Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"It's starting, it's starting, senior! What should we do?!"

Mashu's face turned even paler.

it has started!

Nero and Elizabeth's singing transformed into invisible sound waves, and even the sacred, demonic sound began to spread outwards, like a terrifying sonic barrier.

Nero's voice alone was already destructive, and when combined with Elizabeth's singing, their perfect duet created a unique theatrical barrier centered around them!

"Hmm, this is more than just bad. I've often heard of people singing for money, but I've never heard of anyone singing for their life!"

Rama, who was recovering from a serious illness, was not in good condition to begin with, and he had also given half of his power to Sita. In an instant, he was overcome with anger and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

“Sita—!”

Nevertheless, he hurriedly covered Sita's ears with his hands.

"Lord Rama...are you...are you alright?"

Sita asked, his eyes filled with concern and worry.

"I'm fine, I can handle it... I never imagined that a simple singing voice could have such terrifying power."

Fortunately, it was the body of a follower.

Otherwise, Rama might have collapsed on the spot.

"are you sick?"

Nightingale suddenly looked at the blood at the corner of Rama's mouth and asked.

"Why are you alright?! Can't this singing be considered a disease?!"

"what are you saying?"

The head nurse tilted her head and asked expressionlessly.

""

"I almost forgot, as a berserker, you're already mentally unstable, but I'm perfectly normal! I have no problems whatsoever!"

Now, Rama is terrified when he sees the head nurse.

It seems that the head nurse's rough treatment had left Rama with a lingering psychological trauma.

"Mental illness? You're talking nonsense again. It seems the spirit foundation adjustment is still not in place. Come here, I'll continue to fix it a bit more."

Nightingale stared at the blood at the corner of Rama's mouth, as if she wanted to punch him twice to the ground.

Rama shrank his neck.

He tried his best to appear unaffected by the sonic attacks from Elizabeth and Nero.

I hope that by being weak and retreating, I can appease the departed.

Pfft!

Rama suddenly collapsed with a thud, and then could not get up again.

Sita and Rama shared the same spiritual foundation and the same injury, and even though Sita was an incarnation of Lakshmi, they both collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Hmm... so it really is my body that's not up to par?"

Nightingale looked intently at the boys and girls stacked together.

Then they were stuffed into the backpack.

The Rama Bag has evolved...

Now Rama and Sita carry the backpack.

Meanwhile, on Fujimaru Ritsuka's side, Mashu was already in a state of unfocused eyes. Her beautiful eyes had lost their luster, and she looked like a walking corpse, which made people feel a little heartbroken.

Is a duet really that powerful?

Fujimaru Ritsuka knew that Nero or Elizabeth singing solo was terrifying enough, but she didn't expect that their duet would be even more terrifying. It was already a sonic-level anti-army Noble Phantasm, and it even contained powerful mental damage!

"Damn it~~"

Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted her teeth and stomped her foot.

For the sake of the anti-military treasure, let's go all out!

You can't catch a wolf without risking your shoes. Even if Fujimaru Ritsuka has to lure the two of them into Chaldea, she still has to listen to this chaotic concert!

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Ritsuka actually raised her hands in the sound wave barrier with her strong willpower and began to clap enthusiastically!

"See that, Nero! The little deer is clapping for me!"

Elizabeth was even happier when she saw Ritsuka clapping her hands. She felt her body become lighter and her movements more natural. Even the volume of her singing voice unconsciously began to rise.

"Nonsense! Ritsuka was clearly applauding for me!"

Nero immediately retorted, "It is precisely because of Yu that this concert has blossomed like a riot of flowers! That's right, because Yu is here! The most beautiful and magnificent rose, that's why Ritsuka admires my figure."

"What did you say? Don't think you can talk nonsense just because you're my [arch-enemy]! My long spear [microphone] isn't just for show!"

Little Dragon Girl seemed to want to prove that she was better, and glared angrily at Nero.

"My megaphone, the Meteorite Saddle, is no mere decoration! Elizabeth, do you dare to duel with me?"

"Who's afraid of who! After it's over, we absolutely have to get the little deer to judge who's better!"

Suddenly, their singing became even louder.

It's the kind of place where if you put a decibel meter on the spot, it would explode.

However, the scarier the singing, the better.

Despite her physical discomfort, Fujimaru Ritsuka persevered and recorded all the songs.

Thus.

Nero and Elizabeth were even more moved.

Unexpectedly, the Master couldn't get enough of it and even had a recording of the event to listen to later.

