Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 386 Wedding

Chapter 386 Wedding (Final Chapter)

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zizi——

The noise created by the strongest punch is equivalent to the creation of the universe.

And at that moment, just like in Kadie's film, the hero of destiny and the evil that is bound to be conquered are connected to each other.

Ritsuka and Barol stared at each other in that pure white space.

"Haha. In the end, you still lose."

Balor stood up straight, but his head was lowered and his voice was a little hoarse.

"You didn't think Tony would self-destruct the perpetual motion mechanism, did you?"

"Haha. Of course, actually, I thought he was a smart man. The spiritual power he had for inventing the perpetual motion mechanism was enough for him to become a heroic spirit and enjoy the gift of [immortality]. Even if I kill his body here, it would be meaningless. I thought he would make a 'smart' decision."

"But I never thought that getting the fifth perpetual motion mechanism to double my power was actually a trap."

"I, Barol, never thought that I would be defeated by a little scientist, a little Master, and a bunch of dead people."

"But Fujimaru Ritsuka"

Standing on the ground, the giant's body began to shatter into pieces.

The fragments extended to Balor's eyes, threatening to tear his entire body apart.

The giant god finally uttered sincere words.

"Trust. If I let my thoughts control me and don't think about the perpetual motion mechanism, maybe I'll have a better chance of winning."

"I just lost."

"I am convinced..."

Finally, Barol turned into fragments and dispersed.

[2024]

【Hand Garden】

【At the intersection of all parallel worlds】

[The evil god of Celtic mythology, the source of the Deathly Eyes, the strongest, most vicious, craziest, and most life-loving giant god in history]

[Died at the hands of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Yamashiro Ren, Hercules, and Tony Stark]

【The final test of humanity: fall.】

[Barol——]

【Wither】

As the world turned again, it took everyone a few seconds to comprehend reality.

[Balor Devours Typhon]

[Battle between Heaven and Earth]

[Overthrow the Sky]

[The final trial of mankind is coming collectively]

[One man's god system. Iron Legion]

[Balor, the monster who defeated the entire world single-handedly]

[The fifth perpetual motion mechanism self-destructs]

[Endless Heroic Spirits]

Death of Balor

Too fast, too fast.

People see so much information that their brains are overloaded.

It was as if I suddenly stood up after lying in bed for a long time, and the blood rushed to the brain all at once, making me dizzy.

After a long time.
Time begins to flow.

Everyone looked in that direction at the same time
The rugby-shaped head is bald without any hair, with protruding temples, a ferocious face, and black patterns on the face.

The amazing god who loves life stands on the earth.

The light in his eyes had long since disappeared.

As the conversation with Ritsuka in the spiritual space ended, Barol in the real world also shattered into pieces.

The evil god was defeated by humans today.

Everyone fell silent as they watched the body gradually break into pieces and drift away in the wind.

Maybe it's fear, maybe it's admiration.

But no one can ignore the meaning of that monster.

And the meaning of this moment.

Silence, and it will continue——

"wryyyy"

The silent air was interrupted by an old man.

Tony raised his hand, with his pinky and index finger pointing upwards, and the other fingers folded into his palm, shouting weakly.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, the uncle blinked.

"Hey family, you know, after defeating the enemy, we have to do something."

The iron armor seemed to have completely shattered, as if it had held on until the last moment and finally gave up, turning into scattered particles and falling to the ground, leaving Tony leaning on his back.

"Mexican barbecue?"
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The scenes in dreams are always complicated: the remaining snow in the fields, the melodious gurgling of water, the girl under the blooming cherry tree, and flocks of birds flying across the boundary of the sky.

The wind would occasionally stop for a few moments, and petals would fall from the branches, swaying in the air like fish and crashing into the warm stone road in winter.

The warm wind kissed the hero's hair, and the air was filled with a sweet scent like marshmallows.

Ritsuka Fujimaru opened his eyes on the hospital bed.

