I'm really not an old sword

Not to mention that it was seen by the man I love.

My ugliest look.

Put yourself in his shoes. If someone suddenly chopped off your kidneys or stabbed your balls, and your woman saw it, Lin Qingsu felt that he would also get furious. That was his dignity as a man!

If the person in front of him was Nitocris, it would be easy to deal with. He would just do the opposite and make her angry first by deliberately saying that he cared about her, that she was ugly, or even that she was ugly to begin with and it was no big deal if she was cut by a knife, and that she would never be uglier than before.

Then when she was so angry with him that she cried loudly, he would say sweet words to comfort her.

Nitocris's temper.

Temper comes quickly and goes quickly.

She wouldn't take anything Lin Qingsu said to heart. If she was the type of person who would take everything to heart, then even if teasing her was fun, Lin Qingsu wouldn't tease her for no reason and deliberately make her angry to watch her jump up and down.

But she is Guinevere.

Especially at this sensitive time, if he really dared to say that the wound on her face was not good-looking.

Even if Guinevere later realized that he was joking, given Guinevere's personality, even if she knew, once these words came from Lin Qingsu's mouth, she would be sad for a long time, even for her whole life.

So what to do now?

Lin Qingsu let go of Guinevere and turned around to draw the curtains.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

This sudden action frightened Guinevere, who was crying hard.

Guinevere cried and looked at Lin Qingsu aggrievedly: "Your Majesty?"

"Then I'll prove it to you."

prove?

The next second, Guinevere understood what Lin Qingsu meant by proof.

Because she was pressed against the window by the man.

"Ah?! Your Majesty?! No...don't...huh?!"

Chapter 51 Welcome Back

In the scorching desert.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was walking alone on the sand dunes of varying heights.

Faltering.

The headband had been lost in the previous battle, and her short orange hair was scattered randomly, sticking to her face with sweat.

His combat uniform was soaked through.

"The world is 'evolving', I can't help it..."

"You can only reach the edge of the world by yourself and then we can teleport you back."

This "singularity" is a world based on Jerusalem and the Crusades that began with the Crusades.

Under the erosion of the power of the Holy Grail, it was "abandoned" by the original world from the very beginning.

There is an edge.

But even though the module is much smaller than the planet or even the original Europe, it is a range that ordinary people in ancient times would find difficult to walk out of in their lifetime. It is also not something that an ordinary person like Fujimaru Ritsuka can easily walk to the border.

Not to mention the wind and sun.

After walking for half a day, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt his throat was dry, his body was covered in sweat, and he felt weak.

power.

Walking to a deserted ruined town, he sat down in the shade under a broken earth wall. While taking a few breaths to rest, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the cloudless sky and the scorching sun above his head.

Let's rest for a while and then continue our journey after nightfall.

This was Fujimaru Ritsuka's first thought.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, and it is terribly cold at night, but even Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't want to travel under the scorching sun.

power.

This was the second thought that came to Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

The little hands clenched into fists.

It was because she had no power that she was defeated so miserably; it was because she had no power that she could only be slaughtered, leaving Mashu and Da Vinci behind in disgrace, and leaving behind her fighting companions and running away alone.

"I want to become stronger."

She was answered by a period of silence.

Roman whispered, "You are a natural born Master, but not a natural born magician."

Ritsuka Fujimaru's adaptability to spirit particle transfer is astonishingly 100%.

That is a level of adaptation that no one in Group A, which is full of geniuses, can achieve.

But on the contrary.

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka's talent for magic is above the average level, it is only average at best. He cannot even be ranked in the Clock Tower where there are so many geniuses, let alone Chaldea which is full of monsters.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be unable to enter Group A, let alone Group B and Group C, even though she has 100% spiritual particle compatibility.

Fujimaru Ritsuka naturally knew this.

She is a person who goes with the flow and does not demand strength, but what happened during this period greatly stimulated her.

In the past, she didn't need to worry about her strength because she had Mashu and the protection of other heroic spirits.

But now, they...

As Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about it, his heart ached and tears fell to the ground.

"I want to become stronger."

Ritsuka Fujimaru cried and hugged her knees tightly.

Looking at the helpless and pitiful girl on the screen, who no longer had a trace of her usual lively and cheerful personality, Roman fell silent.

