The group left the church, as they arrived to another town, as they said they noticed it was being attacked by Wyvern seeing this Kadoc, Mash and Anastasia went attack as Shattear
then looked at Ritsuka
Shalltear then looked at Ritsuka. "Should we help them Master"
Ritsuka just looked at Shalltear. "No they didn't need it".
Kadoc used his mage craft to deal with the Wyvern, as Ritsuka used a spell to summon a few mid tear angel, as holy lighth like entities came out of no where, as Ritsuka had one command, as the Angels went o help the normal people and even save them, as Ritsuka felt something a lot of energy as he saw a giant dragon he smiked seeing the dragon, he knows who it was, It was Fafnir as he saw Servant coming out of the Dragon back, he just looked at each of them, they had Madness enhancement,
But one particularly cought his eyes, a woman who was onces a holy maiden she has short white hair and pale yellow eyes. She has armor on her face in the shape of an M that covers her nose and the sides of her head. Her armor also covers her chest, arms and hands. It turns into more of an open front dress from her waist down.
Ritsuka just looked at the woman. "So your the one leading, a corrupted Jeanne D Arc, no I will just call you Jalter, but also"
Ritsuka felt something pulling him to her. "I see your dragon tamer, also Carmilla and Vlad".
Shalltear looked at the two vampires and attacked them sending them back. "I always wanted to fight the vampire of the this world, I wonder if you can take me on"
Meanwhile Ritsuka just looked at Jalter. "Well look she is of doing what she wants, as for you, can win against me".
Jalter just looked at him clearly not knowing who he was or what he was. "Huh as if a human like you can stop, my dragon will makes sure of that".
Jalter, her corrupted presence radiating malevolence, sneered at Ritsuka, her grip tightening on her flagpole as she commanded Fafnir to advance. The massive dragon roared, its eyes blazing with a fiery intensity, the sheer force of its presence sending tremors through the ground. The corrupted Servants around her, driven by Madness Enhancement, prepared for battle, their twisted forms eager to obey her commands.
Ritsuka remained calm, his gaze locked on Jalter as he observed her and the situation unfolding around him. "A dragon, you say? I've faced many formidable foes, and I am far from just a human."
He raised his hand, and the air around him shimmered with power as he began to summon his own magic. A circle of light formed beneath his feet, ancient runes glowing with golden energy. The ground shook as the summoning intensified, and the sky above them darkened.
Jalter's eyes narrowed, her confidence unshaken. "Your magic tricks won't be enough to defeat me or my dragon, human."
But Ritsuka's smile only widened. "I'm not just relying on magic. Let me show you the power of a true dragon tamer."
With a surge of power, Ritsuka unleashed a spell that tore through the air with a brilliant flash. A portal opened above them, and from it emerged a colossal, black-scaled dragon, its eyes glowing with the same dark energy that radiated from Ritsuka himself. This was no ordinary dragon—it was an extension of Ritsuka's own power, a being of immense strength and ferocity.
The sight of the dragon caused a ripple of unease among the corrupted Servants. Even Jalter, for a brief moment,
The group left the church, as they arrived to another town, as they said they noticed it was being attacked by Wyvern seeing this Kadoc, Mash and Anastasia went attack as Shattear
then looked at Ritsuka
Shalltear then looked at Ritsuka. "Should we help them Master"
Ritsuka just looked at Shalltear. "No they didn't need it".
Kadoc used his mage craft to deal with the Wyvern, as Ritsuka used a spell to summon a few mid tear angel, as holy lighth like entities came out of no where, as Ritsuka had one command, as the Angels went o help the normal people and even save them, as Ritsuka felt something a lot of energy as he saw a giant dragon he smiked seeing the dragon, he knows who it was, It was Fafnir as he saw Servant coming out of the Dragon back, he just looked at each of them, they had Madness enhancement,
But one particularly cought his eyes, a woman who was onces a holy maiden she has short white hair and pale yellow eyes. She has armor on her face in the shape of an M that covers her nose and the sides of her head. Her armor also covers her chest, arms and hands. It turns into more of an open front dress from her waist down.
Ritsuka just looked at the woman. "So your the one leading, a corrupted Jeanne D Arc, no I will just call you Jalter, but also"
Ritsuka felt something pulling him to her. "I see your dragon tamer, also Carmilla and Vlad".
Shalltear looked at the two vampires and attacked them sending them back. "I always wanted to fight the vampire of the this world, I wonder if you can take me on"
Meanwhile Ritsuka just looked at Jalter. "Well look she is of doing what she wants, as for you, can win against me".
Jalter just looked at him clearly not knowing who he was or what he was. "Huh as if a human like you can stop, my dragon will makes sure of that".
