Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"I am Arjuna, a top student who isn't popular with girls but excels in math!"

Arjuna: "Although we would love to fight each other..."

Karna: "But due to their identities as forgers, they had no choice but to share joys and sorrows, and even develop feelings for each other..."

Arjuna: "I don't like this kind of yaoi/BL (Boys' Love) plot..."

Karna: "But that's how the script was written, and there's nothing I can do about it..."

"Therefore, we can only consider it a forgery..."

"They must have done everything in their power to surpass the original!"

hateful!

Are they actually fakes made by two top-tier Heroic Spirits?

Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted her teeth... Even so, should she back down?

What a joke!

"Sorry, you guys really didn't need to come to this nonsensical fantasy singularity... but since you're here, you might as well die here!"

Siegfried increased his output.

"Since that's the case, then I won't wait any longer and will go all out... I originally came to this singularity with the intention of taking a vacation."

"But now it seems I have no choice but to meet the mastermind behind this."

This also means that he previously guessed Solomon was wrong, and the real mastermind behind the forgery was actually—

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a pang of heartache.

She wasn't the real Joan of Arc...

These were the words that Fujimaru Ritsuka said when he personally removed her fig leaf.

At that time, Fujimaru Ritsuka truly regarded her as an enemy, and a wicked one at that, one who indiscriminately committed massacres.

"Fake, huh... then let fantasy test your mettle."

"Chaldea, the institution that embodies the ideal and safeguards human reason!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her hand.

In just a moment, she manifested Chaldea in this world on the coast!

Ice Chaldea Fortress!

Without any other means or methods available, the only method Fujimaru Ritsuka would use is to make Chaldea fall from an altitude of 4000 meters. Humanity's last bastion, in a sense, is the "wall of humanity" itself.

While it's not entirely certain, in terms of quality and power, this one-shot kill fantasy is basically comparable to an A+ rank anti-city Noble Phantasm.

"this...?!"

"Our Noble Phantasm was—?"

Arjuna and Karna were slightly taken aback.

After all, the power of counterfeit Servants is slightly inferior, and their spirit origins are generally incomplete. Therefore, under the pressure of this attack, Arjuna and Karna were directly defeated by Chaldea, which fell like white starlight.

"Hmm... the fake still can't beat it. Well, actually I expected this to happen," Karna murmured.

"Shut up. I think the reason you lost was because you didn't use your full strength—your beam cannon is as thin as a stream, and where's your golden armor?"

"It's normal for physical education students to take off their jackets because they sweat a lot. Yes... that's right, it's normal—"

“I can’t understand it.” Arjuna shook his head.

"It's normal... However, as incomprehensible as it may be, as a forger, one should still be prepared. But an eye for beauty can't distinguish between genuine and fake... Meaningful things are meaningful."

For example, there are still people following fanfiction written by a useless, failed author. As long as this point is clear...

Even if it is history, it still has meaning.

Karna nodded: "The person you're looking for is in the art gallery. Go there."

Arjuna added, "First of all, I want to clarify that Karna and I are supposed to be mortal enemies in the lore, but in reality, while we are indeed mortal enemies... BL is absolutely out of the question."

"So, Leonardo da Vinci, please stop writing about us in such detail, okay?"

"Ah...did I?" The perverted Leonardo da Vinci stopped painting and quickly closed his manuscript.

“Yes, your mindset determines that.” Karna nodded seriously.

PS: I'll update 4000 words in the next couple of days. I feel like there's not much passion in writing the fake story.

PS2: It's so hot, but it's not air-conditioning season yet. It's so hot and uncomfortable... Waaah...

Chapter 76 Old Deng, I, Fafner, am parked downstairs at your place.

"Hmm...why? Don't I have Dragon Special Attack...?"

Siegfried will never say sorry again, so...

Bearing the name of a dragon-slaying hero, he will never lose!

The opponent is a dragon, the red dragon of Britain—and I can't defeat it even with my special attack? Could it be...?

“Miss Artoria, I will resist Mr. Siegfried’s Noble Phantasm.”

"Please just charge in and defeat it directly, Miss Artoria!"

Mashu spoke seriously.

The Dead Apostle Principle's [Guardian] Will and the Servant's pseudo-Noble Phantasm can absolutely withstand the fake Noble Phantasm made by Siegfried.

Why are counterfeit Servants weaker than abnormal Heroic Spirit Servants?

This is probably because something false cannot bear the weight of reality.

Mash, shielded by her protective barrier, blocked Siegfried's Noble Phantasm, while Artoria emerged from above, unleashing the full power of Excalibur—

"……Oops"

"What's wrong? Is this all the strongest demonic dragon is capable of, one who can't even apologize?"

"Sorry, that's all the skill I've got... I wouldn't apologize even if I hadn't made you use your full strength!"

Incidentally, Siegfried is portrayed as a confident idol trainee who happens to sit at the next table in his class, and his training period lasts for two and a half years.

"Well...well..."

