The Knight of the Second Generation of Demons Re-enacts

"Oh."

Without realizing how big a hole he had dug for himself, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and agreed in a daze.

Seeing this, Newton nodded with satisfaction and continued.

"In short, Madam, you just need to know that the current situation of the city-state is not normal. Based on Mr. Thief's experience, I guess that King Arthur only rejected the two major forces of Egypt and Rome, but he did not care and even welcomed contact with third parties. This is why Mr. Thief was not hacked to death on the spot."

As he spoke, Newton looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and the people of Chaldea projected by her bracelet.

"And this is exactly the opportunity we can take advantage of. Now that the God Ancestor has no time to get away and join our action, if we can win over King Arthur, I will be sure that I can behead a fighter of Leif's level."】

Bai Qiangdai: Oh, I thought I didn't have a role in the side stories where the Master made a cameo appearance, and the 15 eye souls revealed in the Grateful Soul. So, does that mean I might also become the Master's eye soul?

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Quiet Kiss: What's going on? Speaking of singularities where Lion King and Nitocris are active, shouldn't I be the fighting force of the Master? Where on earth have I been?

Umm: I can't stand it. Since it's Roma's home court, then it should be Yu's home court, right? RNM, Yu in the video, are you in Gan Shenmo?

[After formulating the next course of action, knowing that time was running out, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others immediately set out for the City of Silver under the leadership of Robin Hood.

And somewhere outside the sea of ​​trees, a purple-haired young man wearing a golden headdress and a white robe suddenly opened his blue eyes and looked in the direction of a group of people he sensed entering the desert.

The strange weapon with a staff and blade in his hand shook lightly, and the sand that touched the end of the staff began to sway like water. A sand painting unfolded, forming the picture of Fujimaru Ritsuka at the boy's feet.

"The target is the city-state? Are you sure you can convince the King of Britain?"

The steady voice of a young man reached the ears of the red-haired young man next to him, and his golden eyes opened. The man named Emiya Shirou glanced at the girl in the sand painting who looked somewhat similar to himself. After a brief silence, he looked at the purple-haired and brown-skinned boy.

"Can you sense how many heroic eye souls she has?"

"Heh, are you looking down on me as the Pharaoh?"

The boy glanced at Shirou Emiya, his young face revealing the pride that a pharaoh should have.

“Although I don’t think I have the dazzling self-confidence of Pharaoh Ramses II, the authority of the Pharaoh is still unquestionable in this land. Nothing can escape the eyes of the Pharaoh.”

Golden light flashed through his blue pupils, and his gaze crossed the barrier of space and turned to the back of the Chaldean girl.

"Hello~ 3 pieces. As that man's sister, she is indeed quite capable. Her collection efficiency is much higher than yours. Even if you take into account the gift from Yu, you only have two pieces."

Faced with the young Pharaoh's teasing, Shirou Emiya remained unmoved.

"It will be five soon, Tutankhamun, catch up."

"Oh my, oh my, is the war about to start? What a cruel man."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun laughed, and although he mocked Emiya Shirou's coldness, his hands did not stop moving at all.

The golden scepter was waved, and the pharaoh's divine power broke through the space on his side. Two tall and mighty horses wearing golden armor pulled a golden two-wheeled chariot and came to Tutankhamun.

Tut chariots, the exclusive vehicle of Tutankhamun who was summoned as a Rider. As a pharaoh who was clearly proven to have a love of fast cars by archaeological evidence, this chariot that gathered the most advanced technology of Egypt during the Age of Gods could gallop on the sand at a speed comparable to the thunder across the sky, and it was also one of Tutankhamun's favorite treasures.

Tutankhamun stroked the warhorse, then jumped onto the chariot and allowed his partners to have the honor of riding on his chariot.

Perhaps it was because it was the first time he had held the reins in a long time since he appeared in the world, the young Pharaoh, who had always had a calm expression, showed for the first time the vitality that matched his appearance age.

"Be careful, ally, don't bite your tongue."

"what?"

