In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lawrence are usually very busy, especially Lawrence, who hardly sleeps, just to get more done in this apocalyptic situation.

Fujimaru Ritsuka also trains, studies, and learns more about historical figures and magic in order to move more safely within the singularity.

Therefore, Simonetta is usually accompanied by her, who is also a vampire.

"...They've left the stage."

Normally, she didn't feel anything was wrong, and even found the little girl who was always clinging to her a bit annoying, but now...

Camilla felt her pupils tremble slightly.

Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed that Camilla was acting strangely, so she went over and patted Camilla on the shoulder.

Camilla looked up at Fujimaru Ritsuka, then turned her head away.

"I'm not at the point where I need comforting."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, then patted Camilla's shoulder again with a somber expression.

She turned to look at everyone: "University of London and Woodgreen can confirm the existence of two possessed entities, and the number of phantoms stationed there may be even greater than the number in Bajin before."

"The reason why you, Mr. Ba Jin, Mr. Sakata Kintoki, were in such a difficult situation before can be basically summarized as underestimating the speed at which the mirror produces phantoms. The failure to destroy the mirror in time resulted in the appearance of a large number of phantoms. This time, we are prescient and must destroy the mirror that produces phantoms as quickly as possible."

“Let’s go to the University of London first, then turn around and head to Woodgreen.” Fujimaru Ritsuka said seriously, “Let’s set off now, everyone, let’s move together.”

......

谷魹

Adroson had just returned underground and was sitting on his stool, panting heavily.

Yesterday, he went to the ground.

With Barking's Gem Tower destroyed and Croydon's defenses crumbled, only four Gem Towers remained. He had to ensure their safety, so he first reinforced the defenses of the Gem Towers at the University of London, Woodgreen, and Fulham before setting off for Croydon.

However, when he was some distance from Croydon, he saw something unexpected.

A pink-haired girl in a black dress transformed into the Little Prince in front of a tall monster, and the terrifying monster seemed to be frozen in place.

Then, the little prince turned back into the pink-haired girl and picked someone up from the ground.

A woman who was... badly injured.

“…That’s Mother.” Luo Song’s fingers tapped rapidly on the table, his eyes filled with disbelief and tears, and his whole being exuded an agitated atmosphere.

“...That was my mother!” His eyes darted rapidly from side to side as he recalled the lucid sight he had seen.

"I did it."

Did I succeed?

"Did I bring my mother back to life?"

"But why don't I know it myself?"

"Is it not because of the phantom spirit, but because Mother also became a Servant?"

"If my mother was resurrected by me, why doesn't she come to see me?"

Why was Mother injured?

"And who was the child who rescued the mother?"

Countless questions filled Adroson's head to the brim, leaving no room for thought whatsoever.

Yesterday, he wanted to catch up with his mother and see her one more time.

But the monster that had been controlled was awakened by him.

The monster is very strong, extremely strong.

Luo Song was no match for the monster at all, and was caught off guard and sent flying.

He could faintly hear the monster crying out the word "Zorgen," but Rosson wasn't thinking about anything else back then, and he wasn't thinking about anything else now.

To avoid being sent back to the Throne of Heroes, Rosson had no choice but to fight the monster, but in the end he only managed to escape using the magic of the Jewel Mirror.

Even so, he was seriously injured and had no choice but to return underground to treat his injuries first.

"Mother, you have been resurrected, haven't you?"

As he used medical magic to heal his injuries, Luo Song muttered to himself blankly.

“I’ll come pick you up right away, and then I’ll summon Father.”

"us......"

"Our family of three wants to do it again."

"Living together happily and joyfully."

"Nothing can stop me."

"Nothing can stop me."

Luo Song trembled as he spoke through gritted teeth.

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Chapter 724 The Almighty Man's Redemption, The Radiant Jewelry Doctor

Shakespeare and Andersen exchanged a glance, and through the crack in the mirror, they could vaguely see the worry in each other's eyes.

Adroson, the Knight, summoned them and controlled them with the Holy Grail and the Magic Mirror, turning them into puppets for creating phantoms.

They had considered rebelling, but they were the weakest of the Servants, and their Noble Phantasms were nothing more than writing articles or clapping. In addition, since Adroson had summoned them and was indeed their Master, they simply let things be.

“He’s completely gone mad,” Shakespeare commented, pursing her lips as Rosson muttered to himself in his chair.

"He was completely insane from the beginning, but his good upbringing made him appear less insane." Andersen's voice sounded like an older man, but he looked like a child.

He glanced at Shakespeare, then at Adroson.

“He doesn’t seem to be paying attention to us right now,” Shakespeare chuckled.

"So what? We can't escape anyway. We're just trapped in this little cage, like canaries." Andersen had a look of resignation on his face, or rather, he had wanted to give up for a long time.

"Oh...do you really think so, sir?" Shakespeare narrowed his eyes, revealing a cunning expression.

"...Who knows?" A slight smile appeared on Hans Christian Andersen's lips.

At this moment, two great writers who have gone down in history were laughing like villains.

However, Luo Song, who was tending to his injuries and muttering to himself, didn't notice any of this. His attention was completely focused on his own thoughts and memories.

Those thoughts and memories about my father and mother, about that elusive, blissful life.

......

Lawrence clutched his head, curled up into a ball, and hid in the corner of the room.

Thinking too much makes you forget how to think.

Tong Yao sat on a stool outside the room, looking worriedly in the direction of Lawrence's room.

She found this house randomly. The population of London has decreased sharply, and some areas where phantoms are active are almost dead cities.

This was undoubtedly a disaster, a horrific disaster.

To date, at least 100,000 people in London have died directly or indirectly at the hands of these phantoms, while nearly a million others have suffered from mental health problems to varying degrees because of them.

This is just a conservative estimate.

Lawrence desperately tried to think, but it was as if her brain was refusing to think; the pain in her mind was unbearable.

Large beads of sweat covered her face as she gritted her teeth, overcome with anxiety and the pain she couldn't escape.

Together with Fujimaru Ritsuka, he shoulders the mission of conquering the singularity and saving humanity; the unresolved mystery surrounding Ruslan's past identity; the painful memories of the past awakened by the magic of the magic mirror; the unwavering resolve to once again fail to save Simonetta, and...

The sins committed by one's own descendants.

One event after another, one burden after another, relentlessly weighed on Lawrence's shoulders.

"Harley, if only you were here... if only you were here..."

"I can't take this alone, I really... can't take it..."

Lawrence was completely unable to control his emotions. Whenever he tried to control them, images of Harley, Simonetta, and Ruslan would appear before his eyes.

And there's Arnold One, the little boy named Noel Blair, standing in the darkness, between two enormous demonic claws, tears streaming down his face, filled with an unbelievable, overwhelming hatred, just staring at him, staring at him.

They are your descendants.

It's you.

The crime committed.

She wanted to go with the nursery rhyme to find Nora Broer, and then simply die in front of that child, so that... so that... at least some of it could make amends, atone for some of her sins.

but--

Master, I can't let go of Ritsuka's side.

She had promised the child that she would stay with her until the end and save humanity. If she died here, would Ritsuka be in danger on her journey afterward?

What if humanity is not saved?

Ahh—

谷樛

Lawrence's fingernails were almost embedded in her scalp, drawing blood that flowed down her face along with her tears.

If I had not been summoned—

Snapped.

Lawrence slapped himself.

"Ugh...uh..."

She closed her eyes.

...Lawrence, please, Lawrence, calm down, calm down.

Having come this far, are you still that arrogant, all-powerful person?