Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Just like a character in a manga, Fujimaru Ritsuka wielded her fists, overcoming her mental exhaustion, and used her energetic body to bombard the enemy fiercely!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Our king will curse you, will destroy you! One day! Fujimaru Ritsuka... one day! Our king will burn you to ashes—"

The Demon Pillar roars with curses, evil melodies, and venomous blasphemy.

The melody of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Variations" becomes increasingly rapid, like the starlight twinkling in a girl's hand. In fact, along with the melody, the light and music become in sync, and perhaps unknowingly, the power increases even further!

"Drink up! Drink up!"

"Breath of the Stars, Judgment of the Iron Fist!"

Finally, as the last note faded into the distance, Fujimaru Ritsuka's fist...

Pierce through Andusias!

"You...you bastard! Aa ...

Andusias let out a desperate wail, and his entire body crumbled like a collapsing tower!

"How dare you... how dare you..."

"Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

"I will witness your demise at the end of the Temple of Time!"

It still dared not roar, but was met with an angry punch from Fujimaru Ritsuka!

"Anything about that is fine!"

"I will tear your corrupt music to shreds, Andusias!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka threw the final punch!

boom!

With a deafening roar and billowing smoke, the already destroyed body of the Demon God Pillar could no longer withstand the strain.

The black demonic energy, like scattered dust, was blown away by a cold wind.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's body fell like a falling meteor.

The realization of fantasy is nearing its limit.

Chaldea is teetering on the brink of collapse.

"call..."

so tired.

Physical injuries and fatigue can heal quickly, but the corresponding mental stress can be distressing.

—However, how should I put it, this is already the best possible outcome, isn't it?

After exhaling, the girl lay down on the scorched and burning ground.

Chapter 43 already has two Joan of Arcs, so there can't be two Marshal Gilles, can there?

Star.

That is the distant starry sky that we will eventually reach.

Whether it's a storm or the night.

Humanity's path forward is guided neither by gods nor by the earth.

When the first primitive ape raised its head to look up at the starry sky, the destiny of humankind had already begun. Humans have always been either arrogant or in awe of nature, but they will never stop exploring forward.

But one day, the end will come.

Now is that day, the day of human destruction and the burning of human reason. This utterly unreasonable, super-large-scale human destruction event, which has not even begun, has already wiped out all of humanity and even all of human history, catching everyone completely off guard.

But is this the end?

If it's going to end, at least there should be a struggle before it ends!

"stand up."

"So, you can be considered a Master who killed me once?"

Artoria's icy voice echoed in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ear: "You, your journey has only just begun, hasn't it?"

Yes, that's right.

But... let me rest a bit, Artoria.

"Hmph. What a weakling. But fine. Just rest for a little while, and I'll keep an eye on you in your Chaldea."

Artoria manifested based on Fujimaru Ritsuka's [Imagination Manifestation], although she will not disappear when Fujimaru Ritsuka closes Imagination Manifestation.

But she will not exist in this singularity either.

At least, only when Fujimaru Ritsuka uses [Imagination Manifestation: Heroic Spirit Summoning] or [Imagination Manifestation: Chaldea] can the Heroic Spirit from [Imagination Manifestation] be materialized.

Artoria's tone seemed to soften.

Originally, she still harbored some resentment towards the little vampire for piercing her heart at the Fuyuki Singularity.

This time, I came to settle scores and scare her a bit. However, this little vampire is quite interesting. As a queen at the end of the Age of Gods, and also knowing an archer who can create a Reality Marble, Artoria can roughly sense how much pressure the power of [Imagination Manifestation] puts on a human's mind.

(For example, in Fate/Apocrypha, Siegfried could only use Siegfried's power for 3 minutes. Although Fujimaru Ritsuka possessed the body of a True Ancestor, using the power of illusion with a human mind was definitely not an easy task.)

"The Queen of France".

Artoria rested her wrists on the sword hilt, looking at the sparkling princess with indifferent eyes.

"I'll leave the Master to you for now."

"What are you"

"Well, I can't stay here for too long. After all, the realm of imagined manifestation is still a big burden for the current Master, so it's safer to keep it closed."

“Okay, I understand. Thank you... Miss Black Knight King.”

The girl, as beautiful as a lily, supported Fujimaru Ritsuka with her slender arms.

"You know me?" Artoria raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, but there's something I want to tell you: not long ago we defeated a berserker named Lancelot..."

