Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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A seductive voice seemed to be whispering in my ear.

The eyes were swollen, as if they were about to burst out—an unbearable kind of madness!

"Never forgive!"

The warlock embellished the story, shouting, "I will never forgive gods, royalty, or nations! I will kill them all, and slaughter all the traitors!"

"If you don't help me, then you too will be a traitor to us, Joan of Arc!"

Joan of Arc was betrayed and sold out.

Marshal Gilles believed that the instigators of all this were those high-ranking officials and gods!

It is unforgivable that the kindest and gentlest person should suffer the most desperate death and the most heartless betrayal!

Marshal Gilles was well aware that the other party had come to invite him with sincerity and goodwill...

and so!

"I..." Marshal Gilles looked blankly at his own spirit form, staggering as he raised his combat boots.

revenge.

He's right.

We must take revenge on France.

boom!

"You fucking wake up!"

At some point, Lahail, who had crawled up from the ground, stood up with a thud. Stepping on the foul-smelling green slime, he strode forward and swung his fist at Marshal Gil!

"Commander Viniolle..."

Marshal Gilles snapped out of his daze, feeling the heavy blow to his face. He stared blankly at his former comrade-in-arms, whose sharp features were contorted with pain and anger, but whose loyalty to the saintess remained unwavering.

"Joan of Arc would never agree to such slaughter, nor would she destroy the country she had personally saved!"

"Fuck you!"

La Hire slammed his hand heavily on Gildre's breastplate, glaring angrily at him with his dark eyes.

"Should we let Lady Joan of Arc's efforts go to waste?"

"I..."

"What do you mean 'you'? Get the hell together! So what if it really is you? Have you lost even this much courage?!"

Marshal Gilles gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

He staggered back two steps, feeling dizzy and disoriented—the confusion and struggle were causing him immense pain.

"boring."

Magician Jill snorted and clicked his tongue.

"Boring! Boring! Boring! Boring! Boring! Boring!"

"I thought that as a fellow human being, I could understand you, but now it seems there's still no one who can understand my hatred and anger?"

"Forget it! These things are completely meaningless. Anyway, I will recreate a world with Joan of Arc!"

Having lost patience to turn like-minded people into comrades, Magician Jill once again cursed your decadent teachings.

"You are sinners who betrayed my Holy Maiden! You shall be executed, and even your flesh and blood shall be sacrificed to the evil god!"

Dozens of tentacles lashed out at the two of them like steel whips!

Death and despair arrive in an instant.

"Come on!"

Lahail suddenly grabbed Marshal Gil's wrist.

"Running away? Hehehehehe... Why run away? To merge with the new world, to become the foundation of our Holy Maiden—isn't that the ultimate coolness?!"

"Welcome to my blasphemous feast! A comedy in which even the gods can be mocked is about to begin!"

Magician Jill let out a high-pitched scream that sent shivers down your spine!

La Hire and Gil...

The situation is extremely critical!

P.S.: I saw everyone's votes and donations. Thank you all so much for your support. Although this book isn't very well written and didn't make it onto the click charts, I've done my best.

As for the missed updates... I've probably missed six or seven... but don't worry, I'll manage to keep this up. Starting tomorrow, I'll post 10,000 words a day.

I used to update 7,000 to 8,000 words a day, but well... I'll start updating 10,000 words a day from tomorrow, and I'll maintain this pace for now.

Let me write 4,000 words today to ask for a break.

The first singularity is also nearing its end.

However, I'm really sorry everyone, Siegfried doesn't have any scenes in this chapter... Ah, he was focused down and eliminated by Shinji and Jeanne Alter at the beginning.

Siegfried: I'm so sorry I couldn't be of any help to everyone.

Chapter 45 Fujimaru Ritsuka will never die from a woman born in a previous life.

Wake up, Ritsuka, wake up!

Ritsuka...

Wake up...

Stand incense!

A delicate yet slightly mischievous voice reached her ears, and she opened her eyes to see a girl with long golden hair who looked like a noblewoman.

Her face turned slightly red for some reason, and her usual noble and elegant demeanor vanished.

What a posture it was... It looked like a sulking little girl, her mouth open unhappily, revealing sharp shark teeth.

"...Hmm...?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened her eyes blankly and looked around. The only light source in the entire world was the virtual full moon hanging in the sky. The moon's light gently shone on the dark blue grass and white flowers, bringing an indescribable peace and relaxation to her agitated heart.

...the Sea Within the Stars...

...a thousand-year-old city...

"You've finally woken up."

Fujimaru Ritsuka composed herself and looked at the blonde girl with hazy, sleepy eyes.

"Princess?" she asked softly, her lips barely moving.

The princess was slightly taken aback. Her gaze darted around, then she casually glanced around before pursing her lips, straightening her chest, and looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka with indifferent eyes.

"It's so good that you've woken up. I was just thinking that if you hadn't woken up and had continued to sleep like this, I would have had no choice but to seal you in the Thousand-Year City."

The blonde girl raised her slender finger and pointed to a crystal coffin next to her.

Her eyes, reflected in the ornate rectangular frames made of crystal, were as deep as gently rippling lake water.

Please, please don't!

