48 Chapter 47: Trouble

Mordred was currently in front of Brynhildr. She was panting heavily. In a daze, thinking of how she got herself in that situation in the first place.

'W-what was that? This should be illegal.' She thought of how Mordred convinced her to get a massage.

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"Hah... All-father is out there in his so-called gentleman establishments... With that pervert, Azazel." Brynhildr bristled in silent rage.

She remembered that the governor of the fallen commented on her. That she needed a boyfriend to get laid so she wouldn't be uptight.

"Damn pervert, why am I stuck with Odin-sama?" She then cursed Morded inside her mind.

Odin created new runes for reports and it has been circulated throughout the Valkyries. Now, they were the ones that handled the paperwork.

Sifting through piles of them while Odin just signs signatures or check out the most important ones. "Mordred-sama, you jerk. Now the all-father has more time for his perversions." She grumbled.

"Is that so?" She heard a voice behind her and she squeaked.

She immediately formed her spear and stabbed behind her. But the shaft suddenly froze as Mordred took hold of it.

'I knew he was strong... But doesn't he need to transform to get that strength? He stopped my attack like I was a kid trying to stab someone with a pool noodle.' Brynhildr felt a bit vexed.

She was called the strongest Valkyrie. But Mordred and his kin were absolute monsters.

Brynhildr can't help but compare herself to them. Especially because she is the strongest Valkyrie. And her competitive spirit burned.

"It seems you are stressed Brynhildr, I'll listen to your worries. Lay it on me." Mordred sat down and prepared some tea.

'Is he serious?' Her eyes twitched a bit. But she smelled the amazing tea he prepared and Mordred put some kind of honey in it that had tons of mana.

'I've been rude by trying to stab him... I should at least take his offer and talk with him a bit right?' Brynhildr felt a bit sheepish.

He is Odin's prized student. And not just in the arts of seducing someone. He's actually a really competent learner that she was jealous of.

His talent was through the roof and he was one of the few users of primordial runes. Something that even she's still learning.

"Your idea to make the all-father create runes gave us tons of more work. Now we handle every paperwork before it goes through him. And he enjoys the benefits of that immensely." Brynhildr sighed as she took a sip of the beverage he made.

Which made her annoyance melt away. It was smooth, but had a complex taste that coats your palette nicely.

And the honey gave her an amazing feeling. It was like a magical energy drink or something. Improving her mood instantly. As her fatigue vanished in a blink of an eye.

They then talked about how her work with Odin is. Her dissatisfaction with her boss, mundane stuff.

'Umu, the art of listening and just nodding is definitely easy. I wonder why men have problems with women.' Morded wondered and he will never know the answer.

And while he was pouring her another cup, he offhandedly gave an offer.

"You must be really stressed huh? It is hard work maintaining a faction. I'm managing one too, and it's not even as big as Asgard. How about I offer you a little shoulder rub?" Mordred genuinely thought it would help.

Serafall, Yasaka, Venelana, and Grayfia are in high stress environments. And they actually call him frequently for his magic hands. Though Venelana and Serafall look at him weirdly right after.

'That sounds nice... Wait, isn't this just a ploy so he could touch me?' She scrutinized him, but he just tilted his head.

"Okay, thank you for the offer Mordred-sama." She didn't find anything wrong with him. Especially because he has a poker face all the time.

And he sounded really casual and professional about it too.

"Mom loves it, I've been working on it for a long time." His fingers glowed with mana and before she could ask why he used his magic. His fingers rubbed her shoulders.

"Hmmm~ Ahhh! You didn't hear anything." She glared at him and he shrugged.

"Not the first time I heard that, Grayfia also told me that exact line." Mordred continued and Brynhildr felt herself melt.

And after a few minutes her face was shining. Feeling like a new person after he gave her a full body massage. And it wasn't even lewd at all.

Not the way he gave it at least. But she did fidget around and could feel herself become slick.

"Thank you Mordred-sama... I really appreciate what you did today." Brynhildr felt complicated.

"Anytime, just call me. Ohh, I'll add you to the club too." Mordred gave Tiamat a message to add Brynhildr in the women's massage club and she blinked dumbly at that.

"Ahhh, another one bites the dust." Yasaka messaged the group chat and Brynhildr frowned.

"Rest in peace, you'll never recover from this. What are you gonna do? Stop? That's impossible." Tiamat sent another message with prayer emojis.

