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

"It's truly admirable that they weren't fooled."

"That's good, at least we won't have to wipe out these people who are still trying right now." Another male voice sounded quite pleased.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other three retreated eastward and stopped at the banks of the Thames.

"The fog has returned to normal. There really was something strange in Fulham." Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief, thankful she hadn't gone in.

"Woodgreen kept us on our guard, and your insight has improved, Master." Manrio smiled and patted Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulder twice.

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt something was off, and then a child patted her on the shoulder in a very mature way.

“Your gaze is very rude, Master,” Manrio said, puffing out his cheeks as he looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Ah, it's alright. I remember Mr. Manlio mentioned before that he was like this when he was alive, but I remember that Mr. Manlio passed away from illness in his middle age." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled apologetically and pushed her hand away.

“Oh, I thought you guys hadn’t noticed.” Manrio heard about his own death but didn’t seem to care. He just smiled casually and sat down between Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka. “It’s actually quite simple. I probably looked like this when I was alive, except I had a few more wrinkles and some white hair.”

"As you probably know, this is how I met my teacher."

Several people sat by the river, composing themselves while listening to Manrio recount some events from his life.

“After I was rescued, due to my age and the abuse I had suffered, it was difficult for me to grow any longer. Even though the food my teacher gave me was very nutritious and delicious, it didn’t help. So I could only maintain this height and appearance until I died.” Manlio’s eyes held a hint of regret.

"The teacher is a very sentimental person, so she was troubled by my height for quite a long time." Manlio gave a wry smile, as if mocking himself.

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded knowingly and sighed.

Miss Lawrence is indeed very sentimental.

"I wonder how the teacher is doing now." Manrio's eyes showed worry. "Miss Simonetta was one of the teacher's biggest regrets in his life. He couldn't save Miss Simonetta this time. The teacher must be in great pain."

Fujimaru Ritsuka pursed her lips, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

"Pfft, pfft," came the knocking sound from the containment device Mashu was carrying.

"Ah, Fufu and Puku!" Mashu suddenly remembered something, quickly took out the containment device, and opened it.

The little fairy, Phantom Spirit Purk, blushed with anger. "You're so rude! You actually locked sleeping Purk in a cage with this white beast! You're so rude! Purk doesn't like you!"

As Pu Ke spoke, he burst into tears.

After Fou crawled out of the containment device, she climbed into Mashu's arms and looked at Puku with disdain.

If you're not happy, come and hit me!

Puker cried even harder.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu quickly went to coax her.

Lawrence, with a young boy and girl, headed north from Croydon, intending to cross the Thames at the Wandsworth ferry dock and then proceed to Fulham.

Thumbelina peeked out from Lawrence's fluffy hair and asked timidly, "Big, big sister, where are we going?"

“We’re going to find your creator, your father.” Lawrence was focused on the purpose of coming to the singularity, suppressing all other factors in his mind, forcing himself to move forward, and smiled at Thumbelina.

Nora ran alongside Lawrence, always stealing glances at him.

He's like a child who's done something wrong, always worried about whether the adults will punish him.

Because of his personality, he would never assume malice towards others. He would always think about his own mistakes first. He was afraid of being punished, but he accepted being punished except for a few people he extremely disliked.

For example, Selim Zolgen transformed him into this form, and stories were constructed based on him, resulting in Hans Christian Andersen being unable to become himself or escape his own identity.

He really wanted to get close to Lawrence.

However, the hatred that came from his own body made him completely unable to control himself.

The relationship between Lawrence and Nora had long been a tangled mess.

However, both of them were motivated by goodwill and remorse towards each other.

Every Anno is pure; even the most cunning Anno, Tamura, was merely a highly capable cog in that chaotic era.

Pure-hearted people don't live good lives. Please remember: Free, fastest updates, no anti-theft measures.

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Chapter 731 Lawrence Returns, Chaldea Reunites

"What's going on here?" Adroson asked calmly, looking at his two Servants. "Is no one coming this way?"

"Isn't this perfect? ​​It would be even better if your plans could fail." The slick-back-haired man glanced sideways at Adrosson, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Luo Song narrowed his eyes, quietly watching the rider.

"Hmph, they'll come here sooner or later anyway. You just stay here quietly, and they'll take the bait eventually." His gaze shifted slightly to another place as he walked past the rider and disappeared into the mist.

The two Servants calmly felt Adroson's magic power disappear from their senses, exchanged a glance, and sighed.

Such a Master, such a Servant

"I just hope those people are stronger than us." The tall robot servant said with a hint of helplessness. "Sending us back to the Throne of Heroes from here is the best option for this journey."

The slick-haired follower nodded, then sighed, "But to be honest, the traps we set are still quite lethal. I hope those who are trying to save humanity can get through this."

