After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

Having solved this huge problem, Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Randou and said with a smile, "Mr. Randou, will you act on your own next, or will you come with us?"

As she spoke, she looked at the tall and thin man in front of her. Although he also maintained the state of spirit particle, in essence, his state was more similar to Merlin's.

They are all trapped in a certain place, but can travel to other worlds through the special nature of their abilities.

Mr. Meilin uses this to have fun, and Mr. Lantang uses it to find his sister.

It sounds very inspiring. It is much better than the half-nightmare who laughs at people everywhere in the dream. I don’t know why Merlin always avoids him.

Could it be that the French and British Heroic Spirits are just naturally incompatible?

Speaking of which, where exactly is the dark continent where Mr. Lan Tang is? She always felt that she had heard of it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.

The most I remember is that it has something to do with ants.

Are there a lot of ants in that place?

The more she thought about it, the more her thoughts wandered. Fujimaru Ritsuka tried hard to redirect her attention and looked back at Randou. Sure enough, this well-known sister-con in Chaldea gave her an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Fujimaru, I'd rather go see Adele. I'm really worried about her."

I really miss her too.

He was truly the most incompetent and useless brother in the world. He was taken away by death so easily, leaving Adele alone in this lonely world.

His Adele, the rose that he had finally managed to bloom, was still only able to sing in her little nest like a young bird in spring.

When he is not around, is there anyone who cooks for her and reminds her to eat on time?

Will someone take her to the amusement park and buy her animal headpieces and balloons?

Will someone go to the beach with her, carry a bucket while she picks up shells, and help her retrieve her hat that was blown away by the sea breeze?

Is there anyone who gives her hot milk and tells her stories before she goes to bed at night, turns on the night light and plays music for her when she has nightmares?

Someone laughs with her when she is happy, tries his best to comfort her when she is sad, and tells her when she feels lonely:

I love you, I love you more than anyone else in the world. Do I love you the most in the world?

Lan Tang stared at the dim light in the distance, feeling the dark night sky weighing on his heart.

"It's okay." Fujimaru Ritsuka laughed heartily, "Go quickly, Mr. Randou, and return to Miss Adele."

"She must be scared and sad when you're not around."

Go and bring your sister back to Jia quickly. From your description, your sister is definitely an exceptional five-star card.

The Master made the desired sound.

What did the Master do wrong? She was already tired of protecting humanity, destroying alien gods, and bringing gods into love. She just hoped that she could become the emperor of luck and bring back all the event-limited five-star cards.

Isn't this only natural?

Then again, if they find an opportunity to establish a relationship with the heroine who subdued God this time, can they also trick her into entering the summoning pool?

This is definitely a five-star, and from now on, whenever the other party is on duty, she will throw stones into the pool desperately to see which church-affiliated heroic spirit dares not come.

More importantly, God will be our helper when we fight Solomon in the future.

She just didn't believe that the saint king appointed by God would dare to hit God's wife.

Go against Tiangang!

After hearing what Fujimaru Ritsuka said, Randou chuckled and said, "She won't be scared."

"She will be sad, but she won't be sad for me for long."

"She is a unique girl who will bravely keep moving forward."

When he died, she tried so hard to change the fact that it was already a foregone conclusion.

Even if I could reverse the river of time, even if I could cut off the thread of fate.

In the end, she really brought him back to the world.

"In the mythology of the island nation, Izanagi wanted to resurrect his wife Izanami, and chased her all the way to the underworld to bring her back to the human world, but was ultimately frightened back by her ugly dead appearance."

"In the end, not only did he fail to resurrect his dead wife, but he also became her mortal enemy."

"But my Adele is different. She saved me from certain death and snatched me back from the hands of death."

"My sister is a girl braver than a god."

Fujimaru Ritsuka listened quietly. She was always the best listener. "But even so, Mr. Randou is still worried about her, isn't he?"

Lan Tang nodded, "Well, I know she is smart, brave, and now very powerful."

"But I still worry about her."

Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded and looked at Mashu beside her. At the same time, Mashu was also looking at her.

People in love always worry about each other. It has nothing to do with personality or ability.

That is only about love.

"Ms. Fujimaru, take care of yourself. I'm going to Yokohama."

"Hurry up! Once the Master and the Heroic Spirits arrive, no one will be able to enter or leave Tokyo for seven days."

Lantang waved his hand and left gracefully. Fujimaru Ritsuka stretched his stiff body and said with a smile: "We will summon the Heroic Spirit tomorrow morning. Now let's find a place to rest."

"I was really scared tonight. I hope there won't be any more accidents."

Before she finished speaking, a huge phantom appeared in the distant sky. A broad sacred road stretched out from the vast ocean, and countless bronze pillars stood in the sky.

From Antarctica to the equator, from the equator to the Arctic Ocean, from the highest sky to the deepest underground, a mountaintop city forged by supreme power has come into the world.

In a time that was even more ancient than eternity, a giant black dragon sat on the highest throne, its lowered wings enough to cover the entire sky.

Behind him was a towering, lush tree that looked half rotten. As the tree stretched out, it supported the nine kingdoms of the nine worlds. A black dragon spewed flames of despair, and the entire night sky was dyed the color of fire.

That is the color of dusk.

In front of Him, countless giant dragons with their wings folded prostrated themselves on the ground, praising together:

"You are the Supreme, the Most Powerful, the Most Virtuous."

"You are the first and the last."

"Praise be to you, Eternal King."

"Praise be to you, great One."

"Praise be to you, Black Emperor."

"Praise you—"

Fujimaru Ritsuka squatted down silently.