How much time had passed since then?
By the time Ritsuka woke up from his slumber, it was said that three weeks had passed.

During that time, Ritsuka fell into a deep sleep.

He was abused and cared for by the "Doctor", "Medical God", "Nightingale", "Glass" and others in turn, and it took him three weeks to barely wake up.

Ritsuka was informed of what had happened during this time.

——After Baror was defeated, Ritsuka fell into a deep sleep, and Yamashiro Ren, Tony, and Hercules were not having a good time either.

However, all three of them chose to abstain voluntarily.

In the end, Ritsuka, who was in a coma, obtained ownership of the Holy Grail.

To be precise, it is the right to obtain [sovereignty of the sun].

After this, Type-Moon's status in the little garden may rise - and the world where everyone who has established a bond with Ritsuka lives will also receive a bonus.

Having just woken up, Li Xiang's brain didn't allow him to think about those trivial matters.

Dealing with the crying heroic spirits and friends, Ritsuka, wearing a hospital gown, immersed himself in this world tiredly and addictedly.

In the background, there are Heroic Spirits arguing about who will be the caregiver today, while on the hospital bed, the Master is looking sideways at the scenery outside the window, in a daze.

Ritsuka thought about the next itinerary.
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The wheat ears swayed gently left and right under the sun, the woman's white dress was filtered through by strands of light with a misty texture, her slender fingers turned into grains bending in the field, and the former strongest adventurer looked into the distance.

"Grandpa!! I'm leaving for Orario!!"

"Well, have you thought about it?"

"Yeah!! I'm definitely going to be a hero like Fujimaru-san!"

"Hey, in that case, defeating the dark faction won't be enough."

The bent old man bid farewell to the fourteen-year-old boy, and the boy, who was as timid as a rabbit, embarked on a hero's journey with years of longing on his shoulder.

Alfia let the wind blow her hair across her forehead and watched the boy leave.

——Aren’t you going to go up and say hello?
".I clearly said that I only need myself, so don't meddle in other people's business."

The woman folded her hands, her mind hearing the Master's question, but she didn't want to answer.

"Wait until he becomes so disgraced that I can't stand it anymore."

"Until then"

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"cheers!!!!"

At the Jujutsu High School, Ye Moth, who was just processing paperwork, was dragged towards the round table by his own students, his feet on the thick velvet carpet, his steps unsteady.

“Satoru! You! You are a bunch of stupid students! You disappeared for so long without permission and now—”

"Alright, alright, Mr. Yega~ Stop saying those things that ruin the mood. Today is our farewell party~ We've all graduated, so just be happy today~"

The small sunglasses were replaced by a black cloth. A handsome young man named Gojo Satoru put his arm around Ye Mo's shoulders and handed him a bottle of bubbling beer.

"Cheers!"

"."

Helplessly clinking glasses, Ye Moth spoke vaguely while drinking.

"Really? You are a bunch of unreliable students. Even your junior classmates have only met you a few times."

"That doesn't matter! Our junior is excellent~" Gojo Satoru leaned against Ye Moth and raised his glass casually, "Right, Nanami (Nana)!"

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The young boy with his hair parted in a 3:7 style drank tea and remained silent.

Getsu was chatting with another junior student, and Glass occasionally interrupted the topic, her eyes fixed on her mobile phone, reviewing the questions for the medical licensing examination.

In the restaurant lobby, a burly man with a scar on the corner of his mouth glanced at the box where Gojo Satoru and others were, and smacked his lips.

"It's noisy."

I have to hear those unlucky voices every time I go out.

Just when Shen Er wanted to start the theory——

"Dad."

".oh."

The man stopped his movement to get up.

He sat down reluctantly, then put the birthday hat he had in his hand on the head of the little boy next to him.

".Forget it, just bear with it today."

"Happy birthday."

"benefit."

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"Ms. Machima?"

