Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Whether it was rescuing her from her father, revealing the truth, healing her battered body with his grace, or destroying the home that brought her only unpleasant memories and no warmth, she remembered none of those times she fought against the heavily armored old man for him.

Under that starry sky, a fateful encounter... everything that we've shared from beginning to end, I... I don't remember.

Although he had expected it, Mr. White Dragon, who only had seven days to spend with him compared to his wife Brunhilde, would probably forget him once he returned.

Compared to his long heroic epic, Asagami Fujino was nothing more than an insignificant little lamb he casually saved, who appeared in the corner of his memory for less than seven days.

But—when that day really came… Waaah! It felt as if a painful cry was about to escape from my chest.

Chapter 95 It's rare to see a weakling defiant with tears in their eyes.

"Remember, Mr. Haku!!!" Unable to bear that kind of thing, Fujino shouted loudly for the first time, her expression showing obvious despair.

The embodiment of dominance: "————".

The air suddenly became quiet...

Even outside, people held their breath, as if afraid of disturbing the figures in the picture.

The 'hero's' expression didn't change. He had really forgotten that little girl. The moment he acknowledged this fact, a strange pain shot through his chest again.

—I can't breathe, my vision is blank. I desperately try to suppress the urge to yell at him, "What's wrong with you?" It's unbelievable.

It's not that she was forgotten, but that being forgotten was such a blow to her.

Fujino stretched out her small hand, as if trying to grab something.

Clearly—I knew from the beginning that it was only seven days; I'd only known them for less than three days; I had absolutely no—shouldn't I be so… for someone I'd only known for a few days…

No, she is truly filled with remorse now. If she had known this would happen, she would have rather hidden away in a remote town than participate in the Holy Grail War, like a coward clinging to that warmth until the Holy Grail War was completely over.

She couldn't even utter a word of complaint at this moment; tears welled up in her eyes.

'Is it nothing? Does everything that Fujino has redeemed for Mr. Haku mean nothing to him so far?'

'Yes, it was salvation for me, but for that hero, it was just one of countless individuals he saved.'

"In other words, in just a few days, I unknowingly came to regard Mr. Haku as someone more important than my father and mother."

'I accepted this from the bottom of my heart... and fantasized and hoped that we could be together forever.'

At this moment—perhaps it's due to the spiritual realm.

That intense will even allowed people to hear Fujino's inner thoughts, but the young girl herself seemed unaware of it; it's likely that 'Night' on the other side heard it all.

Seeing this, one wonders what the hero was thinking, but the others couldn't help but feel sorry for him, clenching their fists and worrying about him.

'It's not a one-sided desire to possess. Even if it's not possible now, I've always hoped that one day I would understand everything about this man. To truly understand—Mr. Haku's past. I want to understand everything about him and stay by his side.'

'Even if it's a parasite, it doesn't matter...'

'night':'…………'

I heard it all, completely!

Trying to understand this persistence, this strength—even the embodiment of power, a symbol of willpower, was moved.

To achieve the myriad things in the universe, one must have the determination to pursue what one desires, no matter how exhaustive.

If someone possesses such talent, they can soar to great heights if given the opportunity.

He could sense that deep-seated obsession.

He closed his eyes slightly—then spoke: "...In the past, although there were countless heroes who harbored hatred and wanted to kill the Demon King, it was very rare for a weakling to defy with tears in his eyes."

...Looking at the stubborn little girl staring at him, refusing to bow her head at all.

"Alright, for the sake of this rare opportunity, I'll listen to your joke for now! You said you made a contract with your 'id,' but I don't have any memories of that right now. Sure enough—there is a sense of loss. The connection between me and my id has been severed."

As he spoke, the figure looked in a certain direction, the very direction he had been gazing into with a frown earlier.

"Is it because of that? No, something feels off... Asagami Fujino, right? See that dragon-shaped mecha over there?"

Asagami Fujino raised her head and then looked towards the end of the road.

It was a small dragon-shaped mecha, or rather—Fujino had seen it.

That was the humanoid form of the White Dragon Emperor, before he became a Tyrant Dragon. And a small dagger was stuck in his chest.

"The talisman that can break all laws, that should be its name." 'Night' has a very clear memory of the power of magical artifacts, especially those with special functions, which allows her to clearly name them.

"What is that?" Fujino asked in surprise.

Why would there be something like that here? And—could it be that Mr. White Dragon is over there?

She finally noticed the 'id' that the individual in front of her was talking about.

Is the humanoid figure before me merely a part of the real Mr. White Dragon? Perhaps something like power?

It must be said that when she realized things weren't quite as she thought, and before she was completely desperate, her intelligence kicked in, and Fujino reacted quickly, immediately connecting the previous conversations to make a fairly good guess.

“That’s right—I am not the true absolute demon king, but merely the manifestation of the laws of his domineering power. His spirit origin and consciousness should still be trapped somewhere, unable to contact me. But I cannot confirm that what still exists within that thing is the ‘true self’.”

"Why it was there, and where this place is, are not things I should understand. The problem is—that dagger should be the culprit that severed the connection between the 'true self' and one's own power. The Talisman that can break all laws—also known as the Talisman that can break all laws, is a conceptual artifact that the famous Greek witch Medea transformed into a tangible form throughout her life. It is a short sword that can break all kinds of powers."

Medea, the witch of betrayal?!

The story of the Golden Fleece is also one of the most famous in Greek mythology, a grand epic featuring multiple heroes.

Aside from this adventure, only during the final golden age (heroic) of the Trojan War, when Griffith lived, did so many heroes appear at the same time.

She betrayed her father and killed her brother for her husband, and then killed her own child after her husband's betrayal. However, there should be no follow-up in this world, except that the act of killing and chopping up her brother did indeed happen.

