A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

Medea approached, carrying a plate of her homemade flatbread. "Lord Jason! Try my flatbread. It's your favorite!"

A few drops of sweat slid down Jason's forehead, his tone quite...

She said, trembling, "This...this is 'normal' food, right? Medea...!"

"Hehehe—!" Medea smiled sweetly, picked up a pancake and stuffed it into Jason's mouth.

Nikola Tesla, Edison, and Helena watched this scene with smiles.

"This is terrible... This old man's strength is truly astonishing." Mordred exclaimed in amazement as he looked at the cleaved Imaginary Tree. Senji Muramasa's sword strike was truly spectacular.

"It seems... after defeating so many enemies from the Lostbelts, we still need to find a way to deal with the apostles of the Alien Gods." Storm Queen Artoria nodded.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu never imagined that Kirshtalia Wodim, allied with Zeus, would possess such a terrifying plan and such astonishing power...

The world of Chaldea.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka saw this sword strike, she was reminded once again of the scene where Senji Muramasa cleaved the barrier with a single sword strike.

After Senji Muramasa swung his sword in that Pan-Human History event, he returned to the Throne of Heroes.

Why is Senjimura of the Lostbelt completely unharmed after unleashing this attack?

Is this the blessing of an alien god?

A training ground exclusively for Chaldea's Heroic Spirits.

Miyamoto Musashi's face lit up with excitement as he looked at the sword strike. "Ahhh!!! I never got to fight Senji Muramasa. What a pity, what a pity!"

Old Sword Arthur Pendragon felt utterly exhausted. Lately, he'd been constantly pestered by Miyamoto Musashi to spar. "...This is the 50th spar. Isn't that enough, Miss Musashi?"

Miyamoto Musashi winked mischievously and said to the handsome young man in front of him, "Not enough!!! I've eaten dozens of bowls of udon noodles, and this is just a warm-up!"

Sajo Aika sat on a chair to the side, her cheeks slightly puffed out, like a pufferfish. This woman had once again taken over her time with the prince.

I really want to put some Holy Grail mud in her udon noodles.

Bless this beautiful world.

Sato Kazuma stared dumbfounded at the cleaved Imaginary Tree. "Wasn't it said that... the bark of an Imaginary Tree waiting to bloom is undisturbed???? Why... was it cut open with just one sword???"

"Aa ...

“…This isn’t the play I wanted…” Darkness swallowed hard, dumbfounded. If that sword were to strike her, there would be no point in talking about any kind of play; she would be dead instantly.

She took control of her XP system.

Wiz was very surprised and covered his mouth. This was even more amazing than when he was a human adventurer.

This handsome guy with eight-pack abs is so charming.

A blush crept onto Wiz's face, seemingly showing interest in Senji Muramasa, after all, he had been single for far too long.

One Piece world, New World timeline.

"Wow!!! That's amazing!! That's so cool!" Luffy, the Fifth Emperor, excitedly watched Senji Muramasa swing his sword. "What is that? That's way more powerful than any wave-slashing technique I've ever seen."

Luffy had a desire to fight Senji Muramasa, but he wondered if his Armament Haki could withstand the attack.

"I wonder just how tough the bark of the Imaginary Tree is. I haven't cut it yet!" Zoro pictured Fujitora wielding his sword; that strike was incredibly powerful.

I really wish I could appear in the Atlantic Lostbelt.

I really want to have a go at someone like Senko Muramasa, the priest.

Zoro was eager to test whether his special move could cut down the Imaginary Tree; this was the competitive spirit of a swordsman.

Fujitora has been having a lot of fun lately, ever since the recap video came out.

Inside the gambling den, the gamblers speculated about what would happen next.

The sword strike from Senji Muramasa caught Fujitora's eye; he was a master, definitely possessing the strength of a Marine Admiral.

However, Fujitora felt it was a great pity that he couldn't see Senjimura fighting Miyamoto Musashi.

Which is superior, the sword that tears through the void or the sword that cleaves the Tree of Imagination?

This world is so interesting.

The female swordswoman Miyamoto Musashi, who can tear through the void, is definitely capable of challenging the world's strongest. It's a real pity that she can't come to this sea.

Hawkeye began his training, but he found that drifting on the sea every day was meaningless.

It would be better to travel to other worlds to hone one's swordsmanship.

Hawkeye made no hesitation in choosing the Halo world, joining the Federation, and beginning his battle against the elite hunters who wielded plasma blades.

The Covenant's ground forces were dumbfounded. What exactly were these humans in front of them? What kind of strange energy sword was this?

They watched as the human man before them wielded a massive, black sword, each swing claiming the lives of thousands of Covenant soldiers.

The hovering cannon, which was rapidly moving on the ground, was sliced ​​in two by the azure-blue wave.

This was a one-sided hunt launched by Hawkeye against the Covenant.

The Hellscream soldiers following Hawkeye were stunned; this man carrying a black knife was incredibly strong.

The running speed was as fast as if he were sitting in a troop transport.

Even without power armor, he possessed such immense strength that he kicked over a Covenant cannon vehicle with a single kick.

After a long while, Hawkeye sat atop the mountain, surrounded by countless Covenant corpses. "This world... seems..."

"This is boring. Looks like I'll have to move on to a different world soon."

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Europa stared in disbelief at the scene before him. "How could this be...!! The spirit origin of the giant Atlas...!!"

Just then, some terrifying being descended from Atlas's spirit origin.

I'm betting on someone who'll write 1 words today!

I think I ate something... and got an upset stomach.

The interstellar city of Olympus is almost over!

Chapter 276 Director, what are you doing?! Director!! (20,000 words)

The spiritual foundation within the giant god Astra was completely shattered.

The giant god, several thousand meters tall, collapsed in an instant.

A ball of pitch-black flame burst out in all directions.