"Please don't refuse. Although it was prepared for myself, I will seal myself in a crystal coffin and sleep peacefully when I die of old age... But that's a long way off. It's no problem to lend it to you now."

The princess generously offered to lend her coffin to Fujimaru Ritsuka, but... although it was a kind offer, it's best to pass. Fujimaru Ritsuka is still somewhat averse to coffins.

"Died of old age?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, bewildered. "Weren't the True Ancestors immortal?"

"Although it is true that they are immortal, there will be a day when the True Ancestor will not be able to control his blood-sucking urge. For the True Ancestor, that will be the end of his life. Well... although for me, the arrival of that day may be longer than the extinction of humanity. Hmm... the extinction of humanity."

"Ah this..."

For Fujimaru Ritsuka, this is no different from immortality, right?

Moreover, these words are actually meaningless, since if Fujimaru Ritsuka fails, the extinction of humanity will be imminent.

Fujimaru Ritsuka let out a breath. To be honest, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive. Her consciousness should be immersed in the Starry Sea, meaning her body was still asleep, right?

Try to relax a little.

“By the way, I remember you seemed to get along very well with the new Servant you met.” The princess said casually with her eyes closed. “Hmm… I think you hugged Mash about five or six times, pinned Jeanne Alter to the ground once, kissed Elizabeth Bathory on the cheek, and now your head is resting on Marie Antoinette’s lap.”

—Queen Mary's lap as a pillow?

Sorry, please let me wake up!

That's Queen Mary, you know.

Fujimaru Ritsuka tried to sit up, but found that her lower body seemed to be fixed in place, tightly gripped like a vise. Only then did she realize that the princess was gracefully sitting on her lower body, and then reached out her delicate hand to press Fujimaru Ritsuka back down.

The scarlet eyes held an indescribable feeling, a mixture of helplessness and anger. As it slowly drew closer, one could even sense the coldness or heat of its star breath.

The way the princess was straddling Fujimaru Ritsuka was no different from immobilizing her using martial arts techniques.

"Princess... could you please get off me...?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka squeezed out syllables from her abdomen.

"Um... there's a problem with the compensation."

"I bestowed upon you the power, the authority of the True Ancestor... and accompanied you to witness the human world. But why do you treat me this way?"

A hint of confusion and dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes. The princess lowered her scarlet eyes and said, "Is this what you humans often call the 'boredom period'?"

Once the novelty wears off, Fujimaru Ritsuka will abandon the haggard princess and go find a new love!

"I won't let this go so easily. Right now, I feel like grabbing you and tearing your head apart and stirring it up... well, I am gentle, so I won't do that unless you do something really outrageous."

The princess leaned down and pressed Fujimaru Ritsuka down in an extremely intimate manner.

"So, you're still going to do it... right?"

"Such a possibility cannot be ruled out."

"As long as it doesn't suddenly summon that giant moon to crash down like before, that would be fine."

"That was just...it was all Ritsuka's fault...I didn't mean to do it. It was just to show you, who was useless, the [Imagination Manifestation], that's all."

A blush crept across the princess's face, and her gaze seemed to carry a hint of malice... Logically speaking, she was the kind of person who couldn't understand emotions and herself, existing like a "natural" phenomenon, but at this moment she looked like a girl who hadn't grown up yet.

"Hmm... I didn't have these feelings before, but watching you interact with other people [outside], the urge to complain slowly started to grow inside me. Can you understand this feeling...? It feels so strange... an unbearable feeling. I was thinking of hearing your lies or excuses... and then I thought of ignoring you... but this feeling is really hard to bear... yeah, hard to bear."

"It's all Ritsuka's fault. If Ritsuka hadn't appeared, I wouldn't be like this now."

Their breaths mingled, and he could even feel the intense heat emanating from her close proximity.

Her face was pressed very close to the ground, pure white and flawless, like moonlight.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

An untimely scream suddenly came from the side. The white-haired girl stood in the flower bushes holding a book and saw Fujimaru Ritsuka and the princess lying on top of each other.

Her face instantly swelled up, turning even redder, and she restlessly raised her hand to point at the two of them:

"What...what are you doing?!"

"Aren't you ashamed to do this at a time like this..."

The princess turned and glanced at her: "This is normal behavior for us."

"How is this possible?! Their lips are practically touching! How can normal behavior look like this?!" Olga Marie was in a state of confusion and shock, and the book in her hand involuntarily fell to the ground.

"Sharing insights on the concept of 'realizing the ideal'."

"Stop lying!"

The princess looked at her quietly, then her eyes flashed with a red light.

[Rainbow Demon Eye] activated!

"We're just doing the normal thing. You just need to do your job."

The ultimate Mystic Eyes can forcibly reverse the will, reality, and spirit of others, and can even turn shameful things into things that are perfectly normal, and tamper with people's memories and cognition—however, the Rainbow Mystic Eyes are actually used for such things, the title of the strongest Mystic Eyes is going to cry.

However, this might be very important to the princess—if the Demon Eye wanted her to have sentience, she would be grateful to her.

"Hu~~"

At this point, Fujimaru Ritsuka naturally couldn't say much more.

She simply held the princess's snow-white hands, closed one eye, and said, "I'm reflecting on my actions. I really am reflecting on them, okay?"