Shirou Emiya, who was just beginning to establish a cooperative relationship with the other party at this singularity, did not have time to figure out the meaning of Tutankhamun's words. By the time he reacted, Tutankhamun's chariot had turned into a true stream of light and disappeared on the spot. Only two wheel tracks and hoof prints that were shining with golden light were left within a hundred miles.

A long time later, someone accidentally discovered that it seemed that Shirou Emiya never rode in the vehicles of Heroic Spirits, especially those in the Rider class. 】

Ps. The second original hero Tutankhamun officially debuts, and the character settings are as follows:

Because Tutankhamun was registered at the age of 9 and died suddenly at the age of 19 in history, the image of Tutankhamun in this work is that of a boy who looks very young.

Precisely because he is very young, Tutankhamun's personality is more free and easy and casual, which is typical of teenagers. He does not have the overly arrogant arrogance of Rasmussen, the overly reservedness of Nito, or the unique understanding of beauty of Cleopatra. He is one of the easiest pharaohs to get along with among Type-Moon.

Although he would occasionally feel a little inferior for not having achieved any real achievements during his lifetime, at the same time, he also had the pride of a pharaoh and the confidence that if he could live longer, he would definitely become the "real" most famous pharaoh.

Attitude towards fame nowadays:

Let's change the subject, Master. If you go on like this, I'll get angry even if it's you.

What? Why? Isn't this natural, Master? Just think about it, if it was you, after you died, a group of strangers came to your grave, praised your tombstone and walked in and out of your grave, took things, and finally made the whole world know about it. Is there anything more shameful and unpleasant than this in the world?

624: Spectre (8k)

“My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka. When I was 17, I was killed by an eye demon that attacked me. In order to revive myself, I became Kamen Rider Ghost. Now, I am collecting the eye souls of heroes while resolving the singularity that causes the burning of human nature.

Today is the second day since we arrived at the Egyptian singularity. Mr. God, who looks scary but surprisingly kind, gave us a few camels as a means of transportation. It seems that because these camels have been blessed by Mr. God, they run faster on the sand than when I fly in the spirit state, and they don't even need to rest.

It's really magical and interesting. Is this the power of Mr. Shenzu? To be honest, when I first listened to Mashu's explanation of Mr. Shenzu's history, I was still a little confused.

It’s a pity that I don’t know how to ride a camel, so Miss Musashi can only ride on the same camel with me. I think if I have the chance today, I must let her teach me.

According to Miss Newton's estimation, it will take us two and a half days to reach the legendary city-state of King Arthur. I hope I can get help from King Arthur.

Well... it should be possible. After all, I heard from Matthew that King Arthur is an upright and selfless king. If it is a major event like the burning of human nature, he should not ignore it!

Well, I hope it succeeds.

Oh, by the way, I only have 95 days left on my deadline."

"Well, let's stop here for today!"

——Although that frivolous old brother often says, "Who would write a diary?", I am a serious ghost now after all, not a human being, so there is nothing wrong with starting to write a diary.

Closing the diary in his hand with satisfaction, Ritsuka Fujimaru, riding on the tall camel provided by the Roman army, couldn't help but start to think divergently.

——"99 Days after the Death of Fujimaru Ritsuka", hehe ~ maybe people will publish a book based on my diary in the future ~

Thinking about something interesting, Fujimaru Ritsuka placed the diary in front of his waist, turning it into spirit particles and storing it in his belt.

If there is one thing that makes Fujimaru Ritsuka most satisfied, other than being able to transform into a handsome Kamen Rider after death, it should be the driver's function that is like the storage space in the novel.

To be honest, this function is really convenient. Although I have only had the Spirit Driver for 4 days, Fujimaru Ritsuka has already stuffed a lot of strange things into the internal space.

For example, the food similar to Roujiamo that she just took out from the drive was one of the supplies provided to her by the kind-hearted God Ancestor. It contained some Egyptian desert food that the Roman army's kitchen team had modified with Roman style. Among them, Ritsuka Fujimaru's favorite thing was the honey added to the barbecue.