Astra was enveloped in flames that were a mixture of crimson and jet-black.

The body of the god Astra has been taken over.

A very familiar female voice rang out, “Words…intellect…sharing.”

"Pure...combat...generation. —Respond."

"—Answer now. From this moment on, updates will begin!"

"--Ha ha ha ha."

“Haha ...!”

Olga Marie, the director of Chaldea, appears in the scene.

The former director of Chaldea was dressed in a snow-white cloak.

A golden crown and a golden ring floated above the girl's head.

The alien god, possessing Olga Marie's body, hovered above Mash, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Sherlock Holmes, and the others, laughing heartily with immense pleasure:

"Ah—hahahaha! Has it finally been my turn to appear?! I've kept you waiting, apostles!!"

"Thanks to you all for preparing a container for my body on the Void Star!! It took a little time, but I still want to commend you!!"

The alien god surveyed Earth's environment with displeasure, saying dismissively, "Hmph—so this is Earth! I came to see for myself after hearing that my people are suffering here—"

"What? This planet is nothing special!!" The alien god sneered, looking down at the tiny humans and the fragile planet. "Insignificant! We can conquer something like this in less than a year!"

Insignificant, these two words stung Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

She looked up angrily at the alien god in the sky, whose face she couldn't quite make out—the one who had turned Earth into a blank sheet of paper.

Mashu stared blankly at the alien god in the sky, and after clearly seeing the alien god's "face," she said in confusion, "—Master! Although my understanding is no longer up to par, the being currently above us is a Beast-class being manifested in the Imaginary Tree—presumably the [Alien God] himself. But, but—"

Fujimaru Ritsuka rubbed her eyes, then carefully examined the alien god's face again. "That's right... because... that appearance is...!?"

Director?

Director... why are you here?

Wasn't the director swallowed up by a celestial body and broken down into atoms?

"...Very well. Report on the current situation, Apostle." The alien god asked the priest, "It seems that something has gone wrong, including what happened in Kilshtalia."

“The imaginary tree Magellan, which should have been part of your body, was caught up in the burning of the imaginary tree Seifert,” the priest explained softly. “While it won’t hinder your spiritual essence itself, the range of your power output will probably be reduced.”

The alien god said with considerable displeasure, "Hmph. So he hasn't ascended yet. But that's alright. We can look forward to it."

"We can just make up for what's missing here. After all, there's a meal right here."

"Although one Lostbelt isn't enough, it's fine. I just got this body. Considering I just woke up, this nutritional balance is pretty good."

"But—" The alien god looked down at the humans Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash with amber eyes, and said in a rather displeased tone, "It's rather disappointing that such a rare appetizer has been mixed with insects. Are those humans the remnants of Chaldea?"

"Why haven't we dealt with them? I don't think they are enough to trouble my apostles..."

"Most importantly, why don't those guys respect me? Isn't serving the gods the principle of this planet?"

"...Hmph!!" The alien god showed a disdainful look, looking at the angry expression on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face. "Yes, although it would be easy to crush them, I must first eliminate this doubt."

The alien god's amber eyes fixed on Fujimaru Ritsuka. "Answer me, Fujimaru Ritsuka. Why do you show me no respect?"

"Shouldn't you bow your heads and ask for instruction and guidance, showing obedience, in the face of a great and powerful being?"

“After all, that…” Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Olga Marie with utter confusion. Why was the director floating in space, saying such embarrassing lines, and… and dressed like this…?

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath and shouted at Olga Marie, the Alien Goddess, "What are you doing?! Director Olga Marie!!!"

"Huh?" The alien god tilted his head, looking at the human Fujimaru Ritsuka below, and said in a rather astonished tone, "What is this Earthling saying?"

"Huh? I'm, uh, the director?? What's a director?"

“…There’s no way. It seems you’ve gone mad with fear. I’ll tell you this in the last moments of your life.” The alien goddess Olga Marie shook her head and kindly explained to Fujimaru Ritsuka, “I am a god who descended from the void. I manifested to abolish and correct the evil of this planet.”

"The ultimate ruler who will turn the Earth into a nation in the palm of his hand and bring every single human being under his control."

"In other words—" A pleasant smile appeared on Olga Marie's lips, revealing a set of bright white teeth, "The head of state of Earth, U-Olga Marie!"

"President of Earth...!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Olga Marie with a blank expression, not understanding what the director was talking about. Did she have an upset stomach?

"This is utterly absurd!" Mashu exclaimed, dumbfounded. "She asserts that she is not Miss Olga Marie, yet she claims to be Miss Olga Marie!"

If the alien goddess Olga Marie could land on Earth now.

Mashu would rush up, place her palm on Olga Marie's forehead, and use the method Dr. Roman had taught her to diagnose whether the director had any problems.

In the Chaldea world, Leonardo da Vinci, Sherlock Holmes, Goldrov, and Captain Nemo stared at Olga Marie with utter bewildered expressions, wondering what was going on.

"Mash!! Calm down...!!" Fujimaru Ritsuka reassured Mash.

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The Type-Moon universe, in the timeline where Chaldea was just established.

Marisbury Animusfia spilled the freshly brewed black tea he was holding onto the ground. "...This...I don't know how my daughter sacrificed herself. But this...Alien God!!? Olga Marie!? Olga Marie, what are you doing here??"

The astonishing news left the usually composed Marisbury Animusfia bewildered and perplexed...

What on earth is going on...?

There are also things his disciple, Kirshtalia Wodim, has to do.

The world of Chaldea.

Miyamoto Musashi, while eating udon noodles, stared at the alien goddess Olga Marie appearing on the screen, and exclaimed, "Pfft—!!!!"

The udon noodles in the beautiful girl's mouth sprayed out and flew towards the old sword Arthur Pendragon.