"What a nice day it is." I turned around to admire the view.
"[We going to talk about what just happened?]"
"The sun is shining; the birds are chirping."
"[Literally no birds out right now, and the Sun is setting as we speak.]"
"You know? It's the perfect evening to go for a walk."
"[To the Grimm Lands, I assu?]" Ddraig's flat voice was quite clear.
"What a wonderful idea, Ddraig!"
"[Of course, it has nothing to do with the woman we just saw, right?]"
"Woman, what won?"
"[Right, definitely not the woman you proclaid you wanted to step on you.]"
"You say the silliest things, Ddraig."
"Are you really going to the Grimm Lands to et Salem?" Jinn looked at with surprise.
"Ddraig convinced ." I replied.
"[I hate you.]"
"I do not know the extent of your magical capabilities, but she is an accomplished witch. Do not underestimate her." Jinn said sternly.
"Hmm, the fact that you can tell sothing like that ans it falls in line with my questions." I rubbed my chin.
She just smiled happily. "I have a little bit of leeway with your wording." She floated towards through the air lazily. "Well, if you can convince her to cease her production of Grimm, it would benefit the world."
Joking aside, this was sowhat a serious matter. "Would she be so easily convinced?" I would like this place to stop being a death world if possible.
"Anything is possible." She shrugged.
"I assu you would not wish to reveal yourself?" The supposed queen of the Grimm, she probably knew about the Relics.
She shook her head.
"Want to go inside the Boosted Gear with Ddraig?"
"Yes, please." She smiled brightly, turning into a wisp of smoke and returning to the lamp.
Cute.
I would tease her more later.
"Ddraig, you ready?"
[Push it against the gauntlet.]
I pushed the two divinely-created objects together, the Gauntlet taking in the Lamp.
{Oh, this is strange.} I heard Jinn's voice from within the Gauntlet.
[Hang on, let move the coffee table so we can set you up properly.]
"Wait, what?"
[I'll show you around, we have the kitchen in the back. A ga area in the lounge, and a spare bedroom, but it's currently full of so stuff I was storing. Give a little bit and I'll clear it out for you.]
"You're fucking with ."
{Oh, whats this?}
[Pool Table.]
"Nope, not going to fall for it."
I just heard the both of them start giggling.
This decision may be one I co to regret in the future.
I ignored their antics for now, for I had sothing much more important to focus on.
Taking out a mirror, I made sure my hair wasn't unkept. I straightened my tight and checked for any unwanted creases in my clothes. With a nod of satisfaction, I took out my hat and sat it on my head.
With Mirage in my hand, I swiped the sword through the air, creating a new portal to a new location on Remnant.
The darkness practically seeped out as I stepped through.
As if in a perpetual twilight, the place I found myself in was blanketed in a dense aura of darkness that didn't allow much light through.
Imdiately, several figures charged at .
Grimm, large ones.
They were basic Beowolves, except many more bone protrusions, and much bulkier. There was a term for this, I believe they're called – Alphas? A more advanced version of a very basic breed.
I didn't pay them much mind, they looked to be sturdier than the average, but their speed still left much to be desired.
A slight movent to avoid claws crashing down at , and a quick swipe of my sword decapitated them all the sa.
I humd to myself as I gathered another soil sample. I had a feeling this one would be particularly noteworthy when they were all studied together.
But that was for later, I didn't want to get sidetracked.
Turning to the north, I could see a large castle not too far away.
I casually strode towards it; Grimm being felled in my wake. I don't think any of the particularly smart ones moved towards as I felt so unique presences in the nearby forestry, which was surprising in of itself because Grimm were hard to notice. But I was assuming these were the older variety with more of a 'presence' to them, thus more easily noticeable by such ans.
As I got closer, I noticed how ancient the place looked, and more importantly, the amount of magical energy that seed to pulse off the entire structure. I had no doubt in my mind that it was being held together by magical ans at this point.
Whelp, ti to walk right into a Magus's workshop – or rather this world's equivalent.
What could possibly go wrong?
[This is going to end horribly.]
"Probably."
[I feel like we've been here before, Like a very similar scenario played out not that long before.]
"No idea what you're talking about." I smiled wistfully.
The massive doors at the entrance creaked sothing fierce when I pushed them open and as I walked in, the entire castle seemingly ca alive.
Strange crystal growths lit up like lamps, the windows took on a strange hue and the whole place felt like it was watching .
I didn't focus on it too much, because at the end of this huge room was a throne, and a red pair of eyes bore down on atop it.
I t her gaze, a small bit of interest was returned, perhaps the novelty of her receiving a visitor all the way out here? Call skeptical, but I don't think this place was exactly a tourist location.
The Grimm Lands were no-mans land. There were no settlents here, no life beyond what this woman allowed and the Grimm that road. A whole continent forced into perpetual darkness that allowed nothing to thrive.
I walked forward without hesitation, our gazes never leaving one another. "I have co for the Queen of Grimm." I declared my intentions. I was nothing if not theatrical when the opportunity presented itself.
