Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"So... let her become a puppet forever, and stay by my side eternally."

"The eternity of death, Ritsuka's most beautiful death, will last forever..."

The lovely blonde girl gently placed her hand on her chest, "to be etched into someone's heart."

The sun is just right.

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head.

But then, in an instant...

A black cross-shaped holy shield pierced through his chest.

"Senior...I'm sorry, senior."

The pink-haired girl said this, her face streaked with tears, her purple eyes reddening.

"However, we absolutely cannot let the culprits who destroyed the world live! Not even the predecessors who encouraged me in the past!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned.

The girl held up a holy cross shield, her eyes streaked with tears.

She couldn't understand what kind of emotions were contained in those tear stains.

The pain in her chest was burning hot, and Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but touch it gently with her hand, but the pain in her chest instantly reminded her of something.

【Mashu...】

"Stop calling me that so affectionately!"

"Because you stabbed Leonardo da Vinci in the chest! You murdered Dr. Roman, and everyone in Chaldea, even turning them all into ghouls..."

"I hate you, senior."

"As a Dead Apostle, you should not interfere in the future of humanity!"

The pink-haired girl slammed the shield into Fujimaru Ritsuka's chest again.

The scorching sun burned Fujimaru Ritsuka's skin, making her feel so much pain that she could hardly breathe.

The holy shield on her chest was still burning hot, and Mash's choked voice was like shattered glass, piercing her eardrums painfully.

--However

In a trance.

Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to have seen something.

In the sunlight.

In a desolate, yellow land.

A refined-looking man wearing a crown of thorns was covered in blood and carrying a huge cross-shaped wooden stake on his back.

Step by step, he carried the cross-shaped wooden stakes on his back, then laboriously climbed the blood-red hill. Sweat mixed with blood dripped onto the ground, then evaporated completely by the scorching heat.

The sunlight was still blinding.

“I am the one who turned away from the ‘god’ you speak of and became a vampire,” Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured to herself.

—Death is not the end.

Those blurry eyes spoke those words.

—I'm telling you the truth.

Death will eventually turn into hope, and flowers will bloom even beneath blood.

Thirteen hundred years ago, a hope of the Western world suffered openly in this land, near Jerusalem.

The black mud engulfed Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The sharp longsword severed Fujimaru Ritsuka's head.

Then, like a missile, the Star Breath turned Fujimaru Ritsuka into blood.

This is the first day.

This moment.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thus transcended numerous deaths.

She felt as if she were being stared at by an evil eye from the underworld, surrounded by an endless concept of death.

She felt she was going to die.

There are countless possibilities of dying.

For example, being devoured by a gigantic monster with wolf ears resembling Nero; being killed by a strange woman with horns; or being cut into several pieces and sealed away in different places to die...

It seems that, in my memory, there was a character in a novel who also experienced countless deaths.

His name is Kamijou Touma.

For no apparent reason, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but think of these things.

If you think about it that way, you're actually quite lucky.

Fujimaru Ritsuka had never encountered an enemy she couldn't defeat no matter how hard she tried.

Even the goddess Rungomminiad is not a terrifying being so despairing that there is not even a sliver of hope of victory.

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened her red eyes.

Immediately afterwards, eerie blood dripped from the corner of his eye.

The Rainbow Demon Eye suddenly exploded with a blinding light—

The moment the Star Breath ignited, a dark blue light exploded.

As if emerging from a cocoon, amidst countless so-called "deaths," Fujimaru Ritsuka blocked a fatal blow with her sword.

He opened his heterochromatic eyes.

The reddish glow in his left eye turned into a deep blue, chilling light.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

He stumbled to his feet.

Chapter 200 Ritsuka's Declaration of Victory: She Will Never Lose to Any Enemy

【Devil Eye of Direct Death】

Fujimaru Ritsuka's single eye gleamed with an eerie, ghostly light.

In the other eye, an eerie red light flickered.

The world seen by each eye is not the same.

Incredibly, Fujimaru Ritsuka was able to balance the difference between her two eyes very well; her semi-true progenitor brain allowed her to gradually adapt to these magical eyes, which were completely different in nature.

"Barol's Mystic Eyes, is it?"

The tip of the gun in Scáthach's hand trembled.

As the queen of the Demon Realm, she was naturally not afraid, but the gun in her hand, this vermilion gun, was indeed trembling.

"Ah--"

Scáthach grinned.

His scarlet eyes held a hint of barely perceptible madness.

"This is it, that's right...this is it!"

"What I have been hoping for is about to come true right now!"

Scáthach longs to die like a Celtic warrior, even in the face of death from a full-fledged battle!

The gate to the Demon Realm spiraled open, constantly tearing at the surrounding air. However, Fujimaru Ritsuka simply raised the Primal Flame, and the cold glint of the Meteorite Blade flashed by in an instant.

Click——!

The True Ancestor's speed was as fast as lightning.

Fujimaru Ritsuka gripped the sharp blade in her hand tightly.

The spiral patterns on the gate to the demonic realm suddenly froze the moment the red light swept across them.

The air seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand...

Even the chaotic aura surging on the door was frozen into a distorted sculpture.

this moment.

With a flick of her wrist, Fujimaru Ritsuka ignited the traces of death on the blade, which overlapped with the distorted gate to the demonic realm, instantly covering it with snow-white frost spots, as if it had been frozen.

Click, click, click!

Shattered instantly!

The enormous gate to the demonic realm, capable of absorbing the souls of others and instantly killing ordinary people with just a touch, shattered in an instant!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes lit up.

Eerie blood emanated from blue eyes.

Before she died, the savior who had saved the world here and bore the sins of humanity looked at her.

He said that He has no sins to save...

I will save you!

A future He will no longer save...

I'll be the one to pioneer it!

Wang Hassan quietly raised his sword, his eyes flashing with ghostly fire. He was like an angel of death, seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka's soul through her transformation.

"coming!"

A deep voice rang out.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's blue, glowing eyes were fixed on the gate to the demon realm, and then a flash of red sword light appeared.

"This is..."

One strike to death.

Wang Hassan sensed it.

He couldn't show his emotions, but at that moment, he truly felt the intense power of death contained within that sword strike.

Is the flame in the ghostly fire a feeling of relief, or perhaps joy?

"The eyes of death."

The strongest Mystic Eyes of Death Perception is neither Ryougi Shiki from Kara no Kyoukai nor Tohno Shiki from Tsukihime.

In the established lore, only two people possess the most powerful Mystic Eyes.

One of them is the [Rainbow Eye] possessed by Zhu Yue, Arcueid... and now the Princess, which is also the [Enchantment Eye].

The other is the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, possessed by the Celtic evil god-king Balor, which can kill anyone he glares at.

Its derivative, or similar, is Ryougi Shiki and Tohno Shiki's Mystic Eyes of Death Perception... a type of Mystic Eyes that can see the death lines of objects.

Ultimately, everyone has a different understanding of death—and different methods of dying directly.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's understanding of death is very peculiar.

Because of her empathy for living beings, she cannot see the death of living beings, but this does not prevent her from seeing the death of inanimate objects.

It is a change in form, a conceptual "death".

This is also what Wang Hassan believed: it was not the "cessation of life activities," but the "end of life."

"hiss..."

Scáthach gasped.

"Although I expected it, it's still quite frightening that it could even break through my Gate of Death."

Keep in mind that Scáthach is a demigod.

Her power was already beyond the level of a split-spirit Servant, yet Fujimaru Ritsuka was still able to kill Scáthach's Demon Gate so casually—