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Chapter 93 Fujimaru Ritsuka: I Hate Riddlers

"What did you mean by that? Do you think I'm a coward who hides in the temple under the pretext of protecting my people and dares not fight?" Osmandis slammed his fist on the throne, instantly breaking the armrest.

A terrifying aura surged forth, pressing down on Su Luo and the others.

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others felt a chill in their hearts.

A dangerous and tense atmosphere permeated the temple.

The immense pressure placed upon them caused them to be constantly on edge.

The only ones who were not affected or were only slightly affected were Lancelot and Su Luo.

Su Luo remained composed and said calmly, "No, no matter what means are used, as long as one can protect one's people from persecution by enemies, then that king is an excellent king."

"Moreover, it is reasonable to make such a rational judgment when facing a powerful opponent like the Lion King."

"But in my memory, this kind of behavior is not like your style."

"The Osmandis I know is a being who can stand alongside Gilgamesh, the oldest king, and is a sun king who can be on par with or even surpass the sun god."

"Even when facing a powerful enemy, he still has the confidence and strength to defeat the enemy and protect his people."

"But since things have come to this, it doesn't matter whether you participate or not. We'll head out now, Ghana."

Su Luo waved with a smile.

The next moment, a gap suddenly swallowed everyone up.

Su Luo and the others disappeared into the temple.

“Your Majesty…” Nitocris glanced at Osmandis with some concern.

He was expressionless, and the atmosphere around him was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Suddenly, Osmandis burst into laughter: "Hahahaha—"

"After all these years, someone actually dares to talk to me like that."

"However, this time I came out, I was really different from before. I actually chose to stay in a remote corner."

"Is it because I obtained the Holy Grail that I've become overly obsessed with protecting my people?"

"Nito, get ready, let those future generations witness the glory of the Sun King!"

"Yes!"

……

On the other side, east of Jerusalem.

This is where Lancelot's secretly assembled team is gathered.

The tents stood in neat rows, and countless civilians and soldiers came and went.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others felt a blur before their eyes and found themselves in such a place.

"Where is this?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, somewhat puzzled.

“This is a camp that Lancelot secretly set up, which means it’s Lancelot’s private army,” Su Luo explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but turn their gaze to Lancelot.

You thick-browed, big-eyed fellow, I thought that after becoming a Heroic Spirit you would feel guilty about your past actions, and that this time, being summoned, you wouldn't betray King Arthur.

I never expected that you would secretly establish this army.

Judging from this, it looks exactly like an army assembled for the next rebellion.

Lancelot seemed oblivious to the stares from Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, and nodded calmly.

"My orders were to send those chosen by the Holy One to the Holy Capital, but I did not receive any instructions on what to do with those who were not chosen."

"So you secretly gathered them all together, right? That's treason, Lancelot," Xuanzang retorted irritably.

“This is exactly what we need,” Lancelot said calmly. “Although it can’t compare to the Sun King’s army, it can at least play a role.”

"I will also go to the front lines to help you then."

"Thank you so much for your help," Fujimaru Ritsuka said, then turned to look at Su Luo as if remembering something.

"Su Luo, are you sure it's okay for you to talk to the Sun King like that? We were almost scared to death."

“That’s right, senior. If the Sun King gets angry, we’ll have another enemy, which will make it even harder for us to repair the singularity.” Mash nodded in agreement.

Su Luo smiled. "He won't lay a hand on me, and he's no match for me anyway."

The term "Grand Succubus" isn't something to be taken lightly.

Even the Lion King couldn't resist this powerful charm, so how could Osmandis possibly resist it?

“Let’s not talk about that now,” Leonardo da Vinci interrupted. “Now that you’re here, can you tell us what the current situation is with King Arthur?”

Su Luo nodded. "The current Lia is not King Arthur, she should be called the Lion King."

"Her spirit has been corrupted by the Holy Lance, she has lost her humanity, and has ascended to godhood."

"As you have seen before."

"Gods?!" Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

“That’s right.” Su Luo nodded slightly. “Lia didn’t have Excalibur by her side; that posture is the result of using the Holy Lance for a long time.”

"Now, Lia views humanity from the perspective of a god. She uses the Holy Lance Rungomminiad as an ark, with it as the core, to select the kind souls among humans and store them within the Holy Lance."

"In order to withstand the disaster of the burning of humanity, and to preserve a glimmer of hope for mankind."

