Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Even so, El-Melloi II still wanted to do something.

Whether it's expressing remorse for stealing Kenneth's relic in the past, or acknowledging the trouble he caused by his foolishness during the Holy Grail War...

He still wanted to convey the message to Kenneth in person.

But Kenneth was destined to be unable to know or reach the future.

"However, if you, brother, really want to save the other person, I won't laugh at you. After all, I don't have the kind of perverse pleasure to mock other people's ideals."

Reines smiled slightly, as if she could see right through El-Melloi II's heart.

Reines is such a devil, able to see through people's hearts and toy with others like a little devil.

Her favorite thing is the misfortune of others.

Although she enjoys the misfortunes of others and derives pleasure from their downfall or mistakes, Reines is essentially a kind person.

However, it was precisely because of her personality that the El-Melloi family was not completely wiped out by other families after Kenneth's death.

"I know, even without being reminded, I would have kept a good balance."

Elmero took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled a choking cloud of smoke.

"That's hard to say... Brother, don't let your usual serious, meticulous, and timid appearance fool you—you can get carried away when it really matters. Hopefully, you'll still be able to keep your head up when you encounter the King of Conquerors."

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about that."

King El-Melloi II smiled confidently.

“My mind has always been clear. Ever since the previous intelligence stopped working, I haven’t acted according to the intelligence.”

"I might as well just play along with what that Conqueror King is up to!"

Anyway, if all else fails, there's always Master to fall back on.

If you really can't beat them, just activate the Stone Soldier Eight Formations and release Master. They'll be taken down in no time.

"Anyway, that guy is an unpredictable idiot! Even if I carefully prepare a plan, it will be ruined by his various sudden whims, right? So why not just face him head-on from the start and completely defeat him!"

The composed El-Melloi II, devoid of any manners or politeness, flicked his cigarette butt to the ground and then stomped it out with his shiny leather shoes as if in a fit of rage, making a loud thud.

"Eh..."

Reines shook her head.

She had assumed that El-Melloi II, her elder brother, would be blinded by excitement.

However, it now seems clear that she was wrong.

El-Melloi II was not so calm.

Isn't this exactly the same as the King of Conquerors?!

Chapter 245 The Universe of Love Takes Shape, Shattering the Illusion of Desire

The burning universe began to spread outward from the Greater Grail as its center.

Following closely behind is the power of [Love]. After devouring Gilgamesh and seizing the magic power and [Calamity] of the Greater Grail, Moro Sakura has clearly grown to an incredible level.

She is a demon king, a god, a human, and also human evil.

He is a fallen demon king who can control all human emotions of love.

"Do not resist, do not struggle, accept the destiny of love...human beings."

Moro Sakura's power, centered on the Greater Grail, finally began to spread throughout Fuyuki City.

"He has departed from love and affection, and cannot be summoned by desire. He has escaped the realm of demons, therefore I am sorrowful..."

"The sixth heavenly realm, Mara, the demon king..."

"Advent."

The concept is valid.

The universe of love is born.

Here, not only Servants and Mages, but all the citizens of Fuyuki City felt this inexplicable "allure," and the air became increasingly viscous, exuding an aura of decadent temptation.

Not everyone has the composure and inner strength of the Buddha.

So, with just a simple breath, everyone seemed to be bewitched.

In their dreams, they will fall into a decadent world of love with their beloved, transforming into Mara.

However, there are still people who are not swayed by such charm.

Irisviel's heart tightened. Being most closely connected to the Holy Grail, and as the Lesser Grail herself, she clearly felt it at that moment...

Something has happened to the Holy Grail.

The Lesser Grail is like a key to open a door.

So now, Sakura Moro has simply changed the door lock.

In other words, was the ownership and nature of the tools used by Einzbern to implement the Third Law also altered?

"how so..."

"What's wrong, Irisviel?"

Artoria quickly swallowed the food in a few bites, looking at her Master with a nervous expression.

"Something has happened to the Holy Grail."

"The Holy Grail..."

"It seems they were right after all. I can't sense any reaction from the Greater Grail spell... I'm afraid someone has taken possession of the Grail."

Irisviel looked at Artoria and said.

"Is that so... then what do you plan to do?" Artoria countered.

Irisviel clutched her chest.

