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

Whatever happens, we must face it and solve it.

Your tendency to run away is... kind of unsightly.

Lawrence suddenly opened his eyes.

She knelt on the wooden floor, staring blankly ahead.

A pair of illusory arms were wrapped around Lawrence's neck, embracing her.

Lawrence's open mouth trembled slightly, his pupils filled with disbelief.

“I’ve always been by your side, my love.”

"Forever."

So, stand tall.

The sound seemed to exist, yet it also seemed not to exist.

The feeling of being embraced was also like an illusion, as if it had never existed.

Lawrence lowered his head, looking lost and dejected.

"...Ah, yes."

Looking at his hands, with bloodstains still on his fingernails, Lawrence's expression had calmed down, replaced by a tired, self-deprecating smile.

"With only this level of ability, how can one be considered an omnipotent person?"

"It looks really bad."

"...Since you've decided it's your task, your responsibility, then shoulder it properly." Her hands clenched slightly. "You're not even willing to face difficulties of this magnitude..."

"Why should I call myself an omnipotent person?"

She supported herself on her knees and slowly stood up.

But standing opposite her without her noticing was an impossible being, smiling gently at Lawrence.

That's how it should be.

This... is my lover, that genius-to-the-point-of-arrogance lover.

Lawrence coughed twice and walked outside.

"Nursery Rhyme, let's go." Lawrence cast two simple magic spells on himself, regaining his elegance and poise, and looked at the little girl sitting on the chair with her knees drawn up to her chest.

Nursery Rhyme raised her head and looked at Lawrence.

What we saw was not the seemingly颓废, weak, and disappointed person.

Instead, she is a graceful and elegant servant with an aura that keeps strangers at bay.

No matter how many times you're knocked down, you must struggle to get back up and start anew in the most glamorous way. That's what makes someone truly capable; that's who you are.

Navigating the world of dazzling genius, the radiant jewel doctor, Lawrence Anno Falgao.

“I’ve made up my mind. Let’s go.” She said to Tong Yao with a smile, “Whether it’s my mistake or my task, I will complete it perfectly.”

Nursery Rhyme's eyes lit up.

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Chapter 725 Thumbelina and A Midsummer Night's Dream

University of London.

boom--!!!

"Uh—Kintoki!"

"Oh!"

Several Servants are fighting together. The number of Phantoms is very large. The Phantoms that appeared yesterday do not seem to have disappeared at all and are still in the same place.

"It's alright—uh!" Mash blocked one phantom's attack, quickly turned around, and swatted away another phantom. "If you leave the front to us, Miss Camilla can move around!"

Everyone else was engaged in direct combat, but two people had disappeared without a trace.

"Miss Camilla, now!" Manrio shouted, dispelling his magic.

"Drink-"

bang——

BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!

Camilla shattered several mirrors, then left in an instant, before moving back to Manrio's side. Manrio quickly began to cast his twisting magic.

"Release your Noble Phantasm immediately, without hesitation!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted, protected by Mash behind her.

"Eternal beauty, an enduring feast—"

"Old age and ugliness both come at the end of time!"

"Phantom Maiden!!!"

Using the gap in the mirror, Manlio used magic to bring Camilla inside. Then, while concealing her presence, Camilla unleashed her Noble Phantasm on the object she possessed, the "Gem Tower."

Countless phantom spirits tried to stop Carmilla, but were blocked by the other Servants, making it impossible for them to get through.

boom--!!!

Driven by Camilla's magic, the enormous Iron Maiden "bit" directly onto the Gem Tower.

The gem tower was not sturdy, and after barely holding on for a second, it shattered with a crash.

The Gem Tower at University College London has been breached!

"Come on, let's get rid of these things!" Sakata Kintoki shouted after repelling a group of phantom spirits.

“Yes, we can’t just leave them here. There are still many students from the University of London here!” Mashu agreed, without stopping the fight.

With the Gem Tower and the mirror that produced the phantoms dealt with, the Servants can finally unleash their power to eliminate these phantoms.

