Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Are you crying?

Boudica instinctively wiped her cheek.

Am I crying?

How could that be? This is to destroy Rome...

"These are tears of joy as Rome is about to be destroyed! You see, I will... make the new, happy nation rise again from the ruins of Rome! Let the glory of Britain once more protect her people!"

"With that illusory Holy Grail...?"

Martha lowered her eyes and sighed sadly.

"Really? Well, you really are... pathetic..."

"Shut up! Shut up! Stop talking, you...stop talking!"

Boudica's beautiful face was contorted with blood and tears as she hysterically roared, raised her sword, and stabbed.

Go to your Lord, Martha!

Martha closed her eyes sadly.

Boudica's tears fell onto the lavender, and the sorrowful sword light transformed into a crescent moon...

————!

The cold glint of the sword was about to pierce Martha's throat in an instant.

boom!

The sound of being thrown backwards reached her ears, and Martha opened her eyes in disbelief.

"Ugh!"

It wasn't Martha who screamed.

Instead, she is a voluptuous married queen with flowing red hair and a fallen golden crown.

"Sorry I'm late, Sister Martha."

Big sister?

I'm an old lady now!

A blonde girl in white, whom Martha didn't recognize at all, stood in front of her.

The girl's arms were slightly bent, her fists gathered in front of her chest, and a mysterious scarlet color lingered around them.

Martha didn't know who the girl was, but she was absolutely familiar with the punch and the starting stance that flashed by—that was the Jacobite style that made her famous... a style inherited from her ancestors Jacob and Moses.

"Leave it to me next."

—Iron Fist Judgment!

Chapter 59 The Lavender Fields Ignited by War

"Well...!"

Boudica staggered to her feet.

"Who is it?"

"Could it be that I was careless and got hit by Martha's iron fist?"

It seems not.

Who is that?

It's Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Standing in front of Martha was Fujimaru Ritsuka. She clenched her fist, glanced back at Martha, and then extended her hand.

"You are..." Martha asked in confusion.

"I am Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Chaldea Master who came from the future to resolve the human crisis."

"Sorry, I don't quite understand..." Martha said apologetically.

"It's alright, as long as you know I'm helping you, that's enough."

"Hmm... I don't quite understand, but I can sense that you're a good kid... But how should I put it, I don't think Tarasque is something that should be left to someone else. The feud between that dragon and me should be settled by me..."

"Big Sister, don't be reckless. If we're talking about dealing with dragons..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka called out loudly.

"Invincible Mr. Siegfried, Tarasque is now in your hands!"

"Sorry, I'm not invincible... but leave the dragon to me."

The white-haired swordsman in silver armor wielded the dragon-slaying phantom sword [Balmongk], and with his toes barely touching the lake's surface, he slashed towards Tarasque. Siegfried wouldn't dare say he could defeat any other Servant... but a dragon, he could cut them down until they knelt down and called him "Daddy Siegfried."

"Who is that?"

"The legendary dragon-slaying hero Siegfried."

Martha: "Sorry, I've never heard of him... but he must be a very reliable warrior."

Of course you haven't heard of it. If you had, then there's a problem. The legend of Siegfried didn't come out for several hundred years.

The Rhône River boiled the moment the dragon Tarasque awoke, its turbid waters carrying silt and sand as they surged and roared.

Siegfried glanced in Ritsuka's direction.

"Please, please distract it."

"clear."

The dragon-slaying warrior nodded, then raised his phantom sword.

The explosions of light on the lake rose and fell, and the vibrations of the magic waves grew heavier and heavier.

He lowered his body, moving deeper into the valley while luring Tarask to move and divert the massive dragon from the battlefield.

Just as Tarasque was lured away, Mash and Nero appeared in front of Martha.

“Miss Martha, are you alright?” Mash asked.

"Hey, you know me too?"

Martha was somewhat puzzled; when had she, an old woman nearing the end of her life, become so famous...?

Moreover, Martha would never forget the red figure standing beside them... Nero Claudius. The Roman emperor, whom Martha and the other believers regarded as evil, stood before the followers of the Son of God, wielding the sharp blade of the primordial fire.

"Hmm! Brave dragon-slaying warrior Martha, I commend you for your merit in vanquishing the evil dragon... If I can overcome this crisis, I will surely bestow upon you a high position and generous salary."

"Never mind then... I have no interest in this."

Martha shook her head.

She was a believer in God and did not covet any official position in Rome.

Even though it was just an ordinary life, she lived it all this way.

"Is that so? Then I will not force you. What I need to do now is to rebuild Rome. Thank you for your contributions to the people of this land, I appreciate it... You've worked hard! Now leave this place to us."

Nero really wanted to talk to Martha more, but the current situation didn't seem to allow her to be distracted.

because--

"Rome!"