He knew that entrusting her with the task of saving humanity would be too difficult for her.

She is just a little girl.

An ordinary person, an ordinary human girl with a kind heart, joined Chaldea simply because she accidentally entered a testing vehicle disguised as a blood vehicle, and was then tricked by Chaldea's employees into joining Chaldea to work.

Even then, no one took her seriously.

There are countless geniuses in front of her, and Group A has seven geniuses among geniuses who are no less talented than real Heroic Spirits. In Chaldea, Ritsuka Fujimaru is just a nobody, a nobody who would not care even if he was sick and did not participate in the operation.

It turned out to be because of a bomb.

All the others died, and the only one who could transfer spirit particles and was qualified to be a Master was Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Suddenly, the burden of saving the world fell on her.

She was asked to be an ordinary human girl, a 'stupid' magician, to fight against the protagonists who left their names in every era.

Even so, she has always been infecting others with her smile.

Roman remained silent.

As the King of Magic, he has many methods, which allowed Ritsuka Fujimaru to quickly transform from an ordinary person with no power to a powerful magician who can fight against heroic spirits.

But everything has a price.

That would make Fujimaru Ritsuka very strong for a period of time, but it would come at a painful price.

Great pain, a ruined body, a drastically shortened lifespan, etc...

He can't do it.

"I'll help you."

"really?"

"Of course, you have to trust me at least once." Roman smiled confidently.

As long as there is enough time, not to mention Ritsuka Fujimaru, even an ordinary person without any magical talent can be transformed into a demon god.

He is the magic king.

"Yeah." Fujimaru Ritsuka burst into laughter, but then felt a little embarrassed again.

Although she often cried in the past because she couldn't bear the pressure, she always cried secretly in her room late at night under the covers. This was the first time she had done such a shameful thing as crying in front of others.

Fujimaru Ritsuka changed the subject and said, "By the way, Dr. Roman, who are you?"

"me."

When the topic turned to himself, Roman felt a little embarrassed.

Not only had he completely abandoned that identity psychologically long ago.

Strictly speaking, he was the culprit behind the burning of the evil spirits. If he had not been confused at the beginning, and even completely abandoned the body of the Magic King and transformed into a human, he would not have given 'Him' the opportunity to take advantage of him.

That's it.

It is no longer realistic to hide your identity.

Just as he was about to tell Fujimaru Ritsuka, the blue light on the testing table suddenly turned red.

The alarm sounds.

"Multiple magic point reactions have occurred in the town!"

"Get out of there!"

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately stood up.

But after a long journey and sitting and crying for a long time, she just stood up and her knees went weak, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

The magical reactions that were slowly approaching were stimulated by her escape.

Pounced on him quickly.

"There are five magical reactions in total, fanning towards you. The closest one is thirty meters away."

Ritsuka Fujimaru endured the pain and rolled on the spot. When he turned over, he saw what was approaching.

"Shadow Servant?"

Ritsuka Fujimaru's face turned pale. Those monsters were humanoid creatures wrapped in black fog, exactly the same as the monsters that appeared in the holy city.

Could it be that he is the one who escaped from the Holy City before?

When Roman saw those monsters, his face turned extremely ugly. If Mashu was still by Fujimaru Ritsuka's side, she could easily deal with them even if the number of shadow servants doubled.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka is not like that.

After all, no matter how weak these monsters are, they are still servant-level beings and cannot be dealt with by ordinary magicians.

"Should I take action at this time?"

Roman had no doubt that once he really took action, Lin Qingsu would definitely seize the opportunity to keep him there forever.

At least he should be given a hard blow.

This is not because he knows Lin Qingsu very well, but this is something that any king with a slightly normal mind would do.

If he were Lin Qingsu, he would do the same thing.

There is an opportunity to kill an enemy that poses a great threat to you, but you let the enemy go because of a trivial promise. This is not respecting chivalry or morality.

That's stupid.

That is irresponsible to your own people.

However, he never expected that Lin Qingsu did not force him out, but was forced out by several shadow servants created by his side. Ashiya Doman was already dead. After the demons were forced out of this plane, they could not control the monsters created by them.

Roman didn't want to die.

He has not yet lived a proper human life, the life that an ordinary person should live.

more importantly.

He cannot die.