Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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It is the Holy Grail

Princess?

In Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind, the princess explained it this way.

I've seen those soldiers; they were summoned by the Holy Grail and don't belong to this era—meaning that if we can't defeat the one who wields the Holy Grail quickly, the whole of Rome might fall completely.

Once that girl emperor dies in battle... the restoration of the singularity will have completely failed.

Also, regarding the Reality Marble... your feeling is correct. That girl does possess the self-centered power to change the world, and it's only a matter of time before she liberates the Reality Marble—perhaps, some crucial opportunity will suffice.

"understood."

Oh, by the way, Olga Marie asked me to pass on a message to you.

"Director Olga Marie?"

Hmm. She said the current environment in Rome is perfect for performing celestial magic.

She will draw a star chart for you and summarize it into a spell. When you need to use it, you can simply draw the magic circle and recite the spell accordingly.

That's fantastic, Director! I love you, Director!

Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly felt grateful.

Also, Queen Marie Antoinette just said she'd like to try sitting in the Roman emperor's chair. We should definitely get her to come out sometime.

what...

Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched her cheek.

—I think His Majesty Nero might not agree.

As for Artoria?

Now, in the actual Chaldean dining hall, it's just rice, rice.

Furthermore, it was stated that one should avoid summoning her if there is no food or supplies, and it is best to summon her only in singularities with modern fast food restaurants, otherwise she will be very unmotivated and will not even be able to hold the Holy Sword properly.

Total War: Rome

Rome was facing a war in which the power of an individual was extremely insignificant; of course, followers did not fall into this category.

The invading enemy forces were so densely packed that it was dazzling. Each soldier possessed the fighting strength of a strong human male, making them perfect cannon fodder to fill the gaps on this battlefield.

Perhaps, for the Holy Grail that can summon an infinite number of soldiers, this is an extremely realistic large-scale strategy game; but here are living, breathing humans, and if all the soldiers are wiped out, it's truly the end.

Rome's defenses consisted mainly of the outer city wall (Aurelian Walls) and the inner city wall (Seville Walls). Now that the enemy has launched a large-scale attack, it is certain that the outer city cannot be defended due to insufficient troops.

Fortunately, Rome at that time had many tunnels, which were underground catacombs dug by foreign believers wanted by the empire, and should have been enough to ensure the safety of ordinary people.

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath.

She had read the Star Inscription before, and although she didn't fully understand all the details of this singularity, she still learned a considerable amount of important information.

That is, the mastermind behind this historical "end of the world" has already taken precautions against us, so this siege is not a chance occurrence, but a premeditated attack.

I'm just an ordinary human who accidentally gained the power of a True Ancestor...

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head.

Sometimes I wonder what I would have become if I hadn't obtained this power, what path I would have taken—would I still have come to Chaldea to become a Master?

After banishing these random thoughts from their minds, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu will have to face—

From this massive army that surged toward Rome like a tidal wave.

"Hmm... there's really no way to feel at ease. If it were a normal enemy force, I could handle it, but since it's a fake being summoned by that [Holy Grail]... continuing to fight like this will only increase casualties and is pointless."

Nero said with a headache.

Although the walls of Servina were very strong and tall, it was precisely because of this that one could see just how terrifying the endless enemy army was.

"I regret to inform you, Governor Ritsuka and Mashu, that I have no time to show you around Rome. The battle has begun—fight alongside me!"

"Yes, Your Majesty Nero!"

Mashu conjured a shield and spoke earnestly.

“Leave it to us. By the way, Your Majesty Nero... I think it’s necessary to tell you something before we start the war.”

"I grant permission."

"Hmm. The enemy should be a coalition led by Gaius Julius Caesar—far outnumbering us, and... based on my observation just now—"

"The soldiers defending the city surrendered with almost no resistance."

"Huh?! There's no resistance at all. What's going on? Could it be that the fame of our ancestor Caesar has already been able to subdue the enemy without a fight?"

"No, that's not it. They seem to have brainwashing abilities—but..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned.

She crouched down, her hands on the ground, and the entire city of Rome instantly appeared in her mind like a large strategic map.

The soldiers in Rome were like green dots, arranged like ribbons of light on the city walls.

Meanwhile, the allied soldiers, a dense mass of red dots, were steadily approaching the city of Rome.

The advantage was entirely in the hands of the enemy, and under the influence of incitement, the fighting spirit of the Roman defenders was being shaken to the core.

"No, Your Majesty Nero. If this continues, the entire city of Rome will fall!"

"Hmm, I understand... Then we can only try to defeat the false emperor Caesar. As long as we can defeat him, even if we suffer a complete defeat on the battlefield, we will still be victorious in the end!"

"His Majesty...?"

"Rome, can't it be defended now?"

Nero took a deep breath, his emerald eyes burning with fierce fire.

"If we can't hold out, we won't!"

Drawing back the flames from its source, the surging greatsword reflected the sun's scorching light, and the girl in the red dress stood tall, inspiring everyone.

"I need—"

Her voice was as fiery and passionate as a blazing fire; as resounding and clear as a bugle call!

Inspired by her, the soldiers rallied and focused their attention on the magnificent emperor!

"—Counterattack!"

Chapter 53 Let's talk to Yu's Primordial Flame.

The Crown Temple of Time.

"Damn it! Damn Animusfia!"

"Damn it, damn Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

"Damn it!!!"

"Mere humans, mere humans!"

After being defeated, Florence roared in extreme rage, his fury echoing through the void of the Grand Temple of Time, a place devoid of time and space.

