Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 181 Tiamat Check
The falling white snow hit the transparent glass of the train. Gilded patterns were inlaid on both sides of the train. The front of the train roared with a buzzing jet, extending into the distance, breaking through the blurry white mist and moving forward along the rails.

dong dong.

"Sir, the black tea you ordered."

"Well, thank you."

The conductor opened the door of the VIP room and respectfully served black tea.

His attitude stemmed from the temperament of the person in front of him. To be honest, as a train conductor for so many years, he had seen all kinds of strange people. This train, which was specially provided by the Magic Association, had been ridden by all kinds of big shots.

But he had never seen Fujimaru Ritsuka like this.

There is almost a difference in life level between him and the 'magician' he is familiar with.

"The train will arrive at the Antarctic area in an hour. For the rest of the journey, you and the Chaldean personnel will need to submit a pass."

"I know," Ritsuka smiled at the dutiful flight attendant, who spoke after a brief hesitation.

".Although it may be a bit nosy, Chaldea does not have a good reputation in the Magic Association. The danger of that place is recognized by the entire Magic Association. Please be careful."

"Ah."

After seeing the conductor off with a helpless smile, Ritsuka placed the still hot tea on the coffee table in the compartment, sat down, and looked at the woman opposite him.

"Alfia, your tea, oh, and the frosting cookies."

"I've heard it a long time ago, no need to emphasize it."

Alfia just looked at the scenery outside the window, a little dazed.

She wore a black dress that had not changed from the previous period. The style was similar to French court dress, and she generously showed off her fair shoulders, collarbones, and deep cleavage.

The corset hugs the body, outlining an elegant and well-proportioned figure. The soft and elastic leather and silk are interwoven, decorated with exquisite and noble patterns.

The black armbands added a touch of aristocratic temperament. The skirt was close to the thighs and then gradually spread out to form a flowing skirt.

The most eye-catching thing is the green gem necklace hanging on the bra. The facets are perfect, reflecting the light and shadow around it. Just looking at the pure dark green is like falling into a dazzling green lake. The black silk is like a river, tightly connecting the gem and the bra. One's eyes can't help but linger on that place, and are attracted by the pure white surroundings like snow.

"What are you looking at."

Cold but not angry, Alfia turned her head calmly, and her heterochromatic eyes swept over Fujimaru quietly.

"Hmm? Gems?"

Li Xiang told the truth.

".Ha, I really hope that stupid nephew of mine won't become like you in the future." Alfia sighed.

"That white-haired boy, right? Well, I have a feeling that he will become very powerful in the future."

"."

That's what I'm worried about.

"A man is not necessarily better the better he is. Sometimes stupid children can be lovable."

Ritsuka: “?”

Alfia didn't say much.

She inexplicably felt that Fujimaru Ritsuka was not the kind of person who was suitable to take care of children.

"enough."

Picking up the tea, Alfia took a sip.

But even at this moment, she was looking at the scenery outside the window.

It has been like this since I came into this world.

Look out the window, into this different world.

No, that's not right.

Not because of 'different'.

But because——I can see it carefully.

"Body, are you adapting?"

"Thanks to you." Alfia said in a vague voice, "I will say thank you, but I will just wait a moment. I need to prepare myself mentally."

The body is just the body.

A body created by Fujimaru Ritsuka's [Heroic War God].

Just like Miyamoto Musashi did at that time, he used the reverse technique to create a body and gave his brain to Alfia to use, almost completely "resurrecting".

The soul affects the body, so the resurrection accomplished in this way is in every sense the same person, a complete resurrection.

There should be no difference between him and the heroic spirit when he was alive.

but.
Alfia is a special case.

She was cursed by her own world, a curse that could not be shaken until death.

And she did die.

Carrying one's own sins, facing death, facing infamy, and carrying the shame forever.

Even her only relative, a boy named Bell, only knew the name of 'Alfia' from other people before he knew the truth - the name of a criminal who attempted to overthrow Orario.

Alfia had no problem with that.

Because the one sitting here is not the adventurer Alfia.

But it is a pure weapon, a magician who takes that as his origin, has the same soul as him, but has abandoned all missions and only offers rewards to the "hero who killed him".

Fight the evildoers and enslave the evildoers.

Alfia has a clear understanding of her status as a 'prisoner'.

Unlike the Heroic Spirits who need to be tamed, Alfia does not need Command Spells and battles to cultivate feelings. She is loyal to Fujimaru and only uses herself as a weapon.

But even weapons need maintenance.

Looking into the distance, it was a rare snow scene in Orario in my impression.

A gorgeously decorated train, falling snow, warming black tea, and sweet desserts.

".Such a sweet thing is not good for your health." Alfia seemed to have some complaints about the frosting cake. As an extremely weak patient who vomited blood at any time in her previous life, her requirements for health were quite demanding.

"But it doesn't matter now." Ritsuka didn't care. He cut half of it and left it to Alfia, and ate the rest himself. "The Heroic War God is equivalent to using me as a spiritual base, so the physical level is exactly my own level. I think I am still quite healthy."

Hearing this, Alfia's hand paused slightly.

After a while, when Fujimaru finished his portion and was also looking at the scenery outside the window, Alfia slowly picked up the fork.

Well.

