Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Therefore, no matter what, I must be summoned to Chaldea later.

Thinking of this, Jingmi's face flushed slightly again.

However, this is a battlefield, not the time to be distracted.

It would certainly be very difficult for Mordred to fight Gawain alone, but Gawain cannot be allowed to rush into the Holy City and disturb the final battle between Ritsuka and the Lion King.

Now, apart from Ritsuka-sama, no one can fight against the god [Rungomminiad].

"Ritsuka-sama..."

Silent Hassan placed his hand on his chest, the same hand that Fujimaru Ritsuka had held before, and his chest had also been pressed against Fujimaru Ritsuka's back.

Since that day, Jingmi has not taken a bath.

After all, Servants don't need to clean their bodies unless absolutely necessary.

but...

She hadn't even washed her hands.

"I hope you will achieve a resounding victory and successfully defeat the Lion King."

Silent Hassan looked towards the top of the tower in the direction of the holy city and prayed.

And I will try my best...

So that at some point in the future, the sacred ceremony called marriage can be performed.

This is a small wish of the girl.

She hoped that at least in some way she could be of use to that person, and her budding love grew wildly and uncontrollably.

Even if we can't help that person, we should at least help that person's followers.

Tranquility and Hundred Faces, together with Mordred, fight against Gawain.

Meanwhile, Hassan the Cursed Arm led his troops to continue the attack on the Holy City.

The fierce battle continues.

This war was indeed about reclaiming the Holy City, but more so, it was about everyone's own obsessions.

What path is this world heading down?

Is it an escape through perpetual sealing, or a fight to the death?

It is undeniable that there are indeed people in this world who choose to escape.

But just like Fujimaru Ritsuka, who rescued refugees from the Holy Capital by running away... sometimes running away is not cowardice, but a means to achieve final victory.

As long as there is one last skirt in the singularity, the spirit of those who see the dawn of victory and rise up in resistance will surely be passed down.

Even when people were on the verge of extinction at the Ini-Nirpa Temple.

Perhaps, just like 14,000 years ago, it will receive the support of the planet's light.

And that sword.

The holy sword of salvation, shimmering with starlight.

—That is, the sword of Excalibur.

Chapter 214 One Rope, Three-Year-Old (Part Two) Ritsuka... Banished to the Outside World?!

Hassan's troops were charging head-on.

It was called a frontal assault, but in reality, it was the easiest battlefield.

Xiao Mo faced Gao Wen head-on, which was extremely dangerous.

However, even if it is dangerous, it is not insurmountable. These two had a good relationship before Kamran.

Even Xiao Mo's self-satisfied cooking skills were personally instructed by Gao Wen.

Therefore, Mordred was quite familiar with Gawain's fighting style and could definitely hold out for a while.

Lancelot, on the other hand, acted alone.

His goal was simple: to go straight to Agguwen.

Even if the king had lost his humanity, Lancelot believed that the king must still retain some degree of conscience, so... it must be Agravine who used the king to achieve his own goals and deceive the emperor, making him a great traitor.

Before the war.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Master from a foreign land, also made it clear.

He will not allow anyone to interfere in his duel with Agravain.

Let the two of them handle this themselves.

"However, I think there still needs to be a witness."

Sanzang himself volunteered, saying:

"I want to see their end and obsessions, and what they can gain at the end—of course, I will also rush to the battlefield against the Lion King later."

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not insist.

If one were to use the Sandalwood Merit Buddha after Tripitaka attained Buddhahood, or the Six-Winged Golden Cicada before enlightenment, one would certainly be able to fight the goddess Rungominiad.

However, relying solely on the Servant's Spirit Origin, even someone at the level of a sage, priest, or holy monk like Sanzang would certainly be no match for a god.

The difference in their status is what makes them such a formidable opponent; they are not someone you can defeat simply through hard work.

However, something unexpected happened.

That is...

The little girl with black hair, carrying Fufu, followed them in with an adorable, silly look.

The moment the little girl stepped through the gates of the holy city.

The Lion King and the goddess Rungomenia opened their eyes.

Her gaze passed through Camelot's wall.

My gaze was fixed on the little black-haired girl who was holding her small white hands.

“Cathy Palug, and—”

The girl in black clearly possessed an aura that did not belong to humans.

