Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

"I don't feel like anything's different..." Fujimaru Ritsuka could only mutter this in a low voice, not daring to openly defy the girls' aesthetic standards.

Hey, it's nothing, just let me pass.

While assembling [Supreme Heaven Muramasa] using materials contributed by Lisa Lisa and Kaiki Deishuu, Fujimaru Ritsuka also satisfied everyone's curiosity:

"Since Teacher Hiratsuka is here, I will tell you about the function of this sword and my plan."

"Galahad's powerful and invincible defense must come from the power of his Noble Phantasm. It must be the legendary nameless sword of King David."

Beki Mudsho exclaimed, "It's that legendary longsword that was used to conquer the Lifain people. Then I understand."

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't keep them in suspense any longer, and instead revealed all the information she knew:

"In legend, there is an ancient holy sword from King David. Its hilt is forged from the bones of the extinct Caledonian serpent and the Euphrates River fish, which form the core of the hilt, and it possesses unbelievable power."

"The one who possesses it can walk calmly on the battlefield, without being harmed by anyone, without losing the honor of a knight, and without being defeated in battle."

"Invincible, greatly enhanced mental resistance, greatly enhanced physical fitness, huh..." Lisa Lisa impatiently pulled out a cigarette, then threw it back in annoyance. "Ah, as expected, those favored by the gods are a bunch of scoundrels."

“Miss, I don’t think it’s good to generalize and slander others like this,” Hiratsuka Shizuka said without backing down. “Besides, we’re also going to get our hands on similar cheating weapons.”

Lisa didn't dwell on Hiratsuka Shizuka's words; instead, she became interested: "Fujimaru, what is your purpose in forging this sword?"

"Actually, that holy sword has a rather secret history, which is not very clear to people like you who mainly rely on knowledge from the Age of Gods. The Sword of King David is actually equivalent to the Sword of Michael."

"When recounting the secret of the Reverse Kabbalah Tree, King Solomon mentioned that there were five rebellious, cursed nations that were destroyed by five divine powers or weapons. The sword VAU, which destroyed the Rifain, who represented cowardice and weakness, was obtained by his father from Michael."

"I suspect that no one or anything below Him in rank on the Tree of Life can break through His defenses."

The two magicians had figured out his idea: both Michael and Saint George shared the great feat of slaying or subduing dragons. And in the process of religious worship, Saint George and Michael tended to merge. Therefore, Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to use the legend of Saint George to elevate himself, to get as close as possible to Michael. Then, he would use their own words against them—it was that simple.

Therefore, he needed so many extraordinary materials: divine wine for worshipping the gods, and knightly medals imbued with protection and loyalty to enhance and attempt to sublimate Saint George's power, and then to inspire and sublimate it with a powerful dragon.

If the opponent isn't strong enough, how can one get close to Michael? But he almost lost his footing and messed things up.

The great magicians secretly cast mocking glances at Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the shameless boy paid no attention and just laughed dryly: "As expected of me, and as expected of Hiratsuka-sensei, you were able to arrive at exactly the time I needed you. The reason I asked Hiratsuka-sensei to hurry up and come here was for this sword!"

"Really? Haha, I see. But Fujimaru-kun, your forging skills are quite good, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to achieve this level." Hiratsuka Shizuka, flattered by the compliments, became somewhat smug, completely losing her previous anger.

The two began to flatter each other, exchanging compliments and beaming with joy.

Abigail gently tugged at Yukino's clothes and whispered, "Why do I have a feeling that the captain almost messed up, but actually succeeded by accident?"

Yukino patted Abby's head meaningfully: "This is the dirty side of adults. Little Abby, don't learn from this."

“Oh…” For the first time, Abigail did not defend Fujimaru Ritsuka, and in her heart, she also agreed with Yukino’s argument.

"Hmph... This [Supreme Heaven Muramasa] has a special ability besides its defensive special attack against Galahad." Fujimaru Ritsuka's hearing was still very sharp, but he completely ignored Abigail and Yukino's whispered discussion and instead brought up a topic that everyone was interested in.

After consulting with two prominent magicians, Fujimaru Ritsuka led everyone to the training grounds inside the compound for a closed test.

The test was simple: Fujimaru Ritsuka asked everyone to attack him.

"No way, Fujimaru-kun, are you a masochist?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked with a worried expression, but then suddenly attacked.

The spell binding, flames, and gale-force winds—attacks capable of shattering steel—were all blocked by the light shield that appeared around Fujimaru Ritsuka's body.

Others who were eager to try also used their best attacks, but all their efforts were in vain.

