destroy part of the Tristain military.
Because for some stupid reason it was customary for them to fly out on air ships when suing for peace on un-armed ships with flags of white.
'What kind of nonsense is this bullshit?' Daiki goggled. Beyond the retarded frenchie customary nonsense, what the hell were these nobles even thinking, they were completely retarded.
Especially Louise's dad. You'd think the fact he'd married the former greatest knight in the entire kingdom would have been an indication that he was smart in the ways of war.
But all he was thinking about was his Dukedom and his monetary assets. Like, he knew the nobles here were stupid as fuck, but dear lord Tobirama above, what the actual fuck?
Was this seriously the bullshit Henrietta was dealing with? While trying to wage war? As an eighteen year old girl, thrust into the position with no experience or idea what to do?
And for months?
Holy shit. No wonder she was so willing to just accept being stolen away by some random guy promising to deal with all her problems, even if she thought she was dreaming.
Daiki stared at the stack of documents, that piled so high it reached up over six inches. There had to be literally over a hundred documents.
This shit was worthless.
With that thought in mind, Daiki picked up the entire stack of documents and promptly-
Tore them in half.
"This shit isn't even good enough to wipe my ass with." he snorted, which sounded kind of amusing in Henrietta's voice which was usually gentle and kind.
How to deal with this?
Well obviously, the church of the holy grind would have to come into existence. But beyond that, he needed some way to make these backwards frenchies bow down and accept it without whining about blasphemy this and Brimir that.
…Well, he did have the transformation jutsu and recording lacrima. He could always go about making a 'divine message' from the gods Brimir and Daiki.
Surely they would wet their weeks in sorrow and lament in despair after they were disparaged by their beloved Brimir?
A sudden knock on Henrietta's office door brought him out of his thoughts, "Enter." he called out in Henrietta's voice.
A moment later, the door was pushed open by a short blonde haired woman in a white cloak, Agnese, "My lady, Sir Wardes is here to see you." she bowed her head.
Hmm, she was quite cute.
And those thighs were delicious looking.
But more interestingly, Wardes was here? Well now, wasn't this a fun little time to be Henrietta.
"Let him in, Agnese." he ordered.
"Yes." Agenese replied simply and stood up, standing out of the way to allow the man of the hour himself to enter.
Clad in a dark blue outfit that would look right in place on a bard, Wardes stepped into the office, long dark grey hair and pedostache shining brightly.
And that ever so fancy feather tipped hat of his.
'Mine.' Daiki thought.
There was a furious look in his eyes that he was doing his level best to restrain and a scrunched up piece of parchment held tightly in his grasp.
As soon as Agnese closed the door, he practically exploded forward towards her desk, "My lady, I apologize for disturbing you, but, it is urgent!" Wardes declared, "It is about dear sweet Louise, I have received a…disturbing letter from her. I request a small leave of absence to go check on her."
"Oh dear, if Louise is in trouble then I cannot sit by idly," Daiki fake gasped, "What does the letter entail? May I ask?"
Wardes grimaced, "Ah, my lady, it is a disgusting thing, not fit for your eyes, I dare not show such a-"
Wardes was cut off, by 'Henrietta' standing up faster than he could react to and backhanding him across the cheek hard enough to send him flying where he slammed bodily into the wall.
And as he hit it, 'Henrietta' lifted her other hand from the desk, where a seal had been placed. Sealing off any sound from leaving the room.
"You dare refuse to show your queen what she asks for?" he gave Wardes an icy disgusted glare through Henrietta's eyes, "A silly little cuckold like you thinks he has the right to do so?"
Wardes, in the form of a sprawled ball of limbs again the wall, ass over head groaned in pain from where he lay, "Oh stop crying like the feeble little cuck you are," 'Henrietta' sneered, "That was but a love tap. But then, I suppose a weakling cuckold wouldn't be man enough to take a hit from even a weak woman such as myself."
"C-cuckold!?" Wardes gasped, eyes flickering open weakly to stare at her in horror, "The letter…it was from you? Not Louise? And how…are you so strong?"
"No, it was from Louise, it is just that like me Louise has had the pleasure of being blessed with the seed of a god," he in the form of Henrietta tutted at him and walked around the desk, "Our great god has bestowed a divine revelation upon us, and fucked the ever loving shit out of Louise, giving her a pleasure your tiny little maggot frenchie cock could never hope to."
