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

"But you'll have to serve your Master well in my place. I still have the task of sailing the ship, so don't disappoint me, or I'll laugh at you mercilessly, hehehehehe~~"

“Belief, belief in failure. Belief from the boatman. Belief from the sailor.” Okita’s words were much more fluent.

"What can we do? The Oda army is so large, yet we can't even find a few people who know how to sail!" Shin said angrily.

Only Nobunaga, who had some knowledge of the construction of Western ships, could barely control the sails.

"Master, let's go. Let's go to battle."

Miss Chongtian gripped the long sword in her hand, eager to show off her skills.

"Okay, then I'll leave the sailing to you, Shin."

"Leave it to me! After everything is over, I'll reward you with the title of the most beautiful girl in the world!" Xin said confidently, patting his chest.

"The most beautiful girl in the world?! Master, you wouldn't... Pfft—!"

Ah! Miss Okita is coughing up blood!

"Are you alright, Okita?"

"N-nothing. Let's go, Master."

After a fierce barrage of cannon fire and a barrage of powerful arrows, the warships soon began boarding maneuvers.

And for Ms. Okita, her first battle to wash away her shame and prove herself is about to begin.

Ms. Okita's stats are terrible, just like Assassin's.

But it is not without advantages.

Its advantages are its incredibly fast speed and its ability to dodge attacks.

When used properly, it can achieve unexpected results.

Ms. Okita has no real skills! She's just a minor position adjustment officer who can barely fill the role.

Even though I'm Saber, I'll fight like an Assassin!

"The most talented swordsman, Okita Sojiro Fujiwara Harumasa, ginseng ります!"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Why Did Miss Okita Suffer Another Major Defeat?

I've never seen an Assassin—no, I mean Saber—fight so smoothly and effortlessly.

Her figure was like a phantom, her movements fluid and graceful, her swordsmanship light and beautiful, like a strolling dance or the brilliance of crystal.

It doesn't matter if her stats aren't strong; Miss Okita has never relied on brute force to fight.

Natural Rinnegan Flow, Three Stages of Ignorance... Ah... It's Three Stages of Ignorance Thrust! This miraculous sword strike is like a magnificent performance, yet it is so real that it can kill the enemy.

"Drink up! Ahh ...

Once the girl entered the battlefield, she immediately transformed from a comedian into a serious individual. In any case, although her combat strength was not high, she was a very reliable heroic spirit.

"Ooo ...

The pirates roared, their battle axes and shields groaning rhythmically as they slowly pressed forward.

The arquebusiers instantly formed a battle formation, as if to tell these plunderers from hundreds of years ago, "Sir, times have changed."

The future belongs to guns and cannons.

However, these Viking pirates summoned by the mysterious barrier seem to be trying to teach them a different lesson.

Times have changed back!

Mysterious forces must be countered with mysteries.

Although the era in which the girl lived has left no trace of mystery, she remains a Servant and a Heroic Spirit.

They didn't rely on brute force, but purely on skill, to forcefully repel the surging Viking warriors.

Viking warriors naturally held great respect for powerful warriors, even those lacking independent thought, but along with that respect came a touch of fear.

That kind of enemy, perhaps only Chief Eric could contend with.

"I am Okita Souji. Who dares to come up and fight me to the death... Pfft!"

......

Miss Okita was very domineering, like an ancient warrior, rebuking the enemy, but she didn't expect that this would make her lungs feel extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but vomit blood from her lungs.

An awkward silence fell instantly between the Oda army and the Viking pirates.

The Vikings looked at each other in bewilderment.

The respect and awe I felt vanished in an instant.

Then it bared its teeth and brandished its claws.

Just kidding, what's there to be afraid of in a patient vomiting blood?

The Viking leader, brandishing his sharp battle axe, roared a few times before charging towards Ms. Okita.

"Ugh! How could this happen?! Miss Okita's carefully constructed dignity has been shattered in an instant—!!!"