"Next up is a fake version of the Louvre. Although it's full of fakes, they're not just simple copies... but rather fake paintings that the woman poured her heart and soul into, each stroke carefully crafted."

As Siegfried was shattered by the holy sword and his spiritual energy dissipated, he spoke slowly.

"Ah..."

Hei Dai found it funny.

She's clearly a volatile, rage-loving assault woman who likes to turn people into kebabs, yet she has such a childlike mentality? It's truly shameful.

However, she doesn't actually dislike these imitations that are imbued with emotion and aim to surpass the original.

"Em... does that mean we're about to encounter the final boss?"

Leonardo da Vinci, who had done nothing but carried a large stack of baskets of forgeries, came over and asked.

"I think so..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her wrist; her hand ached terribly from holding up such a massive Chaldea.

“Then come with me.” Da Vinci smiled slightly. “I think… this mission is probably not just about determining authenticity.”

Only now is the situation becoming clearer.

The mastermind behind the forgeries, and the significance of these items that are neither genuine nor counterfeit.

"But I never expected they could even build a fake Louvre... This must be the power of the Holy Grail. Let's move forward, senior! If we have some free time, let's go... no, let's visit the fake Louvre together!"

Mashu said with great enthusiasm.

Keep going.

Although the Louvre is a large palace with a long history spanning hundreds of years, Jeanne Alter did not have the ability to do civil engineering and build palaces; Semiramis and Morgan were more adept at such things.

So it's quite obvious that this fake Louvre was built with a strange Holy Grail that appeared out of nowhere.

"This place is quite big. I've never been to the Louvre before."

The sound of her footsteps on the floor was pattering as Fujimaru Ritsuka looked around.

This place is filled with world-class masterpieces, like a temple of art, but without a doubt... without exception, all the works displayed here are forgeries, meticulously crafted strokes of a forgery.

"Me neither, senior. This is my first time visiting a museum... Regardless of who's behind it all, I'd like to thank that person at this moment."

“Then let’s go and thank them properly,” Fujimaru Ritsuka said, blinking.

"That's right. But we still need to be careful; we never know what kind of counterfeit Servant might suddenly attack us..."

Mashu's expression changed drastically after she finished speaking.

"Senior, a wild counterfeit Servant has appeared!"

"Yes, I choose you, Mashu!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, and a male Servant dressed in a black robe, resembling a wizard, with eyes rolled back like an octopus, slowly walked out from the end of the corridor.

Gilles de Rais Caster!

At this moment, Marshal Gilles reappeared, blocking the way for the Chaldeans.

At this moment, his setup is—

"Hmm... I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

He didn't seem so crazy, but rather full of rationality; Marshal Gilles seemed capable of having normal conversations with people.

"As expected... if it's her, then Marshal Gilles is naturally here as well."

Leonardo da Vinci nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Hello everyone, I am [a father who was loved by his children when he was a child, but was disliked by his rebellious daughter in middle school and was heartbroken]. I am sorry to cause you all trouble, but... [being told that you smell like an old person and then being kicked out of the house without any mercy] is really sad."

“Ah...this...is quite sad.” Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

“Yes, really… I wish my daughter were as gentle and lively as you,” Gilles de Rais said sadly.

"But you have to take things easy," Fujimaru Ritsuka stuck out her tongue. "It's much better than a noble lady suddenly being kidnapped by some blond guy one day and then telling you, 'Hey, my Fafner is parked downstairs.'"

"?!"

The blond-haired girl riding the dragon was taken away by Jeanne Alter!

Just imagining that scene made Gilles de Rais's eyes involuntarily roll out!

This situation, this situation...

"Ugh, this is absolutely unacceptable! Which blond-haired bastard dared to abduct my obedient and clever daughter... I, your humble servant, will offer a blasphemous feast with my blood and sacrifices!"

"Is that you? Are you trying to kidnap my daughter?! Even if I am a fake, a counterfeit Heroic Spirit, a pseudo-canon, an imposter that follows the established settings and framework—but, when it comes to emotions, we are more sincere than the real thing!"

"Senior, Marshal Gilles, he..."

Mashu stared blankly at Gilles de Rais, pursed her lips, and then said with a heavy heart.

"—We must defeat her before facing Lady Jeanne Alter."

"Oh ho ho, so you're planning to take her away from me again? I get it, you're just delinquents trying to snatch your daughter away from your old father!"

Marshal Gilles became agitated, his eyes rolling back!

"Then let's stake our lives on this and fight with all our might! Even if it's a fake, as long as we're willing to go all out, it can surpass the real thing!"

“That’s true… No matter how desperate her wish is, no matter how pitiful her reason is, it’s meaningless to just say it… Mash, Artoria, please.”

The blond-haired girl finished speaking.

Being weak in combat is a hopeless situation.

It's not that the other side is superior to us, but rather that we are far superior to the enemy.

However, there was no reason to show mercy. For Fujimaru Ritsuka, resolving this singularity incident quickly was of paramount importance.

"Excuse me, Marshal Gilles!"

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