Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Her feet moved very lightly, like a cloud afraid of disturbing a dream.

She stood by Rama's bedside, her gaze tracing the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face.

What was familiar was the unchanging heroic spirit between his brows; what was unfamiliar was the fragility of the boy after his spiritual foundation was damaged.

"Rama...sir~~"

“Sita has come, Sita has come.”

The girl grasped Rama's hand.

Everyone was silent.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu, and Castor wisely retreated into the corridor.

Only Nightingale, as a medical worker, stood quietly by the bedside, keeping watch.

All that remained in the room was the barely perceptible tremor of Sita's fingertips as they touched Rama's hand.

""

Rama frowned slightly.

At the same time, Nightingale clenched her fist.

She was prepared to keep beating Rama unconscious as soon as he showed even the slightest sign of waking up.

Fortunately, Rama did not awaken.

Sita held her hand tightly. At this moment, although the reunion was brief and dreamlike, Sita still felt that warm affection.

"Let's leave first, and we'll leave this place to them for now."

Fujimaru Ritsuka addressed the others,

Such a reunion really shouldn't be disturbed.

All words seem so pale and powerless...

"That's true. I feel a bit... how should I put it..."

"Noknare, that girl, should be considered to have done a good thing, right? I thought she was just the kind of arrogant queen who would oppress people."

Castor was naturally somewhat apprehensive about Sita's reunion with Rama.

However, this reunion was still a sham, and no one could really be happy about it.

"actually..."

Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka was taking heavy steps, preparing to leave.

"It's not impossible."

Sajou Aika's voice came through the communicator.

"what?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped in her tracks.

Washington

The future power center of the United States of America

At this moment, it is occupied by Queen Medb and the Mad King Cú Chulainn.

"—!"

The Queen's expression was somewhat gloomy at this moment.

"Those three guys' spirit origins disappeared?"

Maeve scoffed, "Looks like I overestimated them. I didn't expect that they couldn't even handle those rebels, yet they have the nerve to call themselves our Celtic heroes?"

"Hehe, no matter what, she can't compare to Little Ku~~"

It doesn't really matter how many Servants die.

For Maeve, Cú Chulainn the Mad King is an invincible being who can crush everything.

Everything will be alright as long as Cú Chulainn takes action.

""

Cú Chulainn, the Mad King, glanced at Maeve with icy eyes.

"Xiao Ku, say something! Say something!"

Maeve shoved Cú Chulainn's massive body, but he didn't react at all, which made Maeve a little unhappy.

"Oh, so, little Ku, you want a woman?"

"The person you're thinking about isn't me... Seriously, cheating isn't allowed!"

"Let me guess, you're thinking of that Chaldea Master? Right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The immense energy emanating from the blonde girl.

Even rivaling Cú Chulainn

This is indeed surprising.

"Yeah, that's right."

Cú Chulainn did not deny it.

“I want to kill her, to stab her heart with this gun.”

The Mad King said calmly, "There is no emotion involved, no turmoil in my heart... I simply want to kill her."

"Honestly, Ku is such a wicked person. He already has me, but he still wants other girls."

"You want to be stabbed in the chest too?" Cú Chulainn asked coldly.

"If this will make you love me more..."

With a seductive smile, Maeve grasped Cú Chulainn's crimson spear and licked her lips.

"That works too."

Cú Chulainn, the Mad King, looked into the other person's eyes.

That was a genuine emotion, devoid of any falsehood.

The pure will to possess him.

""

"whispering sound."

Cú Chulainn snorted coldly. He had no doubt that if he really said that, this woman would let him pierce her chest without hesitation.

"What a crazy woman."

Cú Chulainn said this, then sat quietly on the throne and fell silent.

"With this momentum, those guys in the east will definitely take advantage of the situation and attack, right?"

"However, no matter how many small fry there are, they are still small fry. We should eliminate the most troublesome ones, those guys from Chaldea, first."

A character capable of fighting against Koku is ultimately not to be underestimated.

Maybe those three idiots fought the enemy and got wiped out in one fell swoop.

the other side

Compared to the throne and palace, the environment here is much simpler.

There was no gilded throne, nor any fancy decorations; there were only stacks of documents piled up like small mountains.

Behind them is a huge American flag, though it doesn't have that many stars yet.

"Edison, this is urgent information."

"Sent by Western intelligence agents."

A petite and adorable young girl walked in.

Despite her endearing appearance, she was actually a great mystic.

Her name is Helena Blavatsky.

She's rather mysterious, but regarding that, she always says: Aren't mysterious women more attractive?

(Personally, I think it's more appealing than a big bombshell.)

"Intelligence? It's been delivered in such a short time, so there must be something very big happening."

The enormous lion sat on the presidential throne, deep in thought. His eyes gleamed with a mixture of wisdom and madness, making it impossible to tell whether he was simply too rational or had gone completely insane.

"Well..."

Edison took the intelligence from Helena and his expression turned serious.

To be honest, the situation is very bad. Almost all of the Western humans have been deployed to the battlefield, but the front line has not advanced. The enemy's troops are almost endless, but if our side is wiped out, we will really be wiped out.

He didn't know why, or rather, he had a premonition, that he would rather people die than lose the land.

Perhaps he sensed it deep down: if most of America were lost, the consequences for humanity as a whole would be catastrophic...

However, just as he was reading the intelligence...

Those lion's eyes suddenly lit up!

"Roar----!"

Edison's two large light bulbs shone brightly, then he opened his enormous mouth and let out a deafening roar.

"So that's how it is! The Celtic Servants, the warriors who gave us so much trouble, have been annihilated..."

"Who exactly is the Master of Chaldea?"

"No!"

Edison raised his enormous hand, his abyssal maw booming, "This is an opportunity, a chance to turn the tide!"

"If things continue like this, we'll lose sooner or later, but if we do it now—"

Edison clenched his fist: "We can seize this opportunity to launch a counterattack!"

Chapter 163 Creamy Dream / The Cause and Effect of the [Curse]

"Noknare is the Queen of Edinburgh, and also a lord... Don't let her appearance fool you, she's a very famous fairy."

Artoria curled up on the fluffy white cotton bed, her skirt pressed into shallow folds.

She swung her slender legs, her delicately sculpted feet glowing with a pale pink hue, her toes curling and then relaxing, like flower petals covered in frost gently brushing against the sheets, gleaming with a delicate sheen.

"Ah... I haven't had a proper rest since I arrived at this singularity! Today I finally have a chance to eat my fill!"

"Oh dear, how much cake is enough?!"

She held a white cream cake, her cheeks puffed out like a little squirrel.

The corners of her mouth were covered in soft, fragrant cream, which slid down her snow-white neck.

She instinctively stuck out her tongue to lick it.

This alluring youthful innocence and cuteness, bathed in moonlight, even made the wild boar's hooves...and jade feet appear charming and touching.

Patting his belly, Castor said contentedly.

"What should we do, senior! Miss Caster has already been won over by Noknare's sweet talk!"

Mashu said anxiously, her whole demeanor showing great unease.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others couldn't afford to sleep on the streets, so they stayed at Noknare's place...

Noknare was very welcoming and readily agreed.

And said:

"Artoria's friends are my friends! Make yourself at home here! Although we may be enemies in the future, I can take you poor souls in for now."

"Be grateful for my great mercy!"

She said arrogantly.