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

Mashu shielded the two ordinary people behind her, while Anno stood in front of her.

"This has really exceeded the planned schedule and my bottom line."

The group watched the suddenly appearing doorway warily, observing the male voice coming from inside.

But Olga Marie felt a sense of familiarity and warmth.

Could it be...

The male voice continued, "The forty-eighth Master candidate, I only let you go because I thought you were just a clueless kid with no potential."

"Now it seems that I was negligent."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brown-haired man wearing a green coat and a green hat walked out of the portal with a smile on his face.

“…Professor Rafe?” Mashu was stunned, clearly shocked.

"Rafe—? Professor Rafe?! Is he there?" Roman asked in surprise, seeing only a blurry image on the screen.

"Hmm? That's Romani's voice. You survived too." Rafe's face was beaming with a smile.

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Chapter 142 Ritsuka's Angry Demeanor

Rafe smiled, his eyes narrowing, and said to Romani Archman on the screen, "I clearly told you to come to control room immediately, and you didn't listen to me. Really—"

His expression changed, becoming somewhat comical yet tinged with terror: "They're all disorganized and undisciplined scum, they disgust me."

Why is humanity always like this? Why do we always want to deviate from our predetermined fate?

At this point, everyone realized something was wrong, except for Olga Marie, who was still standing there in a daze.

Anno frowned and gestured to Mashu and the others: "You guys step back, this person gives me a very strange feeling."

Mashu could also sense that Professor Rafe now no longer gave off a warm and welcoming feeling, but instead evoked a deep-seated disgust and filth in her: "Master, get out of here—please get out of here. That person is dangerous... He... he's not the Professor Rafe we ​​know!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka remained vigilant, but Olga Marie, who had been under constant pressure, suddenly became incredibly vulnerable upon seeing Rafe, her only support before.

Her feet moved unconsciously toward the figure wearing the green hat.

"Rafe... Ah, Rafe, Rafe, you're alive, Rafe!"

As she walked, she said excitedly and absentmindedly, "That's wonderful! Since you left, I haven't known how to protect Chaldea!"

"Chief, what are you doing, Chief?" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted a reminder.

Anno grabbed Olga Marie's arm directly: "Miss Animusfia, please be careful."

"Anno...you...let go, that's Rafe!" Olga Marie tried to break free from Anno's grip, but she couldn't escape his iron-like hand.

Rafe noticed Olga Marie, his disgusted and horrified expression softening as he greeted her from afar: "Hey, Olga. You look pretty good, that's great. Looks like you've been having a tough time lately."

Olga Marie couldn't break free from Anno and could only sit there, tears streaming down her face: "Yes, yes, you're right, Rafe!"

"The control room exploded too. This city is just a ruin, and I can't go back to Chaldea." Olga Marie was already in her twenties, but she was crying like a little girl, full of grievances and bitterness. "It was all unexpected. My head is about to explode!"

"But it's okay, as long as you're here, there'll always be a way, right?"

"Since it's always been like this, you'll help me this time too, right?"

Rafe's gentle expression instantly turned disgusting and terrifying again: "Ah, of course. It's all unexpected, and it's infuriating."

He berated Olga Marie, saying, "The one who surprised me the most was you, Olga." A smile appeared on his terrifying and twisted face, making him even more sinister. "I clearly planted the bomb under your feet, yet you're still alive."

Olga Marie stopped struggling and looked at Rafe in disbelief: "Huh?"

"...Ra...Rafe?"

"Um... what do you mean by this?"

Standing behind Mashu, Fujimaru Ritsuka was already filled with rage.

She said to Anno, "Saber, give Olga Marie to Mash!"

A mark on the back of his hand lit up.

"Then, unleash your Noble Phantasm with all your might!"

"Blast that disgusting scum to smithereens!"

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Chapter 143 Olga Marie...is she already dead?

"Tsk." Rafe frowned.

This avatar is irrelevant; the power accumulated in this singularity is already sufficient.

However, he disliked Fujimaru Ritsuka's behavior of interrupting others.

"Tch, I must say, as expected of Chaldea, they're all so good at interrupting other people's reminiscing." Anno was already gathering his strength, but Leif remained calm and composed, still maintaining that gentle expression. "Honestly, just like Olga, both disgusting trash, scum."

"This is the sword that cuts off all evil, even if it means being stained with the blood of the enemy."

"The inhuman and the silvery end of the adversaries!"

An even more immense and terrifying magical power gathered on Anno's holy sword.