So they sang even more energetically than before.

Fujimaru Ritsuka did this for a reason.

Even Servants find it hard to resist Nero and Elizabeth's singing.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers.

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka has a considerable number of Servants, with Rama's power waning, he is not entirely confident of defeating either side.

The main reason is that once a Servant reaches the level of Mythology, their power becomes completely different.

Karna, in particular, is said to possess golden armor capable of defending against any attack. Without a powerful Noble Phantasm, attempting to break through his defenses is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Lacking powerful Noble Phantasms.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka still possessed the power of a True Ancestor, she could simply charge straight in without any problem.

But we still need to be careful now.

Therefore, she used a specially made recording machine by Leonardo da Vinci to record Nero and Elizabeth's voices, in order to reduce the consumption of energy during battle.

To be honest, Ritsuka sometimes regrets it.

Thinking that it would be easier if I had the power of the True Ancestor... and indeed it was.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka were still a True Ancestor, she would have swept through the enemy with overwhelming force.

But now, she must first gather those unaffiliated followers.

A resistance camp formed by various ethnic groups.

A man with dark brown skin was looking at the map with a serious expression.

He frowned, scratching something on it with a sharp dagger.

— Geronimo.

The Apache tribe's brave and wise elf messengers.

At this time, they were planning a very difficult task.

"We now know that the President's forces are planning to fight Queen Maeve in a decisive battle. I have roughly estimated their strength—although the President's forces are slightly weaker, with Karna in command, the possibility of them being defeated in a short time is not high."

Geronimo concluded.

"So to resolve this crisis, we need to find a way to eliminate the leader of the Celtic army... namely Queen Maeve, first, and then obtain the Holy Grail before the President King to resolve this turmoil."

"With Robin Hood's Noble Phantasm, we should be able to sneak into their stronghold undetected. The problem then will be to hold Cú Chulainn back and then assassinate Queen Medb directly."

"I think this is probably our only chance to turn things around..."

The elf's deep eyes swept over the other two heroic spirits.

Then he continued, "Billy the Kid, and Robin Hood—what do you guys think?"

"Something's wrong."

Billy the Kid stroked his chin as he scanned the map.

The image above shows the current marching direction of the United States and the routes they may take.

At this moment, the United States forces were like a sharp knife, their purpose clearly to point directly at Washington and break through the Celtic soldiers' lines in one fell swoop.

The Celtic army did not rush into battle.

They seem to be planning something.

“Something’s not right. What’s wrong?” Geronimo asked.

"How should I put it? It feels like the Celtic army is a bit too confident, as if they have the United States' forces completely under their control—they supposedly lost three powerful Servants, so they should be in a panic, but they're acting like nothing happened."

Billy's intuition, honed from years of navigating the gray areas of the law, gave him a bad feeling.

"What I mean is, is it possible that Medb has some trump card to deal with Karna, besides Cú Chulainn—"

Billy said, "If that's the case, she only needs to stall Karna for a while, and then Cú Chulainn can just kill everyone else."

Even a powerful being like Rama was nearly killed when he fought Cú Chulainn.

Not to mention the other Servants.

At most, it's 20/80.

Two minutes to kill eight umbrellas and abandon the ball [Er Er Ba Temple].

Therefore, Geronimo could only think of assassination as a solution.

""

Geronimo fell silent.

This is the only feasible way. The lack of combat power cannot be made up for, and the magic reserves are getting less and less. If we don't do this, then there's even less we can do if we just wait for them to die naturally.

"Robin Hood, what do you think?"

Geronimo asked the blond-haired man in green again.

"To be honest, we basically have no chance of winning."

Robin Hood spread his hands helplessly and said, "Assassination may be the least successful option, but at least it still has a chance of success."

Billy sighed, "Well, there's no other choice. We'll just have to venture into the lion's den."

"Well..."

Billy the Kid then laughed wildly: "Then let's do it this way. Find a way to bypass the enemy's encirclement, head straight to Ridge Washington, and take down Maeve, that's a victory."

"Sorry, Billy boy."

Geronimo knew this was a battle with no chance of survival.

There is virtually no chance of survival.

"What are you saying, Mr. Geronimo? This is what we should do. Anyway, those of us in this line of work have long been risking our lives."

Billy the Kid is a cowboy, Robin Hood is a chivalrous thief.

He lived a life on the run.

"Phew... then it's decided. If there are no objections, we'll take control of Nero and Elizabeth for a while, and the assassination will be scheduled for tomorrow morning."