Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Brave children deserve candy!

Even such bold and transgressive thoughts are not necessarily unacceptable... to think is to think, and not to think is not to think.

Yoru taught Ritsuka what it means to be true to one's desires through her own actions.

After all, he himself was a man who was true to his desires.

And then, Fujimaru Ritsuka, feeling dizzy and with a frighteningly hot face, didn't know how she returned to her own world, back to Chaldea.

But inexplicably, from this moment on, she seemed to have endless courage, becoming incredibly bold, feeling like she had nothing to fear from now on.

I'm someone who kissed... cough cough, I mean, someone who kissed God, no—someone who kissed His Majesty the Demon King. To put it another way—I'm a woman who's kissed the entire universe.

hiss--!

Based on this alone, could you find another human in the entire universe who is more like DIO than yourself?

but--

Wait, what power did the King leave me in the end?!

Upon returning to Chaldea, she realized she hadn't asked this crucial question clearly, and Fujimaru Ritsuka's excited expression visibly vanished.

Fortunately, with Leonardo da Vinci's help in the research afterwards, although they were unable to immediately figure out how the power within Fujimaru Ritsuka's body was triggered, her talent and abilities seemed to have been visibly enhanced, as if she had been blessed by the heavens.

At the same time, they extracted the spirit portrait of Night from that power, which means that if anything happens in the future, they can try to summon that being through karma and connection.

Fujimaru Ritsuka:! ! ! !

I love it so much!!! It's awesome!!! Ahhhhhh!

That's great! If she can directly summon powerful figures, her own strength seems irrelevant. No matter how strong the enemy is, can they possibly be stronger than this person?!

If there are any new singularities next time, will she be able to open the champagne in advance, or even directly say "I don't eat beef"?

Yesterday it was 'fighting for survival,' today it's 'fighting to protect humanity and the history of humankind,' and tomorrow—it will be 'fighting to protect my own humanity!'

Little Pufferfish swelled up in her heart and had a wave of fantasies.

Besides, what surprised Fujimaru Ritsuka even more was that, seemingly because the power remaining in her body reacted with the master-servant connection channel with Mash, it actually repaired Mash's body, allowing her to grow up healthily and not have to die young due to the previous experiments.

Otherwise, Fou would most likely have to sacrifice herself to save Mash.

It's amazing that no one died, resulting in a happy ending for everyone.

And on the other side-

After resolving Fujimaru Ritsuka's problem, the target was naturally returned to the parallel universe of the Holy Grail War.

Having shared the experience of defeating the evil human Goetia together, the heroic spirits had developed a bond of camaraderie and no longer had any desire to defeat that absolutely evil demon king.

That being was so powerful that even Kiritsugu Emiya, who had a strong obsession with saving the world and would do anything to overcome any difficulty, and who longed to win the final Holy Grail War, felt despair and powerlessness.

Even though Kiritsugu Emiya managed to get everyone to defeat his Caster, just as he had guessed, Caster Solomon was no good at all—no, he wasn't King Solomon at all, but a complete imposter.

Boom~! ! !

Time—it seems like a long time has passed since the Heroic Spirits left the Grand Temple of Time and returned, but in reality, it has only been half an hour.

Then—a huge gash tore open in the sky, and the golden demon city floated out from it.

Then--

All the heroic spirits in Tokyo heard the king's summons.

As if a resounding bell echoed from their very souls, they heard—'I await your arrival in this temple of heroes! If guests come, there will be boundless joy.' Something like this will.

And somehow, they sensed it—the time was three days.

Prepare for a period of three days, regardless of distance, until all the heroic spirits arrive.

A trap for joy? A trap?!

Although it wasn't explicitly stated what exactly they were going to do, there were actually some guesses.

When Rasmus II spoke, “The golden one—I will go. I can finally sit down and have a drink with Brother Yu and get to know him.”

Gilgamesh: "The Sun—there is no need to test me. Since this is a meeting of kings, such a grand banquet cannot be without the arrival of the Hero King."

The Hero King's face was arrogant, and his tone was resolute!

"Do you really think I'm like those worthless, lowly heroic spirits, lacking even the courage to attend a mere banquet?!"

If a king were to back down at such a time, it would be a more shameful thing than dying in battle!

There are many more conversations like this with Ramses II and Gilgamesh, and many people have even guessed each other's real names in their previous battles and current exchanges, which they tacitly agree on.

Faced with the invitation from the night, the Heroic Spirits all knew that this person was probably preparing to lay all their cards on the table and end this Holy Grail War.

Although they spoke with increasing confidence and composure, when it came time to go to the Golden Demon City, the spirits' expressions became increasingly solemn, yet they remained determined to attend the final meeting three days later.

Adding these three days, it's roughly the time it takes for a Holy Grail War to end in seven days.

Based on the previous leaked pattern, the longer it drags on, the closer it will be to the future. Three days later—it's impossible to estimate just how powerful that person will be.

However, even though they knew that the Night would become stronger by then, none of the Heroic Spirits cared about that at the moment.

After all, 100, 1000, 10000, and even infinity are all equally terrifying to 1; they can all easily crush the dimensional gap between them.

Faced with this overwhelming power gap that would result in an instant kill no matter what, the outcome would be the same. The enemy's strengths and weaknesses would be roughly the same, making it all meaningless.

Almost all the heroic spirits were prepared for the final battle, having resolved to die.

If I could die at that person's hands, die in the process of trying to overcome humanity's final trial, even if it's an honor to die!

Among them, the most excited was probably the brush guy.

His wish before his death was to serve his lord to the death and fight with all his might.