Any idea of keeping his tone polite and refined as Henrietta faded away, as he walked over and delivered a kick straight into his crotch with Henrietta's dainty sized feet.
A squeal of pain left Warde's throat as the kick bodily lifted him into the air where he slammed into the wall again and would have fell face first into the ground, if not for 'Henrietta' grabbing him by the throat and lifting him into the air.
"W-why….?" he groaned out in a pained high pitched voice.
"Because the great god allowed me to know, what a filthy traitor you are, you disgusting cuckold." 'Henrietta' sneered and proceeded to slap him back and forth with the back of her hand, each with bruising force.
Honestly it was hard to hold back enough not to kill him with a simple slap. Yet, within moments, Wardes face was a disgusting bloated mess of bruised and swollen flesh.
…And multiple of his teeth had fallen out.
God he was weak.
He didn't even have the strength to resist, his eyes were glazed over as if partially unconscious and, oh his pants were soaked, Daiki honestly hadn't noticed.
He'd learned to ignore people soiling themselves upon death back home.
'Well this is lame.' he thought, staring at the limp Wardes in disappointment. He'd wanted to torment him a little more, but a few heavily held back half hearted slaps had rendered him into this?
He did notice something else though, liquid trailing from his eyes. He was crying.
Fuck it, good as it was to see, there was nothing much left to get out of tormenting something this pathetically weak.
It was like pulling the wings off of a butterfly or a fly.
Well, he could still at least drive the nail in one more time. What did the wiki say about Wardes again? That he was seeking out the Holy Land the elves resided in, because his mother was driven insane while researching it?
He could work with that.
"You wished to know what really happened to your mother did you not?" Henrietta's sweet voice asked maliciously.
Some light returned to Wardes eyes and his eyes were all but begging 'her' to answer the question, if 'she' knew.
"She was punished for giving birth to a failure like you by the great god Daiki, the king god who rules above even Brimir, he saw into the future and saw what a pathetic loser you would be," 'Henrietta' gleefully informed him, "As such, to punish you for your future actions, he fucked your mother with his massive divine cock. The pleasure was too great for her, which is to be expected, she did have the same pathetic blood as you in her veins, and her mind snapped."
Despite the swelling of his face, Warde's eyes widened in despair and horror, a pitiful whine escaping from his throat.
"Just like your neck." 'Henrietta' beamed happily at him.
Before jerking 'her' hand around his neck…
And accidentally tearing his head straight off.
"Oops…" 'Henrietta' gave a sheepish giggle.
Daiki stared at the swollen face of Wardes in his hand and marvelled at it. Well, to be exact.
He marvelled at the way swanky feather tipped hat had stayed on his head the entire time. That was one sweet ass hat.
"Mine now." Daiki gleefully took it and stuck it inside the Dimension Force Seal, before deciding to get right down to business. He dropped Wardes' head to the ground with a meaty plop sound and summoned two other clones.
One of them wasting no time in transforming into a feeble looking blonde pretty boy, with short hair and dainty features. Into Brimir to be exact.
Said Brimir clone casually picking up Wardes head and tossing it up and down like a bloody football, "So what should we do this this clown?" he asked, "Get rid of it, make an example of it or maybe use him to pilfer his magic power? Honestly, he's dead but his brain will still be functional for a little bit, we can jack his memories for how to use this places magic."
"Sounds like a waste of time to be honest," the clone in the form of their own body shrugged, "The magic here is kind of trash, beyond being able to fly but they need shit like a wand or another amplifier kinda thing to use the magic in the first place."
"True," Brimir clone agreed with a nod, before holding the head up with a grin and jiggling it to move the decapitated heads floppy swollen lips, "Oh Louise where art thou? Do you be cucking me again?"
Wardes head was promptly snatched by the Daiki clone and juggled up and down, "Oh come on, have some class," he snorted, "Let's turn his head into a football and play a game, or turn his skull into a drinking cup."
"Cliche." Brimir clone snorted.
"We can come back to that," Henrietta clone rolled his eyes, walking over and sealing the corpse away inside the Dimension Force Seal, "For now-
"Aww, I was just gonna suggest we piss on his corpse!" Brimir clone whined.
"For now," Henrietta clone pushed on, ignoring him, "While the boss is off dealing with all the wind stones, we should put our own little show on and cow the nobles and get propre belief in the church of the grind going."
