Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"As the last Master of Chaldea..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka lit up her Command Seals.

Although there's nothing I can do to help Nero, at least I can boost her confidence!

Caesar paused slightly, glancing at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and muttered to himself, "So that girl was the Master? This is really... how should I put it, it's just too Roman!"

In that brief moment of surprise...

Nero's pupils changed.

Light, darkness, brilliance, justice, and evil all flickered in those Roman eyes.

Looking back, I remember the queen's beautiful, regal bearing.

The Rose Emperor, blooming like a flame, cannot be defeated by the royal family of any country.

——ViveLaRoma!

Since that's the case, then let's go all in!

"In the name of the Command Spell, Your Majesty Nero!"

"Liberate the Golden Theater!"

There was no increase in II zero (two) Er I 厁陵岜栮悦/怡, but the brilliance and flames that surged from the bottom of my heart were real. This was the glorious imperial rule that even virgins had to sing praises of!

"Ah, I see... So you're using me as a litmus test? Well, that makes sense. If you can't even get past me... then you'll never be able to defeat that person!"

Caesar's body jolted, his stomping echoing across the earth. The yellow sword light transformed into dazzling blades of light, but...

Before him stood a genius emperor! An emperor who could unleash limitless possibilities in the name of love; her love was so intense that it even became tyrannical, but if used as a means of attack... then without a doubt, Nero could unleash power she herself could not have imagined.

"Hmm! I will defeat you, Caesar! I can feel... I can feel the will of the Roman citizens, my will, the will of humanity..."

And, human love.

"Here! Witness my talent, and let thunderous applause resound!"

Nero opened her arms, and a sacred and dazzling golden light shone forth, filling the theater with an elegant and magnificent atmosphere as she closed her eyes.

Fiery red roses fell from the sky!

It seems to be setting off Nero's graceful and beautiful figure.

"This is yours..."

Caesar's obese body was propelled by the scorching flames, and he took two steps back. The blinding light almost blinded him!

"Build it! Yuzhishangtian!"

"Then praise it! This golden theater!"

"This is my Roman barrier, um, the one I've always believed in... the one I've always believed I would achieve..."

"Golden Theater!"

Create a golden theater that benefits Nero in every way. After this barrier blooms, the scorching flames of Mount Vesuvius will attach to her primordial sword.

"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful! My descendants, this glory... truly belongs to [Rome]!"

"Accept your punishment, you false emperor [Caesar]!"

The flaming sword burned, and as the intense light flowed across its surface, a crimson beam of light erupted forth. Her figure flickered, and in an instant, she overwhelmed Caesar.

"—!"

If we don't take this seriously, things could get really bad... But it seems like it's already too late?

However, her love and devotion to Rome truly burned like a flame.

With the Master's trust and expectations, and under her own pressure, she will inevitably liberate the realm she will reach in the future.

The Theatre of Rome... seems to be taking shape.

Caesar, his spiritual core about to be pierced.

"Farewell, former emperor." Nero's heart was filled with complex emotions.

She bit her lip, recalling the feeling of killing her uncle... the feeling of each loved one dying... what was her motivation for doing all this?

Naturally it goes without saying.

I'm so ****... I want it so badly...

It's probably not something so superficial; it's that she wants to protect Rome.

However, at this moment.

Click!

Nero felt a sudden dizziness.

Everything went black before my eyes, and my brain felt like it was being torn apart with excruciating pain.

"Um...head..."

Her golden boots slipped, and she felt disoriented. Then, with a thud, Nero's empty pupils lost their light, and she collapsed to the ground.

The Golden Theater collapsed with a crash.

"That was close, I almost died."

Caesar hefted his large belly and looked with lingering fear at the red blade that had slipped to the tip of his shoe.

"But...in the end, is it still impossible to withstand this power?"

"Although you have done enough... unfortunately, this is not something I can decide."

Caesar raised the Yellow Death Sword here. This sword is the embodiment of Caesar as an invincible general, which means that he will win as soon as he strikes.

Caesar was a dog who won by doing nothing.

Huang's death was MVP.

He's ultimately just a sword stand-up pawn, but what can you do? He manifested in the world with a slacking-off Spirit Origin. If he manifested at the level of a top-tier Servant, who could control him?

Caesar sighed slightly and swung his sword down.

“My child, your love and obsession with Rome is too intense... Sometimes, this intensity can not only hurt those around you, but also hurt you and the Rome [world] that you love.”

Forgive me, my child.

Don't worry, even if you fail.

The Divine Ancestor will also shoulder the heavy responsibility and carry this world forward.

"Enough is enough, Caesar."

The moment the sword was swung down, the sharp yellow blade got stuck.

Crimson blood dripped down, and a snow-white hand, with scarlet Command Seals engraved on the back, blocked Caesar's sharp sword.

The blonde girl in the white Chaldea uniform had somehow appeared in front of Nero, gripping the sharp blade and desperately blocking Caesar's final attack.

"A foreign master... You really are... quite beautiful. Hmm, why not join our Roman Allied Army? I'm sure the Divine Ancestor will accept you."

