I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

So fast, there's no way to unleash the Noble Phantasm!

Blackie gritted his teeth and turned around with all his might to defend against the sudden thrust from the Divine Ancestor who had circled around from behind.

However, if they don't destroy this initial palace, their chances of winning are extremely slim.

The venue is too advantageous for the opponent.

"Damn it, as a spearman, I should just accept my fate of being unlucky (E-rank), but I'm unlucky (B-rank)! I'm starting to miss that dog."

"Of course I will not submit to fate, because I am..."

"That is what the Divine Ancestor replied."

"Rome! I know it, what an annoying fellow!"

Blackie shouted through gritted teeth.

"What are you doing, Luo..."

"Shut up, that's disgusting and obscene!"

Romulus: ......

There was a moment of silence.

A look of confusion suddenly appeared in his scarlet eyes.

The girl in front of me is clearly very interesting, but why can't she understand Rome?

To say that Rome was disgusting is utterly absurd.

What's the difference between this and cursing yourself?

This girl who doesn't love herself needs to be taught self-respect and self-love properly.

Romulus felt it was his responsibility as a predecessor of Rome to teach them properly.

However, is it possible that Blackie dislikes self-absorbed individuals like you, rather than Rome?

However, Artoria is also a self-absorbed person.

"This is our chance! Show no mercy, just kill them!"

The holy sword in Blackie's hand suddenly exploded with berserk black and red magic.

They unleashed their magic at close range, holding back few trump cards, and went all out in the battle.

Superhuman strength, enhanced defense, evasion—all sorts of abilities rendered Black Saber's attacks almost ineffective, but she was certain that this was now the only chance to defeat Rome.

The magic expanded and exploded instantly.

Black and red trembled, and a fierce wind swept through.

This is not a Noble Phantasm, but it contains most of Artoria's magical power.

These are all treasures left over from replenishing mana, and she uses them sparingly, bit by bit [unlike in FHF, where they can be squandered recklessly].

Zizzi——!

Like an electric current, it ionized the air, creating a dull atmosphere.

The black and red magic struck the God Ancestor squarely, without a doubt...

"You hit it?!"

"Unfortunately, no, Rome is still here! Eternal!"

The voice of the God Ancestor rang out once again, appearing before Artoria without any warning.

Impossible, it's actually...

"It's actually... an illusion, Merlin's illusion. As a skill, it's been overpowered by the Emperor's special privileges!"

Artoria's mouth gaped open in disbelief, and a hint of wavering appeared in her cold eyes.

Can you just borrow Grand-rank skills like that?

Merlin, you deserve to die!

Artoria now wants to kill Merlin.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Reliable Elizabeth Arrives... Oh dear, Elizabeth pounces!

In theory, Elizabeth should have been able to catch up with everyone else during the time it took to win over the three emperors.

However, she is now facing a very desperate problem.

It's utterly hopeless.

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First of all, there were no people in the city of Rome.

This statement is strange, but there is indeed no "human" existence.

The ordinary people who should have been there were nowhere to be seen; only the soldiers remained, holding the line.

And [Roman soldiers]

Each one of them looked like a ghost.

No one can leave here alive.

For some reason, this idea suddenly popped into Elizabeth's not-so-bright mind.

More and more troops surged forward; these troops were indestructible and could not be killed or destroyed.

Even if only half of the body remains, it can be fully restored.

"What the hell is going on? This is so unfair!"

"Unless I unleash my magic and obliterate these guys to nothing, there's simply no way to defeat them!"

These soldiers are like the old man in Hemingway's novels; you can eliminate them, but you just can't defeat them.

"Nero will be unhappy if we destroy them."

"Although it has nothing to do with me, the outcome of our idol competition is still undecided."

Little Dragon Girl pursed her lips and gripped the spear in her hand even tighter.

She quietly concealed herself under the eaves, avoiding the soldiers' detection.

How can I shake off my pursuers and get to the puppy?

Elizabeth flicked her cute little tail and pondered seriously.

Suddenly, in the instant she was thinking, a stone brick beneath her feet, seemingly due to years of neglect, broke apart with a crack after a small stone fell on it.

“Huh?!”

Little Dragon Girl panicked and lost her footing, then fell to the ground.

"What the hell is that noise?!"

The patrolling soldiers immediately went on alert, and then they saw the dragon girl falling.

The dragon girl frantically flailed her arms, while her black and white wings unconsciously unfurled rapidly behind her.

"That guy, he's actually here?! Captain... Captain, an intruder—"

Just as the Roman soldiers cried out in alarm, Little Dragon Girl finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Really, I forgot that I can actually fly."

The girl's wings fluttered as she hovered a few meters above the ground.

"Let's just fly up there, hehe."

"I'll fly straight to the Roman palace on the mountaintop. If I can defeat the evil Nero before the puppies and the others, I'll undoubtedly be the center of attention."

Elizabeth pondered for a moment, then smiled confidently.

“Let the wicked Nero humiliatingly hand over the imperial power to me, and then I will use the power of idols to seize this country. Hmm, that’s quite nice.”

"I'll reluctantly become a partner of justice this time."

With her magic surging, Little Dragon Girl was extremely confident in her current strength.

Soaring into the sky, my lord!

"Wow, I'm in a really good mood right now. I'm not going to play hide-and-seek with you bunch of trash and rest anymore. I'm going to take down your country's emperor."

"This country needs to be saved by the power of idols!"

Soldier: ? [Roman question mark]

Is this guy going to challenge "His Majesty Nero" to a duel?

He seems a little dim-witted.

Before the Roman soldiers could react, the little dragon girl flapped her wings quickly, picked up her black spear, and flew directly towards the palace on Palatine Hill.

.......

Clang!

Blackie frowned, his gaze following the red spear of the Roman god. It was truly terrifying. In this Palace of Beginnings, Romulus was just as troublesome as the Sun King... no, much more disgusting than the Sun King. This emperor with the qualifications of a Grand Rank would not be bitten on the neck by a Grand Rank.

"When it comes to Rome, there's more than just His Majesty the Ancestor."

"I am also Rome, the fifth emperor of the Roman Empire!"

A pure white figure, a pristine white blade, black and white resounding eternally, attacking the God Ancestor from both sides.

"This brutality, this fervor, your Rome feels it, Rome!"

"Rome---!"

The Divine Ancestor shouted loudly with great vigor, a look of joy and excitement on his face.

The red spears clashed, emitting a red glow, and the spears seemed to be handling the attack from both sides with ease.

After all, the emperor's privileges meant that even skills like martial arts without a crown could be copied.

"Well, with such a fierce counterattack, someone as thin as me probably wouldn't stand a chance."