It’s quite delicious.
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After the train arrives at the station, the rest of the journey can only be reached by walking or using an off-road vehicle.

He doesn't need a vehicle. With his level 5 physical fitness, Ritsuka can easily move through the wind and snow even without using cursed power.

The temperature in Antarctica was no different to him than a cold shower, no, a slightly cooler winter.

"Alfia, are you okay wearing so little?"

"Stupid, you also said that this is the same quality as your own body, since you don't feel it, how can I feel cold." On the side, holding up her skirt, Alfia insisted on walking with her body. No, I don't think you will be cold.

Ritsuka said nothing, but simply glanced at Alfia's outfit.

What he was worried about was whether the people of Chaldea would have any strange reactions when they saw him bringing home such a beautiful woman who was dressed coolly.

Probably not?
It shouldn't be a big problem, after all, there are places like this in Chaldea everywhere.

But Ritsuka really couldn’t understand why these heroes always liked to wear things like sexy outfits.

Wouldn't it be better to dress as tightly as you do?

After a while, the two of them arrived at the designated location on foot.

There is no such structure as a 'gate' in Chaldea.

Even if there is, there is no concept of gatekeepers. The staff in Chaldea are not as powerful as a finger of a heroic spirit. If there is an enemy invasion, all the monsters and demons in Chaldea will find a way to punish the enemy.

Especially recently, after Ritsuka left Chaldea, everyone has been holding their breath.

So when Ritsuka arrived at the gate of Chaldea, he quickly felt the presence.

A powerful breath.

A powerful aura coming from within Chaldea!
Approaching, approaching, approaching at super high speed.

Who could it be? !

The first Servant to welcome Ritsuka Fujimaru in Chaldea!
Could it be Achilles, who is known as the fastest Servant?

Could it be Ritsuka's accomplice, the Count of Chaldea's Camera King?
No, just running fast may not be useful, you also need extraordinary perception!
Then, could it be those people with clairvoyance? In terms of running! Merlin is very confident.

It's all possible! It's all possible!

So, what is it?

"My cub!"

Childish, yet high-pitched.

At the end of the melody, there is a high-frequency tremor.

It should have been the voice of a little girl, but it carried a judgment that could not be ignored - the aftermath of joy alone swept across the entire Antarctic.

Let it tremble.

【Aaaaa————】

The sky was shaking and the earth was trembling.

The moment the spirit base approached, Alfia's spirit was stretched to the limit.

It's the same emotion as seeing the top monster.

Beyond Leviathan.

Beyond Behemoth.

even
I can feel a similar sense of oppression as that of the black dragon!
“Who is it!?!”

Even though Fujimaru told her that everyone inside was a friend, Alfia still had to subconsciously add a circle of [Silent Garden] around Ritsuka's body.

Isolate from all physical and spell damage, a youthful version of Avalon.

Using Fujimaru Ritsuka's 'perfect body', even though it was only level 5, Alfia, the envied genius, burst out with a defense far exceeding that of level 7!
The blue blurry shadow that suddenly pushed open the gate of Chaldea and rushed towards Fujimaru also ran into the [Silent Garden]

Explosion!

"Ok?"

A strange sound was heard, and [Silent Garden] was unable to exert its due effect in repelling the enemy.

It felt strange, as if Alfia's magic didn't want to hurt the other person.

It was incomprehensible, but just when Alfia was surprised, there was someone who was even more surprised than her.

The blue-haired little girl fell to the ground.

And it was only at this point that Alfia was able to fully see the other person's presence.

blue.

Blue, blue, blue.

Both her clothes and hair are as blue as the sea, her skin is so milky white that it makes people doubt whether there is such a thing as "pores", and her eyes are red and pink.

The hair was quite long and tied behind her head in a very troublesome way. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that not only was her hairstyle strange, but she also had curled horns on her head, which looked like two inward-contracting epsilons.

How pure it is, the spring plum blossoms bloom in the snow.

How pure it is, the autumn chrysanthemum covered with frost.

How quiet it is, the pines grow in the empty valley.

How beautiful it is, the clouds reflect the clear pond.

The moment you look at each other, relaxation and fatigue naturally cling to your instinct.

It is as if being sunk into the mother's arms, as if falling into the sea where life is born.

Beauty, warmth
The moment Alfia was stunned, Tiamat had already turned his head.

Wrinkling his nose, Tiamat touched the tip of his nose that had just hit the [Silent Garden] in a daze.

There was a slight redness there.

A storm that was powerful enough to blow a level 7 away from half of Orario would not be able to harm Tiamat, the Mother Goddess.

But Tiamat doesn't care about that now.

She looked carefully at Alfia's face, then looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka who was smiling and greeting her.

First I was happy, then I was confused.

Tiamat:?
Then he looked at Alfia's body which had excellent breastfeeding function.

? !
Could it be that.
At that moment, the Mother Goddess thought of——

【Real memory】

Tiamat Bond 4 Language: [It is important to have good grades, but it is also important to have a good partner. Are you in a relationship? If so, bring that person back to show mom. ]

[I will use Tiamat check to reject them all.]

?

Really?
Silence for half a second.

Tiamat looked up.

She turned sideways, raised her hand, pointed a finger, and groaned to Alfia in a lovely voice.

"Tiamat check"

(End of this chapter)