Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Finally, after much hesitation, Olga Marie mustered the courage to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Can you let me go back? I'm the director of Chaldea, and the entire Chaldea needs me to keep it running. I can't just die like this, without knowing why!"

Olga Marie felt incredibly embarrassed, her face burning red. This wasn't because she was shy or anything, but simply because, as the proud head of the Animusfia family, this was a loss of dignity.

"That's impossible, Chief!"

"because--"

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head and looked at Olga Marie: "Almost all of Chaldea's Masters perished in the previous incident!"

"What...what did you say? Don't joke around, how could that be possible at a time like this! As long as the interrupter in the central control room is still there, it will automatically cut off the power if there is any danger in the transfer of spirit particles..." The director's voice trembled.

"Sorry, the central control room is gone."

"Eh?"

"When I tore through the frame and returned to the central control room, I didn't see a single living human being except for Mashu. I don't know who planted the bomb in the control room and killed everyone! I barely managed to escape."

? !

This is the truth.

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not deceive Olga Marie; she knew that. Her involvement in the spirit particle transfer itself meant that Chaldea was in serious trouble.

—Chaldea is finished.

at last!

at last!

Olga Marie's shock has exceeded all limits!

Her beautiful eyes lost their luster, and sweet tears streamed down her cheeks.

Her father entrusted Chaldea to her, but she turned it into this mess...

Director Olga Marie collapsed into Fujimaru Ritsuka's arms, and this seemingly strong and tough woman finally cried in despair.

Chapter 10: The Advantage Lies With Me; I Will Protect the Director's Red Pantyhose!

"Don't cry, Director, don't cry—"

"Don't be like that, am I some kind of little kid who needs comforting?! You don't need to put on this act to comfort me..."

Olga Marie turned her head away: "If you want to use me as a blood bag, then go ahead... Isn't blood from a broken heart delicious enough?"

give up.

How could humans possibly defeat Dead Apostles and True Ancestors? Besides, her father, Maris Billy, was the mastermind behind Mash's Heroic Spirit Fusion Experiment.

So even if Olga Marie were killed here, she wouldn't have any complaints.

"Woo..."

"Huh? No, what does this mean... Is the director running a fever? He seems a bit delirious."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Mash with a puzzled expression.

Mashu shook her head: "I don't know either, maybe it was from being too frightened."

Why would I need to suck blood?

She sees you as the true ancestor of depravity.

The princess's voice echoed in my mind.

Once the True Ancestor loses control of his blood-sucking urge and frantically consumes human blood, he will degenerate into an evil creature like a demon king.

That's why I asked you to suppress your blood-sucking urges. For True Ancestors, it's best not to suck blood unless absolutely necessary.

Fallen True Ancestor...

In other words, will I one day become like a Fallen Ancestor? Unable to suppress my vampiric urges, I will harm others.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes dimmed slightly. She chuckled softly and then shook her head.

This is the price I've paid.

The price to gain the power of the stars.

Olga Marie revealed her snow-white, jade-like neck. She gave up turning her head away, and tears of despair streamed from the corners of her eyes.

Her pitiful, helpless appearance, ready to be picked, was quite touching.

Although she is the director, she is essentially just an ordinary girl who has lost her father. It is far too heavy for her to bear the responsibility of Chaldea.

—Go ahead and smoke if you want!

The juicy and delicious head of the department whetted one's appetite; the snow-white skin of her neck was fair with a rosy glow, and Fujimaru Ritsuka could even see the juicy, light-colored veins inside.

You're going to use this to test the True Ancestor?

Which true ancestor couldn't withstand such a test?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka licked her dry lips and parched throat, her teeth chattering.

Facing the frail and weak Olga Marie, he wanted to pierce her veins with his sharp teeth and suck out her sweet and delicious blood.

He wanted to completely possess her, control her, and bully her, making Olga Marie his servant.

This urge to suck blood is really hard to resist!

Fujimaru Ritsuka kept trying to control her impulses through her breathing.

Director Olga Marie is like a delicious cream cake; one bite and it melts in your mouth.

Shaking her head, Fujimaru Ritsuka suppressed her urge to suck blood. She was currently in a stage where sucking blood quickly was fine, but not sucking blood wouldn't cause any major problems.

"call....!"

If one day I might become a Fallen Ancestor, then at least while I still have the ability to do something—

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Mashu, supporting the cross-shaped evil shield, looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka's constantly changing expression and flickering eyes with a worried expression.

"It's nothing, Mashu, let's go!"

"Um...okay, but what do we do now?"

