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

“Oberon, to be honest, your lying skills… are really terrible. There are countless people in pan-human history who are more capable than you… ah!” Sage Gulim couldn’t help but complain.

Blanca leaned on Leonardo da Vinci's shoulder, a blush spreading across her face.

Nocnaria, whip in hand and Artoria Caster slung at her waist, cried out, "Let me go!! I'm going to stomp this liar to death. He definitely knows Aurora tried to poison me!"

She analyzed that since Oberon was the culprit, the ultimate mastermind behind it all...

So, Oberon must have some connection to Oberon's failure, the failure of the first Queen Maib!

Artoria Caster is extremely protective of her master, Oberon, preventing him from being ravaged by Nocnarria.

Tonelli was very magnanimous; instead of wielding the twelve holy lances Rungomminiad, he instantly killed Oberon.

Anyway, Kornunos is still below the big hole.

No demon dared to rebel.

She also planned to take Bavan Shi to Chaldea, where they would await a new world.

This wasn't a compromise; it was simply her way of ensuring Bavan Shi's happiness.

She discovered that in the environment of the British Lostbelt, these disgusting fairies...

Without Bawan Shi, one cannot become happy.

Pirate world.

Usopp, who was initially worried that Oberon would hurt Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Chopper, calm and collected, lay on the sun lounger watching Oberon flirt with Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"This guy is so kind... He even went to the ship to find food for Fujimaru Ritsuka. In the Nameless Forest, when Fujimaru Ritsuka was hungry... Oberon must have been there!!" Nami keenly sensed that Oberon was truly a complicated character.

"I will never forgive him, Miss Toneriko... Waaah—" Sanji's heart shattered. Such a handsome, beautiful, and perfect queen... died so tragically.

Detective Conan World.

Sonoko Suzuki stroked her cheeks with both hands, a girlish shyness on her face. She was completely captivated by Oberon, such a warm and handsome man.

This was better than any man she had ever met.

I really want to show that brat Shinichi Kudo what a real handsome guy is like.

Stop obsessing over solving cases all the time; Xiaolan is practically someone else's wife already.

The world of A Certain Magical Index.

Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka in the picture, Himegami Akisa felt as if she were seeing Kamijou Touma, who was always flirting with women.

The difference between these two people is truly enormous.

One is a bond that you fought tooth and nail to obtain, the other is a bond that was delivered right to your door.

"Hmph! This guy is really interesting. He's so tsundere." Saten Ruiko really wanted to tease Oberon. This guy was so interesting, this kind of character was so embarrassing...!

Only by saying "disgusting" can you express that you actually like it.

Ahhh, she really wished Oberon were a girl, that would be so much more fun!

Seeing the knowing smile on Ruiko's face, Shiori Haru instinctively covered her skirt.

I really want to see Oberon surrounded by countless Misaka Sisters. He definitely wouldn't be able to handle all those adorable Misaka Sisters.

Accelerator felt a surge of anger looking at Oberon. Was it because he resembled Oberon so much?

The world of InuYasha.

"The Naraku Insect..."

"A creature as disgusting as Naraku?" Kikyo's beautiful face showed a look of utter disgust.

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"—We have a chance of winning." Fujimaru Ritsuka gave a mysterious smile, her eyes fixed on Oberon's back.

"Huh—!? Where???" Oberon looked bewildered, not understanding what Fujimaru Ritsuka was talking about.

"—It's coming soon." Fujimaru Ritsuka crossed her arms, her face clearly saying, "Oberon, you're about to be proven wrong and regret it."

"Hahaha, I already said, rescue is impossible!" Oberon was amused by the expression on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face and slapped his thigh.

"Because we're just bystanders, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her right hand and shouted loudly at the stars in the sky, "Come on!!! Artoria Caster!!!"

boom--!

Golden light tore through the dark passage.

Oberon looked up, his face blank with surprise, and exclaimed, "—You—you are!?"

boom--!

Golden light fell on the deck of the Storm Border.

Artoria Caster, wearing a golden crown and royal robes, is at max level!

Holding the Star Sword, she stood beside Fujimaru Ritsuka, her emerald green eyes looking defiantly at Oberon.

"Based on a contract with a magician from another world, I have answered the call." Artoria Caster, holding the holy sword, said, "I am not fighting to remonstrate with Britain, but to save the world."

Even at the end of time, I will still hand this sword to her!

363 Oberon, forever condemned to hell

when--!

when--!

The ancient, long-lasting sound of the bell rang out.