She showed a small movent, her head tilting ever so slightly as I called her out, amusent seemingly overtaking her previous interest. "One of Ozma's champions?" Her voice was calm, but authoritative. It held the sa grace that Artoria often presented when she decided to don her regal mask. "I suppose he goes by Ozpin in this era." She continued. "Have you co to throw yourself at , to test my Immortality? Or did he not even reveal that secret to you? He was ever so good at making sure his pawns only knew the barest bit of information. Or maybe you are playing ssenger?" She quirked the smallest smile, one that threatened quite a bit of pain. "Does Ozpin have words to say to after all these years?"
No idea who Ozpin was, but it didn't matter. I walked a few more paces until she was only about a dozen feet infront of . "Any chance you could stop creating more Grimm?" I an, it was worth a shot?
She stared at for a mont before breaking out in laughter.
It was honestly kind of cute.
"I will admit, Ozma has never tried that particular approach before." She finally cald herself down.
"I guess that's a 'no' then?"
She had a humorous smile on her face. "It has been a great many years since I've been made to laugh such as this. You are granted my rcy and may return to Ozma, though whether you can survive the Grimm outside is left up to fate." She practically shooed away.
Huh.
"Actually, I have another question."
She raised an eyebrow at expectantly. "And pray tell, what does Ozma wish to convey?"
"Are you seeing anyone right now?" Still no idea who the hell this Ozma was, but I would rather not flirt with soone who was in a relationship, that's just scummy.
Whatever she thought I was going to say, that clearly wasn't it. The tapping of her finger ceased, and she stared at incredulously. "Are you mocking ? Did Ozma send you to jest in my presence?" Her eyes began to glow, a visible phenonon of her drawing upon her magic. "I no longer care why you have appeared here, be reduced to ashes along with all his previous champions." She raised her hand and an impressive amount of fire ford, spraying down on
Oh boy, I apparently said sothing wrong.
I flicked my hand, a Greater Ward cast to block the attack. The torrent only lasted for another mont, enough that she looked on in shock as I was left unmolested by her flas. She stood up from her throne, eyes widened at what she had just witnessed.
With another wave of her hand, lightning struck out.
It was easily deflected, another quick Ward absorbing and dispersing it.
She took a step forward, Ice burst out from her steps, covering the entire room in a thick coat as it began to form up like blades from the ground at burst at .
Runes flickered around my body, a wall of flas burst out to et it head on and lt away the magical attack.
She took a few more steps forward, hand extended and the gravity around suddenly increased several folds, I instinctively cast a Reinforcent on my body to counterattack the additional gravitational force, but it continued to increase, enough that the ground distorted at the epicenter.
Mirage gripped in my hand, I swung up, pulling on the Kaleidoscope to distort the space around us, diapering her montary Gravitational irregularity she created. It was surprising in the ease of which she could ss with gravity, such a thing is considered a very high thaumaturgy back ho.
"You....how is this possible?" She stared at as if seeing a ghost. "You are no Maiden, and it is not possible for Ozma to gift more magic with his reduced state....how did he acquire a man with magic?"
"Okay, real talk, I have no idea who Ozma is." I admitted.
She reached out, almost as if to touch and pulled away. "You are not one of Ozma's?"
"Nope." No idea who the fuck that was.
She looked at , studying my face for any kind of deceit. She opened her mouth, perhaps wishing to ask many questions that clearly brought a flurry of emotions to her face, but she hesitated for a mont before finally speaking. "Who are you, why have you co to my domain?"
"Wilhelm Henry Schweinorg." I introduced myself, expressing proper etiquette to soone of royalty as I took my hat off. "As for why I ca here..." I reached into my hat and pulled out a bouquet of flowers, holding them up for her to take. "I believe I already answered that question."
Her mouth hung ajar, seemingly incapable of believing what I was doing. With stiff movent, she reached out hesitantly and received the bundle of flowers, unsure of what to do with them. She stared at them for a mont before sweeping her gaze around the room, pursing her lips and mulling over sothing before speaking again. "You are offered guest rites in my domain." She spoke evenly. "No Grimm will attack you here while you are under my aegis."
Huh, well this sohow worked out. "I thank you for your protection, your Majesty."
She looked over again before turning away, I think I saw a pleased looked on her face at how I addressed her. "You shall follow to the dining room." She stated, leaving no room for rebuttal.
I just shrugged, as she led through her castle.
Truthfully, I didn't care where she was leading right now, as long as I can keep watching that ass sway.
I don't think even Scathach had anything on that bounce.
Eventually, she led to a room with a large table, as one would expected In such a castle. She gestured for to sit down at one end, and I obliged as was etiquette. She extended guest rites to , and I would be polite.
She sauntered off sowhere, only to return a mont later, a glass vase half filled with water and the flowers I gave her sticking out of it as she sat it down on the center of the table.
Taking a seat opposite of , there was an awkward silence that now filled the room.
"You possess magic." She finale spoke, clearly having many questions.
"Yes." I said plainly.
"Are there.....others?" She asked hesitantly.
I shrugged. "Who knows." She pursed her lips, clearly not liking my answer. "Why are you making more Grimm?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Who knows." She replied, mimicking my tone.
Touche.
Well, I could tell right away that this was going to go nowhere fast. Might as well try for a change of pace.