"Why? Why is that thing still alive even though it's already broken?! Why! Why does this ugly human dare to defy us Pillars... even though he's already lost the King's favor!"

Florence's eyes were bloodshot, and he was pulling at his hair with both hands, his nails digging into his scalp, drawing out traces of blood.

Behind him, a shadowy voice suddenly appeared, filled with a sense of oppression, making Florence tense.

"How embarrassing, Florence."

Wang said this without a trace of coldness in his tone, but his ruthless voice was truly irresistible.

"King...King?!"

Florence quickly bowed his head and knelt down.

"you failed."

"I'm so sorry, but please listen to me, Your Majesty. It was just a small mistake. If I could have another chance—"

"Put away that wretched and ugly facade, Florence. Do you really want to start all over again from scratch, you idiot? Heh... To me, Chaldea is nothing more than a tiny flea on my skin, utterly harmless."

"But... Your Majesty!"

"What, you think a mere dozen or so people from Chaldea can give me a headache? Heh, Florence... you're too cautious, even thinking I might lose to Chaldea..."

"My subordinates dare not."

The Demon King raised his palm with a cold laugh. Seven phantoms, resembling the Earth, burned at his fingertips, radiating golden light.

“Interesting. But since you believe it is worth doing, I will give you another chance. Based on the existing singularity, I will allow you to use one more vessel, the Holy Grail.”

"Go, go to the prosperous empire of the Seven Hills. Embark on the journey to destroy Chaldea... Do not worry, even if you fail again this time—I have no reason to be defeated."

The Demon King casually extended a beam of light and struck Leif's body.

That is the Holy Grail, a pure magical energy block, enough to sustain the operation of an entire singularity.

"Thank you for your magnanimity. This time, I will definitely not let you down, Wang..."

Florence gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with fierce determination, and said, "This time, this time I absolutely will not fail. I have prepared a flawless plan. All the unclaimed Heroic Spirits in the entire Singularity will become my vanguard, and then, the moment Chaldea arrives in Rome—"

Florence grinned, his sharp teeth gleaming coldly.

He made a throat-slitting gesture with two fingers.

Chaldea.

This time, there's absolutely no escaping it.

The city of seven hills, bathed in sunlight, with the Palatine Mountains casting yellow and dark shadows, and the green grass exuding the fragrance of earth.

"Warriors!"

Nero gripped the Primal Flame tightly, her voice booming. She stood atop the high platform, looking down upon the elite soldiers clad in red robes and silver armor, arrayed in a forest of ranks, her eyes gleaming.

She was dressed in a red robe, carried a golden armor, and her laurel crown trembled slightly.

"As the Roman Emperor, Chief Consul, and First Citizen, I am now witnessing the loss of my land and the displacement of my people. I am guilty before my country and before Rome... But I will not give up. For the glory of Rome, I will fight to the very last moment!"

"I will not deceive you—the enemy is the ghost of Caesar returned from the abyss, a great hero etched in history! But behind us are the lights of a thousand homes, the glory of the eternal city... If I retreat, Rome will cease to exist."

The sword's edge pierced the air, cutting through the scorching flames.

If Nero were to ascend to become a Heroic Spirit, he would undoubtedly possess such power, including leadership qualities and imperial privileges.

She sparked a counterattack!

Fujimaru Ritsuka was astonished by the Emperor's bravery and passion. Even in the face of such difficulties, even when overwhelmed by pressure, she still shone with a fiery passion and a golden brilliance.

However, sometimes victory in war cannot be achieved solely through willpower.

The densely packed red square formations surged from the foot of the mountain like a tide, appearing from the city walls like a red tide—sometimes, red doesn't necessarily represent a communist army, but could also represent Roman soldiers wielding large shields and spears.

In the center of the army, the obese man yawned lazily, his exquisite clothes unable to conceal his protruding belly. He held a golden longsword in his hand, which looked unremarkable—except for the exquisite laurel wreath on his head, which seemed to prove his status, a symbol of nobility and glory, representing earthly authority and rule.

"I never imagined that one day I would personally lead an army to attack Rome... But in theory, such a war would be a failure and lack any aesthetic appeal. If I were alive, I would have bypassed the Mediterranean and attacked Cannae to cut off its reinforcements, just like Hannibal of Carthage did back then."

Although he was Rome's enemy, it must be admitted that Hannibal was indeed a brilliant general of his generation, and that is why Rome would never let him go.

But things are different now.

He was a dead man, a man who had come back to life.

The only option was to eliminate the Roman emperor of this era as quickly as possible, regardless of casualties.

If the emperor of this era were an incompetent fool, then surely that great man would personally assume the role of "Roman legitimacy" and rethink his strategy?

Therefore, without a doubt, this is a trial.

"Report! The enemy has fully assembled in the inner city and seems to be preparing for a decisive battle with our army!" the messenger reported back.

Caesar smiled slightly upon hearing this, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

"Oh ho! Has morale soared after defeating Caligula? So, not only did they not surrender to me, but they even intend to hold out for a scorched earth policy and fight to the death—indeed, the Roman emperors of this era are no ordinary men."

"Your Majesty Caesar! The enemy seems to be making erratic movements again. The self-proclaimed emperor, Nero, appears to have personally opened the city gates after gathering his troops! The entire army is advancing like a sharp blade, heading straight for our central army!"

Soon a messenger came to report, which startled Caesar.

"Hey, what did you say?"

"Nero is coming at me!"