To die on the battlefield fighting for the Holy Grail for one's lord, or to die at the hands of an absolutely evil demon king, would be the most perfect ending one could dream of.

And it was under these special circumstances that the last member of the true lineup of the Holy Grail War, who was missing, was finally summoned.

However, having been completely unaware of the situation that had unfolded before him, he seemed utterly oblivious to what he had missed.

Marshal Gilles de Rais was randomly summoned by the murderer Ryunosuke Amusei because there was really no one else available in Fuyuki.

Chapter 138 You say Joan of Arc was in love with God? The Marshal is going crazy! It's all a lie, a complete fabrication.

I missed the Grand Temple of Time, and I missed witnessing firsthand the terrifying power and invincible glory of God and the Absolute Demon King!

They have no self-awareness regarding the vast disparity in strength between themselves and the enemy!

Upon arriving, he performed a series of 'murderous arts' for his new Master, successfully gaining the mad worship of the murderer Ryunosuke Amusei.

The big-eyed Marshal, who hadn't been able to maintain his elegance in front of his Master for long, suddenly heard heartbreaking and maddening news from his Master.

Because of his fervent admiration for the newly acquainted Heroic Spirit 'Bluebeard', Ryunosuke Uryu used his phone to search for information about the old man, only to discover that he was actually related to the saint Joan of Arc.

"Huh?! Bluebeard—he's from the same era as Joan of Arc, who descended before!" That's what Ryunosuke Uryu casually remarked.

In an instant—the marshal grabbed him by the neck in a fit of rage, nearly strangling him to death, and kept pressing him for answers…

"Joan of Arc—!!!! You said you saw it, did you see it? My beautiful holy virgin!! Joan of Arc!!"

"Cough, cough cough—!!" Ryunosuke's face turned extremely red, and he even started rolling his eyes and choking on his own saliva.

Finally—the marshal reacted and hurriedly let go, but the fingers, as terrifying as withered wood and as pale as a corpse, still gripped his forearm tightly. The force was so great that Ryunosuke felt as if he could hear his own bones cracking.

"Grandpa! Calm down, calm down!"

His two eyes bulged out even more, almost shoving directly into Ryunosuke's mouth. That face-to-face confrontation startled even the mentally strong Ryunosuke, a serial killer, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

You've already mentioned the name 'Joan of Arc,' the old man just can't stay calm!

"That...that Joan of Arc, is she someone special to you, sir?"

Marshal: "!!!! Special? Of course—!! Of course it's special! Ryunosuke! My Master... Even now, I can still vividly picture that delicate girl, desperately suppressing her own weakness to save her country!! For the sake of the insatiable desires of the common people, she was ultimately betrayed by everything in the world when she achieved great success!"

"God! Why are you so cruel to my beautiful young girl!!!!" The marshal, growing more and more agitated as he spoke, began to go mad again. *Snap! Snap! Snap!*

Ryunosuke let out a scream; both arms were truly shattered.

He hurriedly cried out, "Wait, wait—let go! Grandpa, let go!"

And then the marshal finally regained his will and let go.

Perhaps this is how perverts find solace in each other. Even though his arms were broken by the marshal, Ryunosuke did not harbor any resentment towards him. However, he brought a new crisis upon himself by asking another question that he had inadvertently asked.

Suppressing the pain that made him break out in a cold sweat, and with his face pale, Ryunosuke asked in confusion, "But... old man, do you mean that God had a very bad attitude towards that Joan of Arc?"

Marshal: "Cruel!!! Heartless!! There is no god more cruel than him, no god more detestable, a god who abandoned my Saint Maiden. Ryunosuke—my Master!!! I, too, once deeply believed in that god, just like Jeanne d'Arc!"

"But—God never descended, never appeared. Did the God who steadfastly believed until that beautiful girl's tragic death at the stake descend? No—!!"

"Aaaaaahh ...

"We've all been deceived, deceived—!!!"

Ryunosuke: "...But, old man. Joan of Arc seemed very excited when she met the god not long ago, and she seemed very close to that god—if the god was not good to her, why would she still get close to that god?"

Ryunosuke truly couldn't understand—even a psychopath like him couldn't comprehend—that anyone could actually like someone who treated them badly and betrayed them.

and--

Facing the marshal, whose body had already stiffened without him realizing it, Ryunosuke, unaware of what terrible thing was about to happen, continued to ask provocative questions like a confused and lost lamb: "Hmm—I remember that—hmm, the heroic spirit who called herself Jeanne d'Arc, seemed to blush and lower her head when she looked at that god, didn't she?"

"It's so similar to the shy expression she showed when I was working at the convenience store and tricking those gullible girls into dissecting my body—that's probably love? Like, right?!"

Even though Ryunosuke Uryu doesn't understand love, he knows exactly how to use his image, relying on his handsome face and smooth talk to lure girls to secluded places and then murder them.

Those women would always be like moths to a flame, foolishly following along.

Women who want to date you are very easy to deceive! Love is an emotion that makes people stupid.

Although Ryunosuke Uryu couldn't understand this kind of feeling, he could clearly recognize it. After all, he saw this feeling as a very good thing, a very useful 'tool'!

It was precisely because of his professional familiarity with this scene that Ryunosuke, even though it was just a fleeting and very subtle image in the vast projection of the spirit of all mankind at that time, was keenly perceived by this habitual criminal, and saw through Jeanne's true heart.

But on the other side, the Marshal: ???!!!

His eyes suddenly bulged with rage, veins bulging and bloodshot: "You said—[love]?!!!!!"

As if hearing something utterly terrifying, the marshal let out a horrifying scream!

Love?! Love?! Love?! Love?!

What a terrible French hell joke.