Beneath Fujimaru Ritsuka's feet, a cross engulfed in red flames occupied the center of the training ground. He smiled smugly: "This is one of the abilities of [Supreme Heaven Muramasa], the ability to protect its wielder. Unlike Galahad's, it redirects your attacks onto the ground where I stand, transforming them into a burning cross. As for its anti-dragon capabilities, I won't demonstrate them to you."

Putting away [Supreme Heaven Muramasa], Fujimaru Ritsuka said solemnly, "Now, we have a way to break Galahad's shield. We also have an invincible shield that can protect our own camp. Next, we must defeat Galahad."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go." Lisa gestured for Kaiki Deishuu to hurry up and get the car, then told everyone to get ready. She then quietly walked over to Fujimaru Ritsuka and casually asked, "Even so, you still don't have confidence?"

"...You found out about the Dragon Special Forces?"

Lisa nodded.

“That’s true… I didn’t initially invite Hiratsuka-sensei over for forging at all, you’ll definitely figure that out.” Fujimaru Ritsuka shrugged, looking helpless. “Defeating Galahad doesn’t necessarily mean that the dragon can’t wake up.”

135, Lijiang controlled the magic array

Fujimaru Ritsuka had not forgotten the reminders that Senji Muramasa and Dantès had given him in his dream.

Their confident expressions suggested they had glimpsed some predetermined future? No, it felt more like the conclusions drawn by some old white-haired fellow, through peering into a young girl's dreams.

The difference is that this time the little girl's name is Gaia, Alaya, or something like that.

He also sensed something; rather than saying that Lijiang Galahad initiated this incident, it would be more accurate to say that he went along with the incident to achieve his own goals.

Even if Tachie is defeated, this incident won't end there. This premonition had already formed in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

Therefore, he had to be prepared. Whether it was Hiratsuka Shizuka's ability to subdue the son of Leviathan or the [Supreme Heaven Muramasa] in his hand, both were reliable safeguards.

He can even enhance his dragon-slaying ability by overloading the sword in his hand.

Lisa didn't press Fujimaru Ritsuka further. As the Great Witch, she naturally had her own guesses, and a tacit understanding naturally developed between the two.

However, Bei Mudshou soon broke the silence. He walked over with the keys and said to everyone, somewhat displeased, "Let's get ready to go."

"What's wrong with your expression?" Lisa asked, a little puzzled.

Bei Mu Nishu shrugged and told them something: people had already set off.

After discovering Tachie's activities, the committee sprang into action. Unfortunately, they are currently at a loss.

They only breathed a sigh of relief when Lisa told the committee about the information she had obtained from Fujimaru Ritsuka and the upcoming delaying tactics against Ritsuka.

She also kept her updated on the time when Lijiang returned to the real world.

However, things changed once they caught their breath.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own.

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka's plan and scheme seemed good, some forces still proposed the principle of "not putting all their eggs in one basket," and argued their case to complete the personnel allocation, intending to enter the spirit tomb to destroy the ritual array—if they couldn't do that, they would ambush them on the spot.

"Doesn't that sound like a normal thing?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with interest.

Bei Mudshou clicked his tongue and then said, "The special tool used to locate the team just showed information that they were all wiped out."

“Impossible! The responses I planted in Lijiang Galahad, Gawain, and Lancelot all tell me that they haven’t returned yet.”

“They didn’t do it. Although there were quite a few magical beasts in the Spirit Tomb, they were only slightly damaged when they finally reached the Vein Corridor. However, the information was interrupted when they used methods to destroy the magic array.”

Kaiki Nishu rolled his eyes, feeling that these guys were still too arrogant: Shiva's drum, fragments of the Sun Spear left from the ancient war, the weapon of the Smoke Mirror God, etc... Fujimaru Ritsuka's newly acquired St. George's relic didn't actually have much of a mystical quality, yet some people were trying to use something of dubious authenticity to challenge the Apocalyptic magic circle supported by the magic power of the Spirit Tomb.

Lisa bit her finger, looking very troubled: "Those guys, didn't I warn them a long time ago that magic circles aren't such simple things...? Who gave them their magic instruction anyway? Do they even know how to do it?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was also speechless: What is this? Are you just going to send them all to their deaths? You guys at least survived, so help out by setting up an ambush and doing something useful.

"So, this time when we enter the Spirit Tomb, our support forces will be fewer. But actually, we didn't have many to support the main battlefield anyway... To be honest, time is too tight, and everyone doesn't have a sure plan yet, so we'll still be the main force." Bei Mu Ni Zhou pointed his thumb towards the door, signaling everyone to prepare to depart.

"That's right, don't overthink it. I feel like Galahad and the others will be back in reality within an hour, let's go!"

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In some strange place, the past and future never existed, space and matter were nothing but nonsense, the colors of chaos changed unpredictably, and only deathly silence remained.

