The Knight of the Second Generation of Demons Re-enacts

Magical Girls Can't Fly: Speaking of which, I remember it was mentioned in the story of Spirit Knight and Saber that Shirou-brother will be entangled by multiple women in the future, and they are all quite rich.

Magical Girl Illidan: It’s over, he looks even more like a scumbag.

Partners of Justice: Black people sweating like rain.jpg

Lady Crane: Come and smack me too.

Devil Muscle Rin: Against the will of heaven.

Chaos Evil Gudako: Ahaha, it seems that what my cousin said about the difficult appearance of women being inherited is true.

Little Eggplant: A sign of difficulty for a woman?

Chaos Evil Gudako: I heard this before when I was chatting with my cousin, the Heroic Spirit, in the cafeteria. He said that our family seemed to have serious problems with women when we were young. I didn’t quite believe it when I heard it.

Ishigami Accountant: Is it actually inherited from the family? What an enviable family inheritance!

Blackbeard: No wonder the Master is so popular, jealousy makes me split apart.jpg

What's wrong with men being perverted: Damn it, I want this family heritage too!

Tracking EX: No wonder there are more and more thieving cats around Lord Anzhen!

Lily, the partner of justice: So I have the appearance of a woman in trouble?

Abbot of Ryudo Temple: Did you just realize it now?

[The Oma Forum became noisy for a while because of Emiya Shirou's actions, but in the video, Fujimaru Ritsuka has fallen asleep at this moment.

Not long after, she saw the red ghost sitting cross-legged in meditation again as expected.

Just as the Red Ghost was about to stand up and start today's special training, Fujimaru Ritsuka interrupted him.

"Can today's workout wait? I have something I want to ask you."

The red ghost paused slightly, then touched his chin as if thinking about something, and finally a string of words formed by flames appeared in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

——You tell me first.

Seeing that there was room for negotiation, Fujimaru Ritsuka was overjoyed and immediately told him about the negotiation between him and Newton, and explained the current situation where he could not transform other Heroic Spirits into Eye Souls.

Maybe it's intuitive.

Fujimaru Ritsuka always felt that the ruthless and taciturn red ghost in front of him was a little different from the other heroic spirits, and might know the problem of this matter.

And this intuition was not wrong. The Red Ghost nodded frequently while listening, and then gave some suggestions at the first opportunity.

——Have you ever tried to connect your mind with that of the Heroic Spirit?

Well, it’s just that the suggestions given made Fujimaru Ritsuka feel a little confused.

"what?"

——Connecting hearts?

——How to connect?

——Do you want to have surgery?

One little question mark after another emerged in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind. The red ghost looked at the girl who was standing there in a daze, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

——No? In other words, you were able to skip the process and sign a contract with those 15 Heroic Spirits just by vaguely relying on the traces I left on them? Ritsuka, you really have an unparalleled talent in this area.

"Ugh?"

The flaming words flashed by, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was thinking, only took a quick glance. Before he could see the entire content, he found that the flames had disappeared long ago.

Among them, she seemed to see something that she would care about.

"What did you just say?"

——I said...

The red ghost squatted down. This time the flaming words were a little small, forcing Fujimaru Ritsuka to subconsciously move closer to take a closer look.

"I said?"

——There is a flaw!

"!?"

The bad premonition gave Fujimaru Ritsuka a sudden shock. When she realized that something was wrong, the red head was already approaching rapidly.

"puff!"

Feeling a familiar sharp pain in his abdomen, Fujimaru Ritsuka clearly felt that he was gradually waking up.

"No... didn't you say... we'd fight later?"

——Yes, but haven’t you already asked all the questions?

The red ghost looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka who was lying on the ground holding his stomach, with his hands on his hips, looking very proud.

——During a battle, your opponent won’t kindly tell you when the fight will start, so just go back and practice more.

"It's... hateful..."

Looking at the helpless and furious Fujimaru Ritsuka, the red ghost showed an expression of great pleasure.

However, at the last moment when Fujimaru Ritsuka's consciousness was blurred and he was about to return to reality, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears.

