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Cursed Wrist Hassan.
Hassan the Cursed Wrist was an assassin.
As the name suggests, assassins are known for their assassinations; they do not necessarily possess extraordinary martial arts skills or overwhelming strength.
Lacking large-scale light-based attacks and perfect stats that surpass the limits, they have always been at a disadvantage in direct confrontations with Heroic Spirits.
Even so, Hassan still possesses advantages that other Heroic Spirits do not have.
That's the terrifying mechanism.
Instead of directly confronting the Heroic Spirits, they directly assassinate their Masters to achieve victory in the Holy Grail War.
But there's a problem.
That is, if it is an ordinary Master, the assassin's idea of killing the Master can indeed have unexpected results. After all, even if the assassin is weak, he is still a Servant, and killing a human mage is usually an easy thing.
But---
Fujimaru Ritsuka, however, is not like that.
Hassan felt a stab wound, but in that instant, the blonde girl suddenly vanished, leaving him bewildered.
Hassan of the Cursed Arm possesses an extremely high level of aura concealment; it would be truly absurd to escape right under his nose.
However, most Shadow Servants are mindless and don't have a Master, so they are much easier to deal with than regular Servants.
Where...where is that guy?
She should have been cut by the blade; she should have been able to sense it even by following the scent of blood.
Hassan looked around.
The wrecked cars and broken streets were charred black by the flames and the scorching heat, and the air was filled with the smell of solidified burning.
Darius III, wielding two massive blades, roared and slashed wildly at the air, resembling the lost martial arts technique, "Shakiba Slash."
call out---!
A golden glint flashed in Hassan's eyes.
Found her! Although the blonde girl is very fast, she can't escape Hassan's eyes!
Hassan of Cursed Arm had a cold, sinister gaze!
I've got you!
Crimson hand bones emerged from the dark robes, slowly coalescing into a crimson strike, like that of a demon!
Theoretically speaking, there is no possibility of surviving by sheer luck.
He first threw a sharp throwing knife towards the direction of the golden afterimage, then used his reddened right hand to pierce and curse in the direction she would inevitably dodge. He believed that this demonic arm could curse and kill any hero.
Won!
The moment Hassan the Cursed Wrist threw the knife, he believed that the formula for victory had already been determined!
There is nothing left —
"—?!"
Coming right in front of us!
No, how could that be?!
Hassan, the man with the cursed wrist, was greatly alarmed.
Because Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't dodge at all, but charged straight at Cursed Arm Hassan!
The throwing knife pierced the girl's body, causing excruciating pain that could make someone scream in agony.
This is insane, absolutely insane!
Fujimaru Ritsuka had three throwing knives stuck in her body.
A throwing knife pierced her left hand, penetrating her palm; another knife stabbed into her thigh, tearing a bright red wound; and yet another knife pierced her chest, penetrating the girl's ample frontal armor.
However, Fujimaru Ritsuka charged forward despite the damage from her cursed arm!
"Strange..."
The same curse had been uttered by Medusa not long ago, but it did not change his fate. His words were cut short as Fujimaru Ritsuka grabbed Hassan's neck!
"What...were you trying to say?"
“————!”
The throwing knife was forcibly pulled out, and Fujimaru Ritsuka's body healed in the blink of an eye, making Hassan feel even more desperate and helpless.
Is this the Master?
Is this guy even a Master?!
I've never heard of a Master being so powerful that they can tear a Servant apart with their bare hands!
Click.
The sound of a spine breaking rang out.
Fujimaru Ritsuka snapped Hassan's neck without hesitation, just as the human Gudako crushed the operating dog.
Cruel, cold-blooded, and violent.
Fujimaru Ritsuka originally thought she would hesitate to kill a Servant, but in fact she did not. Perhaps it was because she had become a True Ancestor, or perhaps it was because she did not regard the opposing Shadow Servants as normal life forms.
Or perhaps... she simply has this kind of personality.
After the assassin's body slowly turned into stardust spirit particles, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally turned around. At this moment, the berserk Darius III belatedly realized that his teammate had already passed away.
Fujimaru Ritsuka bit her lip.
"Roar---!"
Sizzle!
The black and red figure crashed down like a cannonball, followed by the sound of a metal shield colliding violently with the ground, sparks flying.
Mashu knelt on the ground, her arms trembling as she held onto the shield, then gasped for breath.
"Are you alright, Mashu?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka stood in front of Mashu and asked.