"Ah, there's a saying that goes, 'Even death will vanish in an eternal slumber.'" Li Jiang floated thoughtfully in the imaginary space, his hands behind his head.

"It's a pity there are only two annoying, silent old men in front of me. It would be better if there were some more attractive women."

Lijiang Galahad curled his lip in boredom; naturally, no one responded to his words. Gawain and Lancelot before him floated motionless nearby, like faded photographs, their bodies ashen and pale.

Lijiang stretched. He had never been to the Imaginary Space before, and even wanted to praise Lisa Lisa when he was banished here for allowing humans to enter this theoretical place. But staying in the Imaginary Space for too long would get boring.

"Ah, if only I weren't the main anchor point, like those two guys Gawain and Lancelot, who would wake up one morning to find themselves in Albion, the Tomb of the Dead. How wonderful that would be." He squinted, amused by his own amusement.

Unlike what he felt from the outside world, Li Jiang's perceived time after entering this space wasn't the supposed 3 hours, but rather close to 3 days. The reason he was able to remain conscious was entirely due to the support he received from the anchor point.

In the imaginary space, a realm devoid of time and space concepts, without an anchor point to prove their existence, they would be forever lost. Fortunately, the magic circle was able to lock them in place, and even more fortunately, the array's enhancements to the three were completely different; Galahad, as the primary anchor point, was naturally able to move around consciously.

"Once the Apocalypse Ritual is carried out, will I be able to bring Gawain and Lancelot back under my control...? Impossible. Since Lisa Lisa inherited the Great Witch's abilities, even if she can't completely break through them in a short time, she will definitely have a backup plan. Hmm, let's just let them be used as expendable resources."

Lijiang made a very filial decision and then gave up treatment.

Once the moment you begin to act, the ritual is already difficult to reverse; what follows is all open strategy and a clash of hard power, with no room for fancy tricks.

Use all your brute force and cunning, then come and confront me directly...

Lijiang Galahad sensed a special aura; the real world seemed to be right before his eyes. A huge vortex of light appeared before him, sucking the three of them in.

"Ah, it's that wonderful magical scent of the Spirit Tomb..." Lijiang stretched, ignoring the two knights who had fallen to the ground with a thud.

Then he froze, and there was a familiar, huge warhead in front of him.

"No way, you're doing it again?"

Before he could finish his complaint, the familiar lights began to flash, the heat intensified, and fireworks swept across the open space of the Vein Corridor.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, watching from afar, clicked her tongue in amazement: "This kind of big bomb is too powerful. Could it be that we haven't even made our appearance yet and the other side is already eliminated?"

He hadn't expected the committee to send in such powerful weapons.

According to magicians like Lisa Lisa who study demonic lairs and other similar sites, the larger the lair, the greater the impact on high-energy technological artifacts like fuel. This often results in fuse or even fuel failure, or over-activation and explosion. While ordinary firearms and RPGs are generally not significantly affected, more advanced weapons will suffer various consequences.

To overcome this, a considerable amount of materials need to be added to the weapon, and various spells need to be used for maintenance in order to ensure its effectiveness.

It must have taken a lot of effort to get these big bombs in this time.

The people around him didn't speak either, but silently listened to the movements on the other side of the walls.

Besides the Chaldea members, there were also five organized teams of extraordinary individuals on site. In addition to dealing with the monsters and undead they encountered on the way, they were also responsible for clearing obstacles for them to directly confront Galahad.

Since no one else had a solution for Galahad yet, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others had to tackle the tough challenge.

But no one told Fujimaru Ritsuka that this was how they solved it.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was astonished when she saw them begin assembling the giant bomb near the magic circle.

Interestingly, they used a technique to remotely control the detonation.

Inside that enormous thing, whose exact model was unknown, was embedded a spell capable of remote ignition. Then, the moment Lisa Lisa sensed the other party's return, it detonated.

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt the vibrations emanating from the supposedly indestructible walls of the vein corridor. She felt that if they weren't completely unsure whether bombs could solve the problem once and for all, and to avoid suffocation affecting their entry into combat, they might have directly used thermobaric bombs.

"Don't even think about it. That thing can't be moved in so easily." Lisa interrupted his questioning expression and began to cast spells with the magician from the group, applying buffs to those preparing to enter the battlefield.

First came fire avoidance and high-temperature resistance, followed by various techniques to improve physical attributes.

A series of flashes of inspiration occurred, and everyone who entered the battlefield was covered with layers of buffs that would annoy those with trypophobia.

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath and, after turning several corners with everyone, arrived at the open space where the magic circle was located in the Vein Corridor.

Unsurprisingly, Lijiang Galahad was unharmed.