"Go get to know the Heroic Spirit called Lion King better. If it's you, just doing this is enough."

--This is……

Fujimaru Ritsuka's consciousness returns to reality. 】

"Patta!"

Under Matthew's horrified eyes, Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was sitting next to him, suddenly broke the handle of a chair.

"Oh, sorry, I broke the chair by pushing too hard, Dr. Roman."

"No, it's okay."

Looking at the smiling Ritsuka Fujimaru, Romani just nodded tremblingly, not daring to offend Ritsuka Fujimaru.

It would have been fine if he had just watched himself being beaten up by his brother's brother several times in a row, but this time he actually launched a sneak attack and even injured Fujimaru Ritsuka's abdomen again.

What is the Spirit Riding World’s own Asanagi?

——This guy named Chen Shi is a little too despicable. Do you feel so happy to bully your sister, you sadistic brother?

It is conceivable that Gudako's anger value has reached Max at this moment. If Chen Shi appeared here at this time, she would kiss the other's cheek with her fist without hesitation, and then return the ruthless punch to the stomach she received in the video a hundredfold to express her admiration for her brother (certainty).

Thinking that he would be able to show his brother this insignificant care after saving Renri, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt even more motivated.

[In the video, Fujimaru Ritsuka's anger level is no less than his real self.

She jumped up from the bed angrily, holding her stomach which seemed to be inexplicably hot, and threw a set of military boxing into the air. There was no technique involved, only emotion.

His power was so overwhelming that even Master Li would have exclaimed in surprise at how terrifying this boy was.

But before she could perform the second set, Mashu's voice came from the bracelet.

"It's bad, senior. We have detected the spirit-based reaction of that undead."

"What!?"

Hearing the name of the man who had caused him his first crushing defeat, Fujimaru Ritsuka's rage was extinguished as if by a bucket of ice water. He looked at Mashu's projection with a serious expression.

"Where is he? Is he approaching me?"

"No."

Mashu could hear the sound of typing on the keyboard, and then spoke seriously.

"He's heading in the direction of the north side of the city."

"North?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was slightly stunned, and immediately remembered the figure of the white-haired man who had helped him.

"Mr. Beethoven!!!"

……

"boom!"

The sound of an explosion rang out in the quiet night. In the burning firelight, a figure with white hair and black clothes flew out from the smoke and dust in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Before he was about to hit the ground, the heroic spirit named Beethoven moved his fingers slightly, and the soft sound of the piano turned into a gentle embrace, offsetting the impact he was about to receive.

"Are you..."

Looking at the blue figure walking out of the fire, Beethoven's face was solemn, and his eyes were focused on the spirit riding driver on his waist.

"This belt, are you Kotomine Kirei?"

"Ah."

The undead sneered disdainfully, and a yellow eye soul appeared in his hand.

The moment it appeared, the Eye Soul shook violently several times, but the undead only squeezed it slightly, and the blue energy forcibly suppressed Edison's restlessness.

Seeing this, Beethoven's eyes became even more solemn.

"You actually suppressed the will in the eye soul by force? It seems that you want to do something similar to me."

"That's good to know. I don't have time to waste with you."

"Open your eyes! Edison! Electricity! A flash of inspiration! The king of inventions!"

The yellow sweatshirt covered the body of the undead. After completing the transformation, Shirou Emiya immediately raised his gun and shot at Beethoven. The bullets made of lightning were faster and denser than ordinary bullets, and were obviously aimed at a quick victory.

In response to this, Beethoven, who became serious, immediately stretched out his hands, and a golden round keyboard appeared in front of him. The beautiful music turned into a solid wall to block the electric current.

Then, the style of the music turned radical, and under Beethoven's conduct, the notes turned into sharp blades and slashed at the heads of the dead.

"Interesting, do you want to compare the number of attacks?"

"!?"

The sudden arrogant female voice startled Beethoven. Several matchlock guns appeared behind the undead and fired at the woman's loud laughter, knocking back Beethoven's note attack.

The undead seized the opportunity and began preparations for the fatal attack.

"Eyes wide open! Edison! Omega Shoot!"