The dim yellow slanting eyes outside the window pierced the office with a thick red, the color was like splashing blood, and when Makima opened her eyes with her back to the sun, the golden circles of her eyes looked even more abnormal and terrifying. Therefore, in front of her, the woman named Ji Ye was a little scared.

After all, the Makima in front of him was recognized as the most terrifying woman in the entire Tokyo Public Security Bureau. Although there were people who inexplicably "loved her", Ji Ye considered himself to be a normal person among a group of psychopaths.

She always felt that there was something wrong with Makima's eyes when she looked at people.

Even now, if she suddenly stretched out her hand and smashed her head with a bang, Ji Ye would not think there was anything wrong.

Just as the anxiety gradually spread and became more acute——

".I'm fine, Himeno."

Makima closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again.
"Thank you for your hard work all along."

Makima looked out the window and spoke calmly and softly as if whispering.

".ha?"

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The gray sky that was once killed was covered with blue again.

The planet called "Sun" was once again allowed to spread its light across the surface of the planet.

In the human race’s royal city, the usual bustling hawking sounds could be heard.

Happy smiles, bustling streets, and a thriving atmosphere.

All of this stems from the strength of human beings in today's world.

It has been quite a while since Imanity usurped the Star Grail. The sixteen races were surprised that the final winners were the Ex-Machinas and Imanity, and they could not understand why they came to such an absurd conclusion.

A world determined by [games].

The two [Gods] gave up their own thrones and threw themselves into the game they created.

then
In a very short period of time, the human race's territory expanded to the largest in the world.

In this world without bloodshed, even if a war is lost there will be no cruel exploitation, and the productivity is so abundant that it is somewhat astonishing.

And in the capital of the human race, the two kings were waiting.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the balcony of the royal city, letting the wind blow through their hair.

Look at the distant horizon and breathe in pure oxygen into your chest, along with its fresh and dry smell.

"Want to play a game?"

"I'm going to lose, right?"

Behind the two Imanity kings, a figure walked out.

He had messy black hair and a pretty face, but Fujimaru Ritsuka was not wearing the familiar Chaldea uniform. Instead, he was wearing a casual white shirt and black jeans and sat down next to the two men.

"It doesn't matter if you lose. This world doesn't have the "fighting fun" you like, so it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, right?"

Riku snorted and turned his head.

"I guess you don't have any interest in the so-called battle now, right? How come, after fighting with the strongest evil god, you are once again trapped in emptiness and nothingness?"

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The Master touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's not like this."

He ran his fingers through the black hair, rubbing a few strands of white hair with his fingertips.

Of course, Riku also saw those white hairs, took a chess board from the side, and asked, ".Side effects?"

"Well, the mental, spiritual and physical problems are all pretty big, but don't worry, you won't die."

"I guess you don't mind dying, but is this okay? If you want, you can live forever, right?" Riku said while arranging the chess pieces.

"There's no point in living forever. Either you use your body as a cushion or make way for the young ones."

The Master picked up the pure white chess piece and began to think about his own move.

“For humans, death is part of life.”

"I will die in the distant future."

"To the future, I am nothing more than a phantom that has passed through history, leaving behind an insignificant trace, a shadow in human history."

"Then we are too~" Riku said with a smile.

"Shuvi is an Ex-Machina."

"Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog."

The man was pinched by his wife on the waist and showed a painful expression.

"So, let's not talk about the distant future, let's talk about now."

"Ok?"

"What are you going to do next? You can't just keep saving the world, right?"

".Get married."

Hey.

Ritsuka made what he considered to be an excellent move, then nodded secretly, approving of himself.

But when he waited for a while, he didn't see Riku and Shubi continuing their actions.

When I looked up, I found that they were looking at me with horror.

"Marriage, you?"

"Well, we're about the same age, right? What happened to you guys?"

"I thought you would never get married!!"

"I used to think so." Ritsuka lowered her head again, "But recently, I've begun to think that it's okay to let things take their own course and let my emotions control me."

". You, you won't cause a disaster greater than Barol, will you?"

"Haha."

