Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Although she possesses an incredible defense that she herself cannot comprehend, and the ability to forge holy swords, she is not, in essence, a "Child of Prophecy" who has completed the pilgrimage. Instead, she is a country fairy who was eliminated in the initial screening of the Noknare beauty pageant.

Even Hector, the master who taught her forging, did not perform the sacrificial ceremony to the heavens, so naturally he did not possess such great power and awareness.

"However, it seems that it wasn't just one person whose spirit origin was reacting; there were others nearby as well."

Fujimaru Ritsuka judged, "While it may not be as massive as that reaction, it is still at least a top-tier Servant."

"We should at least take a look."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's idea was simple.

That is, if it's an enemy, defeat them; if it's a ally, rescue them. So without any hesitation, they chose to investigate.

Dr. Roman did not try to dissuade him, and it would have been useless anyway.

Sometimes, the information from Chaldea is not as useful as that from Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Since Ritsuka has made this decision, then so be it. Be careful."

Roman patted his face and rubbed his bloodshot eyes. "I'll go make myself a cup of coffee. Call me if anything important comes up. Anyone want to keep an eye on things for me...?"

"I'll do it! I'm just bored!"

A petite figure suddenly pushed past Dr. Roman and then abruptly sat in the head seat.

"Ah...where did you come from?"

Dr. Roman looked at the petite, light blonde girl with a helpless expression.

This girl seems harmless, wearing a cute dress and smiling sweetly like an angel, but in reality, she might turn into a devil at any time.

Sand strip love song.

A girl connected to the Root.

It's terrifying that someone like that would even come to Chaldea...

Fortunately, her body wasn't well-suited for spirit transfer, otherwise she would have gone to the singularity along with them.

(After all, I unconsciously fear Sajyou Aika.)

(This is probably also due to the human instinct to fear the existence of witches.)

Moreover, America is a land that rejects witches.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Roman."

Sylvia gave an apologetic wry smile: "After all, she said she wanted to keep an eye on Ritsuka, so we couldn't refuse. But we thought she might be able to help, so we let her in."

Well, there's nothing we can do about it.

Dr. Roman rolled his dead fish eyes.

"alright."

"Alright, alright, I'm much more useful than that irresponsible king, so it's no problem for me to support Ritsuka."

Sajou Aika looked at Roman with a cute smile.

Like a demon.

"Oh, all right."

Dr. Roman shrank back.

In a sense, Ayaka Sajou's support is far more reliable than Dr. Roman's.

After all, the Princess of the Roots is a highly valuable asset, and her strategic planning is top-notch.

"Let me see... Hmm... The Celtics and the USA... Wait, is this really not a basketball game?"

"Ah, they were historical barbarian warriors, not a basketball team."

Dr. Roman rolled his eyes.

"I know, I was just kidding."

Sajo Aika's cool eyes swept over the information she had gathered from Sheba.

"Hmm, I roughly understand..."

Sajō Aika stretched her back. After processing the information from the current Fifth Singularity in an instant, she seemed to have reached the conclusion she wanted.

"Anything gained?"

"Dr. Roman asked curiously."

"Yes. There is a way to quickly pass through the Fifth Singularity."

Sajo Aika turned around.

His deep blue, jewel-like eyes gleamed with a chilling, captivating light.

"Really?"

Dr. Roman was slightly taken aback.

However, upon seeing the cold glint in the girl's eyes, Roman's peaceful and gentle expression suddenly turned serious.

"I have a question, Ms. Sajou."

"Go ahead and say it... I can answer it for Ritsuka's sake."

Sajou Aika smiled slightly.

"Ah."

Dr. Roman coughed lightly.

He asked uneasily, "How many people would have to be sacrificed to achieve the method you mentioned?"

"Sacrifice? What are you talking about?"

Sajō Aika said nonchalantly, "This is all for Ritsuka's goal of saving humanity; there's no sacrifice involved."

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"I don't think Ritsuka would agree with your approach."

"It doesn't matter..."

Sajou Aika shook her head.

Her words were so cold.

It's terrifying and chilling.

Dr. Roman's hands were trembling.

"I won't let her know."

Sajo Aika said with a calm expression.

"Besides, you're not Ritsuka, how do you know Ritsuka won't agree with my idea?"

"Or do you want the truth to come to light right now?"

demon.

Even though she is relatively mild-mannered compared to Ayaka Sajou from the parallel world [prototype], there is no doubt... she is just like the princess, she doesn't care about the extinction of humanity.

However, without convenient living conditions, it would be better if human society could still exist.

But... how many people die is really not important to Ayaka Sajou.

Moreover... she was genuinely threatening Dr. Roman.

It means, "If you tell Ritsuka, I will reveal your little secret."

However, the timid and cowardly Dr. Roman truly lacked the courage to confront his true identity.

"Keng——!"

The massive battle axe gleamed with a sharp, cold light, and bloodstains dripped from its congealed scabs onto the soil.

The massive figure of the armored barbarian warrior, though far smaller than that of a Servant, meant only one thing to ordinary soldiers.

That is death.

That's right, the flesh and blood of ordinary people are no match for the attacks of these Celtic barbarians from the Age of Gods. Only by wearing mechanical powered armor can they possibly put up a fight against them.

But it was clearly a mistake on the part of the commander.

These soldiers went to the battlefield armed with equipment that was only a hundred years ahead of its time.

This is no different from sending someone to their death.

"what..."

"Damn it, I don't want to die yet!"

"Stop... Damn it... Damn it..."

But this is a battlefield where you have to live or die.

It's a struggle between life and death.

"Ughhhhhhh!"

The Celtic warrior roared and raised his long axe.

His eyes flashed with ferocity, and he unleashed a terrifying axe strike, hacking towards the American soldier's head!

"hateful!"

The soldier raised his rifle and pulled the trigger at the Celtic warrior.

boom!

Fortunately, times have changed.

Unfortunately, times have changed again.

Ordinary firearms can at most leave a wound that isn't too deep on the other person; the role of firearms in this situation is indeed negligible.

"It's over... I'm going to die now."

The soldier closed his eyes, his whole body trembling.

The brutality of war is terrifying like never before.

Even seasoned soldiers fear death.

——I don’t want to die.

The soldier bit his lip.

—I also want to inherit my father's farm.

(Looks like he's a farmer's son)

However, the fact that such people have to serve as common soldiers suggests that the situation is indeed exceptionally dire.

Then, the expected scenario of the head being split in two did not occur.

Suddenly, a blonde girl with red eyes appeared in front of the soldiers.

She simply reached out and grasped the Celtic warrior's sharp battle axe.

Among ordinary people, these Celtic warriors are unparalleled.

However, for Fujimaru Ritsuka, who possesses the power of the True Ancestor, these are just cannon fodder whom she could kill without getting tired.

"Who...who are you?!"

The Celtic warrior immediately released his grip and swiftly drew his large cleaver from his waist.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka simply swung her axe and smashed the Celtic warrior's head in two.

It's not much more difficult than killing a chicken.

The watermelon burst open.

Then, the Celtic warrior fell to the ground.

Fujimaru Ritsuka could clearly sense that the opponent was a fake warrior without flesh and blood, consisting entirely of spirit origins, so she attacked without mercy.

"I'm just a Chaldea Master who's passing through, nothing more."