"Aw, fine," Brimir clone whined, "This is so lame, I don't wanna deal with these losers. Wish I was that other lucky bastard that was watching movies with Emerald."
"He's literally us, it's not that different from parallel processing," Daiki clone shrugged, "Just that another processing gets a body to do it."
"Shut the fuck up," Brimir clone scoffed, "I'll fucking parallel process a Rasenshuriken in your face."
"Not if I rasenkan your ass bitch." Daiki clone stuck the finger up at him.
"It's Rasenringu you dumb duck." Brimir clone stuck the finger up right back at him.
"Yeah and it sounds fucking stupid, kan instead of ringu fits better," Daiki clone scoffed, "The real name for it is Spiralling Fear Wheel in English anyway so it should really be something like, Rasenfurin or something like that."
"True now that you bring it up," Brimir clone fused, dropping his finger to stroke his chin, "We should actually get on that soon, Rasenshuriken was piss easy to get down after the Rasengan we learned just before ending up here, granted we can't throw it yet."
"Well, I have a rough idea on how Menma's stupid overpowered Rasengan works anyway, I think he used the spiral motions to compress more chakra into it and that's why it turns black like a Bijuudama because it was so dense," Daiki clone mused, "And those rings of chakra were just used to both help keep it compressed until detonating and add even more chakra to it."
"Makes sense, that thing was big enough to wipe out over seventy miles of land," Henrietta clone shrugged, joining the discussion, "Think about how overpowered it would be if we combine it with nature transformation like the Rasenshuriken."
"Heh, I mean considering how big an area the Rasenshuriken covers when it explodes compared to a normal Rasengan…if even half of that factors into the fear wheel, we could probably make country buster." Daiki clone laughed lightly.
And together they drooled.
'…Morons.' Isobu huffed.
It was almost sad really.
Just how easy it was for him to literally waltz into Romalia and take down the Holy Pope and his familiar. And then waltz right over into Gallia and do the very same to its king, and his familiar.
"They sure don't make Void mages and familiars like they use ta'." Derflinger snorted from where he was sheathed on Daiki's back.
It hadn't even taken all that time to infiltrate both countries and take them. The countries here were pretty small compared to back home. Even putting Tristan, Gallia, Albion and Romalia together, they weren't even half the size of the Land of Fire.
With the Mysterious Peacock Method to fly, he had literally done all this in less than an hour.
Daiki shrugged, "Were you expecting any different?" he asked with a roll of his eyes, looking down at the four unconscious people in front of him.
A svelte blonde pretty boy that could have passed for a woman. A younger, pale and slightly stockier blonde. A broad blue haired man, and a beautiful voluptuous dark haired woman.
She was pretty hot Daiki would admit, but she had nothing on Mirajane. She was a massive fucking cunt from what he remembered though, so he didn't have any problem feeding her to this supposed Ancient Dragon to power it up.
Wait, actually-
"Does it get stronger from feeding the void familiars to it as well?" Daiki asked curiously.
"Nah," Derflinger denied, "Honestly partner, why don't you just yoink their powers as familiars too? They might not be the Gandaldr and get to partner me with, but mastery over all magical items and control over all beasts is pretty decent as far as powers go."
Magical items maybe, but he remembered Julios' power over beasts from the show. He couldn't even control the Ancient Dragon.
If the power couldn't even control such a weak beast by his standards, it wasn't really worth taking.
And he said as such.
"Well the power from what I remember is based on the willpower of the familiar that uses it partner," Derflinger replied, "Maybe he's just lacking in it?"
"The Mind of God powers have their runes appear on the users foreheads." Daiki added.
'We both know that isn't an issue, you could hide them easily with your seals.' Isobu snorted.
…Alright fine, so he actually didn't really care and just wanted to go back and seduce Henrietta. Then get her into Louise's school uniform and blow her back out.
It wouldn't really be much of an issue, he already had an idea for a seal that would let him steal those runes. For one, they and the Gandalfr runes were originally supposed to come from the same origin. So he could use his own runes as a focal point to basically drag their runes towards him.
"Didn't you wanna get a good fight already?" Daiki asked the weapon spirit on his back.
"Eh, I can wait a little bit more." Derflinger replied with a chuckle.
"Fine, fuck it." Daiki rolled his eyes again and held his hand out, summoning his sealing brush and ink.