“Hmm, I am the Roman saying = Yi 17 VI also 3 (2) F 栮.

"Rome! Aaaaaah!"

Their eyes met; one was unusually ferocious, the other calm.

Boudica and Nero, the two figures embroiled in a feud between Britain and Rome, finally met at this moment.

“Senior, that seems to be the British Queen named Boudica. I can feel a deep resentment and despair emanating from her.”

"Well, although I know about the feud between Boudica and Nero, and even between Britain and Rome, and that they would surely fight each other like a powder keg if they met, I still feel that it is impossible to avoid facing such things."

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Nero and noticed that her expression remained normal, while Boudica seemed to be getting increasingly frantic.

""

Although Boudica's face was contorted and her eyes were filled with hatred, she still retained some rationality.

Instead of immediately attacking Nero, she looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash.

"So that's how it is. You're the foreigners that scoundrel magician spoke of as guardians of human history?"

Boudica spoke coldly. She didn't actually have much ill will towards Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka. At the same time, seeing Mash's shield, she felt a sense of closeness to her.

"That damned magician?" Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu exchanged a glance.

I remember Caesar mentioning before that the Roman Union had a court magician who was the mastermind behind the Holy Grail War... It seems Boudica's side has also been influenced by him?

"Hmph, just as I thought... Hand over Nero, and I'll help you crush the Roman Union."

The sound was accompanied by the roar of the Rhône River's surging waves.

The remaining petals of lavender danced wildly in the strong wind.

Boudica didn't hold a grudge about Fujimaru Ritsuka knocking her away earlier. Instead, she simply snorted and said, "I have two Servants and a demonic dragon fighting alongside me. Your chances of winning will increase significantly."

Wait, is this... an attempt to win them over?

Fujimaru Ritsuka was slightly taken aback: "Boudica, were you not forcibly summoned like Caesar, but rather an unmastered servant who protects humanity?"

""

This is true.

Boudica's hatred was amplified by Lev; even Florence couldn't forcefully control two groups of Servants simultaneously in Gaul and Spain.

So, after obtaining the Holy Grail...

She chose to fight both the Roman Empire and the Roman Union, believing that this was the only way to achieve a complete victory.

Nero lowered his eyes, puzzled, and asked:

"No, no, since you are a warrior who guards human history, you should fight alongside me to resist the Roman alliance! Boudica, are you awake? Now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves because of past grievances."

"Romans! Shut up!" Boudica glared at Nero and shouted angrily, "You have trampled on my people, destroyed my homeland... Now that your own country is about to be destroyed, you shamelessly dare to dream of uniting with me?"

Boudica: "You are truly shameless, Nero!"

"I don't believe you! I don't believe Rome! All Romans deserve to die! And you over there... if you're fighting to protect humanity, then you should be on my side!"

"Shut up! I know you have many grievances against Rome, but to resort to such despicable means to try and win over my comrades before the two armies are even facing off, Boudica, is this how you seek revenge?"

Nero stepped forward, using his not-so-tall body to block Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash.

"What a joke! You Romans have allies?! We, the Isenians, were clearly allies with you, yet you betrayed your allies. Is this what you call allies?!"

""

Nero could not refute it, because it was the truth.

Boudica's husband believed the Romans, which led to a series of tragedies. Although Nero was not directly responsible for the incident, the saying goes, "where power is concentrated, conflict is concentrated"—as long as Nero was still emperor and represented Rome, this incident was no different from what she had done.

"I believe in Nero."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stepped forward and took Nero's hand. She looked at Nero and then gave Boudica a slight apology.

"Rome and all that... to me, it's just a vast empire of the past. I'm sorry, much of your history is just a few lines in a history book to me... I shouldn't be judging you from a superior position."

“I can’t go back to my home…the world has disappeared…what else can I do but save humanity? That’s why I came to this era and met you.”

A gentle breeze brushed against Fujimaru Ritsuka's face, and the lavender at her feet swayed slightly.

“Nero has helped me a lot, and I will not betray her... So, I'm sorry, Boudica.”

"Ritsuka..."

Nero paused slightly, looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka's face, her emerald green eyes sparkling.

In this matter, Boudica's revenge can be considered justified...because Rome did indeed commit many evil deeds.

"It would be easier for you... to hand me over."

"But Nero would be very sad if that happened. Knowing that Boudica was not an enemy of the times, I actually hoped that you could defeat the Roman alliance together before deciding the victor... But I was too optimistic, wasn't I?"

“That’s impossible.” Boudica gritted his teeth, his brow furrowed. “Now that Rome has appeared before me, I must fulfill my duty of revenge! If you all try to stop me… then I will show no mercy either!”