I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

"No, but I saw it with my own eyes..."

The French soldier asked uncertainly, his eyes showing a hint of fear and doubt.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka's kindness, gentle and righteous temperament, and the presence of the other two beautiful women made him subconsciously believe that the people in front of him were all good people.

Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to deceive.

"That's not it, Joan of Arc, as far as I know."

"Although Joan of Arc was burned at the stake, doesn't her spirit still live on in your hearts? How can you do this to a fallen hero, Joan of Arc? Has a dragon-riding imposter caused your faith to crumble?"

"If the real Joan of Arc saw you like this, she'd be so angry she'd come back to life from heaven!"

Short soldier:.....

I feel a little guilty, but... the enemy is really scary.

Fujimaru Ritsuka [seriously coaxed], "What spirit did Joan of Arc instill in you when she was alive?! Have you all forgotten? Have you given up like this? What should you be doing now?"

What are your tears anyway?!

What's with that expression of yours?

Can your tears save France?

......

Soldier: "We...we must save France."

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

"Save France!"

"Louder!"

"Save France!"

The short soldier gritted his teeth, his expression contorted, and he opened his throat and shouted at the top of his lungs!

"Very good! Very energetic!"

Gudako praised.

"Yes, sir!"

The demoralized soldiers quickly rallied under the encouragement of Fujimaru Ritsuka, their sharp spears striking the ground heavily.

Gudako pointed to Ophelia, her senior, standing beside her.

"Very good. Now all of you remnants will be temporarily under the command of this Miss Ophelia to establish a defensive line against the imposter saintess. Do you understand?"

"Wait, I haven't agreed yet..."

Before Ophelia could say anything, the short soldier had already given her a respectful military salute.

What a beautiful person!

They seem to possess an innate air of haughty nobility.

It gives you an irresistible urge to bow down.

"Your Excellency, Goref and his 132 remaining soldiers are willing to serve as your warriors to reclaim our homeland from the Dragon Witch. We beg for your help!"

"But I'm not French..."

Ophelia responded somewhat bewildered.

"Isn't that even better, Ophelia? Now that the king is gone, no one can stop you even if you are crowned Emperor of France."

Mashu teased him, a rare occurrence for her.

"You've gone bad, Mashu. You never used to fool people like this."

"That's great. You know, Ophelia is a super elite known as the modern Valkyrie. You all saw how she easily defeated the wyvern, right? With her in charge, reclaiming France is just around the corner."

Fujimaru Ritsuka playfully added fuel to the fire.

Mashu nodded in agreement.

Gorlev understood instantly…

This is a powerful figure, we have to latch onto him!

Once you miss this opportunity, it's gone forever.

What's wrong with the woman?

Joan of Arc was a woman, yet she led France to reclaim lost territory.

thump!

Keng——!

Keng——!

That was the sound of soldiers kneeling on one knee, their armor hitting the ground.

The quality is uneven, but the sound is pleasant and sharp.

They shouted in unison, their voices ringing with great energy.

The sound of a hundred people making that sound was quite impressive.

"Long live Her Majesty Ophelia!"

Ophelia looked completely bewildered:

I founded a country?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave a thumbs up.

energetic!

Chaldea became part of France and was officially established!

German woman, short soldier.

France is in the bag this time!

Chapter Twenty: Some of these are ill-fated relationships, and there's no escaping them!

The short soldier was named Goroff, who had achieved brilliant results in the Anglo-French War. On the eve of his departure for Italy, he was caught up in this crisis that threatened to destroy his country and even the world.

They are now respectfully guarding this dilapidated castle.

The few remaining towns in the ruined Orleans were still barely habitable.

The entire territory of Orleans has been almost completely destroyed.

After Ophelia used magic to repair and fix things, she managed to establish a reliable base.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but could you please elaborate on your remarks regarding the 'fake saintess'?"

Gorlev bowed respectfully to Ophelia and asked.

"I've already told you, don't call me Your Majesty!"

Ophelia still hasn't figured it out; she was just trying to conquer a singularity, so why was she crowned as queen?

Shouldn't being crowned king require church approval?

Oh right, the entire church was wiped out by the "Dragon Witch," so they had no way to interfere with the king's power of appointment and dismissal.

“My apologies, Your Majesty Ophelia.”

"Even Your Majesty won't do!"

Ophelia bit her lip awkwardly, glancing at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash, who were snickering beside her.

【It's all your fault! What kind of mess is this?!】

The girl was starting to have doubts.

How did they even manage to clear Singularity F with such an unreliable attitude?

I heard that even the final boss of Fuyuki responded to Fujimaru Ritsuka's call as a Servant. Does this junior really have such a strong personal charm?

Ophelia didn't know what to say. She didn't know what the "fake saintess" was all about, but in history, there was no such major event as the "Dragon Witch" destroying France, which was clearly a global crisis.

"Let me explain the specifics. After all, I had already summoned Jeanne Alter before we even arrived at the Singularity."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stepped forward to explain.

"Oh, right, that's right. The special class Servant that you summoned is named Jeanne d'Arc."

"And she looks exactly like the 'Dragon Witch' that Mr. Gorlev and the others described... Perhaps she knows something. She truly lives up to her senior's reputation."

Mashu realized what was happening and said with a sudden realization.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka..."

Ophelia looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Do you have a plan?"

"It's not really a plan, but there are still some measures we can take... For now, let's summon Servants first."

Fujimaru Ritsuka gestured for Ma to set up the shield summoning circle.

"Yes, this place does indeed contain abundant magic. I would have summoned it even if you hadn't told me."

"Let's get started now. As long as Mash's shield is there, we don't need to draw a special summoning circle."

The place where heroic spirits gather, Mash's shield.

Gorlev couldn't understand it, but he instinctively sensed that the three people in front of him seemed to be up to something big.

Mashu firmly placed the Holy Cross Shield on the ground, quickly connecting it to the spiritual veins of the French land.

“Senior Ophelia, you go first. I’m also very curious, what kind of Servant will you summon in this land of destiny in France?”

I'm somewhat looking forward to it.

"Okay, then I'll summon it first."

Ophelia didn't stand on ceremony. She walked straight to the summoning circle that emitted a blue glow. As a top student in the Summoning Department, this was as simple as eating and drinking.