Queen Mary gently placed Fujimaru Ritsuka's head on her fair and delicate legs, then flicked a strand of hair and said, "He seems to have always owed you... and wants to apologize to you."

"Sir Lancelot, address me..."

Queen Mary gently stroked Fujimaru Ritsuka's golden hair as she described what had happened to Artoria.

"In his last moments of lucidity, he seemed to say the word 'sorry'."

""

"Ah."

Artoria responded with a soft nasal tone: "Is that so?"

Her face showed little emotional fluctuation, perhaps her behavior was indeed as she said, that she, as a tyrant, was a woman without feelings.

"Next time, if any of you have the chance to see him..."

"Please convey my apologies to the King."

Artoria turned around, her heavy armor clanging, and then... as the illusion materialized completely dissipated, the environmental changes in this area abruptly stopped.

"Take that bastard Mozart with you and go back to Vokullar. Where's Elizabeth?"

Queen Mary was preparing to summon her carriage to take everyone back to the town stronghold.

But Elizabeth was nowhere to be found.

She looked around and saw that the little dragon girl seemed to be carefully fiddling with the piano left behind by Salieri, which had not yet dissipated.

"Oh...I want to play beautiful music too!" Elizabeth said excitedly, her little tail wagging and fluttering up and down, her cute big eyes blinking.

This is DoRiMi, these are the black keys, these are the white keys, this is the pedal—

Alright, now let's play Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" once.

Well, of course not... But Little Dragon Girl won't give up. As the best idol, she has to practice the piano well to become the best!

Just when she was about to try it.

As the fantasy materialized, the stool she sat on and the piano in front of her all melted away quietly, like spring snow. She didn't notice, but felt a sudden emptiness behind her, and then she fell down with a thud!

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Elizabeth let out a dragon's roar that had absolutely no power to intimidate anyone.

The snow light transformed into swirling particles, making the little dragon girl shiver with cold. She closed her eyes and shook her head like a puppy.

A yellowed piece of paper slowly floated down onto the little dragon girl's head.

"What is this? Sheet music?"

The manuscript of the sheet music for "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Variations" appears to have yellowed slightly due to long-term use and storage.

Elizabeth paused for a moment, then flipped through the back.

On the back of the paper, it was clearly written: —

To my eternal rival

Your stars, I will protect.

The fire of Amadeus's music will never be extinguished; his star is the shining star of music among humanity's constellations.

Genius is merely the threshold to seeing Mozart, but unfortunately... Salieri is that threshold.

But fortunately, Salieri was that threshold.

Salieri was so jealous of his talent that he wanted to destroy him, but at the same time he was even more afraid of losing him.

Well... that's probably something only Antonio Salieri himself understands.

An opponent?

In fact, Little Dragon Girl also has an opponent, a very important one.

For some reason, a blonde figure in a deep red dress appeared in her mind.

(However, on the other hand, why is Type-Moon unwilling to release Beethoven? Is it because they're afraid of having their "fate" choked?)

Speaking of gold...

Elizabeth glanced at the golden cup that had somehow rolled to her side.

"what is this!"

Little Dragon Girl blinked again in confusion, then picked up the palm-sized golden cup.

"So beautiful!" she exclaimed.

It must be that God recognized my great hard work and merits and bestowed this treasure upon me!

The girl, unsuspecting, put the golden cup into the pocket of her dress and treasured it as her own.

"Since it's a treasure nobody wanted anyway, it's mine now~~"

Elizabeth stood up.

Humming a song, she tidied up the sheet music Salieri had left for Mozart and then handed it over to Queen Marie for safekeeping.

North of Orleans.

"Gil de Rai! You bastard!"

With both hands gripping the broken greatsword, the menacing French commander glared fiercely at the bewildered, effeminate knight.

This is the last remaining military camp of the French regular army.

This place is garrisoned by the remnants of the army gathered by Gilles de Rais (Marshal Sword) before his death. I must say...

This unit is currently the only one capable of fighting wyverns.

"What's wrong with you, La Hire!"

Gilles de Rais was in a bad mood. He had originally come to lead his army to aid Joan of Arc, who had been captured, but there had been no progress. News of Joan of Arc's execution had also arrived from Rouen. Marshal Gilles, unwilling to believe it, was preparing to launch an attack—the wyverns and the demon Joan of Arc, as people said, had arrived.

Marshal Gilles, overwhelmed by all the chaos, looked at his former comrade-in-arms with a hint of annoyance.

"Stop pretending with me, you son of a bitch!"