It took an hour and twenty minutes to complete the seal, after directing the hundreds of clones within Isobu's dimension towards it.
Which was really more total to a bit over sixteen days really, but whatever.
Standing over the unconscious bodies of Julio and Sheffield, both laying within a seal painted over the ground, Daiki brought his hands into the ram hand sign, "Seal!" he declared aloud.
The seal lit up with bright blue light, at the same time the Gandalfr runes on his left hand did the same. And then the runes on Sheffields forehead and on Julio's right hand, did the same.
Before promptly fizzling away.
And appearing on Daiki's own.
They glowed for a moment, before disappearing altogether from view, the Gandalfr runes with them, hidden away.
"Alright, that'll do," Daiki nodded to himself, just like the Gandalfr runes, he could feel as the powers integrated within him, but he ignored it and looked at the two now normal humans. He took in a deep breath, chest expanding, before-
"Hellfire Dragon's Roar!"
He opened his mouth wide and unleashed a massive torrent of blindingly hot flames that swept over the unconscious two.
And when he closed his mouth and cut off the flames, all that was in their place was a deep twenty foot pit of molten rock from where the sheer heat of his dragon fire melted the ground, and them away entirely.
"Jeez partner, you really show no mercy huh?" Derflinger mused aloud.
Daiki shrugged, "The bitch happily caused a war that got thousands of innocents killed and Julio was in support of his master in invading another world," he replied without remorse, "I'm not exactly a good guy, but there's lines and getting innocent people involved is where I pretty much draw the line."
It was literally one of the only reasons why the main plan to deal with the likes of Stone and Cloud back home, wasn't sniping their villages from afar with Bijuudama's through the use of the Shinkugan. to get him their undetected.
But rather a last resort kind of thing.
"Fair enough partner, fair enough," Derflinger replied, "So anyway, let's go beat up old rock face for fun!"
Yeah, that sounded a lot more appealing right now.
Making his way over to the unconscious forms of the pope of Romalia and king of Gallia, Daiki grabbed them by the scruffs of their neck and casually dragged them towards their destination like a pair of trash bags.
Specifically towards the form of a large rocky outcropping that looked more akin to a small mountain than anything else.
But in reality, was actually the Ancient Dragon itself just resting. Its entire body according to Derflinger was covered in a rocky armour and its real body was actually more like molten magma.
It was like a bigger, massively weaker more solid and vastly less intelligent version of Atlas Flame.
'Well, not wrong I suppose.' Atlas Flame mused.
"So anything to be on the lookout for?" Daiki asked the weapon spirit on his back as he walked towards the slumbering Ancient Dragon.
"Eh, not really," Derflinger denied, wiggling a bit on his back as if shaking a non existent head, "Its got flame breath like most dragons, but its more magma. Its armour ain't anything that can stop us, weaker dragons like familiar ones can be controlled by it pretty easy…oh and it has that whole anti magic thing going on. It pretty much lets it negate any power it has access to, but old rock face only has Willpower, so not like it can do the same to our chakra or anything like that."
Daiki paused, "Wait….what?" he blinked.
"Yeah yeah, it can't stop you at all to be honest, I mean even if it did have chakra or something you'd probably be able to punch it to death pretty easy as well and-"
"No," Daiki cut off Derflinger, "What do you mean it can negate power it has access to? How'd you know that?"
"Oh, cuz it didn't use to have magic or willpower or whatever," Derflinger just laughed, "Honestly, we have no idea where this guy even came from. He just popped up one day a little after Brimir got killed and was pretty weak and tiny back then, its little smoky miasma didn't do anything beyond look smoky, course then it managed to kill a void mage cuz that guy was a moron and basically eat him and take his power and after that its miasma got the ability to negate willpower."
"And you didn't think this was important to bring up first?!" Daiki gaped.
'And you didn't think that would interest us!?' Isobu was pure stunned.
'Say that first you dumb sword!' Atlas Flame roared.
"Ey now, calm down pals," Derflinger huffed, "What's so interesting about it anyway? Not like it can effect any of us now anyway!"
"No, but if it gets access to those powers it could!" Daiki shot back.
"How's it gonna do that? Unless you plan on letting it eat ya' or something." Derflinger replied, "…You aren't are ya, cuz that would be dumb."
'No you dumb sword,' Atlas Flame's eye roll could literally be felt within Daiki's mind, 'But Daiki has those powers, and if he seals it inside himself like he has done with Isobu and myself, then he can take its power for himself.'
