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

At this point, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly remembered something.

"Isn't Fufu here with you either?"

If Fou isn't in Chaldea, then she must be with Merlin.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought to herself before asking the question.

.......

.......

silence

The old swindler actually fell silent.

"I'm sorry, Fujimaru-kun."

......

Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Could it be that Fou is already... at this time?"

"I'm really sorry, I didn't control the angle well when I threw it."

Merlin gestured, moving his hands up and down.

"Although it was only a small deception, it still inadvertently led us astray in terms of the times and direction."

"Because the time period is relatively recent, it should be playing in the drizzling rain in London right now."

The nightmare said playfully, but although it apologized, it didn't actually feel any remorse.

Or rather, he doesn't have such feelings.

"Um, Merlin."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said quietly, "Right now, I really want to beat someone up."

"Oh my, who could it be? I'm so curious!"

"Of course it's... some Grand-ranking online scammer who plays with other people's feelings!"

"What the hell is this 'Grand Scam' thing?!"

"Merlin must die, Fu!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka swung her fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and lunged at Merlin.

This punch was delivered on behalf of Fufu.

This punch was for the doctor.

This punch was for Artoria.

This punch was delivered on behalf of Oberon.

This punch was delivered on behalf of Morgan.

......

Congratulations, Mr. Merlin, for inflicting another injury on an old wound that has not yet healed.

"Well, I'm telling you, you've had enough, can you stop now?"

"That's not enough, anyway you won't feel any pain."

"Alright, alright, I'll give you the information now, you should stop while you're having fun."

"Intelligence exchange?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused slightly, then stopped using [Iron Fist Judgment] on Merlin.

"Is there any information that I, a reborn person, don't know?!"

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City of Seven Hills

This ancient city is built against the mountains and nestled beside the water.

Rome, historically known as the City of Seven Hills, is about 6,000 meters long from north to south and 3,000 meters wide from east to west. Its city walls meander and twist, resembling a majestic lion.

This was the most prosperous and magnificent city in Europe at that time, the core of the entire empire.

Square, library, fountain, bathing beach.

Countless, arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern.

The most eye-catching feature is the Roman palace on Palatine Hill, where temples, magnificent halls and theaters stand, and towering columns support the round roof, making it magnificent and grand, showcasing the splendor of the emperor.

The garden blooms like a rose.

That emperor will surely shine as brightly as the morning star.

Palatine Palace, the emperor's bedroom.

The beautiful woman let down her soft, golden hair.

The emerald green eyes, shining mischievously through the bronze mirror, sparkled with a lively light.

"Without a doubt, I am the most beautiful and magnificent emperor in the world."

"After you go to sleep tonight, continue to shine brightly tomorrow."

"The problems in Britain are also pressing, and I need to find a way to ease the crisis on the frontier... There's also the unrest in Jerusalem; the newly born religion has already aroused the dissatisfaction of many nobles and priests... If this continues, I'm afraid—"

Since it's so troublesome, let's just destroy it.

A voice suddenly rang out, seemingly from nowhere.

Although Nero, as the emperor, should have nothing to fear, she still felt a chill inexplicably.

"who is it?!"

"Who is speaking!"

"What kind of demon dares to invade my mind? Are you truly not afraid of the sharpness of my sword?"

The girl in red placed her hand on the sharp Primal Saddle, warily looking around.

[A sorcerer, huh... Why don't you check for yourself whether he's truly a sorcerer or not?]

"That voice—? You bastard... how dare you imitate my voice like that? If you have the guts, show yourself and fight me!"

Nero angrily brandished her sword, but no matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find a trace of that voice.

I am no one, Your Majesty.

Do I not crave violence, depravity, lust, and luxury?

Why not unleash your true nature here and be your authentic self...?

The Emperor of Roses suddenly felt utterly exhausted.

In a daze, a similarly red figure appeared from nowhere...

Equally gorgeous blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and a long red robe.

"Who exactly are you—"

It felt like all the strength in my body had been drained, and my soul and body were being torn apart; I was in extreme pain.

Unable to breathe, the young emperor had no choice but to kneel on the ground, using the Primal Saddle to protect and support her body.

I am none of them, but rather the evil desire that resides in your heart, the evil desire that resides in the heart of Rome... behind the splendor.

Golden boots tapped lightly on the floor, and the evil, luxurious emperor replaced the magnificent rose emperor.

The young emperor... seemed to feel nothing at all, only that everything went black before her eyes.

He then lost consciousness.

Chapter One: Human Freedom

It's so hot. Even though it's a time and place where you'd freeze as soon as you stepped outside, I felt like there was a warm, hand warmer around me.

A faint fragrance lingered around the nose, gently waking Guda from its slumber.

Gu Qiu~ Gu Qiu~

Guda's blanket bulged up a little bulge, and inside there seemed to be a slippery creature, like a kitten, its small body warm and cozy, stimulating little Guda to push up the soft blanket.

She's a lovely girl!

In a daze, Guda tried hard to think, her nimble fingers unconsciously rubbing somewhere.

It's soft and slippery, like jelly.

If we say that Jeanne Alter is like dough, with a unique stickiness that makes it hard to let go, and a special suction that holds your fingers in place...

Kiyohime was like a freshly steamed milk bun, the plump fruit held perfectly in your hand, which you could play with and knead at will, or even spring back to its original shape.

I couldn't resist pinching it again.

Holy crap, it's Kiyohime!

......

Why do I know who it is just by pinching their skin...? Is this the power of having full bonds?!

But she belongs to the [Child Servant] category!

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly woke up from her bed.

"Meow~~~!"

The girl in bed let out a soft, cute meow like a kitten.

The green-clad girl, revealing half of her true feelings, peeked out sleepily, rubbed her eyes with her delicate, fair hands, and then looked at Gudako with great tenderness.

Good morning, Master.