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

Olga Marie began to twirl her long, flowing silver hair with her fingers.

"Who else could it be but that brain-dead, stupid Avenger? All he does is kill, like he's crazy."

Jeanne Alter rolled her eyes and said in her classic disdainful tone.

"Director, the story of Salieri killing Mozart is just a rumor and fiction, right? How can someone like that be summoned as a Servant?"

Ophelia asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Aren't heroic spirits just heroes and legends recorded in history or mythology? Can those unreal events also be materialized?"

Despite his rich theoretical background, Salieri was a Heroic Spirit Servant who appeared later in the story, and Olga Marie never imagined that he would be recorded on the Throne of Heroes.

In the blink of an eye during the conversation, Salieri transformed into Kamen Rider Den-O, his powerful aura of vengeance clinging to his claws and baton, the musical notes becoming the Grim Reaper, seeking to reap the life of the God of Music.

......

"It really is you, Salieri. It's been a long time."

"mozart--!"

Beneath the mask, the man let out a hysterical scream!

"Seriously, what kind of outfit is that? Your records have some fabricated hatred for me, and then you can transform into a Kamen Rider? Just because your voice sounds a bit similar doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!!"

Is your next sentence going to be, "Oh, Third Uncle?"

"Enough with the nonsense, you high and mighty chosen one of heaven, I will use this hellish sound to kill you all... Die, Mozart!"

Salieri's roar, his lament, his deathly melody, points to Mozart's madness!

Olga Marie: "Magic... the magic power is constantly increasing, could it be... a Noble Phantasm!"

"His hatred for Mozart actually caused him to unleash his Noble Phantasm right from the start?!"

......

"O Most High God, have mercy on me—! [Dio Santissimo Misericordia de mi]"

......

"Even in your madness, the music of slaughter you play is intoxicating, Salieri! Is that armor you're wearing modeled after me? That's quite surprising. More exhilarating than a naked maiden!"

Mozart's face was filled with smiles and appreciation as he listened to the music of slaughter.

"Then enjoy it to your heart's content. Even if it's the pleasure of killing, I will play along with your performance."

Mozart's baton, accompanied by the melodies of beautiful music, transformed into magic, colliding with Salieri's.

Mozart's presence and music stirred Salieri's heart, both in desire for violence and music.

"Oh dear, this is really a headache. Teacher Salieri and Mozart."

Queen Mary saw the figure and seemed somewhat saddened and reluctant to speak.

“Dear Mary.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the queen girl beside her.

"What is it? My lovely Master and little Mash?"

The affectionate address made the queen very happy, and her azure eyes had a unique charm.

With such a lovely wife, even becoming a prominent king like Louis XVI would be worthwhile.

"Mary has a way, right? If those two start fighting... Mary should be able to stop them."

"Hehe, you really can't hide anything from your Master. Although Mary isn't at a disadvantage in terms of strength, 'Long Live France' is my forte (*^ω^*)!"

"Leave that useless musician and the raging Salieri teacher to me!"

"Go Mary, you can do it!"

"give it to me."

Sparkling and sparkling!

The cake girl, as pure as crystal, happily entered the symphony of killing music and divine music. The powerful, soaring magic of the music, no matter how oppressive it felt, could not harm the girl in the slightest.

The silver-haired girl arrived at the temple of music's death.

He raised his hand.

*Smack!*

*Smack!*

The girl gently mustered all her strength and slapped both the god of music and the demon of music hard across the face.

The music stopped abruptly.

The sound of the slap being pulled away was unusually loud.

"Everyone, stop arguing, let's be friendly. You useless Amadeus, Professor Salieri... even if you bear the tragic wish of killing this idiot, for the sake of Marie and France, how about sparing his dog's life?"

Mary playfully stopped Salieri's fierce attack.

"Uh...oh, you are...!"

Upon seeing the radiant girl, the red-masked man's fierce killing intent deflated like a punctured balloon, and he could no longer muster any more ferocious fighting spirit.

"You don't even recognize me?! Teacher Salieri!"

The girl stood with her hands on her hips and said angrily.

“Oh…of course…no, Queen Mary…” Salieri said respectfully, quickly removing his armor.

The handsome silver-haired man suddenly fell silent when he saw Mary.

Olga Marie: "What...what's going on?! Antonio Salieri has become as docile as a puppy...Even Servants have situations they can't handle?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and replied with a slight sigh, "Even the Heroic Spirits recorded in human history, without a doubt, are beings with hearts."

"This bond, like the bonds between people, is trustworthy."

Olga Marie frowned slightly.

Is it the bond between Servants?

She recalled the information she had gathered about Fujimaru Ritsuka.

What kind of being is it, exactly?

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This is about whether the Spirit Origin Shadow set is ready... If it is, then Fujimaru Ritsuka's instantaneous burst of combat power will definitely far surpass any Master.

He can even challenge Goetia to "tear him apart" in the final chapter.

Chapter Thirty-One: Black Jeanne's Plan Complete

"Hahaha, you're still as afraid of Miss Mary as ever, Salieri, hahaha... You're just like a little girl who's been raped!"

So it turns out to be Yan Zhouxiaowen and Bing Lingchencun.

Joan of Arc [blushes]

Jeanne Alter [blushes]

Mashu [blushes]

Olga Marie [blushes]

Ophelia [blushes]

You're all blushing like a bubble teapot!

Jeanne Alter glared and gritted her teeth, then slammed a fireball into his face without a word: "You stupid musician, what are you saying in front of so many girls? Be careful, or I'll burn you to a crisp!"

Honestly, you're such a grown man, aren't you ashamed to say these things in front of girls?

"Put your dirty jokes away, you piece of trash, you scum! What are you doing in front of everyone? You fetishistic pervert, you should just go and spend your life with [someone]!"

Mary showed no mercy when criticizing Mozart.

hiss--

awesome!

Being scolded by the lovely queen must have been an extremely bittersweet experience for Mozart!

By the way, does the god of music also have masochistic tendencies?

"Ha, it's this damned look that makes me want to tear you apart... Waaah... For Queen Marie Antoinette's sake, I can still control my emotions... You've been given a second chance at life, Mozart."

The handsome silver-haired man had a ferocious expression on his face, as if he wanted to tear Mozart apart, but in the end he restrained himself under the suppression of Queen Marie Antoinette.

“Yes, yes, we should all get along well! This era is already so tragic, but we still need to be optimistic!” the Little Cake Queen said happily. “Great, everyone, let’s all shout together—Vive la France!”

Long live France!

A happy girl.

It's inexplicably captivating.

Both Joan of Arc and Napoleon were deeply moved.

"I'm not going to shout those stupid slogans. They're so idiotic."

Jeanne Alter rolled her eyes, looking disdainfully at these [annoying] French Servants.

“I don’t want to either… Waaah… Vive la France.” Salieri was about to refuse when he met Marie’s innocent, moving, watery, sapphire-like eyes.

"I'm not French either."

Salieri curled his lip.

Mary laughed: "Isn't that even better!"

"Great! Let's do it together, Mashu! Ready, 1, 2—Vive la France!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, without any hesitation, raised her voice and cheered along with the Little Cake Queen.

"senior...?!"