I heard the bells ringing.

It wasn't the forced chiming I'd heard countless times.

It is not a call to you, but a belief in your nostalgic bells.

I've been running through this storm. A vicious vortex. A crucible of nature.

It was no different from a sewer, amidst the dim, cold, and deafening sounds of people.

Young Artoria Caster: "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it—I don't know how many times I felt I couldn't do it, how many times I wanted to die."

"Even so, I can overcome my confusion, and I will keep running, all because of that light."

Across the storm, there was only one small, distant star, shining with a blue light.

“Haa, haa, haa, haa—!” When Artoria Caster was a child, “when I fell, I got up while crying. When I was exhausted, I raised my head without hesitation.”

The stars always shine in the distance.

"A small amount of human kindness exists within malice."

"A bright future will be given to me someday."

"Impossible. How could that be? No, that kind of thing doesn't matter at all."

For Artoria Caster, the star that hope transformed into was simply shining brightly.

That alone is enough to make it Artoria Caster's goal.

Besides her, there were other fairies, and humans were gazing at that star from somewhere.

For that alone, it is your hope.

No matter what kind of storm we're in, this is an unchanging fact.

"Ah—that's right. That's all I am. Although I'm afraid of many things and dare not believe many things."

She was always inspired by the light of that star.

Although Artoria Caster has no connection or relationship with that star.

Although that star will never look back at me. Although it will never descend for my sake.

"...Hmm. Although it doesn't matter to me whether it's Britain or the future." As a child, Artoria Caster thought with unwavering determination, "As long as that star continues to shine, I will absolutely (never give up)!!"

No matter how fierce the storms of life may be.

Even if the pain you experience during this time outweighs the rewards you receive.

I've been watching your light since I was a child.

The only shining thing in the storm.

Appearing in the Fairy Lostbelt, the Star of Hope, is Artoria Caster's only hope, the driving force that has kept her gritting her teeth and enduring such a painful life until now.

"Not for Britain, not for peace, and not for myself..."

"I just don't want to betray the light of that little star that will always shine."

"Ah—!" But you no longer have a "future".

You accepted the tolling of the bell. It brought your journey to an end.

There is no story after this in your life.

Like her in the City of Chalk, she has no happiness of her own—go further ahead, and you, who sing of the king's name, will disappear. You will no longer be needed.

Can you?

Just for one, that little star.

"Something like 'not wanting to betray the beautiful stars'," the mysterious voice seemed to say to itself, "for such a trivial and insignificant reason."

My voice cursed the end of Britain. My voice resented the completion of my mission in Paradise.

Thousands upon thousands of accusations. Hundreds of millions of voices condemning me.

That's what malice is.

In reality, there are no stars that shine in a storm.

An endless, pitch-black storm, filled with malice.

A storm swirled around Artoria Caster's body.

"Using that kind of thing as an excuse, I can't save anyone but myself."

In this cruel storm of malice, the one who has been protecting Artoria Caster is—an unnamed fairy girl.

The only glimmer of hope blooming in the darkest storm.

"...Who?? Who is protecting me—"

"Even though it was completely impossible to protect her, she still reached out, desperately—"

Someone who died because of your whim.

You've long forgotten who is no different from you, who is at the end of the road.

her name is--

"Is that so? It must be so painful not to have a name." In the Nameless Forest, the kind Artoria Caster was with the nameless fairy girl. "Well then, how about this? To be honest, it was just a whim of mine—please use my name. Artoria Caster."

"Whether it's Artoria or Caster, if we're going to use them, let's just take them all!!"

"It's nothing, I don't need it anymore anyway, don't be shy, feel free to introduce yourself!"

The fairy girl smiled sweetly at Artoria Caster, "—Thank you. I will—I will cherish it."

"It's not just the name. It's your heart, I will cherish it forever and ever."

Her name is Hope—the fairy who found starlight in the very end.

Tired of the task of conveying hope to everyone, she couldn't help but sigh, but even so, she didn't forget the fairy with a smile.

Because of that impulsive act, Hope has always protected me.

Because of such trivial matters, Hope still believes in me.

"—Although it’s nothing special, nothing precious. Although to others it’s just a trivial reason."

"...No. Thank you for treasuring it." Artoria Caster, that's right. I didn't really have any great reason to do so.

"I'm no different from her. I don't understand what 'something to be proud of' means, and any talent that can be praised is just a facade."

"You'll probably never have a reason to be envied by anyone in your lifetime."

"But... well, but so what?! I'm good enough as I am!"