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

A higher-level, more powerful dragon!

The moment Kiyohime saw those eyes, it was as if she saw a raging, roaring red dragon in a dark red abyss, ready to devour her whole, skin and bones.

The king's suppressive power.

Kiyohime swallowed hard.

"Despicable... underhanded methods?! Everything I did stemmed from my love for Master! It wasn't underhanded at all!"

Even though her instincts were suppressed, Kiyohime remained steadfast in her conviction, staring intently at the black Saber and vehemently retorting.

A girl dressed in black climbed out of the clean and tidy bed. The straps of her snow-white tank top seemed to have come loose, revealing her slightly protruding breasts.

A pair of fair, tender legs that radiated a dark glow, the pale light extending all the way to her smooth, soft toes, possessing a dark and alluring beauty.

[I was able to lick the rough skin off her little feet.]

No matter how powerful she is, she is ultimately just a dark-themed girl whose appearance is frozen at the age of fourteen.

"Haha~"

That was the cold mockery of an old married couple who had already reached base.

Little Kiyohime, how laughable!

"Ugh...ugh, I feel so hot...Why...why are you...in...senpai's room?"

Mashu was breathing heavily, her face flushed, like a burning, warm sunset.

"What a stupid question, Mash. I'm the Master's Servant, is replenishing mana after clearing a dungeon something to be curious about?"

"Replenish mana...?!" Mash asked, bewildered.

"Do you need me to teach you? Mash, you and your Master will encounter a situation where your mana is depleted sooner or later, right? That's when it will come in handy."

"As Servants, it is our duty to protect our Master."

Mash couldn't help but be convinced by Black Saber's serious expression.

"Is that so? If I can... become a senior's mentor, I would be grateful if you could teach me, Miss Black Arthur!"

"I want to become a Servant like you, someone worthy of your seniors' trust!"

Having cast aside her shame and with the stimulation of the strange drug, Mashu finally made up her mind.

She absolutely has to find a chance to outwit her senior and become a Servant that her senior can trust, otherwise there will be no place for her among the Servants around her senior in the future.

The black-clad Queen Arthur seems to have a very close relationship with her seniors, just like the black Jeanne d'Arc.

Mash Kyrielight, for the sake of my senior, I will definitely study hard!

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Chapter Seven: The Roman Singularity - Luxurious and Decadent Empire

"You...you people are so shameless!"

"Just how far are you going to go with this nonsense on Kiyohime's bed?! That's Kiyohime's... Kiyohime's... spot... Kiyohime's!"

The girl in the kimono cried out in grievance, but it was clear that her voice was weak and lacked strength.

Caring for young Kiyohime starts with me and myself.

Consumed by jealousy, but...

Can't beat it.

Waaaaaah...? (╥╯^╰╥)

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Command card loading is normal

Skill card reloaded normally

Noble Phantasm Card Loading Normal

Although some minor adjustments are still needed, this Mystic Code can indeed be used as an improved version of the [Spirit Origin Shadow].

After all, the biggest problem with this Craft Essence is whether the Throne of Heroes is willing to grant it power, but that's not a problem for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The lights in the control room dimmed, emitting only a faint blue glow.

"The experiment is over, Fujimaru-kun, aren't you leaving?"

After collecting the experimental data, Da Vinci and the director returned to their office to organize the information. Dr. Roman, after his physical examination, was about to leave when he stood at the door of the control room and asked a question.

"At times like this, you should rest, take a good shower, get a good night's sleep, and then prepare for the next singularity, right?"

"Yeah, you're right."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at the black limiter and the card box filled with Spirit Origin Portrait cards.

"However, there is still one thing I want to do, Dr. Roman."

"What do you want to do?!"

The doctor was slightly taken aback, and his figure, which was about to leave, froze on the spot.

"Wait a minute, Fujimaru-kun, you don't mean to...?!"

Gudako slowly took out a gray card numbered 152 from the metal card box.

The job placement card should ideally be able to be rendered in any of the colors: bronze, silver, or gold.

But this Magician class card... doesn't have a shiny gray color.

"Doctor, you don't want your identity to be exposed in Chaldea, do you?"

"...!"

The doctor froze, trembling as if struck by lightning.

"Leave it to me, King Solomon, and give me your strength."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said, watching the doctor who was about to leave.

"Haha... I don't know what you're talking about, Fujimaru-kun. I'm just an ordinary human now, I don't have the power of a Heroic Spirit. If you're seeking my power, then unfortunately... it no longer exists..."

The orange-haired man answered with a dry laugh.

"Give me the last treasure Solomon left behind, and just be a good doctor for Chaldea."

For the first time, Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned deeply and turned to look at the silent Romani.

Even if you become human, you still retain your last bit of power, don't you?

"I know everything, so don't try to fool me, so..."

The boy's bright blue eyes revealed a regret and sorrow unlike any he had ever felt before.

This brief trial period filled him with the initial regret he felt. Although they usually joked and played pranks on each other, he still longed for that original atmosphere.

Without you, what's the point of me saving humanity?

"Give me the final Noble Phantasm, [Ars Nova]."

Leave the omnipotence to someone else, Dr. Roman.

"Your work should be limited to the human realm."

......

"As expected, you know a lot, Fujimaru-kun. But I didn't expect you to even know about this kind of thing...? But since you want to take my Noble Phantasm, you must already know its function... In that case, I will refuse without a doubt."

Dr. Roman touched his gloves, seemingly casually, and declined.

"If there's anything that requires someone else to use this thing... I'm sorry, Fujimaru, I absolutely will not agree to it."

"You'll die~"

Fujimaru reminded.

"..."

"Maybe...yes, but no matter what you say, I will absolutely not agree until that moment comes."

The orange-haired man swallowed hard and appeared to leave the control room.

I feel like I'm running away from something?

If they don't give it to me, then I guess I'll just have to take it by force.

Now is not the time.

After the doctor left, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the gray, unlit [Magician] card and secretly made up her mind.

"Doctor, I will definitely turn you into a card."

Whether you like it or not.

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A.D.

The year of the birth of the Son of God

The days when the Savior walked on earth.

It was also the day the saints were handed over to the beast.

Power and glory belong to the Kingdom of Heaven, to the Holy Spirit... But at this moment, glory and power belong to the magnificent empire on earth, the terrifying behemoth that looks down upon the three continents—Rome.

This behemoth was extremely arrogant, devouring all nations and forcing all living beings to submit to its silvery might.

With the equipment fully debugged and preparations complete, the exploration of the second singularity gradually became established.

Having gained experience from tackling the singularity the first time, everyone should be quite familiar with it by now. Even Rome, which is also a singularity, should be much easier.

However, it now appears that this is not the case at all.

Golden spears and iron cavalry.