As long as the number doesn't keep increasing endlessly, this number of phantom spirits is relatively easy to obtain, especially when there are quite a few Servants.

After a while, the dangerous phantom spirits were finally cleared away. Fujimaru Ritsuka involuntarily sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

The Servant was injured, but the one who suffered the most fatigue was her Master, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She felt a bit overwhelmed supplying so much magic power to so many riders at the same time.

After sitting for two minutes, Fujimaru Ritsuka got up again: "Get ready, we're going to Woodgreen."

“Wait a minute, Fujimaru Ritsuka.” Henry Jekyll walked over.

"What's wrong, Mr. Jekyll?" Fujimaru Ritsuka brushed the dust off her clothes and looked at Jekyll with a puzzled expression.

“I just found these two over there.” He spread his palms out.

谷啲

A tiny little girl was standing in his palm.

The little guy had a defiant look on his face, wings on his back, and was taunting Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"She... is a phantom spirit?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was charmed and looked at Jekyll.

“Yes, that should be the case, but logically... no phantom should approach this place.” Jekyll nodded. “Then... let her tell you herself.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded slightly, somewhat bewildered, and took the little phantom from Jekyll's hands.

"Um... hello?" she tried to greet.

"Hmph, you think you can get on good terms with Puker just by saying hello? How naive!" The little phantom who called himself Puker crossed his arms, pouted, and turned his head away.

"Huh? Well... beautiful Puku?" Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and changed her form of address.

"Hmm! Hello!" Puker's eyes lit up, and he flew around in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"It's quite rare to find such a well-developed phantom spirit in this city." Manrio admired the little fairy phantom spirit with some surprise.

"Speaking of which, about Puker..." Mashu felt like she had heard the name somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where.

Fufu, who was being held in her arms, was glaring fiercely at the little phantom spirit that was likely to take her place as a pet.

“They’re characters from Shakespeare’s comedy ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’.” Henry Jekyll, looking tired, put away his dagger and casually answered Matthew’s question. “I’ve seen the play once before, so I have a vague recollection of it. They’re a group of goblins.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka was talking to the little fairy named "Puk": "Is there anything you want to say to me, Puk?"

"Hmm!" Puker flew up and down. "I was specifically created to deliver messages!"

"My master sent me to the surface to find people who can resolve the disaster and tell them—"

"To solve this disaster, we must look underground! That's where the enemy is hiding!"

......

"Hiding place...underground?" Lawrence looked at the little girl standing in his palm, pinching his chin, deep in thought.

She and Tong Yao had just left home, intending to go to Croydon to find Arno 1, explain everything to him, and then make their next plans. Unexpectedly, they encountered a chattering little girl asking for help as soon as they stepped out the door.

Yes, a little girl, a very, very small girl, probably only the size of a thumb.

"Yes, yes." The little girl looked timidly at the beautiful older sister. "That's what the person who created me told me."

"It's Thumbelina!" Nursery Rhyme took the little girl and looked at her happily. "Hello, I'm Nursery Rhyme, and you're a part of me!"

This little girl is the famous fairy tale character, Thumbelina.

"Thumbelina, can I ask you something?" Lawrence leaned down and looked at Thumbelina.

"Yes, yes!" Thumbelina nodded cautiously.

"Who created you?" Lawrence asked gently with a light laugh.

"Yes, it's Hans Christian Andersen!" Thumbelina answered Lawrence's question earnestly.

"Huh? That guy's in this singularity too?" Tong Yao was initially surprised, then revealed a "fierce" expression. "Do you know he's there? I'm going to give him a good talking to! Why did he write so many tragic stories!"

"Well, calm down first, but I'm also a little curious about where he is." Lawrence narrowed his eyes. "I happen to have some questions I want to ask him."

“He’s underground.” Thumbelina twirled in Nursery Rhyme’s palm, as if dancing, “but Thumb doesn’t know where he is underground. Thumb just appeared on the ground in a flash!”

“I see, is that so…” Lawrence nodded and gently tapped Thumbelina’s head with his fingertip. “Thank you, little one.”