"How about a ga?"
"A ga?"
I wanted to know so stuff about her, she wanted to know so stuff about .
"One person asks a question; the other person has to either answer it or pass, and that question cannot be asked again in any form. If you pass on one question you must answer the next one no matter what. We each take turns ask the other a question."
"And what is to stop either of us from lying?"
"Pride?" I offered.
She paused, mulling that over. "I accept. Who shall be going first?"
"That was technically a question." I pointed out to a small bit annoyance on her face. "But ladies first." I gave a smile.
She tapped her finger on the table. "How did you acquire magic?"
"I was born with it." I replied. "Why did you assu I was with this 'Ozma' person?"
"Very few people are aware of my existence, it was a natural assumption to make since he is an enemy I've had over the past millennia." She stated. "Are there others like you, born with the capability of magic?"
"Yup." I said plainly. I could tell she was kicking herself for not asking a more thorough question here. "Do you live here all by yourself?"
"I have.... subordinates who co and go with my orders." She chose her words carefully. "Who taught you your spells? Such skills are hardly self-learned."
"My Grandfather." I said lazily, much to her surprise. It wasn't incorrect, but a lot of contexts was missing. "You never did answer my original question, are you in a relationship right now?"
She frowned, possibly irritated with my question. "I am not." She tapped her finger rhythmically, clearly mulling over so thoughts. "Are you aware of the 'relics'?"
Oh, going straight there. "Yes." I said simply and her eyes brightened. "Do you find attractive?" I wonder how long I can go before she gets fed up with my questions?
She paused, perhaps trying to find the correct words. "You are handso." Was her blunt reply, but it made smile. "What do you know of the Relics?"
"I know a lot about the Relics, you're going to have to be more specific or we'll be here all day."
"Fine." She responded. "Where are the Relics located?"
"The Relic of Creation is being used to keep Atlas floating in the sky, so the center of that whole thing. The Relic of Choice is in a pocket dinsion under Beacon, and the Relic of Destruction and Relic of Knowledge are with ." I smirked at her widening eyes. I flashed my hand, the Sword of Destruction appearing next to , floating in the air.
"You....." She stared at It quietly as I made it go back into my ring.
"Ah" I wagged my finger. "It's my turn."
"Fine, ask your question." She scowled.
"What's your relationship with Ozma?" Honestly, it felt like there was a lot of history there.
"Pass." She said almost imdiately, much to my surprise. "What would it take to acquire those Relics from you?"
"Pass." I gave a cheeky smile, much to her annoyance. "Did you intentionally do your hair up like that to look like a spider?" It was actually pretty cute.
She twitched slightly. "Yes." Was her curt reply. "Would your Grandfather be andable to discourse?"
"Probably, I can't speak on his behalf." I said honestly. I'm sure he would enjoy talking about magic if nothing else. "Do you like rabbits?"
"Do you intend to keep asking these nonsensical questions?" She scowled again. "Yes." She rolled her eyes. "Where is your grandfather located?"
"Pass." I easily skipped that one. "What's your favorite color?"
She seed increasingly annoyed by my 'non-question', but answered all the sa. "Black." She said clearly, but her lips curled up into a smile. "What is a secret you don't wish to know?"
"That seems like it's against the spirit of the rules." I pointed out.
"You had passed your previous question and there were no rules against this course of action." She looked very pleased with herself.
"Okay, if you want to play it this way." Sha, is that sothing you can eat? "I was staring at your ass the entire ti we walked through your castle." She blinked at before my words finally settled in, her mouth opened slightly. "What color panties are you wearing?"
I think I saw her cheeks turn the faintest red for a very brief mont. "What kind of question is that!?" She looked at indignantly.
"You don't have to answer." The corners of my lips twitched upwards. "Feel free to pass, who knows what I'll ask next, though." I wiggled my eyebrows for added effect.
She didn't outwardly react, nor did she make a motion to try and harm . "I'm not wearing any panties." She grit out.
"Oh my."
She stood up, slamming her hands on the table. "We are done." She started walking towards the door before pausing at the threshold. "You will receive a guest room for the night." She stated before departing.
Hah, looks like I won.
{As amusing as it was to watch Salem get flustered. What was the point of that?} Jinn's voice echoed out.
"I wanted to get a feel for her as a person." I shrugged. I wasn't going to ignore everything about her because I found her physically attractive, nor was I head over heels in love or so other nonsense. I was -- interested, for lack of a better word, and I didn't plan on pulling a ridia again. "To see how thin that veil of civility was. When she realized I was using magic, she changed her entire tone, I wanted to see if it was an act or not. Being a shaless flirt was just a bonus." I expected her to try and blast at the end there, she didn't, so that speaks a bit about her.
{And what are your plans now?}
"She offered a room for the night, it would be rude to refuse." I chuckled. "I don't doubt she will try to reinitiate again at a later ti, perhaps when she had ti to think everything over." Knowing that Magic is basically nonexistent here bar a few, it probably threw her for a loop that I popped up here with the capability.
I'm curious what she'll have in store for later.
***
Mc pops up infront of Salem, wields magic and shalessly flirts, Salem becos the confused.
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