Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 152 Tony: Will Win
It has been a long time since Ritsuka Fujimaru woke up from the hospital.

Even in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, he often suffered various serious injuries, but he was able to get up and continue fighting again with full energy after lying down for a while.

Not to mention that now that he has mastered the reversal technique, even Orario's recovery potion is not a necessity for Fujimaru. It is purely a thing used to speed up recovery efficiency in emergency situations.

But this time, he lay down.

"Unfamiliar ceiling."

Lying in the makeshift medical center of Orario, Fujimaru stared blankly at the ceiling, counting the number of floating dust particles.

Tony, who was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, said, "Yeah, the strange ceiling - oh shit! I can't get the fruit."

Tony's entire body was wrapped up like a white silkworm, with an exaggerated-looking plaster around his neck. His left leg was wrapped in white cloth and hung up, and his right leg was naturally bent upwards, supporting his left leg.

His head was also wrapped in white cloth, so his hairstyle could not be seen. Only the weathered facial curves of a forty-year-old man, covered in grease, were exposed.

Tony stretched out his hand to take the apple at hand, but found that he could not reach it. The apple could only spin in place after being stressed.

"Ritsuka, do you want to help the elderly peel apples?"

Tony was devoted to expressing his unplaced sense of humor with others, while Fujimaru was looking back—

Looking back at the long and unclear night of yesterday.

The tiger was lured away from the mountain, the human bomb, the massive attack of the dark faction, the arrival of Alfia and Chardo, the appearance of the evil god, the provocation to all of Orario, and Tony's rescue, Blank toying with the opponent's army, and -

Alfea's magic that unlocks the limits.

In the end, angered by Tony's provocation, Alfia cast a spell of unknown strength.

one strike.

Even with Siegfried's defense, Fujimaru was still in danger.

The sound waves come from all directions, attacking without any blind spots.

Even the 'back', which is a weak point, is included.

Tony was nearly annihilated, and the producer of [Armor that counters whoever he counters] once again used his magical buff. Fortunately, Fujimaru took the last wave of damage, otherwise Tony would have been reborn in another world for the second time.

As for Fujimaru, he also lost his ability to pursue after saving Tony, and could not catch up with Alfia and Chardo who left.

After just one last glance at the two men, [Absolute Evil] disappeared into the night sky.

And then..
After a whole night of fighting, Fujimaru kept switching, activating the Heroic Spirit, using reversal techniques and black flash, and his brain had already reached its limit.

The blood wouldn't stop flowing, and the accumulated wounds on his body were so horrific that the doctor who was treating him burst into curses.

Tsk, no matter which world he is in, Fujimaru is often scolded for not taking care of his body.

Of course, the greatest damage was indeed because Medea was defeated head-on by Alfia and temporarily dissipated. The fall of the Heroic War God would also cause the Master himself to suffer corresponding damage - this is new information.

but
Achilles

Medea

【Siegfried】

Magic, super speed, dragon body.

Within the limits of what he could do, Fujimaru kept switching Heroic Spirits, trying his best to ensure the safety of the people around him, and also allowing his own combat power to soar to the limit.

He gave it his all.

but.
This is not to discourage people, but it is true——

I was unable to make Alfia use her full strength.

Even though I clearly sensed Alfia's relief, satisfaction, and appreciation
That's not right either, it's not enough.

Even if the other party is the "strongest" in this world view, it won't work.

Fujimaru couldn't accept it and couldn't tolerate it.

A level 3 body is still not enough.

Although level 3 might be able to beat Medea to the point where she couldn't walk, it would not be enough for Achilles and Siegfried.

Fujimaru must reach at least level 4, and then with the help of simple domain, cursed power, and command spells, he can raise his attributes to the equivalent of level 6, and then he can perfectly play the role of top-notch heroic spirits such as Achilles and Siegfried.

That way, it would be considered a 'battle' rather than a 'teaching'.

No, I can't be a challenger anymore.

Stronger.

Stronger
Can you win if you become stronger?
Thinking of Alfia's final burst of magic power, Fujimaru found himself increasingly unsure of that person's limit.

Could it be, Alfia?
Has he reached the level of great heroes like Karna and Rasulullah?
Click
Clenching his fists, Fujimaru frowned in thought.

Reflect on your own shortcomings in combat.

And thinking
[Alfia's release]

[The Evil God’s Speech]

Contradictions continued to accumulate, and the fog that eventually formed was slowly dispelled by the Master.

Then, he came up with an answer that he couldn't confirm.

"They don't want to kill high-level adventurers."

Tony suddenly interrupted from the side.

"But he is merciless to low-level adventurers and does not hold back on civilians either. How can I explain this?" Tony smacked his lips while eating an apple.

“It’s like a trial.”

Trial?

For whom.

Orario?

Why?

A questionable answer will only lead to more questions.

But no further words are needed.

Ritsuka and Tony.

These two people, as well as the blank space that is not here, must understand the answer to the question.

And just as the silence faded away——

"Is this ward here okay?"

A gentle and wise voice, with such a mature tone but a voice that could be described as childish.

The door of the ward opened, and the blonde dwarf walked in with a smile, and behind him, Livilia also had some slight bandage marks on her body.

"Finn?"

"Hey, Fujimaru."

After saying hello, Livilia nodded to Finn and Tony who was lying next to them and walked to Fujimaru's bed. Finn: "How is your health?"