"As the Master of the Einzbern family, I cannot stand idly by. Besides, you should have sensed it too, this ominous magical power..."

"Hmm. A calamity of this scale is no longer an ordinary evil spirit."

Artoria nodded: "As knights, we must never let them run rampant."

"Saber, please lend me your power."

Irisviel looked intently at Saber.

“My sword is with you, Irisviel, I swore that long ago.”

"I know, but—"

Irisviel pondered for a moment, then made a decision:

"I think you definitely need this treasure, right?"

"Eh--"

Artoria was taken aback.

Irisviel's face showed a pained expression, and her snow-white body radiated a golden glow.

This aura...

Could it be that--

"That's right, the relic that Einzbern found in Cornwall, the one used to summon you..."

Irisviel, still a young girl and not yet a wife, struggles to extract some kind of sacred treasure from her body.

The radiance of this relic is so familiar...

Artoria's eyes widened, her youthful pupils reflecting the gleaming light of the [Sword Sheath].

"Could this be...?"

"Yes."

Irisviel's voice sounded somewhat weary.

"Just in case, I've decided to return it to you. I apologize for taking up the scabbard for so long."

"But what if you get hurt—"

Avalon, a secluded and ideal paradise.

An EX-level barrier-type Noble Phantasm is also a conceptual weapon of an exceptional level.

It can even heal the user's injuries, sever all physical interference, parallel world interference, and multidimensional communication... a conceptual weapon that even the second and fifth magic will not work.

"It's alright. Without Avalon, there's no chance of winning against that kind of enemy. So, please... Saber, the world depends on you."

Artoria gazed silently at the gleaming golden scabbard.

Her throat moved slightly, and the wavering in her eyes was gradually replaced by determination.

"I understand."

Artoria took the sword sheath:

"I stake my honor on the King of Knights, Irisviel, I will bring you victory."

The scabbard was warm to the touch, and the familiar magic instantly spread throughout my body.

At this moment, Artoria was completely transformed. If she had been able to fight Gilgamesh with her previous strength, it would have been difficult. Now, she could easily beat Gilgamesh like a spinning top.

In fact, he could even wage a defensive battle against Fujimaru Ritsuka and remain undefeated for a long time.

Artoria Pendragon of Avalon, possessing limitless magical power in her prime.

As long as Irisviel is safe, we will win this battle.

Artoria had that confidence.

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"This magic... no, it's no longer just magic."

Similarly, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was at the Matou residence, also felt it.

"This is the aura of a burning soul, something almost identical to the halo in the sky above various singularities... Kama, that idiot, and Fuyuki and the Greater Grail are in an unprecedentedly harmonious relationship, plus the Grail's nearly decades of accumulation—that girl can turn this place into her domain in just a few hours."

""

Fujimaru Ritsuka closed her eyes, expanding her senses.

As the power of the True Ancestor gradually synchronized with the entire Fuyuki City, she soon discovered that this originally very fragile singularity was now extremely stable, as if it were stuck to a group of parallel worlds.

The singularity is expanding further, and soon this world will no longer be a fragile, miniature singularity, but a real singularity.

This time we have to strike hard.

But did Kama really think that this would make me fall into depravity?

Or perhaps she has some kind of conspiracy.

The air grew thicker, and Fujimaru Ritsuka caught a strange odor.

But at this moment...

"Senior, senior... It's great!"

"Hehehe...senpai..."

The sweet voice instantly shattered the tranquility.

boom!

Mashu wrapped her arms around him, a sweet smile on her lips.

The purple-haired girl's eyes were red. She cleanly and neatly took off her clothes, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin as warm as jade. She also took off her inner lining and the fabric close to her body and threw it onto the bed.

Mashu lifted her soft, alabaster-white feet, her toes slightly curled, and the snow-covered mountains, tinged with red, began to sway with her movements, like bells oozing fine beads of sweat.

The delicate buds also stood upright, like tender buds emerging in the early spring.

Her snow-white arms swayed as she embraced Fujimaru Ritsuka with her gentle, delicate body. Accompanied by trembling and soft, charming murmurs, she instantly captivated Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart.

"Mashu..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's lips were dry, and the purple-clad girl's hot breath swept down her neck and over her entire body, making her ears turn red, as if she were being burned by an invisible flame.