Perhaps seeing through Fujimaru Ritsuka's desire to make himself more like a living human, the God Ancestor said, "Delicious food is also Roman!" while forcefully stuffing these things into Fujimaru Ritsuka, as if he wanted her to keep the habit of eating three meals a day when she was alive.

Now that she is a spirit, Fujimaru Ritsuka theoretically does not need to eat, but she can also store magic power in her body by taking food like a heroic spirit.

It's just that the Sky Temple is currently short of supplies, and the precious food should be provided first to living people such as Romani, Mashu, and Yanagido Kazunari, so she came to the current singularity without bringing any food.

Ritsuka Fujimaru was very happy to have the opportunity to eat food again.

——But it’s still a bit of a pity.

While eating the food in his hand, although Fujimaru Ritsuka could taste the deliciousness of the food, he could not feel the satisfaction of being full.

"Forget it. You can't ask for too much if you have something to eat."

After finishing the roujiamo in no time, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked around curiously.

Just like when we set out yesterday, there is still an endless sea of ​​sand all around us.

"Ms. Newton, is this direction we are heading in really the right direction?"

"That's right, if our Mr. Thief doesn't let us down."

Newton, who was sitting on another camel, put down the book in his hand after hearing this and glanced at Robin Hood who was sitting in front of him driving the camel.

"If he fails, as a punishment, we will leave Mr. Thief behind to guard the rear if we encounter any danger in the future."

"Hey! Don't say such horrible things in such a serious tone!"

Robin Hood, who was wearing a green hood, let out a terrified wail. The tone of voice of the woman sitting behind him did not contain any hint of bullying at all, and it was impossible to tell whether this woman was joking or serious.

"Oh, that's too pitiful."

Fujimaru Ritsuka showed sympathy on his face.

"Yes, yes!"

Robin Hood agreed, but was almost shocked by Fujimaru Ritsuka's next words and fell off his camel.

"At least you can do that after I'm resurrected."

"So the pitiful one is referring to you!"

Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka who was giggling at Robin Hood's complaints, Newton and Musashi couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths slightly.

Newton deliberately played a trick on Robin Hood at this time, perhaps he also sensed the depression that Fujimaru Ritsuka felt after eating the food.

Ritsuka Fujimaru thought he had hidden it well, but how could he possibly hide it from the Heroic Spirits who had more life experience?

But happy times are always short-lived. The peaceful journey was suddenly interrupted by an alarm from Chaldea, and Mashu's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"Senior! A powerful spiritual reaction is approaching you, please be prepared for battle!"

"Is it the Eye Demon?"

The Spirit Driver appeared at his waist, Ritsuka Fujimaru took out the Edison Soul, and looked in the direction indicated by Mash.

There, golden light was rapidly approaching this direction with a rumbling sound, and a similar sense of oppression that he had felt from the God Ancestor before emerged in Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart.

"Analyzing! Hmm? Is this the reaction of the Heroic Spirit and... the reaction of the Kamen Rider!?"

"what?"

The unexpected words made Fujimaru Ritsuka pause in her action of pressing the drive handle. As they approached, before she could come to her senses, a golden light flashed above the four people, and a blue figure jumped directly off the golden chariot and hit the stunned Fujimaru Ritsuka with a flying kick.

"bass!"

Fortunately, the experienced Miyamoto Musashi did not lose her composure because of this information. Red light particles appeared above her body, and the original pink-haired beauty instantly transformed into a hoodie ghost.

The sleeves of the hoodie that were integrated with the double blades slashed towards the sky. Miyamoto Musashi blocked the attack at the cost of being knocked away, and also allowed Fujimaru Ritsuka to see the attacker clearly after he landed.

It was a Kamen Rider who was somewhat similar to the soul form he transformed into, except that the main color of his body had changed to blue, and the horn on his head had changed from a long one to two shorter and curved ones.

"you are?"

"bump!"

The girl's question was not answered. The blue Kamen Rider mercilessly summoned a rifle-type weapon with a design style very similar to the Ghost Rider, and raised his hand to shoot Fujimaru Ritsuka in the head.