Do Me A Wrong

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The Dragon of Domination?" Ichigo asked, his eyes drawn in perplexity.

"Aye, the Welsh Emperor 'imself," A booming voice called from behind them. The three servants turned around while Sirzechs sat straighter in his chair.

A giant of a man, encompassed by wild flaming orange hair, tramped towards them with massive strides. His entire frame was composed of rippling and thickly roped muscles. A light spray tan covered what was once frost white skin. A rugged look and eyes that danced with fire, Surtr Second was the kind of person that little girls ran screaming from.

"Ole Ddraig an' Albion were goin' at it like they always use' ta. Tha' fool offa King though' ta mee' 'em in battle. Hah! Only a comple'e idio' would challenge those two monstars a' once."

The giant's steps were heavy and thudded on the stone floor. He inclined his head towards Grayfia before dropping a massive hand on Ichigo's shoulders, nearly causing the young man to fall to his knees. "Good ta see ye again laddie!" Second laughed loudly.

"Hey," Ichigo offered with a wince.

"You're back early," Sirzechs said with a small smile playing on his lips.

"Aye," Second grunted. "Them cowards ran quickly enuff! So I came back 'ome to grab a bi' o'grub. 'Magine me surprise tha' four of us be gathered 'ere. 'Tis a rarity."

"Obviously you need more work then," Grayfia called with narrowed eyes.

"Ooo now," The burly man smiled. "Dinnae be like tha' sis. Need plenty o' relaxation I do. T'was not easy trekkin through them 'ills."

"Well, regardless, I haven't finished getting Souji and Ichigo up to task on their upcoming mission and afterwards you need to give me your full report." Sirzechs smiled.

"Hold on," Ichigo protested with a grimace. "Who the hell are Albion and Ddraig?"

"Ya dinnae know?" Second frowned, right before he turned towards Grayfia. "Ye be slackin' with the lad's learnin' there sis."

The other three men went wide-eyed as Grayfia silently began to fume at the insult.

Second, not paying attention to the situation at all, tactlessly continued on. "Let this 'umble jötunn* fix the 'oles in yer 'ead. Albion the Vanishing Emperor an' Ddraig the Welsh Emperor. Dragons the both of 'em. Nasty rivals, the two of 'em too and qui'e powerful. Use' ta tear the world up in their fightin'. It was them that sank Atlantis after tha' King took sword an' spear ta 'em."

Second began to gesture wildly with his muscle-roped arms. "A sigh' ta behold laddie! The seas roared to'ard the skies an' waves crashed like thunda' upon the shores! Dragon fire rainin' down an' the entire citadel spli' in twain! T'was the stuff of nightmare an' legends!"

"Second," Grayfia got out through gritted teeth. "Perhaps your tale can come at another time? We are preoccupied at the moment."

"Nonsense!" Second barked. "Lad's in need of propa' guidance. Cannae le' 'im get by like this. 'Ee be a disgrace ta our group with this lackin'! Besides-uufff!"

Ichigo wisely followed Souji and Sirzechs' example and backed up several paces as Grayfia seemingly had enough and slammed the back of her hand into the giant's solar plexus. The foolish cloned giant had doubled over in pain and wheezed out as his diaphragm struggled paralyzed. Grayfia brought her arm up and sent her elbow smashing to the back of Surtr Second's head.

The massive chamber shook as the impact caused a small shockwave to travel through the entire mansion. The Norse Giant slid to the floor unconscious and as Grayfia snapped her gaze up, Sirzechs ducked behind his desk and Ichigo and Souji pressed themselves against the wall.

"Sirzechs-sama," Grayfia said as the wrinkles of frustration smoothed over and her delicate features fell neutral once more.

"Y-Yes?" He said timidly as he slowly rose from behind his desk.

"Perhaps it is time to finish this so that Souji-san and Ichigo-kun can be about their business?" She said evenly.

Ichigo heard Sirzechs swallow hard. "R-Right. Get that affair with Berith and Furfur finished than head over to Kyoto in the human world. All the details are in this folder." Sirzechs smiled weakly as he threw the folder at Souji. "Dismissed!"

"I am glad you taught me this technique Ichigo-kun." Souji said as he viewed the city below. "It is most useful and much less inconspicuous than our wings."

"No problem, Souji-san." Ichigo said lightly from beside the man.

Both men hovered a few hundred meters above the ancient city of Kyoto.

It had taken most of the morning and a good chunk of the afternoon to clear up the messy conflict between the Berith and Furfur clans. In fact, by the two of them arrived, open hostilities had begun to take place and a small-scale war was underway.

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