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

Chapter 81: Moving かねば, dark にへだつや, flower と水

Although the battle plan had been drawn up, it would take a considerable amount of time to fill the three thousand guns with stones.

Even if everyone worked together to stuff the stones into the guns, it would still take at least a few minutes. Besides, could David really conjure up three thousand stones to use as bullets?

The answer is yes.

Because he started rubbing stones the moment he met Oda Nobunaga.

The original plan was to sell it to Oda Nobunaga at the right time, but now it seems that the time has come.

Nobunaga generously stated that her retainer Fujimaru Ritsuka would pay her bill, and that she could collect it whenever King David was summoned to Chaldea.

The price is naturally the same as three thousand rounds of shock gunpowder, which seems quite reasonable.

Kongming looked at the two's transaction, sighed, and felt some pity for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"What a pitiful Master, such a huge fortune... can that guy really come up with it?"

That's true.

But... will Fujimaru really be the one who suffers in the end?

David and Shin shook hands. One of them wrote the transaction contract into the Spirit Origin Record, and the other wrote it into the Master Contract [Spirit Origin Portrait].

So that I can check it properly the next time I am summoned to Chaldea.

Everyone was busy loading bullets into Xin's arquebus.

The maximum rate of fire of a matchlock musket is about one minute. With three thousand muskets, it would take the entire crew about twenty minutes to fire them.

Even if the Servants are faster, it still takes more than ten minutes to reduce their speed.

These ten-odd minutes are crucial for Hercules and Asterius to hold on.

Medea: "Then I will continue to maintain the magic barrier. I am not good at fighting, so I can only rely on you."

"Keep it up, everyone!"

The magical girl smiled adorably and looked at everyone intently.

“You don’t need to tell me, Hecate’s disciple. At least, I can help with this.” Euryale said elegantly. “Even a pretty face could do this kind of job, right?”

"So you've left it to me."

It sounds simple, but it's actually very difficult. Modern heroic spirits are fine, but weak women from the age of gods like them have never been exposed to this kind of thing before. They spent half a day just trying to poke the gun barrel.

Ilya wasn't very good at operating it either. With her hands outstretched, she couldn't get the bullet into the barrel. It was King David who patiently helped the little Abisha put the bullet into the barrel.

A lover of women and money, this ancient Israelite king suffered greatly because of it, constantly waging wars against neighboring countries to plunder their wealth during his reign.

What is Solomon’s Crown Temple of Time like? Is it magnificent and grand?

It was built with the wealth his father had stolen.

This guy was a violent archer who killed a lion with his bare hands when he was a kid.

......

To be honest, it would be quite difficult for Heracles and Asterius to defeat Atlas, who was a Titan who gave even Zeus a headache.

While the Pan-Human History Zeus is certainly not as powerful as the Lostbelt Machine God Zeus, it is still a super-powerful being close to the main god, a terrifying existence whose stomp could cause the earth to shake.

Fortunately, with dual special attacks and skill amplification, it is possible to deal several times or even ten times the damage.

So this is precisely the moment when the fool Xin truly sets sail and displays his military prowess.

"Ughh ...

Asterius, relying on brute force, managed to hold off the giant's attack. Blood was flowing from his body under the pressure, and the crimson blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was heartbreaking.

"Damn insects, get the hell out of my way!!! The Olympian gods, the world of the Olympian gods must be destroyed, I will destroy everything!"

"Stop you! Stop you—!"

We must stop these guys from moving forward.

"——————————!"

Hercules roared and pounced on Atlas's face like a facehugger, holding his body tightly.

"Damn it, damn Hercules, damn bastard!"

Atlas shook his body, trying to shake Uncle B off his face, shaking him like an elephant's trunk. The black mud surged again due to the shaking, and a large amount of mud splattered onto the purple barrier.

"Um~~~"

Medea struggled to stay upright, letting out a soft groan of pain.

"Are you alright, Medea?"

Illya instinctively felt a sense of familiarity with the Heroic Spirit who had once lent her power.

“My magic power is quite sufficient. If you don’t mind, Sister Medea can use my magic power.”

Ilya's magic power is of exceptional quality, after all, she is an outstanding Einzbern homunculus; magic power can even be extracted from her blood vessels and lymph nodes.

"It's alright, I can manage on my own. Ilya just needs to rest. The magicians of the Age of Gods aren't that fragile."

"As heroic spirits, we are already shadows of the past, so it doesn't matter if we sacrifice ourselves here."

“But Ilya, you are different. You are a living human being... and you have a world to save.”

"You must strive to move forward to build your future."

......

"Miss Medea~~"

......

These are the heroic spirits who guard human history. It is everyone's mission to pass the baton from generation to generation and usher in the best possible future.

Therefore, it is no accident that everyone is standing here; they are all fighting with the determination to die.

Perhaps a world where everyone is happy is impossible, but as human beings, we still need to do our best to envision that future.

"That's right, but no matter what era we live in, no matter what country we come from... we must keep moving forward!"

One cannon after another was continuously loaded, and the foot soldiers worked hard to speed up, filling the treasures of the letter with David's stone bullets.

Hercules was once again thrown into calamity, and the tyrannical Atlas raised his huge, stinking foot and stomped directly at Hercules.

Uncle B raised his arms, struggling to block the huge feet that were many times larger than him.

Click...click...click.

Incredibly, even with Hercules's robust physique, one could still hear the sounds of his body straining under the weight, his bones beginning to shift and even break.

Atlas seemed to sense the threat and charged directly towards the Honnoji, stepping on the Calamity.

Its enormous size and roar caused a tremendous impact.

Hercules and Asterius dragged Atlas's enormous feet, trying to slow it down.

Despite the calamities, the mighty god's power remained undiminished.

Everyone's faces darkened, and their previously good mood instantly soared.

Xin was horrified: "Oh no, we're going to miss it!"

"Is that guy coming towards us?!" Miss Okita's expression changed, and she made a decision in an instant. Her figure turned into a phantom and appeared at the bow of the ship.

"What are you trying to do, you idiot?!"

Seeing his best friend's decision, Xin Na knew exactly what she was going to do.

"give it to me."

"You bastard, get back here! Do you know what you're saying?!" Xin cursed.

"Because there's absolutely no time to spare. This place has been discovered, so someone has to go and attract attention."

"Bagayaro—!" Shin was so angry that he immediately started cursing.

......

The young swordswoman's eyes, however, held a resolute glint.

The black scarf fluttered, and the light blue haori shirt bounced and swayed.

"...I am not very capable and will be of little use in this mythical battle, but even so, I want to uphold the spirit of sincerity to the very end!"

Smiling, smiling, I looked at the enormous, yet incredibly fast and ferocious giant.

The blade flashed blue, rising abruptly from the sky.

"moving かねば, dark にへだつや, flower と水——"

"Okita Sojiro Fujiwara Harumasa, participate in this!"

The terrifying pressure permeated the entire body, rendering one speechless.

Despair creeps in silently, and with only the sword in hand, one can buy a negligible amount of time.

"One step beyond the sound, two steps without a break, three steps without a sword!"

"Whether you are a god or something, the will of humanity will never back down."

Even with a frail body and weak strength... they will still shine like stars when the time is right!

Okita seemed to radiate a faint light, but this light had no intensity and contained no miracles.

But this truly reveals the brilliance of what is called "humanity".

It is filled with the light of weakness and flaws.

"This is the work of this genius swordsman—"

Miss Okita appeared before the giant's brow, her blue body gripping an insignificant sword blade, yet she roared with an unprecedented aura.

"Nameless Triple Strike—!"