Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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He looked southeast, where a luxurious mansion stood near the hills of Fukayama-cho.

That's the direction of the Tohsaka residence.

As a king, he naturally possessed the pride of a king.

Although Berserker was strong, he didn't think he was in a situation where he couldn't win, and he was really curious about who this girl was.

However, he did not fully utilize his future vision and omnipotent star.

The truth is only full of surprises when it is revealed from the unknown.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider..."

Tokiomi Tohsaka made a decision.

"it's useless!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice came again: "You must stay here."

A ghostly flame flashed in the girl's eyes, and through the contract, Tokiomi Tohsaka instantly felt a sharp pain in his soul.

"how so--?!"

Tokiomi Tohsaka was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

It seems that the girl was able to find us through the contract?

what on earth is it!

Is this still a Servant?

Who summoned this monster? Her class is Berserker.

Could it be the Matou family?

Can the Matou family really control such a monster?

Or--

The Matou family has been wiped out!

"Kirei, order the Assassin to find the opponent's Master. Once the Master is found, the opponent can be completely eliminated."

Tokiomi Tohsaka looked bitter.

He sent a message to Kirei Kotomine via a jewel-shaped communicator.

If things continue like this, not to mention whether he can defeat Berserker, Gilgamesh's abilities will be fully known to everyone. Tokiomi Tohsaka, who is determined to obtain the Holy Grail, is most afraid of any unexpected complications.

“Mentor, why not join forces with the other Servants to make Berserker retreat first? No matter how strong Berserker is, he can't fight against four Servants at the same time.”

Kirei Kotomine, on the other end of the communication device, offered a suggestion.

Kirei Kotomine's words make a lot of sense; if they team up with other Servants, they should be able to win.

But the prerequisite is that the self-centered and willful king is truly willing to join forces.

"Let Assassin remain vigilant and search for Berserker's Master. As for joining forces—I don't think Lancer and Saber's Masters will stand idly by."

"understood."

The most effective strategy at present is to kill the Berserker's Master. Judging from the Berserker's power, the Master probably won't last long before being drained. It's unknown how the Matou family managed to summon such a monster.

"What is Berserker trying to do by trapping us all here and preventing us from leaving?!"

Iskandar drove up to Artoria and Irisviel and asked.

To the question posed by the conqueror, Irisviel shook her head.

"I don't know... but I always feel that she might not have any ill intentions towards us, as if she is waiting for something with a purpose."

"What's your basis for saying that, Saber's Master?"

"No..."

This is a bit strange.

The Conqueror King truly couldn't sense any malice from the other party.

"Oh, no!"

"I'm sorry, although there's no evidence..." Irisviel clutched her chest, a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"But I always feel like things shouldn't be this way... What exactly is wrong...?"

Something must be wrong.

Irisviel Eindzbern thought this way, perhaps without any basis, but this feeling was not unfounded.

She is the most perfect android, a completed miniature Grail.

Irisviel is now practically the second [Winter Saintess].

"Intuition?

Iskandar nodded and frowned, then quickly clenched his fist:

"In that case, why don't we fall for Berserker's trick?"

"Eh—!"

Weber shouted, "You're kidding me! Knowing it's their plan and still rushing in? Are you crazy, you idiot?!"

Are our own Servants out of their minds?

Weber Velvet said, rubbing his forehead.

"Hey kid. Calling me an idiot in front of so many people is a bit too much, isn't it?"

"Who told you to have such a wild idea? I'm going to say it! You idiot, you idiot, you idiot, you idiot, you idiot—!"

At this moment, everyone, including Kenneth who was secretly observing from the shadows, couldn't help but feel speechless.

This doesn't look like a Master and Servant at all.

This is just like a young wife throwing a tantrum, isn't it?

“Tell me your thoughts, Rider.”

Saber calmly observed the other party, wanting to know the Conqueror's purpose and strategy.

"You must have heard it too, Saber, Berserker has declared war on all of us."

"Everyone present heard it."

“That makes sense. That guy has his own awareness, intentions, and plans to declare war on us. So she's the enemy—whatever her purpose may be, we'll understand once we defeat her. I think that's the only way to understand Berserker’s actions.”