Ritsuka smiled.

"How can it be so exaggerated~"
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call.
Another day.

Ritsuka wakes up in Chaldea's room.

He took off his pajamas, put on his own clothes, took out the female heroes from under the bed, on the ceiling, and in the closet and threw them out of the room, then ate.

Every time we eat, we have to take turns to favor different chefs. Today we ate Tamamonomae's so-called "wife-loving cuisine". The eggs were tender and refreshing. The idea of combining eggs with tofu to increase the "chewy feeling" was very clever, and very "Japanese tofu".

There are always heroes quarreling around me, and they will fight over trivial matters.

While eating, Lixiang would try to find a way to reconcile the two.

It’s just that before I had to use my mouth and tongue, but now I can do it by myself.

After dinner, it is time for tea. I sit in the teahouse with a group of middle-aged and elderly people, listening to the sound of the breeze and the ringing of bells.

After that, I played with the child servants for a while, read fairy tales, and time passed.

The night after dinner was the adults' time. I went to the bar with Professor Moriarty to drink and was pulled by the bunny girl servant to a private room to watch a dance.

Night is the time for adults.

Ritsuka knew that he couldn't let himself go and needed to defeat the sex maniac.

Finished.

The time he and Chaldea had lost could only be made up slowly.

Words of time
Just, until you die.

This time, I will never let go.
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after that
Some time passed.

【Ding! ~~~~~~】

The prelude to Act V of A Midsummer Night's Dream was played by a large, unhappy moth. The music began with a loud trumpet sound and then entered a solemn processional music.

The melody is solemn and majestic, and the momentum is uplifting.

Wearing a black dress, Ritsuka walked out amid the cheers and cries of many heroic spirits whose faces could not be seen.

He had rarely combed his hair, and a few strands of pure white were covered up in his jet-black hair. The already handsome young man had now transformed into a mature and steady young man.

And by his side, gently embracing a beautiful woman who matched him perfectly.

Applying powder makes it too white, and applying rouge makes it too red.

Adding one point is too long, subtracting one point is too short.

If he possesses all ten characteristics, he is a perfect man; if he is only gentle, he is not suitable for you. His charming smile can make people crazy; his beautiful eyes can make people crazy. If I met a jealous woman at that time, she would say that I feel pity for her.

Her eyebrows are like spring willows, her eyes are like autumn waves. A few peach petals are on her face, and two new bamboo shoots are exposed between her skirts.

The melody began to change, turning into a light and lively march. After repeating twice, it blended with the elegant sounds of woodwind instruments and gradually faded away.

The two newlyweds walked onto the stage. At the very top, Romani, who was the witness, had a subtle yet reasonable expression and was a little relaxed.

[Ding~Ding~Ding~]

Solomon coughed lightly, then spoke with a straight face.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, are you willing to marry this woman as your wife?
"I am willing."

————, are you willing to marry this man as your husband?
"I am willing."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, are you willing to follow your wedding vows and love, comfort, respect and protect her no matter whether she is rich or poor, sick or healthy, beautiful or fading, successful or unsuccessful? And are you willing to be loyal to her forever throughout your life?
"I am willing."

Solomon took a deep breath and rubbed his palms.

————, are you willing to marry Fujimaru Ritsuka as your husband and live with him in a sacred marriage? Whether in sickness or health, poverty or wealth, beauty or fading, success or failure, are you willing to love him, comfort him, respect him, and protect him? And are you willing to be loyal to him forever throughout your life?
【I do. 】

God's bells sing for the two newlyweds.

The Buddha also opened his eyes and smiled.

The blessings of all heavens are responded at this moment.

The groom lifted the bride's veil.

The white light flowed and rotated between the two people.

The old poem came to an end.

Who is that back figure?!
Please see the next episode.

The Four Hundred Equal Bride

Modern chapter. A grand series!

Not will.

It will probably just become an unsolved mystery, forever circulating in the heavens and the worlds.

Practically finished.