Jalter, her corrupted presence radiating malevolence, sneered at Ritsuka, her grip tightening on her flagpole as she commanded Fafnir to advance. The massive dragon roared, its eyes blazing with a fiery intensity, the sheer force of its presence sending tremors through the ground. The corrupted Servants around her, driven by Madness Enhancement, prepared for battle, their twisted forms eager to obey her commands.
Ritsuka remained calm, his gaze locked on Jalter as he observed her and the situation unfolding around him. "A dragon, you say? I've faced many formidable foes, and I am far from just a human."
He raised his hand, and the air around him shimmered with power as he began to summon his own magic. A circle of light formed beneath his feet, ancient runes glowing with golden energy. The ground shook as the summoning intensified, and the sky above them darkened.
Jalter's eyes narrowed, her confidence unshaken. "Your magic tricks won't be enough to defeat me or my dragon, human."
But Ritsuka's smile only widened. "I'm not just relying on magic. Let me show you the power of a true dragon tamer."
With a surge of power, Ritsuka unleashed a spell that tore through the air with a brilliant flash. A portal opened above them, and from it emerged a colossal, black-scaled dragon, its eyes glowing with the same dark energy that radiated from Ritsuka himself. This was no ordinary dragon—it was an extension of Ritsuka's own power, a being of immense strength and ferocity.
The sight of the dragon caused a ripple of unease among the corrupted Servants. Even Jalter, for a brief moment,
In the depths of Ritsuka's mind, he reached out to his Ultimate Skill, Michael, a manifestation of divine power and wisdom. The presence of Michael was overwhelming yet reassuring, a guiding force within Ritsuka's vast arsenal of abilities.
"Michael," Ritsuka's voice echoed within the mental realm, "I don't want to waste time dealing with this small dragon. What spell from the world of Overlord would be suitable to teach this girl a lesson?"
Michael's voice resonated with authority and calmness, offering guidance. **"The dragon before you, though mighty in its own right, is insignificant compared to the power you wield. To make a statement, I suggest using the spell *[Nuclear Blast]*—a powerful area-of-effect spell from the world of Overlord. It not only targets the dragon but also serves as a demonstration of your overwhelming might to Jalter."**
Ritsuka considered the suggestion. *[Nuclear Blast]* was not just any spell—it was a high-tier magic that unleashed a concentrated explosion of destructive energy, capable of decimating powerful enemies and obliterating any opposition in its wake. Using it would make clear the vast difference in power between him and the corrupted Servants, including Jalter.
"Perfect," Ritsuka thought, his resolve solidified. "Let's show them the true extent of my power."
Returning to the battlefield, Ritsuka's eyes glowed with a fierce determination as he began to channel the energy for the spell. The sky above darkened further, crackling with arcane power, and the ground beneath him trembled in response to the gathering force.
Jalter and her dragon, sensing the impending danger, prepared to retaliate, but it was already too late. Ritsuka's voice rang out with unyielding authority as he unleashed the spell:
"*Nuclear Blast!*"
A massive, blinding explosion of energy erupted from Ritsuka's outstretched hand, engulfing Fafnir and the surrounding area in a cataclysmic wave of power. The sheer intensity of the blast shattered the earth, sending shockwaves through the battlefield. The dragon roared in agony, its scales disintegrating under the immense pressure, and Jalter, despite her defiance, was forced to shield herself from the overwhelming force.
When the light finally subsided, the once-mighty dragon lay in ruins, reduced to nothing more than ash. Jalter, though still standing, was visibly shaken, her confidence shattered by the display of power.
Ritsuka stepped forward, his presence dominating the battlefield. "Do you understand now?" he asked, his voice cold and commanding. "You are nothing compared to the power I wield. Yield now, or face complete annihilation."
Jalter, stunned by the devastation and the sheer gap in power, hesitated. For the first time, she realized that she might have met an opponent far beyond her capability to defeat.
Ritsuka looked at Jalter. "I am surprised you survived a 7th tear spell".
Jalter just looked at him. "What are you".
Ritsuka just let out his angel wings, which sent fear done her. "You gess"
Jalter just looked at him, as she was Angry. "What are you Angel sent my god"
Ritsuka looked at her lapped, as he just looked at her, she thought he works for thr god of the bible, as he respects that man but right now, he just moved and sent jalter as she landed on a field that was once a battle ground
Ritsuka landed next to her and spoke. "Do you wanna try it again".
Jalter struggled to her feet, her body trembling not just from the pain but from the overwhelming fear and confusion coursing through her. The force that had just laid her low was beyond anything she had ever encountered. The man standing before her, with his radiant angelic wings, exuded an aura of divine power that made her blood run cold.
She glared at Ritsuka, her defiance still flickering in her eyes despite the terror. "You... you must be some kind of divine agent... an angel sent by God to destroy me." Her voice wavered, betraying the fear she tried so hard to suppress.