'…To think such a weak world would have such a potent ability within it,' Isobu murmured, 'If Daiki gains access to it, he could negate not only the magic of this world, but ethernano, aura and even chakra! And the power of any other world we end up in and gain access to! Daiki would become near unbeatable!'
"Eh, it's not that great," Derflinger replied, sounding a little pouty, "How'd you think we beat this thing before? It can't do it indefinitely, it drains a ton of stamina from it to use, hit it with enough spells and power and the miasma gets smaller and smaller."
'Daiki's stamina will not just be his own though, it will be mine, and Atlas Flame's and the Ancient Dragons itself,' Isobu replied, 'Besides, even at that, the ability to negate on some things is incredible in of itself. Daiki, I will rarely ever say something like this. But you must go beat that dragon up and stuff it inside here with us.'
"But I wanna kill him!" Derflinger whined, "He's the only thing worth fighting here and I've got a bone to pick with him for eating my wielders…and me a bunch of times!"
"How about we go some other world then?" Daiki offered, "I've already left a return seal on Louise's ass, we can come back any time. We'll just pop over to another world real quick, see if anyone is worth fighting and come back after we do."
"…It has to be someone strong then partner, someone we can get a real good fight out of!" Derflinger relented.
"Fine, fine fine," Daiki rolled his eyes, "We'll take a jump or two, see if there's anyone worth fighting. And if not, well there's always Acnologia I suppose."
"Dunno who that is, but fine with me then," Derflinger agreed, "Let's go get you a big stupid rock dragon dinner special then partner!"
Well, at least that was dealt with.
Anti power huh? That made him think of a certain spiky haired unfortunate lad who he was a big fan of.
…Daiki hoped he never ended up in that universe.
Ever.
Even if best girl existed there.
"So, how do I wake this guy up exactly Derf?" Daiki asked, resuming the walk over to the slumbering rocky form of the Ancient Dragon.
…He'd need to think up a good name for it actually.
Like Bob or Billy Bob.
Or maybe Samantha?
"Eh, just give him a hard hit and jolt him awake," Derflinger wiggled and replied, "A good kick in the head oughta do it."
You know, this was why he could totally vibe with Derflinger. They had a similar thought process in a lot of ways.
"Alright." Daiki nodded, stepping forward-
And then disappearing from sight in a blur of raw speed and a second later a thunderous impact rocked the area as he smashed the bottom of his heel into the front of the mountain like and slumbering dragon.
Rock and debris went flying as his foot outright pulverized a massive chunk of the mountainous exterior.
And Daiki found his foot suddenly right within bubbling magma.
Not that it bothered him beyond losing his boot.
He was a Hellfire Dragon Slayer after all, the heat from the magma felt nice and toasty really.
A roar shook the air a second later as he pulled his foot back, the burning remains of his boot falling away as he did so.
And he looked up as the mountain like exterior exploded, massive dark wings clad in rocky armour erupting from it, debris and massive rocks falling as it rose up and up.
And then it was revealed in its entirety to him, a gigantic dragon that would tower over even Atlas Flame staring down at him with a trio of gleaming bright venomous yellow eyes.
The Ancient Dragon opened its massive maw wide open, a spiralling dark miasma wafting from every point of its body and cloaking it in its entirety and roared in pure rage at him.
"Here, have some breakfast." Daiki simply replied.
And with a jerk of his arms, tossed the king and the pope held in his hands high into the air, with pinpoint accuracy.
And straight down its gullet.
It swallowed them whole, and the miasma around its body spiked slightly in size.
"So do you prefer Bob, Billy Bob or Samantha?" Daiki asked, smiling up at the Ancient Dragon.
Who proceeded to roar and unleash a massive wave of red hot magma down towards him, that swept over his form and blotted him from sight.
Alright, here we are again boys, girls, monkeys, dogs, giraffe's, billy bobs and samantha's, back with chapter 12. Honestly, gonna end the AN right quick cuz I'm just about to start writing more of this, we're up to chapter 15 and such with it on the pa-atreon among other things.
Anyway, again, shameless Pa-atreon plug. I've got one, go by the same username on there, easy to find and all that jazz. Support me if you want, it'd be swell, but don't feel pressured lads and ladies, I'll be uploading my stuff outside it regardless and not keeping it all behind a paywall or anything like that.