"I think I got myself into something worrying." Brynhildr couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.

After that, Mordred went back to what he was doing earlier. Touring his friends in Asgard. It is the reason why Tiamat even agreed to let him go back there.

Though she filed a restraining order against Odin so he won't corrupt him even further. But the little rascal has a plan cooked up. He won't go down that easily.

"Mordred, you're really something else." Sona shook her head wistfully as everyone in Asgard called him a young master.

"We just beat Fenrir. I had help anyways, Thor and Dulio were vital to beat him. So I won't call it a true victory." Mordred shrugged.

Dragons believed in one on one after all. He isn't crazy about it like other dragons. But he really liked the idea of defeating strong foes in mortal combat with just the two of them squaring up.

"Heh, look at you. Humble as always, Fenrir is one of the top ten strongest beings in the world you know!?" Sairaorg punched his shoulder cheekily.

"It would have been better if you beat it up while in a Gundam. Though don't sell yourself short Mordred. It is insulting if you're too humble." Seekvaira advised him.

"True, only a handful of people could claim your feat. Even cousin Ajuka and Sirzechs would have to watch out for his fangs." Latia reminded him that Fenrir is the god devouring wolf.

Feared by gods everywhere. It could kill them even though they have divinity after all. Which is normally impossible unless in special circumstances.

Gods can kind of cheat death with their divine sparks. Their authority over a particular domain. Though it is only with the major gods of a pantheon.

Unless their divine souls aren't completely erased, they can come back like a jellyfish. Godhood doesn't mean you're just strong. It has different perks to it.

That's why so many mortals strive to become one. But basically none succeed. Notable exceptions are the victorious Buddha; Sun Wukong and Scathach.

"You guys are gonna make me blush." Mordred smiled at them.

"So? What did you learn in your time here Mordred? Did you receive revelations from the world tree? Have you held a divine weapon? Like Gungnir!?" Rias got excited.

She was still a chunni, and a spear that never misses is such an anime weapon.

'Ohh, if only you knew.' Mordred chuckled. Odin's Gungnir was nothing compared to Scathach's gae bolg.

Odin would be at the top 10 strongest if it never truly misses. Scathach's spear can alter causality and strike a person anywhere you go.

The only way to block it is with a weapon that has equal hax or have enough control over space to make it miss by tricking it that it already slipped through space to hit the target.

Or just simply have enough vitality to tank it. Which only a handful of people can do, Mordred included.

Grendel's regeneration is nuts. He was just really incompatible with Mordred's anti-dragon enchantments that were souped up with Yahweh's will.

He would have been beaten to a pulp by Grendel without that for sure. That guy survived the red dragon of dominance's crimson flames that incinerate everything.

"I did learn this, can I touch you?" Mordred asked for permission first. Tiamat scolded him because he felt up his kin without asking first.

"Uhh, sure? Kyah!" Rias let out a squeak as she blushed madly. He caressed her nape with a soft touch and she felt like lightning struck her due to the amazing sensation.

"What was that?" Sona immediately raised a brow. "I can make anyone relax and feel nice with my spell. It's also amazing when used in CQC." Mordred received a suitable backstory for it from Ise and Lavinia.

"That is amazing, you can make someone suddenly go limp with that. Then you beat the shit out of them." Sairaorg's eyes shone and he vowed to learn it as well. Sadly, he wasn't a dragon nor a magic type.

"R-really? Then can I try? Rias looks shocked." Sona volunteered and Serafall suddenly smelled the air.

"I can sniff it, almost taste it. Good job Mo-kun... Hehe~ Kuahahaha!" Serafall laughed like a maniac and her assistants thought she was finally going crazy due to sniffing glitter or something.

"Me too, being a heiress is so stressful. I'm actually envious of Latia here that just has to have a great education." Seekvaira sighed.

"Hmph, I'm actually going to be sold off in a marriage. But I also copied Rias, I'll beat the shit out of him. I'm not going to be the Astaroth's bargaining chip." Latia fanned herself, looking like a snobby young mistress.

"Well, we all do. But we'll just break out of them with brute force." Seekvaira smirked and the girls were pleased, looking at Mordred with gratitude for training them.

Seekvaira was the strongest among them right now, followed by Latia who can also use the Agares' trait; time.

Sona is the weakest, but she's a support type anyways due to the Sitri's water being the healing kind. Unlike the Leviathan's sea serpent of the end.

