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

"Don't even think about that kind of thing."

The magician poured cold water on Nero.

"The territory from Gaul to Lukitania has been lost and conquered by Britain. The White Sword Maiden has conquered the Germanic barbarians and entered through the border... The Balkans have also been lost."

"An unknown rebel army has also occupied Asia. Now you can only escape from Rome to Naples, where there are merchant ships going to Egypt, Mauritania or Cyprus."

"If those armies were to see you, the Roman Emperor, I'm afraid... Hmph, not to mention the rebels, even Rome itself is now your enemy, my silly girl."

The magician warned.

"The situation is so bad... no, even if I weren't here, those old fogies in the Senate wouldn't let it go..."

Nero trembled all over. She had never imagined that her empire would be engulfed in such a war in such a short period of time.

"The Senate? Those guys were probably all wiped out by her long ago."

"My master, you...you're not joking with me, are you? This joke is..."

The blonde girl trembled uncontrollably, as if hoping to hear some absurd joke.

Do you think I have any reason to lie to you?

The magician said with a cold laugh.

Nero: "How could this be..."

"Looking at it this way, it's definitely true."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, recalling her experience before she fell.

"Before I came here, I saw Attila, who was incredibly strong, and another Nero who was beyond the level of a Heroic Spirit. It was a clash of Noble Phantasms that almost created a bottomless crater."

"but..."

Even so, the young woman did not want to give up her beloved Rome.

"I am prepared to die, even if it means being shattered to pieces..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the somewhat stubborn girl.

"I don't know the specifics, but His Majesty Nero is an ordinary human now, isn't he?"

The blonde girl bit her soft lips with her pearly teeth, her hands gripping the railing tightly.

"If Nero were a Heroic Spirit now, I would definitely fight alongside you without a doubt."

"Even if we are defeated, I will stand by you. But now, Miss Nero belongs to [Rome]."

"The fate of Rome in this era was undoubtedly a turning point for humanity."

"I hope you live."

The blonde girl with the ahoge looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a hint of sadness.

"If I don't leave, will Fujimaru... you leave too? Just like my uncle and mother... will you leave me?"

It seems she is waiting for an answer.

As the emperor, he would never admit defeat; this was the will of the young girl to protect him.

No hesitation.

At this moment, the boy named Fujimaru Ritsuka has only one option.

"No, if you really want to fight here, then I will fight alongside you."

Simon Magus: ......

The magician looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and summed it up in two words.

ill.

“Nero, if this is how it is, spending your life in this twisted world with the person you love is probably the best choice.”

"But, and I mean if, the truth might be unacceptable to you, would you still muster the courage to fight?"

The magician frowned, and a chilling glint seemed to emanate from his dark eyes.

"I am Rome, and Rome will never back down at this time."

"I will fight, even if I am the only one left... My master, you should leave with Fujimaru."

"I am already very satisfied with those words... Although we have not spent much time together, I am very fond of you. If it weren't for this despair I am in now... I would definitely make you my queen."

Nero revealed a sweet and charming smile; even in dire straits, the girl felt a touch of joy.

There is also a sense of reluctance.

"Fujimaru...you're like this...well, you could have just left. As the Emperor of Rome, I have a reason to stand here."

"But you..."

"I can't just leave Nero like this. If there are any difficulties, I hope to face them together with Nero."

Fujimaru Ritsuka replied matter-of-factly.

"Fujimaru...!"

A strange emotion flickered in Nero's eyes.

"Damn it, I knew it would turn out like this."

Simon cracked his thumbs with a sound as he cursed in dissatisfaction and helplessness.

“If His Majesty Nero stays behind, then I will stay and fight as well.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly.

"We'll talk about suppressing the rebellion later. Now that we've made the decision, the first thing we need to do is help Nero reclaim the throne and defeat the other [false] Nero."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had personally witnessed another Nero, offered her advice.

"Ah... Phew, a fake Nero... Fine. But has Master thought about how to fight him?"

The magician exhaled a deep breath of hot carbon dioxide, rubbed his hands together, and then asked.

"You've seen Nero's strength, haven't you? He's even stronger than the Servant Nero you know. He's not someone you can defeat just by talking."

"Besides, even if you think there's a way to beat her, it won't work... There's only one way to defeat her."

"There's only one way?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Nero asked in confusion at the same time.

"That is the Holy Grail."

The Holy Grail?!

I know this very well!

"Could it be the Holy Grail that constitutes this singularity?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes widened in surprise as she asked.

"No."

Simon looked at the dark ceiling, then shook his head: "It's not the Holy Grail that distorts history."

"That thing is just a powerful crystal of magic."

"The Holy Grail I'm talking about isn't some kind of fake thing."

"It was the real Holy Grail used thirty years ago, on the eve of salvation."

"The real Holy Grail?!"

In this era, it has only been thirty years since the Son of God redeemed the world.

Is the Holy Grail, stained with the blood of Christ, the key to this world?

Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to understand.

"Hmm, I understand the general idea. But where exactly is the [true Holy Grail] now?"

"I suspect it's held by some Christian, but I'm not sure where it is now."

"In this chaotic era of war, it is not uncommon for people to die or go missing in the wild."

The magician conjured a ball of crimson fire in his hand.

It is warm and bright, with a beauty that evokes the origin of all things.

"In short, let's take advantage of the weakened defenses [because of Nero's singing] and the time while my strength is restored to leave this prison as soon as possible."

boom--!

The crimson primordial fire instantly obliterated the magically reinforced, hard iron railings.

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Chapter Seventeen: Lost Records, Lost Prophecies

Having lost Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Chaldea group left Rome, which was shrouded in a barrier.

Frequent wars left the Apennine Peninsula scarred and ravaged.

The armor is infested with lice, and thousands of people die from it.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crowing for thousands of miles.

One of the hundreds of things left behind by the living people will break people's hearts just thinking about it.

It vividly depicts the suffering of war and the despair of the people who could not live a decent life.

Human desires are like those of wild beasts, craving blood and slaughter.

A desire to bully creatures weaker than oneself.

As night fell and the group continued their journey northwest, they lit a campfire and prepared to rest.

"Are you feeling any better, Ophelia?"