As Su Luo spoke, she also projected the corresponding images for Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others to watch carefully.

Everyone also understood the Lion King's purpose and that the Holy City was actually the Holy Lance.

While everyone was engrossed in listening, Bedivere, standing to the side, was no longer able to hear anything.

When he heard Su Luo say, "Without the Sword of Victory, one's spirit is corrupted by the Holy Lance," a wave of guilt washed over him.

Su Luo's words were like sharp arrows, piercing his heart one by one.

Years of travel and mental exhaustion finally erupted at this moment, and Bedwell could no longer support his body, collapsing to the ground unconscious.

At this point, everyone also noticed Bedwell's condition.

Lancelot immediately rushed forward to check on Bedivere and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Bedivere had only fainted and was not seriously injured.

"Take him down to rest. Searching for Liya for over a thousand years in human form, even if his body didn't die because of the Holy Sword's power, mental exhaustion is unavoidable." A smile of admiration appeared on Su Luo's lips.

Everyone was taken aback by what they heard.

Lancelot was the first to react.

Although he really wanted to know the reason for the matter from Su Luo, seeing Bedwell's appearance, he decided to take her to the tent to rest first.

"Su Luo, you just said that Bedivere has a human body, isn't he a Heroic Spirit?"

"Can you tell us what happened?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked curiously.

Su Luo opened her mouth, as if she was about to continue explaining.

Then, his expression suddenly changed, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh...why don't you just ask him directly?"

"I can only tell you that when the Holy Lance is activated tomorrow and reveals its true form, everything on earth will be reduced to nothing."

"You should rest as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fists.

She really wanted to give this riddle-solving man a good punch.

What she hates most is people who only say half of what they mean and then stop talking.

But she didn't dare to do it.

After all, Su Luo is her boss. If she really does this, what if Su Luo makes things difficult for her in the future?

Moreover, with her mediocre skills, she would be completely outmatched and beaten by Su Luo.

No matter how she thought about it, she felt that going against Su Luo was not a good thing.

Chapter 94 Fujimaru Ritsuka: How about we go replenish our mana?

When Xuanzang and Leonardo da Vinci heard Su Luo's last words, their mood became urgent.

Tomorrow is the last day.

Whether or not the Lion King can be stopped depends on tomorrow's battle.

Success means world peace; failure means world destruction.

They disagreed with the Lion King's salvation philosophy and sealed humanity away as a kind of specimen...

No matter what, they must stop the Lion King.

……

night.

Inside the camp, a campfire blazed, illuminating the darkness.

After meeting Xuanzang Sanzang and Cursed Arm Hassan, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu found Su Luo and told him about their nervousness.

"Su Luo, can we really win tomorrow?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with a complicated expression.

"What? You don't believe in my abilities?" Su Luo glanced at her.

I always felt that Fujimaru Ritsuka looked down on him.

Seeing that none of his followers had come with him, did they assume that his strength was weak?

He doesn't rely on Servants or Tiamat to fight!

"I didn't mean that, I was just wondering if you were nervous?" Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly shook her head.

She would never admit to offending the boss like that.

As a great man once said, all fear stems from insufficient firepower.

“When you have enough strength, you naturally won’t worry or be nervous about such things,” Su Luo said calmly.

This principle applies even in the everyday world.

Moreover, there's a saying that circulates in the everyday world—

You can't have a Ferrari and low self-esteem at the same time.

Obviously, no matter where you are.

If you have the ability, you won't feel flustered.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was speechless.

How was she supposed to respond to Su Luo's words? She had completely shut down the conversation.

Mashu noticed Fujimaru Ritsuka's embarrassment and chuckled awkwardly, changing the subject: "Senior, how did you develop such great strength at such a young age?"

“Training?” Su Luo looked at Mashu with some surprise. “It’s impossible to gain such power so quickly just by training. You need to have some special ‘potential’.”

If hard work were effective, what would be the point of using cheats?

He would never say something like, "As long as you train hard, you will definitely become a strong person."

After all, he himself is a cheat code.

Moreover, most strong individuals possess one or two unique qualities.

It's like the most common system.

And other cheat codes such as extraordinary comprehension, extraordinary luck, and naturally powerful race.

Otherwise, how can an ordinary person with nothing become a strong person?

"You've already fixed five singularities, haven't you adapted yet?"