Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 493 A New Game (End of Volume)
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The sturdy round shield stopped the attacker, and Mash swung her shield back to repel the attacker, then cautiously protected Ritsuka.

"The tattered black clothes, the skull mask on his head, and such swift movements... he must be one of the Hassans, but why did he attack us?"

The repelled attackers let out beast-like growls, muttering unconsciously as if they had lost their minds.

"Do not ignore... Do not forget... Do not ignore... Do not forget!"

"I see. This must be the resentment of some low-level Servants in Chaldea whose names I can't even remember. That must be it! Kiyohime also has this 'I might as well burn you to death' expression when I forget about her."

Ritsuka slapped her forehead, cleared her throat with a confident expression, and shouted at the attackers as she bypassed Mashu's shield:
"Um, Mr. Hassan, whose name I don't know, we'll give you resources to break through to the Spirit Origin stage when we get back. We'll also take you to the training grounds, and we'll remember your name. Please don't be angry anymore!"

Swah——

The sharp dagger shot straight at them, but the alert Mash blocked it with her shield. The attacker roared and launched an even fiercer attack.

"……roar!!!!"

Ritsuka looked completely innocent: "Huh, you seem even angrier now. Did I say something wrong?"

Mashu covered her mouth, her lips twitching. "It's probably because you called him 'the unknown Mr. Hassan'..."

Ritsuka paused for a moment, then stuck out her tongue and acted cute: "Oh, I see. Well, there's nothing I can do then. If we can't be friends, we can only be enemies."

"Mash, kill him!"

"Understood, Mash Kyrielight, preparations complete!"

Having experienced five singularities, Mash has grown into a fairly good Servant. Despite being a defensive shield, she wields it with extraordinary power, easily defeating the Hundred-Faced Hassan before her.

thump—

"Unforgivable...Unforgettable..."

Hassan continued to murmur, then turned into black ashes and vanished.

"It's a bit easier than I expected. Assassins aren't suited for head-on combat, senpai."

Mashu exhaled and gave a faint smile. Ritsuka, who felt that her magic power was not greatly depleted, also gained confidence.

"What's with all the solemnity? The enemies here don't seem like much... how come..."

Ritsuka's voice gradually lowered, and she hesitated for a moment: "Isn't saying this at this time setting a flag...? I need to request that I withdraw my statement."

It's too late to back out.

After the first attacker fell to the ground with a murmur, dozens, even hundreds, of black shadows appeared in the surrounding bushes. Each one resembled a Hundred-Faced Hassan, but their shapes and appearances were all different. Each Hundred-Faced Hassan was muttering something incessantly.

"Unforgivable... Unforgettable... Unforgivable... Unforgettable!"

Ritsuka frowned and stepped back, shielding Mashu in front of her.

"This is bad, Mashu, what should we do? Can you handle this by yourself? You can, right? You can!"

Mashu shook her head, her face pale: "I might be able to handle a few, but I'm not confident I can win against so many, and I can't protect your safety, senior."

"Don't tell me it's going to end right after we land..."

Ritsuka muttered something, then pressed her back against Mash to prevent a sneak attack. Her eyes sharpened, and she raised her right hand, ready to use Command Seals and summon her Spirit Origin Shadows to fight.

The shadowy figures surrounded the two, encircling them from all sides. Instead of attacking immediately, they remained in place, wearing down their prey's will. The heavy whispers made one break out in a cold sweat, and the sharp blades gleaming coldly beneath their tattered clothes sent chills down one's spine.

After a few minutes of stalemate, when Mashu and Ritsuka were sweating profusely and their mental stress reached a breaking point, Hassan and his men seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

Just then, a crimson spear pierced through Hassan, who had charged to the front, pinning him to the ground. A deep, magnetic male voice followed, one that was reassuring to hear.

"That's enough, Baimao Hassan. You are not allowed to lay a hand on innocent people!"

A robust figure descended from the sky, dressed in a black and gray warrior's uniform with a pure white cloak draped over his back. He drew a red spear and held a yellow short spear to his chest. With lightning speed, he easily dispatched the approaching Hassans.

"Dimuludo...Dimuludo!!!"

The hatred of the Hundred-Faced Hassans was instantly drawn to him. They cried out the man's name with resentment and charged toward the chief warrior of the Fiona Knights, known as the "Radiant One."

Dimuludo remained calm and composed, his two pistols flashing sharply in the air. Despite being surrounded, he showed no panic, and with each shot, a Hassan would die under his gun.

At the same time, the sound of a rushing attack came from afar. A large group of warriors dressed exactly like Dimuludo joined the battle with a joyful roar. Each of them was quite strong and quickly killed all the Hundred-Faced Hassans in the area.

After the battle, as the warriors behind him cleaned up the mess, Dimurd walked towards Mash and Ritsuka with a gentle smile on his face:
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh. Hundred-Faced Hassan always splits into many versions of himself and attacks tourists indiscriminately on this plain. I hope you're alright."