Medea and Jason in the lunar world have been exonerated, with the allure of Cupid at play behind the scenes.

This includes Medea killing her own brother. After the spell was lifted, she shed tears of despair and fear for killing her brother with her own hands. But it was too late. The princess was no longer the innocent and carefree girl, but had become a witch.

No turning back, no way to turn back —

Jason's betrayal at this time became the last straw that broke her back. She wanted to go home, but she could never face returning to her homeland across the sea, and she ended her life tragically.

Jason was a scoundrel, a fact he never denied. Most Greek men were the kind of heroes who would abandon their partners after they were done with them. However, when disaster struck, these heroes never lacked the courage to sacrifice themselves, just like during the Greek Lostbelt.

After giving Asagami Fujino a brief explanation of the complex and tragic story behind this special dagger,

"The betraying witch longs for someone who will not use or betray her, but will genuinely stay by her side. That Noble Phantasm is truly an ironic abbreviation of her life. However, in terms of functionality, it is indeed a powerful Noble Phantasm, capable of easily severing even the Command Seal contract between a Master and a Servant."

Chapter Ninety-Six: You clear the way, I'll hide behind! The Demon King who even asks for favors with a straight face.

Even the Command Seal contract can be severed?!

"It's not just a simple severing. If it were in the hands of that rare goddess of the Age of Gods, she would probably try to use magic to transfer the Command Seals to herself and steal the other party's Heroic Spirit."

Seize—Command Seals—and then seize control of the Heroic Spirit!

Asagami Fujino felt a chill run down her spine...

She wasn't afraid of that power—no, she was terrified of it, deeply afraid that the proof of the bond she had built with Mr. Haku would be so easily taken away.

Even in the mouth of 'Night', the witch, like the Greek heroes, was a pitiful creature fooled by the gods.

They are merely puppets on a stage where their lives and dramas have been predetermined.

But the Noble Phantasm formed from this concept of betrayal is truly terrifying.

It can easily take away what others cherish. It is the strongest Minotaur Noble Phantasm. Just thinking about the person who threw this Noble Phantasm, if they were to try to take away Mr. Haku's Spirit Origin, steal his Command Seals, or sever her connection with Mr. Haku.

That kind of fear is more terrifying than facing death directly.

Even upon entering this place, facing the soon-to-disappear Holy Lance Passage, one can watch it vanish without hesitation, turning their back on it as they walk away...

Fujino wasn't actually that afraid of death. In her past life, she couldn't even feel pain and had never truly lived, so what difference was there between her and death?

But what she feared was that the only connection that could lead her to the light had been severed.

If she had never seen the light, she could endure the darkness, but now—

"I'm going to pull it out—!! As long as I pull that out, Mr. Haku should be able to come back, right?" Fujino's gaze hardened, and she took a deep breath as she spoke.

"...No, wait, in the end—even if the connection was severed, if I were still alive, given his status, I couldn't possibly be completely unaware of it. But that beautiful, radiant white dragon form, only one soul in the entire world could possess."

His voice betrayed a slight confusion as he frowned and stared intently at the figure: "So—it really was..."

Outside—in the true night—hearing his own power praising himself, he felt utterly hopeless.

He wasn't like Gilgamesh or Ozymandias, who loved to boast all the time, saying things like the Pharaoh's body was perfect and there wasn't a single thing on the king's body that was shameful. These were two perverted bastards who would stand naked in the street and proudly tease their own birds.

Ye would never admit that he, the Demon King, could be associated with that kind of kingly image...

At this moment, the embodiment of dominance said, "All my power was used to suppress that evil beast. However, I can sense that the true source of its power lies within that treasure, where there is no 'true self'... Right now, I am nothing more than a stray ember, and can only follow my instincts to suppress and eliminate that power..."

"Damn it, before eliminating that guy's power, I, who am not a conscious being, seem unable to get close over there. If only I could get a little closer, I could sense whether there is still a spiritual foundation of my true self within that body. But you seem to be quite free."

Fujino: "—!!! Then I'll clear the way!"

"?! You have courage... Very well, since you're so straightforward, I'll tentatively acknowledge your use of my power. You lead the way, and I'll follow shortly. If things get too difficult, I'll come to your rescue."

If the domineering figure were to ask for help, he would absolutely refuse; what kind of logic would it be for a strong person to beg a weak one for help? But since this child was so understanding, he decided to be frank.

Yes—he definitely needs help right now.

Even though whether his true self is in trouble or not has nothing to do with him as a mere source of power, it would only be a disgrace for him to allow a beast to usurp his power.

He is the manifestation of the absolute Demon King's will, the pinnacle of all heroes and great men throughout history, and the necessary evil that must be overcome!

A mere beast from who-knows-where dares to try and steal this body?!

Knowing the terrifying effects that the talisman, capable of breaking all laws, could produce when combined with magic, he could not tolerate this situation and preferred to cooperate with a young girl.

Of course—this was also partly because Fujino's will had truly moved him, which led to the second conversation.

Poof~! !

Outsiders, some people who saw this couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Oh my god, why do I suddenly find the 'Demon King' kind of cute?

Despite her powerful entrance, she acts so self-righteously when asking for favors, as if it's a favor to you, and she can even say things like "You go first, I'll hide behind you" in such a refined and elegant way.

Amazing!

Although they knew that the other party was truly out of options, and although they also knew that this figure was probably just a part of the body of the real 'Demon King'.

But this does not prevent people from using this will to imagine what the real demon king looks like.

Fujino, one of the parties involved, didn't find it funny or not at all. Instead, she nodded seriously and without hesitation.

Although she was still not quite clear about the situation, she was happy to be working with Mr. Haku again.