"No, we have already decided to help Nero."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze was sharp, and her voice was firm. She gave a light snort: "It would be too un-Romantic to betray her, wouldn't you say?"

"An interesting girl..."

Caesar smiled elegantly, his nobility still evident despite his obesity: "If it were you, perhaps you could have done it too... But... betrayal? If only I had a companion like you by my side back then."

A look of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

That was perhaps one of the saddest times in Caesar's life.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka knew about the tragic end of this great man.

Caesar looked at Nero and seemed to see a combination of god and demon, love and evil... This was the essence of Nero, and indeed of all Rome.

"Then, this child... will be in your care."

"Well, leave it to me."

A crimson star breath flickered in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand.

"Wait a minute," Caesar suddenly said.

"What? You want to surrender... Well, actually, it's not impossible with my Mystic Eyes..."

“No, of course not. As a dead person, should I interfere with this child’s future and…” Caesar looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka seriously: “There is something I must tell you: something called the Holy Grail is kept in the capital city of the United Rome, and one of them is in the hands of a court magician who possesses it.”

"Holy Grail?"

"Yes, and there isn't just one Holy Grail. The other Holy Grail that caused this upheaval seems to be in the hands of the Celtic Queen in the north. Whether it's the Alliance or the Empire, in any case, the Queen seized Gaul from Rome. If you don't find a way to attack, one day she will lead a combined force of Britain and Gaul to attack, won't she?"

"How ironic... that Gauls, so devoted to freedom, could not regain their freedom even after Rome fell from power?"

Don't you feel ashamed to say that?

Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but want to complain.

"Absolutely not, because I trampled on the free will of the Gauls for my own benefit and the benefit of Rome. It's no longer a matter of simple justice and evil; after all, at the very least, there's a lot of money to be made from conquering Gaul."

How shameless! Doesn't this arrogant imperial attitude just make others even angrier?

Enough talk, take my iron fist judgment!

Chapter 55 Let's train hard in the Roman bath!

Palatine Palace in Rome, Nero's Palace.

At the center of the Golden Palace is a magnificent garden, with a colossal bronze statue of Nero standing 120 feet tall in the middle of the courtyard. Behind this giant Nero is a huge artificial fountain and an artificial lake... However, if you look at it from a different angle, it always seems as if the giant Nero is picking flowers in the artificial lake.

Well, it's a pity that this golden palace didn't survive because it was demolished after Nero's death... and then many years later, Trajan, the bathhouse owner, built a bathhouse on top of it.

However, if this were to get out, His Majesty Claudius would lose all his beautiful face.

So forget it.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash brought Nero, who was exhausted from using the [Subspecies Barrier], back here to rest, and then reported the situation to Chaldea.

"Ah, so that's how it is. According to Caesar, not only the former emperors of Rome, but even the unaffiliated servants who originally appeared in this singularity seem to have become our enemies. This is troublesome, which means... apart from His Majesty Nero, we have no allies who can fight alongside us!"

"This is hopeless! What should we do... We need to get Leonardo da Vinci to come up with a solution... hiccup."

Dr. Roman slumped as he chewed on a sesame bun, smacking his lips as he did so.

“Don’t complain at times like this, Dr. Roman… wait, what did you eat, doctor?” Mashu frowned and asked.

“Sesame bun, what’s wrong?” Dr. Roman paused for a moment and asked blankly.

"That's a sesame seed packet I prepared for you, senior, to reward you when I get back," Mashu said indignantly, angrily wanting to unleash a backhand strike.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

"Dr. Roman, why are you eating what I prepared for my senior?!"

"Because I just reached out to take Kiyohime's portion, and she almost roasted me to a crisp."

Doctors are the worst!

Miss Mashu angrily shut down the communication, leaving Dr. Roman to play by himself.

For some reason, ever since she became a Dead Apostle, Mash has felt herself becoming increasingly strange.

To be honest, she was originally able to maintain her Heroic Spirit power because of her purity, but now her body is a complete mess, so how can she maintain her purity?

Marisbury may have foreseen the appearance of Fujimaru Ritsuka, but it's unlikely he did... at least, not this Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Mashu stood in the corridor of the palace pavilion, gently stroking the ivory-white marble handrail, looking through the round archway at the cool moonlight shining down from the full moon—the Mediterranean climate does have this advantage, the full moon is bright, the stars are twinkling... so since ancient times, places with this climate have had a very developed classical astronomy.

The reason is simple: the weather and the stars are beautiful.

However, a fiery halo still enveloped the earth like an angel's halo.

Mashu's pink hair cascaded down, her bangs obscuring her jewel-like right eye, giving her a beautiful yet somewhat aloof appearance, like a graceful, static beauty. A wisp of silver-white gauze draped over her, complementing the moonlight, and a faint blush brushed against her snow-white shoulders. Looking closer, one could see the Moon Valley nestled among the mountains.

The girl placed her hand on this spot, quietly feeling her heartbeat.

Under the silent moonlight, all the noise of the world was swept away, and perhaps only now could she truly feel her own heart.

"My senior trains every night. Although I'd like to spend more time with her... it's best not to disturb her for now..."

Senior... you've been training very hard.