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

"Martha."

"The eldest sister of Lazarus' family?!"

Simon's eyes were unfocused, and for some reason, he seemed to be remembering something bad.

"Should...should be, right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned, thought for a moment, and then replied, "Anyway, the boss has met the [Savior] before, that much is certain."

"Hmm, who is that boss? Is she a famous person?"

Nero asked in confusion, her golden ahoge twitching adorably.

"She's not the kind of person who's famous or not. She's... the kind of older sister who can use her Iron Fist Judgment on people while smiling."

"Kid, you've got guts. You really think you can summon someone like this?"

Simon sighed.

"It shouldn't be as terrible as they say, right? By the way, does Simon know about Sister Martha?"

The magician of Samaria shook his head, a glint of light in his dark eyes.

"No, I don't know him, but he does."

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Chaldean

Olga Marie quietly rested her head on her arm, looking at the dim yellow light from the ceiling with great discomfort.

Tension and sadness.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka fell into that dark abyss, her heart jumped into her throat, and she was completely stunned.

Beryl betrayed them, Ophelia was stabbed, and Fujimaru Ritsuka went missing.

The bomb that Rafe planted at his own feet—all of this was something Olga Marie found hard to process.

The control room was temporarily handed over to Dr. Roman and Da Vinci, and the white-haired girl returned to her office, trying to compose herself.

"No, no, that bastard Fujimaru is a mature Master who returned from the future. He must have overcome many crises like this before."

"Damn it, if you die, you idiot, what's the point of coming back from the future?"

Olga Marie reluctantly bit her soft lips with her upper teeth.

"If only I could..."

Dangdang Dangdang!

Dangdang Dangdang!

What the hell! Knocking on my door at this hour, they really can't let me have a moment's peace.

"Hmm, are you not here or do you simply not want to come out?"

The woman's voice at the door was cold and desolate, like an ancient ice cellar.

It's Saber, the Saber summoned by Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Sorry, I don't want to come out right now, so you'd better leave quickly."

"understood."

The black-clad figure at the door nodded.

"Once you understand, leave..."

“Excalibar Morgon!”

"I'll go, I'll go, okay? You don't need to use your Noble Phantasm for something like this."

Olga Marie jumped up in a panic and quickly opened the door before Blackie could pull out the huge curry stick.

The girl with dark gold hair was not wearing black casual spirit clothes, but rather a fully armed Tyrant Armor.

"You should be glad it's me, the director of Chaldea."

Black Saber said expressionlessly, "That assault girl has already threatened to burn Chaldea first, then destroy Rome, and then make the [derivative character] kowtow to the Master to apologize."

"So should I thank you?" Olga Marie's eyelids twitched, even though she was already in a bad mood.

"You're welcome."

"I..."

I can't continue this conversation.

Olga Marie took a deep breath and then asked, "Speak, Miss Black Arthur, what do you want with me?"

"It's nothing. The doctor said that Group A is ready to summon Servants. I need you to use the director's authority to send me to this singularity."

"Is that so? You've already started summoning Servants?"

"Then we should summon him without hesitation, but as for you..."

"I must find my Master; it is my duty to protect him."

Blackie answered matter-of-factly.

Olga Marie nodded, and the girl mustered her spirits, took a couple of deep breaths, and prepared to get started.

“I agree. Fujimaru is an indispensable fighting force for us. We can’t be sure what’s going on inside Rome… I’m leaving the rest to you.”

"Of course, who do you think I am?"

Hei Dai nodded, and then fell silent.

"Martha, is Ophelia going to summon Miss Martha? But are you sure the gacha pool won't be off-target?"

Mash placed the shield in the center and asked with some confusion.

"My body has recovered somewhat, thanks to Hinako Akuta's help, otherwise I might have been on the verge of death."

Ophelia remained expressionless, but conveyed gratitude in her reply.

"I already told you you don't need to thank me." Hinako Akuta pouted, not embarrassed at all, and retorted, "What, you also want to learn from that guy and get a five-star summon ticket in one go?"

"That guy wasn't actually drawing cards, he was drawing social skills."

"No, I may not be as powerful as Fujimaru, but I can... use the Mystic Eyes to establish a summoning."

Ophelia has once again unearthed explicit photos.

I won't see a ten-pull that doesn't yield any items.

Mustard Seed: 艹

Chapter Twenty: The Saintess Was Kidnapped, Forcing Me to Summon Black Saber

Summoning Heroic Spirits, also known as gacha.

In the darkness of the forest, a purple-clad girl placed her shield on the soft earth.

Ophelia took a deep breath, knowing she was about to begin summoning the Heroic Spirits.

A sharp, unbearable pain pierced her heart, causing Ophelia to tear open her snow-white, tender flesh.

Yes, the pierced chest, the torn skin has healed, the snow-white, milky skin contrasting sharply with the slightly darker skin around it, like the white snow just beginning to fall in spring.

The girl covered her tattered undershirt with her coat, muttering to herself.

The crowd stood behind the girl, watching silently as she summoned her servant.

Mashu's shield, the very place where heroic spirits gather, draws upon the magic power within the earth's ley lines, radiating a dazzling azure light.

"Come, Saint Martha, we need your help."

"O guardian who answers my call, traversing the wheel of restraint!"

The girl's eyes shone with a red light, fixing the various possible shipments into a single possibility.

It's not a matter of Europe versus Africa, but rather the ability to directly manipulate the results of the next shipment.

That's why Ophelia is considered the strongest besides the mysterious Debit—because of her future vision, which is virtually unsolvable.

Suddenly, a blinding blue light emanated from Mash's shield, emanating from the magical energy.

"Who is that...?!"

Mashu stared intently, and saw the faint outline of the Holy Cross Staff, accompanied by a sacred light.

It was displayed before everyone.

“Rider Martha, answer the call. I know the details now, and we will surely save the world, Ophelia, Mash.”

Martha, the devout and gentle saint, gently stroked her cross-shaped staff and greeted everyone with a smile.

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This was once an underground prison for slaves. However, due to years of neglect and the development of Rome as a city, many slaves became free men and citizens, and the prison was gradually abandoned.

This is also where the emerging philosophers, the early church, and heretical magicians were able to survive.

Without Mashu, drawing the magic circle for summoning becomes extremely complicated.

However, what matters is not the form, but the process of summoning.

Even a piece of chalk can be used to draw a magic circle that summons powerful heroic spirits.

However, Simon seemed to know this quite well, and with his impatient help, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't have to put in much effort.

"Hmm, since it's a summoning of heroic spirits, I can't be absent!"

Nero stood passionately beside Fujimaru Ritsuka, his gaze never leaving the handsome young man beside him.

"There are still many things I don't understand about the future, especially regarding [Servants]. But from what you've said, they must be the souls of heroes who protect humanity."

"That's right, Nero will also become a very reliable and powerful Servant in the future."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said confidently, after all, she still had three Spirit Origin Portraits of His Majesty Nero in her card pack.

"That's right, it's me, the sparkling idol, Elizabeth the Great Victory."