The Conqueror King chuckled, his eyes gleaming with pride and fighting spirit:

"Since the opponent is an insurmountable mountain, then I will flatten this mountain and use victory to expose her scheme!"

Iskandar raised his hand and pressed down on Weber's shoulder, firmly placing the boy on the chariot.

The divine ox's restlessness gradually subsided under his magical soothing power.

Then, he drew the sword from his waist, its blade flashing coldly in the dust kicked up by the gravel.

"What do you all think? Saber, Lancer, and your Masters, I believe now is not the time for each of you to fight your own battles."

Iskandar's voice was strong and clear:

"Berserker has us trapped, either because they are fearless or they are waiting for an opportunity. But either way, we can only talk about the way forward if we join forces to break this deadlock."

""

Saber gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.

The Wind King's barrier spun rapidly, and the airflow whipped up the knight girl's golden hair.

Artoria's gaze was sharp. She glanced at Irisviel and bit her lip.

I must obtain the Holy Grail no matter what.

Saber has every reason to win.

“Saber, I trust your decision.”

Irisviel's words made Saber make up her mind. Although fighting one more person was by no means a righteous act, the opponent was not someone that one person could defeat.

boom--!

Just then, a violent roar caused the ground to shake violently.

Golden light was struck down from the sky like a meteor, instantly creating a huge crater in the ground.

"Damn it... What a loss of composure—!"

A torrential downpour of crimson spear beams rained down, and Gilgamesh barely managed to survive by using his shield to block them.

"Don't get too cocky, you mongrel!"

From within the golden doors, all sorts of Noble Phantasms surged forth. Faced with this situation, Gilgamesh decisively and rapidly unleashed the Gate of Babylon. The number of doors that opened seemed countless, and hundreds of Noble Phantasms bombarded Fujimaru Ritsuka like bullets.

"Hey! Really? Is this for real? Archer is still at a disadvantage!"

Facing Gilgamesh now.

Almost no one dared to say they could defeat him, but Fujimaru Ritsuka...

He didn't even have any bruises on him.

This matching mechanism...

That's fucking amazing...

Chapter 228 The Heroes' Counterattack!

Gilgamesh is undoubtedly the pinnacle of Heroic Spirits and the strongest hero of mankind.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka is not like that—

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka undoubtedly symbolizes one thing.

That is an unprecedented reconciliation between the restraining forces of Gaia (the planet) and Alaya (the primates) in this timeline.

It's not impossible.

If human development proceeds too rapidly without any obstacles, it will lead to a self-enclosed future, a future as dreamlike as coral under the moonlight.

As the planet's energy gradually dwindles, the entire world will fall into a lifeless wasteland.

However, no one wants to end up like that.

By a stroke of luck, humanity's last Master and the power of the Star Will merged in an unprecedented way.

The IF was created simply because Fujimaru Ritsuka dreamt of drifting to the Starry Sea before coming to Chaldea.

That's the simple reason that made the one and only True Ancestor Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The spears that pierced through death rained down like raindrops, striking the shield and even showing signs of piercing it.

Even a simple Scáthach Noble Phantasm wouldn't have such an outrageous effect; it's just that it's also imbued with the breath of stars.

The energy wasn't enormous, but it was sharp enough, and the scarlet radiance constantly suppressed the golden figure.

Gilgamesh unleashed hundreds of Noble Phantasms in a continuous counterattack.

However, the suppression of Gate of Babylon by the Vision Manifestation is even stronger than that of Unlimited Blade Works.

—If he is even slightly negligent, Gilgamesh's body will be annihilated in the vortex of this power.

He is, after all, only a spirit body. If he had a body from the Age of Gods, he would probably be able to exert even greater power. But the current Gilgamesh does indeed have a limitation called the "Spirit Origin".

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not have such a limit.

Or rather, she has no limits.

"Gate of Babylon, this fighting style is truly luxurious—but perhaps it suits the fighting style of the King of Heroes?"

"If we don't reveal the true name of that sword soon, the king may have to leave the stage here."

Fujimaru Ritsuka overwhelmed Gilgamesh, who was a Servant, with absolute power.

"Don't get too cocky, you bastard! You think you can destroy me with this level of power? That's wishful thinking."

Gilgamesh belongs to the oppressed side.

However, he did not seem to be annoyed by this; on the contrary, his burning divinity and blood continued to boil.