Lawrence and the nursery rhyme, Norra has arrived at the Wandsworth ferry crossing, ready to cross the Thames.

"Hmm," Lawrence suddenly sensed something and looked towards the other side of the river.

"What's wrong, big sister Lawrence?" Nursery Rhyme held Nora's hand and looked up at Lawrence.

Nora, suppressed by the nursery rhyme, is now very rational, and her perception is actually quite strong.

Through the swarm of phantoms floating on the river, Norra could sense several exceptionally large magical reactions on the opposite bank of the Thames.

"A follower?" he asked Lawrence.

“It must be my Masters.” Lawrence looked at Norra gently, his eyes filled with admiration. “It seems my guess was correct. Even without me, my Masters’ intelligence is enough to unravel the mystery of London.”

In that case, I can finally feel more at ease.

Nursery Rhyme and Nora didn't notice Lawrence's unusual behavior. Nursery Rhyme patted Lawrence's thigh and said, "Big sister Lawrence, let's cross the river quickly. This city has already experienced a lot of sadness. Nursery Rhyme doesn't like sadness."

Lawrence turned around, patted Tong Yao's head, and nodded. "Okay, let's get ready to cross the river."

With his two children and Thumbelina at the dock, Lawrence randomly chose a small boat to "borrow," using magic to repel the current and quickly head towards the north shore.

This method of using the release of magical energy as propulsion was something Lawrence noticed in the Oceanus Anomaly. He found it quite interesting and tried to learn it, although it was certainly not as efficient as Agapimeiro's and the Elma's.

Manlio suddenly became alert.

“Watch out, something’s coming down the river.” He stood up and looked at the Thames.

Mordred, Mash, and Fujimaru Ritsuka also became wary.

Suddenly, a gem appeared in their field of vision, floating right in front of them.

"Sigh," Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu, and Manrio were all taken aback.

Immediately, surprise flashed in the eyes of all three.

"It's the teacher, the teacher, she's alright!" This was Manrio, so overjoyed that tears welled up in his eyes.

"It's Miss Lawrence! Miss Lawrence is back!" It was Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka. The two girls hugged each other excitedly, startling Fou and Pucker, who were lying on top of them.

Mordred was startled by the three people's intense reaction, but then smiled knowingly.

After all, it's only natural to be happy that someone important has returned safely.

But, the person who is important to me

Her smile gradually turned into one of grievance.

But then again, isn't this still Britain? Why wasn't Father summoned?

Ahhh, I'm going to die without my father by my side.

Mordred regained her composure, thinking of her majestic and radiant father.

Through the thick fog, the group could already see a small boat approaching, and sitting on it was Lawrence, whom Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others had been worried about for several days.

"Miss Lawrence" sat on the shore, and Fujimaru Ritsuka waved to Lawrence.

Lawrence nodded to them and quickened his pace.

The small boat docked, and Lawrence carried Nursery Rhyme and Nora aboard before getting off the boat himself.

Fujimaru Ritsuka threw herself into Lawrence's arms and hugged him tightly.

Lawrence was somewhat surprised, but after seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka clearly, he smiled helplessly and patted her hair.

"Master, I'm back."

"Hmm," Fujimaru Ritsuka released Lawrence and chuckled.

Lawrence patted the heads of Mash and Manrio, who were standing next to him, making their faces turn slightly red.

Nora looked at Lawrence with envy.

Nursery rhyme tugged at Nora's arm, causing Nora to stumble.

"Sigh," Nora looked at Tongyao strangely, wondering what Tongyao wanted to say.

"Who are these two children?" Mordred noticed the two children standing next to Lawrence and asked Lawrence.

Lawrence's expression turned somber.

With a sigh, Lawrence said with a wry smile, "Let me first explain what happened after Simon and I went to Croydon."

“That’s about it.” Lawrence took Norra’s hand and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka. “But, Master, I hope you can understand something about me.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, her expression filled with regret and sadness, avoiding Nora's gaze as much as possible. "You said, Miss Lawrence."

“Don’t blame Nora. His class was Berserker, and he didn’t have any rationality at the time. Besides, Nora and I have a history.” Lawrence’s face was filled with difficulty and pain. “If it weren’t for my existence, Nora wouldn’t have gone berserk, and Simon wouldn’t have returned to the Throne of Heroes.”

"Because, Norra"

"It was made by my descendants."

Manrio and Fujimaru Ritsuka both looked at Lawrence in disbelief.

Nora lowered his head, his hands clenched slightly, and his lips pursed. Tong Yao gently touched his head with a sad expression.

Tears welled up in Lawrence's eyes as well.

London, Big Ben.