Ritsuka simply smiled, a calm yet dangerous expression. "An angel, you say?" He extended one hand, his wings flaring out behind him, casting a majestic yet intimidating shadow over Jalter. "I suppose that's one way to see it. But let me make one thing clear—I do not serve your God, nor do I claim to. My power, however, is far beyond anything you can comprehend."
With a swift motion, Ritsuka closed the distance between them, his presence suffocating. Jalter barely had time to react before she found herself lifted off the ground, suspended by some invisible force. The remnants of her madness enhancement fought against the terror, but it was a losing battle.
"Do you want to continue this?" Ritsuka's voice was calm, almost gentle, but there was an underlying threat that made it clear he wasn't making an offer, but giving a warning. "Or do you finally realize how outmatched you are?"
Jalter's breaths came in ragged gasps as she tried to muster the strength to resist, but the weight of Ritsuka's power was crushing. For the first time in her twisted existence, she felt a pang of doubt, a flicker of something she hadn't felt in so long—helplessness.
Her gaze locked with Ritsuka's, and in that moment, she knew that this was no ordinary battle. This was a force of nature, a being far beyond her understanding, and any further defiance would be futile.
Jalter, still in the grip of Ritsuka's power, swallowed her pride, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I... I yield."
Ritsuka released her, letting her drop to the ground. "Good. Then we understand each other." He folded his wings behind him, his stance relaxing slightly. "Remember this feeling, Jalter. The next time you think of challenging me, know that the outcome will be far worse."
Jalter remained on the ground, her body and spirit broken, but somewhere deep inside, a tiny spark of respect flickered amidst her fear. She had encountered something—or rather someone—beyond her wildest nightmares, and for the first time in her life, she was forced to acknowledge the limits of her own power.
Ritsuka turned away from her, his focus shifting back to the battlefield. "Now, let's finish what we started," he said, his tone returning to its usual calmness. "There's still work to be done."
As Jalter attempted a final desperate strike, Ritsuka's divine presence thwarted her effort effortlessly. The wound in her chest and the blood that trickled from her lips spoke volumes of her weakened state. She could barely muster the strength to move, and her resolve to resist was faltering.
Ritsuka's gaze was unwavering. "If you wish to avoid returning to the Throne, you must accept my terms."
Jalter, broken and weary, barely managed to nod. "Yes," she rasped, her voice laced with resignation.
Ritsuka, maintaining his composure, began casting another spell. "Phoenix Feather," he intoned, his words resonating with a powerful magic that enveloped Jalter in a warm, radiant light. "As for the condition, you will now serve the Dragon God. Jalter, you belong to me."
Jalter's eyes widened as the spell took effect, her form enveloped in a glow that signified her new bond. The power of the Phoenix Feather worked to heal her wounds and reforge her spirit, but it also bound her to Ritsuka's will.
Inside Ritsuka's mind, Micheal's voice interjected with a mischievous tone. "Kinky."
Ritsuka, unfazed by the comment, maintained his stern expression. "It's not about pleasure. It's about control and understanding your new place in this world."
Jalter, feeling the binding magic solidify her servitude, struggled with the reality of her situation. She met Ritsuka's gaze with a mix of defiance and acceptance, her former arrogance replaced by a grim sense of duty.
Ritsuka, satisfied with the spell's effect, addressed her with a firm yet reassuring tone. "Now that we have an understanding, remember this moment. Your actions and your loyalty will be tested. Serve well, and you might find your new role more tolerable."
With that, Ritsuka turned back to the battlefield, his focus shifting to the remaining threats and the task at hand. Jalter, now bound by magic and fate, followed reluctantly but with a newfound sense of obligation.
Ritsuka gently picked up the weakened Jalter, her once fierce demeanor now replaced by a vulnerable stillness. As he wrapped her in blankets, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. The battle had taken too much out of her, and her energy was completely drained. She looked so different now—almost peaceful, like a child lost in slumber.
"I am sorry," Ritsuka whispered, pulling her closer to keep her warm. His voice was tinged with genuine sorrow, a stark contrast to the power he had just wielded against her.
As he watched over her, the system's voice echoed in his mind.
[ Weren't you a bit too cruel to her, Host? ]
Ritsuka sighed deeply, reflecting on his actions. "Yes, yes I was," he admitted, his tone somber. "But you know, as the Master of Death, how I feel when millions of people are killed and die prematurely. It makes me angry, even if I don't show it."
He looked down at Jalter, her face now softened in sleep. "I don't want to be this way, but sometimes… it's necessary. I can't let those who cause so much suffering go unpunished, even if it means being harsh. But it doesn't make it any easier."
The system remained silent, as if acknowledging Ritsuka's inner turmoil. The weight of his responsibilities, the power he held, and the decisions he had to make were not without their toll.
Ritsuka continued to hold Jalter close, resolving to guide her with care from now on. "Rest well, Jalter," he murmured softly. "When you wake, we'll find a better way forward—together."
To be continued
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