"Totally ok, I want to go to the dungeon."

boom!
Finn didn't say anything. On the side, Livilia, whose body was wrapped in bandages and who only had a little strength left, would not tolerate Fujimaru. She hit Fujimaru's head directly with her magic stick, and the elf royal posture that she had just barely maintained was gone.

"You! You! [Fairy swear word]!"

Livilia had never seen such an expression on her face, anger, sadness, impatience, and more formed by guilt and shame, an unclear turbidity. Her usually gentle and stern face now had a forbidden blush, not shyness, but the surge of blood.

It goes without saying that it was because of the war with the dark faction.

The defense line where Livilia was located was lost, and the power of war was handed over to the younger generation of the clan, who was also seriously injured.

This made Livilia, who denied it on the surface but considered herself the head of the family more than anyone else, very angry and blamed herself.

lv6.

The most powerful magician in the city.

Fairy Princess.

So many reputations were shattered in the face of that absolute natural disaster.

In the entire city, perhaps only Livilia can now best sense the irrationality and monstrosity of Alfia.

But Fujimaru stopped them all by himself, and kept doing so until the situation was reversed.

Relieved? Yes, but Livilia had to vent her anger on others, which made her even more angry at her own temper, and then even angrier.

It’s a vicious cycle, and I don’t know who can help.

——The above words all appeared on Finn's face.

help me.

Finn kept smiling and looked at Fujimaru, and the boy nodded after a slight pause.

"Rivilia."

The young man called out to his direct senior, who stopped swearing and frowned, as if he wanted to listen to what he had to say.

So, Fujimaru said.

"Injury, are you okay?"

"you!"

Caring, caring with a smile, on the hospital bed, the young man, wearing a gray and white wide-sleeved shirt and a hospital gown that was too big for him, leaned lightly against the head of the bed.

The face without a trace of blood looked pale, and the lips were thin, as if revealing the withering spring.

She looked at him with a slight look, the hair on her forehead slightly disturbed, the lines of her profile clear, and in her clear, bright pupils, there was neither fear of death nor regret for failure, but only a bit of Zen, purity, and concern.

Riveria's annoyance paused for a moment.

Then it became even more prosperous.

Abuse yourself, ignore yourself, and only care about others.

Fujimaru's behavior made Livilia furious to the extreme - she turned around and walked out of the ward angrily, and only after a while could she hear a few heavy noises in the corridor.

"You're not the kind of person I want to comfort." Finn's mouth twitched as he watched Livilia walk away.

"For a gentle person like Livilia, this is the only way to be effective."

Fujimaru smiled.

"And then, how did it go?"

Sitting up slightly on the bed, Fujimaru looked at Finn and asked seriously.

"It's not going well--" Finn sighed, then turned to the other two people in the room and said, "Mr. Tony, you should listen to this too."

"On the first night of the conflict, although we completely destroyed the underground water base of the Dark Faction, it was accompanied by huge trauma."

"Needless to say, there were casualties, but more importantly, the sewer pipes and several important sections of the waterway were destroyed."

"Then there's the outer layer of Orario. When Alfia and Chardo came in, they smashed a huge gap in the city wall. It was the passage for the monsters to come in. We have to allocate more people to deal with those endless things."

"Then there was the internal damage. When the battle started, the northeast and southwest streets were directly confronted by Chardo and Alfia. Although you, Fujimaru, managed to maintain the battle line over there, the northeastern battle line was basically completely broken. Ota fell down three times and stood up three times, but he was unable to stop Chardo from destroying the things over there."

"The economic loss is not a big deal, but Chardo destroyed the residence of Oralie Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, and the granary she controlled. To be honest, it's a bit difficult to deal with."

Finn poked his temple with his thumb and closed his eyes. His expression was not stern, but it was definitely not relaxed.

"Thanks to the new members of the Hermes family who took over the command, we were able to retain at least 80% of the enemy's forces."

“But it’s still difficult.”

"The other side is using a new type of magic stone ignition and explosion technology, a terrorist-style self-destruction operation. After killing people, they will also use fear and religion to control and capture new reinforcements. In the end, all we can do is change the formation, adjust the battle line, and try to minimize the damage here."

The self-destruction tactic is equivalent to directly abolishing the "Warrior", the most common profession in Orario.

Because close combat is not allowed, and the warrior does not have a health bar as thick as a tank.

Orario can now only fight back against the Dark Faction with Heavy Vanguards and Archers. Unfortunately, the Heavy Vanguards are okay, but there are not many people who are good at using long-range archers.

And even if we gather enough people to resist these, what should we do with the extra soldiers?

There were too many things to think about. Most people would have had a mental breakdown long ago. Only Finn could sit here and communicate with Fujimaru with a calm face.

"But regarding the self-destruction tactics—" Finn looked at Tony, "Teacher Tony (San), do you have any ideas?"

"Ok, leave it to me~"

?

froze in place.

Finn didn't expect Stark to agree so easily.

"Hmm? Don't look at me like that."

Tony ate his apple, frowned and turned his head away.

"This is part of the plan - at least that's what the two little guys from the Hermes family said."

"The original words were - this is not a 'battle lost or won', but a 'half-time break in an ongoing battle'."

"Do not worry."

"Destroying 80% of the enemy's forces will complete the strategic goal, pushing the battle situation to the point of [a high-end combat force showdown]."

"That's enough."

Click.

Tony took a bite of the apple and muttered that the image looked familiar, speaking casually and nonchalantly.

"It will win."

(End of this chapter)