Dimurdo performed a standard knightly greeting, “Nice to meet you. I am Dimurdo Ua Duibhne, leader of the Fiona Knights, and captain of Britain’s most famous mercenary group.”

"Thank you for your timely rescue, Mr. Dimuludo."

Mashu, familiar with history, easily recognized Dimurd's true identity and introduced herself and Ritsuka with a friendly smile:

“I am Mash, Mash Kyrielight, and this is my Master, Fujimaru Ritsuka. We are messengers from Chaldea.”

Dimurado paused for a moment, then looked thoughtfully at Ritsuka, who was giving him starry-eyed looks:
"I see, 'Fujimaru Ritsuka'... huh?"

He smiled and shook his head, his tone becoming even gentler: "Mash, Ritsuka, you've just arrived, haven't you? Would you like to rest for a while at my mercenary group? No matter what kind of request it is, my Fiona Knights can basically handle it."

Ritsuka blinked, puzzled as to why the knight in front of her was being so friendly, but that didn't stop her from taking advantage of the situation.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Dimuludo. We've just arrived here and are not very clear about the current situation. We'd appreciate it if you could explain things to us more."

"No problem, let's go back to the base first."

Dimurdo put his hand to his mouth and blew a loud whistle. The knights, who had been laughing and joking, immediately resumed their prepared stance and escorted Mash and Ritsuka into British territory.

Midway through, Dimurdo gave the two a brief explanation of the nature of this singularity.

"The place you were in before was the Hassan Plain, where the Mountain People live. It is a middle area outside the territories ruled by the four kings, where all the Hassans except for the 'King Hassan' who is the source of the Hassans."

"Four...Kings?"

Mashu asked, puzzled, "Do you mean that besides King Arthur, there are other rulers who rule?"

"Yes, the Kingdom of Britain, located in the east of this world, is the most powerful force in the world. The mighty King Arthur, Artoria Pandoragon, and his consort, who is more dazzling, more noble, more benevolent, more resourceful, and more... than that king, lead the Knights of the Round Table to expand their territory and constantly erode the other three forces. It seems that unifying the whole world is only a matter of time."

When mentioning King Arthur's consort, Dimurd boasted about him in a boastful tone, listing a whole page of adjectives that couldn't be put down, which made Ritsuka and Mashu exchange glances and secretly communicate with each other.

Ritsuka: Who are these guys? I've never heard of King Arthur having a husband.
Mash: Yes, King Arthur's companions should have been Queen Guinevere and his half-sister Morgana, and there were no rumors of same-sex relationships.

Ritsuka: Moreover, Mr. Dimurd, who seems very reliable, acts like he's lost his mind when he mentions that person, so I feel like he can be ruled out as a boyfriend-type Servant.

Mashu: It might be the idol worship effect. Because I admire someone so much, I romanticize everything about that person. I've read about it in books... And you need to explain to me properly what "boyfriend-type Servant" means later, Senpai?
After exchanging glances, Mashu interrupted Dimurd's cjb behavior, awkwardly offering a reminder.

“Um, Mr. Dimurdo, could you please introduce the other three kings?” Dimurdo nodded with lingering interest: “Besides the Kingdom of Britain, there are three other kingdoms.”

"These are Uruk, a city-state in the south; the Kingdom of Macedonia in the north; and Britain, the fairy island that shares the same name as Britain in the west."

He gave a brief introduction to the two men: "The two leaders of Uruk and Macedonia are the Hero King Gilgamesh and the Conqueror King Iskandar. Both of them are rather strict kings. Although it's not that you can't go to their territory, it's best to have as little contact as possible."

"The king of Uruk is alright; he seems to be in a state of complacency, completely uninterested in politics and work, and appears somewhat self-destructive. The Conqueror King, on the other hand, has always been ambitious, plotting to overthrow British rule and become the greatest power in the world..."

After mentioning the two people he knew, he paused, waiting for them to process the information before continuing:
"As for the final fairy island of Britain, it is the new Britain chosen from among the other possibilities. However, for some reason, all the fairies on the island died screaming as soon as they arrived in this world. Only a very small number of fairies survived, and their ruler was that famous figure in history..."

"Morgan, the enchantress."

This is such a chaotic singularity. It feels like the Holy Grail could be in the possession of any of the four kings, but each territory seems incredibly terrifying. How are we supposed to fix this...?

Ritsuka rubbed her head, feeling a headache coming on. After thinking for a while, she simply gave up. Things would work themselves out, and there would definitely be opportunities in the future. She should just settle down first.

After a period of trekking, the group successfully entered British territory and saw a modern city with a medieval style.

The boundaries of time have become blurred in this land. Ritsuka keeps looking around at the city's scenery, her curiosity growing. After seeing a particularly magnificent castle, she can't help but ask a question:
"Where is that?"

"The Einzbern family's castle. That family is currently a major noble family in Britain, the kind with real power and fiefdoms. The head of the family, Irisviel, is a big figure who can speak to the King of Britain and his consort."