"It's alright... I'm sorry, senior, the enemy Servant seems to be a bit beyond my expectations. It seems I can't defeat him on my own."
Mashu said apologetically, fiddling with her armor nervously, feeling extremely guilty and resentful.
She originally wanted her seniors to see her cool side, but unexpectedly, they saw her in a disheveled state, which was really embarrassing.
"After all, he's the great hero Hercules, which is why I told you not to rush."
"Hercules is...that demigod from ancient Greece?! Wow, you actually know something like that!"
"Ah, I have my own intelligence network."
"I see, you truly are worthy of being called a senior." Mashu, without any doubt, sincerely praised him.
Actually, it was thanks to reading the Star Inscription.
Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't have any intelligence network; she's just cheating.
Just then, the berserker continued his heavy-stepping, frantic run towards this direction!
Chapter 12: Tearing apart a legendary hero!
“Stand up, Mash.”
The blonde girl reached out her hand to the shield girl, which showed that Fujimaru Ritsuka was not confident in facing the powerful Basaka.
Although Shadow Servants are much weaker than normal Servants, even if Hercules has become weaker, it doesn't mean that those who fight against him have become stronger!
The legendary hero Hercules
Fujimaru Ritsuka was unsure of herself.
Medusa and Hassan are definitely not big bosses in the game, but if Hercules appears somewhere... that will definitely be an extremely difficult level.
A bead of cold sweat involuntarily trickled down his forehead.
Fujimaru Ritsuka dared not be careless. With the enhancement magic of Olga Marie, she began to run!
"Senior, watch out! That guy—"
Mashu reminded.
"I know. So I'm entrusting my back to you."
Fujimaru Ritsuka dared not be careless. Her output was very high, but her body's defense was indeed unsatisfactory. Although as a True Ancestor, her body could regenerate itself, it would still hurt!
But there is no way.
Fujimaru Ritsuka has no combat experience.
The only image I have of a regener fighting giant chunks of flesh is from comic book scenes like Wolverine versus Hulk.
Hercules' attention was drawn to Fujimaru Ritsuka, whose aura was at its peak, her blood and qi surging as she resisted the immense pressure from the legendary hero god!
call...
Magic Eye.
By channeling a small amount of magic power from his body through the magic circuits in his eyes, he activates the magic eye's power.
It's easier said than done.
Just as Naruto couldn't easily control the Nine-Tails' power, the True Ancestor's power within Fujimaru Ritsuka's body surged continuously with the changes in her body, making it extremely difficult to control.
Stop using the Magic Eyes. They're too much of a burden for you right now.
Limitless power, limitless stamina, and limitless performance enhancements come in the opposite form: endless suffering.
In other words, the sense of touch as a planet.
Like the fourth primate killer, it can fight with the ability to outmaneuver its enemy and kill them just in time.
The difference is that, unlike primate killers, it applies to all living things on Earth.
No effort or training is required.
The true royal family, bearing the name Brunsstadt, is destined for victory once they begin fighting.
However, this power has its limits.
And this limit...
She is the vessel for the individual named Fujimaru Ritsuka. The strength of the individual vessel determines the strength of the power she can use, and the collapse of the individual means the collapse of her.
Whether the power of the Shadow Servant Hercules could exceed the limits that Fujimaru Ritsuka's body could withstand was something the girl did not know.
"but..."
What to say?
Isn't this exactly what I've wanted to do?!
"The Demonic Eye of the Rainbow——!"
Ritsuka, you...
Don't you care about yourself at all?
It seems that this is not entirely the case.
What exactly is Fujimaru Ritsuka planning to do?
With the body of a half-true progenitor bearing incomplete power, and with the will of a human, fight against an enemy that transcends limits!
"Roar---!"
Hercules, who was wielding his axe and sword, stiffened slightly, and his steaming face became extremely ferocious!
Even though he lost his rationality due to his madness, Heracles was still Heracles. The legendary hero's body stiffened for a moment before he charged forward again!
At that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka rushed to his face, her fists like blood claws, leaving deep red bloodstains on Hercules' body!
You really do have a... violent and inelegant fighting style... watch out!
The moment the princess's voice suddenly rang out, Fujimaru Ritsuka's vision was instantly covered by blackness. It was a huge axe sword that was much larger than her whole body. The air exploded as it was cleaved, the ground shattered, and rocks tumbled!
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