Sairaorg is the 2nd to the last. Because Rias is the bane of his kind of fighting style. The speedy one shotting types.

Mordred's hands then glowed and he traced their collar bones. Making them freeze due to the sudden spike of stimulus.

"T-that's certainly something." Sona blinked and the other two nodded.

"Right? Now I know why mother always calls him for massages. Which I thought was weird." Rias nodded in understanding.

And while they were having a pleasant time hanging out, Mordred suddenly received an SOS from someone.

"Kyoto? Akeno?" Mordred frowned. "Guys, it seems that we have an event in our hands." Mordred teleported them to Kyoto and they immediately followed Mordred.

They arrived at a shrine that was burning and Mordred clapped. The fires died down immediately and the green haired duo immediately used time to slow down everything inside after feeling two weak signatures there.

"Let's go." Sairaorg exploded with touki and Rias formed her power of destruction into a sword. She slashed it towards the upper half of the shrine and Sairaorg punched, blowing it off.

They sipped in a cold breath after seeing a black haired woman shield someone their age with her body.

She was struck by multiple arrows and a couple of swords were also stabbed in her body.

Mordred sighed in relief, they could still save Shuri. But he turned his gaze towards the attacker and the leader was a middle aged man.

He swooped in and took the mother and daughter pair out of there.

"Mordred-kun! Mom! Mom's hurt! Please save her!" Akeno immediately cried out and Shuri looked at him.

"Akeno... Please take care of her." She smiled at him.

Mordred stabilized her and Sona helped with healing her.

Seekvaira and Latia cancelled their clan traits and the attackers were confused. Because they couldn't see their targets that were just right in front of them earlier.

They then saw Mordred's group that was healing Shuri.

"Hand over that traitor and abomination. The Himejima clan need to absolve those stains to our name." The middle aged man squinted his eyes and he let out flames.

An image of a phoenix behind him. "Abomination you say? Do you have any idea who you're talking to? This is my friend you're describing." Mordred looked really calm.

But rage comes in different forms. "Kekeke, come on. Burn him to the ground, use our forbidden magics!" Azi Dahaka was in glee.

"Hah, humans are as dishonorable as ever." The middle head sighed.

"Yes, humans should be burned to the ground!" The third head wanted him to raze everything with fire.

"Hmph, a bunch of devils? Just brats too, hand them over and we'll spare you." The man scoffed and that struck a nerve with the others.

"Brats huh? You're wrong with one thing though. I'm not a devil, trash. I am... A DRAGON!" Mordred's aura flared to the maximum as void covered his whole body.

"Shit! He's going to enter outrage!" Rias immediately moved so he won't turn Japan into a crater with his rampage.

"Ruin blade art! Sword of Oblivion!" Rias disappeared from her place, using Shukuchi that Mordred taught everyone.

She suddenly appeared behind the group and her reddish, black sword that was made of concentrated power of destruction fizzled out.

The whole grounds of the shrine then got cut into pieces. Rubble floating for a second as her blade that can slice through almost anything moved at impeccable speed.

A thin line of the Bael's clan trait came out of her sword and the attackers went still. "I-impossible." The man then dropped to the ground as chunks of body parts, along with his goons.

"Fuuu, I had to use my trump card for that. Filthy bastard, attacking a young girl." Rias spat on their corpses and Mordred looked frustrated.

"Tch, lucky prick." He clicked his tongue. Latia, Seekvaira, and Sona immediately patted him all over. Trying to calm him down.

"Nice job Rias." Sairaorg gave her a thumbs up with a shining toothy grin. The only thing missing was a green spandex suit and a bowl cut.

"Good thing that Mordred trained us not to freeze up due to overwhelming pressures from dense mana." Sona sighed in relief.

Mordred would have definitely went into outrage and might erase Japan. They knew he was currently at Satan class.

But they have no idea what he'll be capable of if he went into outrage. Low class dragons can fight ultimate class beings by entering outrage.

It made them shudder, thinking of what could have happened.

A magic circle then appeared and Yasaka immediately frowned.

"Mordred, the entirety of Japan felt that. Amaterasu-sama wants to talk to you." Yasaka sighed and he shrugged.

"I will, the five principal clans need some changes anyways." He squinted his eyes and he wasn't afraid of gods.

Fenrir is stronger than Amaterasu. The only reason why it got defeated is it focused on him. Giving Dulio the chance to unleash his balance breaker on him. Which is only second to the true Longinus.

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