Mushrooms are blue and sad.

You can't look down on someone just because they have a lung disease. As a swordsman servant, Okita also has dignity.

"Damn it, men, keep the cannons firing!"

"I just don't believe these guys can withstand a barrage of musket fire or something," Shin muttered, cursing. "It's all Okita's fault for being so unreliable!"

"Eh--?!"

"What are you standing there for? Go deal with the enemy's Servant! Miss Okita, who is super popular, don't let her get beaten back while she's crying."

"He's a berserker, not someone the sickly Saber can handle."

The sickly Saber turned angrily to Fujimaru and said, "Master, may I cut her down?"

Fujimaru: "Please don't."

"Fine." Okita gritted his teeth and stamped his foot. "You stupid navigator, you wait, I'm going to get Berserker's head back for my Master right now!"

"Watch my shrinking technique—!"

The girl's figure vanished from her spot in an instant, as if she had teleported. The next second, Miss Okita appeared inside the Viking's dragon-headed sailing ship.

Inherent skill: Shrinking the Earth

Follower to follower.

A swordsman from the Bakumatsu period clashes with the Blood King of Norway.

"Aaaaaah, blood, I want blood—! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

The heavy, blood-red axe, radiating a black light and possessing a strength of B+—almost the peak of a typical Servant—mercilessly slashed towards the sickly and petite swordsman.

"Too slow, big guy!"

The only advantage was his agility, which was almost comparable to that of powerful cavalry, allowing Okita Souji to easily dodge the attack.

"In any case, random slashes cannot hit me as a genius swordsman."

Signing a contract with Fujimaru has great benefits for the Servant.

Because the Servants in Fujimaru Ritsuka's contract have all undergone Ascension and have trained at Chaldea, in other words... they also have enhancement quests and skill enhancements.

Just like the original Jeanne Alter, the EX-level "Roar, my wrath!" is much stronger than the A+ level version.

Although Okita is still physically weak, his unique skill is the [Absolute Blade].

Similarly, the katana in Okita's hand is no longer Kaga Kiyomitsu, but rather the Kikuichimonji Norimune that many people have imagined.

Furthermore, there are matching Bond Craft Essences available.

The silver moon blade, like winter snow, radiates a dazzling brilliance like a flower.

This is not a skill, but simply a technique honed to its extreme by a genius.

Eric was also very anxious. He couldn't keep up with the speed, and despite his brute strength, he couldn't hit anyone.

The blood axe slammed down hard, but almost split its own ship in two.

The short girl, however, was completely unharmed.

She's clearly a sickly girl, so why can't she hit anything?

Honey, please tell me what to do!

The henpecked uncle couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Ugh, ahhhhhh!" Blood Axe King roared in a fit of impotent rage.

"What's wrong? Can't you hit Miss Okita?! After all, Miss Okita's mind isn't something that can be broken by just shouting a few times."

The girl in blue sat atop the horizontal mast, a smirk on her face as she defiantly challenged Uncle Blood Axe.

"Axe! This axe, you! Kill!"

Enraged, Eric swung his sword at his own mast without thinking twice.

Click——!

Such a thick pillar, good heavens, that blood axe cleaved it in two like it was cutting tofu.

"It's about time to end this, Berserker."

"Master is still waiting for news of Okita's victory. I wonder how long he can hold out against those pirate soldiers."

"I'm sorry, but Miss Okita is going to end the battle in style, just like a top-tier Heroic Spirit."

Without a doubt, Ms. Okita is very confident in her abilities.

Opposite her was a muscular giant who lacked rationality and whose popularity paled in comparison to hers. Miss Okita landed casually on the deck, her gaze sharp, the very next instant before Blood Axe charged forward.

"My ultimate sword, the secret light, take this!"

The girl in cyan instantly transformed into a phantom, her entire body tensing as she exerted force from her waist.

"One step beyond sound, two steps without gaps, three steps with a deadly blade!"