Dimuludo smiled and introduced, "Ah, that family head possesses the legendary third law, 'Soul Materialization.' If you want to achieve immortality and reshape your physical body, you should look for her."

Ritsuka, unsure what to say: "...Wow~"

Mashu paused for a moment, unconsciously clenching her hands: "Is... this kind of thing possible?"

“Not everyone has this privilege, but it’s not impossible for you. I can negotiate with them,” Dimuludo replied calmly.

Mashu cautiously speculated, "Mr. Dimurdo must be a big shot in Britain, since I saw many people saluting you when you entered the city."

"He's not a big shot, just the personal knight of King Arthur's consort."

Dimuludo proudly straightened his back and added, "Well... he's the most trusted and loyal one, not in the same league as that guy who can do both!"

Ritsuka: ...I don't really understand your knights' loyalty.

Upon arriving at the mercenary group's base, Dimurdo thoughtfully prepared rooms for the two of them, providing them with sumptuous food and fine wine. His meticulous care even made Ritsuka wonder if the knight had taken a liking to her or Mashu.

Mashu awkwardly turned her face away, coldly splashing cold water on her: "Senior, you're overthinking it. The legendary restriction on that knight is 'not refusing a woman's plea for help in a predicament,' which is probably why he helped us."

"Oh~ Mashu, are you afraid I'll fall for a handsome knight? No way, no way! You're the kind of pervert I'm all for, let me kiss you~"

"No, please don't do this, senior!!!"

……

After a night of passion, Ritsuka and Mashu asked Dimurud to help them find the spiritual veins.

"A spiritual vein? The spiritual veins in Britain are all under the jurisdiction of the Knights of the Round Table, so getting close to them would be a bit difficult..."

Dimurudo, who was training the Knights, thought for a moment, then changed the subject after seeing the disappointed looks in the eyes of the two opposite him:
"...However, I happen to be quite familiar with Lancelot of the Knights of the Round Table, so I can help you make arrangements."

"Yay! Chaldea's great victory!"

Ritsuka let out a joyful cheer and danced around in the astonished gazes of the others, causing Mashu next to her to lower her head in embarrassment and keep tugging at her clothes.

"Senior, don't be so embarrassing..."

…………

Half an hour later, a fierce conflict broke out not far from the holy city of Camelot.

"Hmph, all you know how to do is brag about your lord's piglet!"

"Bah! You dog of a king who treats the king as a faith!"

"Land dolphin!"

"Wang Gou!"

Ritsuka and Mashu watched as the two powerful knights argued without regard for their image, each looking at the other with disdain, finding the scene somewhat... unpleasant to the eye.

Finally, Dimurti, who had originally needed their help, turned around with a livid face and apologized to Ritsuka and Mashu:

"I'm sorry, you two, I'll take you to another region to search for spiritual veins!"

Before they could answer, Lancelot, who had just noticed the two, changed his expression and quickly stepped forward, his gaze shifting back and forth between Mash and the shield in her hand, his face full of disbelief.

Oh my god, his son has turned into a daughter and is coming back to find him with a shield!
"Well, if you want to use the spiritual veins, then go ahead... The spiritual veins of Britain are the best; no other place can compare."

Lancelot coughed softly twice, barely managing to shift his attention away from Mash, his imposing manner weakening somewhat.

Dimuludo snorted coldly, "Didn't you say you wouldn't lend it?"

Lancelot rolled his eyes, ignored him, and looked nervously at Mashu, afraid that his daughter would dislike him.

Facing Lancelot's gaze, Mash felt inexplicably irritated. She suppressed her irritation and stiffly addressed Ryougi:
"Senior, why don't we go and look around somewhere else?"

For some reason, whenever she saw Lancelot, she always had the urge to smash his face with her shield and beat him up!

Ritsuka pondered for a moment, then shook her head seriously, "Let's just summon in Britain. I feel like the drop rate will be higher with stronger ley lines."

Please don't always treat summoning Servants like a gacha game!

Mashu closed her eyes in frustration and nodded resignedly.

Led by Lancelot, the group passed through layers of strict guards and arrived at the area with the strongest magical power in the spiritual vein.

Mashu placed the shield on the ground, creating a summoning magic circle, while Ritsuka placed her hand on the shield and infused it with magic power, causing the magic circle to begin spinning rapidly.

Please give her a powerful and reliable Servant who can help repair the Singularity and is somewhat familiar with this world... Ritsuka prayed silently in her heart.

The blinding white light made everyone close their eyes. The surging magic power quickly gathered, enveloping the entire surrounding area, and finally burst out with a powerful impact.

When the white light faded, a handsome young man with short black hair and brown eyes, his face full of sincerity, reached out his right hand to Ritsuka, who had fallen to the ground, and gave her a kind and gentle smile.

"May I ask, are you my Master?"

Another game has begun.

(End of this chapter)