The holy light was already flashing, but Rafe remained standing on the high place, motionless.

However, a black tentacle detached from his body.

"Breaking Evil and Dyeing Blood - Pale Holy Sword!!!" Anno shouted, and the holy sword swung down.

A terrifying torrent of silver magic poured out, engulfing Rafe.

Olga Marie was stunned, staring blankly at Rafe as he was swallowed up.

The holy light blasted out a huge path, and everything except the source of magic power remained in place and was completely pulverized.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to pat Olga Marie on the head to encourage the immature director to cheer up.

But the next second, a voice came.

That was Rafe's voice.

How is everyone?

Several dark, eerie tentacles with eyes intertwined and transformed once again into the man in green clothes, his face bearing the same hypocritical smile as always.

Are you surprised?

Anno remained silent, but still gripped the holy sword.

Mashu remained wary of Rafe, while Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted her teeth.

They actually dodged it...

Also, what is that tentacle-like thing?

"So that's how it is. It's neither human nor an alien race..." Anno saw through Rafe's true form and pondered what it was.

“Let me introduce myself, I am Anno, a knight of Britain, a man whose hands are stained with the blood of my own kind and that of other people.” Rafe removed his hat and greeted him politely, “My name is Rafe, Rafe Lenore Floros. That was quite a warm greeting.”

“I could be even more enthusiastic,” Anno retorted, unprovoked by Rafe’s words.

Rafe ignored Anno and continued to look at Olga Marie, who was being protected by a group of people: "Olga, I'm sure you have your own guesses."

“You’re already dead.” Rafe grinned, revealing his teeth in a disgusting smile. “Your body died long ago.”

"The Spirit Particle Calculation Device [Trismegistes] is truly kind, transferring you, who has turned into a remnant of your will, to this land."

He spoke the truth that was cruelly real to Olga Marie: "Think about it. You didn't have the aptitude for spirit transfer in your previous life, did you? You couldn't transfer while you had a physical body."

He looked into Olga Marie's terrified eyes: "Do you understand? It is because you died that you gained the qualification you have always longed for."

"So you can no longer return to Chaldea. Because once you return to Chaldea, your consciousness will perish."

"Huh? I'm going to... perish...? Wait... I can't... go back to Chaldea?"

Leif sighed dramatically: "That's right. But it's just too pitiful. For you who have dedicated your life to Chaldea, I'll show you what Chaldea has become now."

The source of magic was manipulated, and Chaldea, from another era, was projected.

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Chapter 144 The Penetrating Chalk

What was projected was the current situation in Chaldea.

Unlike the beautiful, azure Chaldea of ​​the past, Chaldea now appears to be enveloped in molten lava, looking more like the sun than the earth, and a twilight, crimson sun at that.

Olga Marie's attention was drawn to it: "What...what is that? Chaldea has turned bright red...?"

"You...you're lying, aren't you? That's just an illusion, isn't it, Rafe?"

Rafe smiled insincerely: "It's true. I specially linked the timeline for you."

He stroked the golden cup formed from the source of magic in his hand: "With the Holy Grail, even something like this can be done."

He made a embracing gesture, his expression fanatical: "Come, take a good look, descendants of Animusfia, this is the consequence of your foolish actions."

"The blue that represents the human response to survival has vanished. What remains is only the blazing crimson."

While Rafe was arguing with Olga Marie, Anno lowered his voice and asked the Chaldea control room, "Romani, does Chaldea have any way or ability to rescue your director?"

“We are analyzing it as well… but no matter how we test it, our data shows that Director Olga Marie’s vital signs are very stable.” Roman’s voice was distressed.

Over there, Olga Marie had completely lost her mind. Like a little girl afraid of taking responsibility for her mistakes, she covered her head and lay on the ground, screaming, "No—don't joke around!"

"It wasn't my fault, I didn't fail, I didn't die..."

"Who exactly are you?!" She finally began to suspect Rafe. "What did you do to my Chaldea?"

Rafe was getting impatient: "That's not your stuff. Honestly—this little brat is so annoying even when she's about to die."

Just then, Olga Marie's body floated up.

She cried out in panic, "What... my body is being pulled up and floating by something—"

Rafe gave a mocking smile: "I told you, it's connected to Chaldea."

In other words, Olga Marie's soul is being drawn to Chaldea and wants to return to Chaldea.

However, for Olga Marie now, returning to Chaldea means only death.

Her living soul, or rather, her remaining consciousness, would return to her shattered corpse and then disappear without a doubt.