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

The little eggplant looked at the boy in surprise, opening its mouth: "Vive la France—! Is that so?"

Olga Marie was momentarily speechless with anger. She gritted her teeth, wishing she could jump into the screen and slap Fujimaru Ritsuka again: "Idiots, how come you've all been led astray too?!"

"Chief, come along!"

"I don't want to!"

"No, come on over!"

"I already said I don't want it, can't you understand human language?!"

Really sorry.

Imagine if the director raised his arms and shouted "Long live France!"

Although both are silver-haired beauties, Mary is cute, but the director...

It's just silly.

However, the director's cuteness lies in his silliness.

"Little Blackie, aren't you going to cheer with Mary? It's all thanks to you that we achieved this decisive victory!"

Joan of Arc took the initiative to get close to Jeanne Alter.

"No, I don't know you at all. How could the Holy Maiden have such an wicked sister as me? I'm not worthy of your high position."

Jeanne Alter took two steps back in disgust, dodging Jeanne's hand that was about to touch her.

"Hmm~"

Joan of Arc smiled slightly, pursing her lips.

Black Jeanne bit her lip in dissatisfaction.

"What's so funny? You're mocking me, aren't you? After all, that 'me' is no different from me except for the job class. You must have disliked me for a long time, right?"

Joan of Arc shook her head and said sincerely, "No, I'm not laughing at you. I think you're a bit dark, but surprisingly kind... so I accidentally started treating you like a little sister. Because I've always wanted a little sister."

"And that's great, you just said it yourself, you have a future you can entrust to yourself."

"You...you heard that?! You bastard, you heard everything, didn't you?!"

Jeanne Alter was shocked!

“After all, I was standing right next to you just now.” Jeanne blinked, asking somewhat mysteriously, “So, Blackie, do you like your Master?”

"You...you, you, you, why should I tell you! What does it have to do with you whether I like my Master or not?"

Jeanne Alter gritted her teeth in anger.

"I was planning to go with you guys too, to give my sister some advice. After all, such an excellent Master is rare, and I want to do my part for my sister's happiness."

Joan of Arc said kindly.

......

Don't.

Jeanne Alter became more vigilant.

This saintess may seem upright and honest, but if she spends too much time with the Master, she'll definitely use the excuse of protecting me to steal my home.

Although I don't have much knowledge, I still understand this principle.

This saintess, despite having a lower literacy rate than me, harbors just as much wickedness and malice as I, this [Chaotic Evil].

hiss~~~

"Ugh...woo~~"

Jeanne Alter clutched her forehead in pain, her body involuntarily leaning backward.

"What happened, little black girl... what happened?!"

Seeing Jeanne Alter's sudden and unexpected change, Jeanne quickly asked with concern.

"Are you alright, Alter? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka reacted quickly and steadied the somewhat confused Jeanne Alter.

There was no time to feel that soft, fleshy body.

There was no time to savor the fragrance of youth.

"It's nothing, it's just that my memories... my Spirit Origin Records, have been updated with a part of that 'me' from before."

Memory correction.

Or rather, Jeanne Alter's memories continue to be etched into Jeanne Alter's record as a part of the past.

Everything that Chiguro Jeanne does now will become a memory of the past and appear in Chiguro Jeanne's mind.

......

In fact, this level of headache shouldn't be so bad that you'd fall over, right?

A sly glint flashed in Jeanne Alter's eyes.

[When it comes to the ability to use clever tricks, they rank in the top three in the world of FGO.]

Black Jeanne's Plan is complete!

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boom--!

Boom! The ground shook, sending up a cloud of dust.

Sizzle!

On the soft earth, a black figure was scraping against the ground at high speed. This was certainly not an intimate encounter with the Earth Goddess, but rather the result of being blasted away by another one of its own treasures without mercy.

If it were a different Servant, they would probably be dead by now.

Fortunately, it was Jeanne Alter who took a hit from her own Noble Phantasm, but thanks to the Holy Grail, she barely survived by half.

"Damn it, why is there...another me?!"

"I clearly possess the power of the Holy Grail, so why is that bitch... so much stronger than me?!"

Chihei Zhen, supporting the black holy flag, struggled to her feet.

"That Master... was his name Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

"He summoned another version of me! Damn it... He actually fooled me to this extent! I will never let him get away with this!"

Chiguro Zhen gritted her teeth in anger, clutching her injured chest, and said furiously.

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The girl in black tightly gripped Fujimaru Ritsuka's arm.

"You idiot Master, you've fooled me to this extent. I won't let you get away with this."

"Okay okay."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded in response.

However, I always felt that the gazes around me were somewhat cold.

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Chapter Thirty-Two: Everyone is My Wings

With Jeanne Alter around, even Fafnir has no room to maneuver.

In other words, there's no need to go to Lyon to find the dragon slayer this time.

It's a bit of a shame, but I'm sorry, Siegfried.

I'm afraid you won't be needed this time.

With the assistance of Ophelia and the gathering of free Servants, Chaldea's fighting strength has expanded to an unprecedented level.

If it weren't for the fact that she had just finished a battle and needed to rest, Her Majesty Ophelia would probably have already arrived in her beloved Paris with her loyal followers and soldiers.

Therefore, after discussion, Ophelia and Fujimaru Ritsuka decided to rest in this fortress for a day and then march directly into the heart of Orleans the next day to launch a surprise attack on the Dragon Witch's lair.

With Jeanne Alter around, there's no fear of losing your way or falling into an endless encirclement of wyverns and undead.

Our Jeanne Alter is capable of making even the enemy's dragons switch sides.

We'll strike straight at the heart of the enemy's defenses.

The first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome is decided in one battle.

Jeanne Alter: I never expected that I would end up leading people to destroy my past stronghold. My emotions are a little complicated.

The first singularity night quietly descended upon the land of France.

Compared to the other members of Group A who had to camp in the wild, the base established by Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ophelia was incredibly luxurious.

The gleaming halo heralded the end of human history.

A gentle breeze blows, stirring up wisps of fine sand in the stillness of the night, which then drift away with the wind.

Actually, the night is quite nice; standing on the high wall gives you an urge to embrace the world.

The dense forest in the distance leads to the place where Fujimaru Ritsuka stayed at this time in the previous playthrough.

......

Many parts of the fortress's earthen walls had been blasted and leveled, making it look much like a mound of rubble.

But the terrain is relatively high, allowing one to gaze into the distance without any worries.

There are already people there.

Fujimaru Ritsuka pondered this as she continued walking forward.

With her long, smooth, golden-brown hair, black suit, and delicate stockings, she exudes the aura of an excellent secretary and a cold beauty.

"Can't you sleep, Ophelia-senpai?"