It contains the life force of the planet.

However, it also possesses the death aura of a non-human being that negates human history.

Unlike Mashu, whose soul remained pure even after becoming a Dead Apostle, this was a power that could truly become a threat to humanity.

If anything were to enter into a contract with her or receive the girl's blessing, it would undoubtedly become a disaster. This is not an exaggeration, but a definite answer that even the gods could come to.

"Report! The main gate of the Holy City has been breached! The rebel army and the Sun King's army are storming into the city. Gao Wenqing is being held back by enemy Servants, and the frontline troops are in disarray. We request support from the Holy City's Cautious Knights!"

The messenger rushed in, flustered.

"And...more importantly, we spotted Lord Lancelot among the enemy forces! Lancelot...he's betrayed us!"

The strongest knight of the Round Table, Lancelot the Knight of the Lake, has defected to the enemy, which is an unprecedented blow to morale.

"What did you say?!"

Agguiwen was stunned.

"That guy..."

Then, an unprecedented anger appeared on Agguvin's face.

That guy, that guy actually betrayed the king again!

And at such a critical moment, surprisingly...

"Bastard!"

Agguiven slammed his fist into the marble pillar of the hall, leaving a cracked fist mark.

"Why are you so angry?"

The Lion King remained unmoved: "The Holy Capital has only been invaded. If you wish to settle this matter, you may leave."

"But the other side's Mordred actually trapped Gao Wenqing. I didn't expect her to make such great progress at the observatory. This was my miscalculation."

As Agravan had originally anticipated, Mordred should have been crippled by Gawain in no time.

The only real threats are the Chaldea Master and the girl wielding the Galahad Shield.

"It is alright, Agguwen, I am about to open the Tower of the End. The ideal country, the ideal world, is now before my eyes. If this is your ideal, then I will realize it for you as well. The wave of the end has reached my throne."

"In the name of the Storm King..."

The Lion King raised his hand.

Before the words were finished, a dazzling pillar of light suddenly exploded in the void behind the throne, and pale golden light patterns transformed into a solid staircase that stretched straight to the sky!

Shining brightly...

The Holy Lance, the true Tower of the End, stands where the world is.

And now, the [world] has arrived!

"The round table is closed."

"The Holy Lance has descended."

"True human rights protection begins now."

"Child of the Stars..."

Immediately afterwards, the Lion King waved his silver hands once more.

"I will not let you hinder my plans. The ideal nation and the future of humanity will be saved at this moment."

Facing the radiant, ideal king, Agravin's eyes burned with fervor. His ideal nation was so close, his ideal king was right before him...

This is exactly what Agruven has always longed for: a truly prosperous and peaceful country where people will no longer suffer from war and invasion.

"In an ideal world, the children of stars are not needed."

The light began to spread.

Pillars of light emanating the breath of stars surrounded the white-painted holy city, and the gravity field of the entire world began to collapse, smoothing out the world's folds that had been shrinking from the far reaches.

The textures of the world are disappearing.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka were to see this, she would instantly understand that all of this is almost identical to the concept of "event organization".

"Ritsuka, and Mashu!"

Dr. Roman's voice came from Chaldea.

"The magic power level has increased exponentially. That is not an ordinary spirit origin, but a true god. Not a god-level servant, but the true god himself!"

"A spatial-temporal rift has occurred! Oh no, the definition of the world has been altered, something enormous is rising from the ground! This reaction... could it be the Holy City?!"

Dr. Roman was shouting and panicking, completely thrown into unprecedented chaos!

Then, right in front of everyone!

The main temple of Camelot in the heart of the holy city actually stood up!

That's right, the Holy City did indeed stand up, right in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others!

"This is..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka sensed it; the manipulation of events... this was no longer a simple collection of events, but to some extent, it had already entered the realm of event manipulation!

The Tower of the End is rising into the sky, its spear tip like a pillar supporting the heavens, as if it were about to pierce the sky!

"How could this be—if that's the case... um..."

Bedwell's expression turned grim.

His eyes trembled as he gained altitude, becoming able to see the outer layers of the world.

A pure white expanse, nothingness and despair.

The stinging in his arm intensified, and Bedivere's feelings were extremely complicated at that moment.

The thought of that king, the king who could consider both the people and the enemy, making such a move, made my arm ache.