Faced with Mashu's question, Fujimaru Ritsuka simply closed one eye, her resolve unwavering yet filled with a smile: "Is there even a question? Of course, it's about saving human history!"

Olga Marie: Saving Human History?

Something's not right here... How should I put it, the idea of ​​True Ancestors and Dead Apostles saving humanity is just too weird, isn't it?!

Olga Marie didn't dare to interrupt, and just continued to shrink back.

But why doesn't this guy drink my blood? Is it because I'm not charming enough, or because my noble blood isn't noble enough?

If blood were compared to wine, the blood of the Olga Marie family would undoubtedly be the noblest, like a wine with an AOC certificate.

Sometimes a woman's heart is just so conflicted. On one hand, she's afraid of being exploited, but on the other hand, not being exploited makes her feel a sense of loss and resentment.

"Seriously, what am I thinking!"

Olga Marie shook her head, then patted her cheeks to cheer herself up!

Go Olga Marie!

Coming to her senses, Olga Marie noticed that Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka were looking at her with concern.

"The director...the director's been scared out of his wits!"

The half-dead girl said sadly, her face contorted with grief.

"How pitiful! We must take good care of the director (his pantyhose)."

"It was said by the half-true ancestor girl."

Olga Marie blushed, and tears welled up in her eyes again, filled with shame and indignation.

I've actually become the object of pity.

What... what kind of situation is this?!

"Hold me tight, Director."

Fujimaru Ritsuka used her legs to exert force, and her strong physique allowed her to move lightly within the building.

"Ugh... Oh my god, this... this is too high!"

The sudden leap frightened Olga Marie; she wasn't as tough as she appeared, but was actually a coward.

In fact, the important characters with names and identities, such as the director of Chaldea and the Master of Group A, basically have a persona that is extremely inconsistent with their inner thoughts.

Fearing she would fall, Director Olga Marie could only wrap her arms around Fujimaru Ritsuka's neck, her warm and shapely body pressed tightly against Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Senior, wait for me!"

Mash followed after him, carrying her shield.

"Roar---!"

A roar like that of a raging beast suddenly erupted, and heavy footsteps pounded the earth. Even if the three girls were tied together, his enormous body wouldn't be as thick as his terrifying arms!

Black hair danced in the air as massive axe-swords cleaved through the air, producing a buzzing sound as they cut through the air.

In the steel forest, the steel-like giants panted heavily, their bodies radiating an incomplete, corrupted divine aura that made people feel an intense sense of oppression.

"Could this be... a berserker?!"

Olga Marie exclaimed, "Why is the Berserker here?!"

The investigation in Fuyuki City was not going well. In the process of searching for suitable ley lines, the situation became worse and worse, as if to prove what Director Olga Marie often said, "Why am I the only one who is so unlucky?" One after another, Shadow Servants and Familiars tried to completely eliminate her!

"Who knows? They're probably here to kill us. Looks like we have no choice but to go for it..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka quietly watched the enormous beast standing in the middle of the road. She held her breath, her mind racing, her eyes fixed on the berserker's every move.

This guy—!

That's pretty strong!

"Senior, leave it to me! You protect the director this time! As your servant who protects you, I can't let you put yourself in danger again and again!"

"Mashu, don't go later, you'll get ripped off!"

Seemingly inspired by Fujimaru Ritsuka's feat of killing Medusa with three punches, Mashu decides that this time she will protect her senior and the director herself!

But Mash, don't rush in!

This guy is completely different from the Shadow Follower from before. For a newbie like you to dare to go and fight him is truly admirable...

Will it win?

Guaranteed death!

However, Mashu seems to be able to regenerate on her own; as long as she isn't instantly reduced to ashes, she simply won't die.

Arrogance requires skill and ability.

For creatures that are difficult to kill, even if there are discrepancies in the data on paper, as long as their health bar is long enough, they can remain invincible.

So there's really no need to worry too much.

The girl with the cross-shaped evil shield faced the suddenly appearing wild berserker with unwavering determination!

However, at this time!!!

"Ah ah ah ah ah---!"

"Chief, don't shout like that!"

"No, over there, look over there! Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

Two dark figures, two dark figures like black lumps of coal, appeared behind Fujimaru Ritsuka and Olga Marie!

Shadow Followers!!!

and also!

One was an assassin-like figure, and the other was a burly man with pure black skin and gilded stripes, gripping a riding whip. Although not as fierce as a berserker, he was still a terrifyingly tough guy!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's bloodshot eyes showed agitation. She was holding Yi Lin (1) Qi Wu Jiu I*V Jiu Yu, the director, and couldn't free her hands at the moment.

But should we run away?