My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

Furthermore, I have no lovers. I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am devoted to Mashu. She is the only one I will ever love!

However, the next moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils suddenly contracted, and she realized that she could no longer control her body.

"Is that so? So this is your choice. But your choice is useless. You are destined to become the cornerstone of my analysis of eternity. Fujimaru Ritsuka, now call out my divine name and swear allegiance to me."

"Black Jeanne is confident of victory," she said, while Fujimaru Ritsuka replied firmly, "Don't even think about it!"

"That's not up to you, Solomon. Shout out my name! Proclaim my name—Little Lucky Grass King!"

As the words fell, the vines that had been spreading across the ground came into play, and grass grew around Jeanne d'Arc (Black Jeanne).

In an instant, the wilderness transformed into a grassland, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, unable to control herself, said, word by word, "Great little auspicious grass king, your thigh is the direction I will move forward!"

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In the real world, everyone watching this scene on the screen felt they had many questions.

Disgraceful! Get out of the battlefield immediately!

In reality, looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka on the screen, Director Fujimaru was speechless for a moment. Although he knew that Fujimaru Ritsuka had been controlled by the enemy, Little Lucky Grass King, his words were just too terrible.

What? Your thighs are the direction of progress? It makes it seem like our Chaldea Masters aren't normal.

On the other side, Mashu, who had initially gained some goodwill from Yixinyi's words, looked rather unpleasant.

Senior... you're the worst!

He said he was devoted to me, but not long after, he started telling other women that her thighs were his goal.

Although Mashu had already guessed that Fujimaru Ritsuka on the screen was acting strangely, she still felt a strange sense of jealousy.

"How could I possibly say such a thing!"

As Fujimaru Ritsuka watched herself make a perverted declaration on the screen, she sounded somewhat devastated, while Xia Qing in the theater became increasingly interested in the tone of voice on the screen.

Your record of fate is truly outrageous.

I never mentioned Little Lucky Grass King in Type-Moon, yet you managed to arrange a plot that projected the character onto Jeanne Alter.

"How could this be? Are you kidding me? This can't be real."

Thor stood there, staring at the screen, somewhat incredulous. Was the Joker himself?

How did I become like this? This is such a shame.

"A tremendous disgrace."

"A god is still a god," Thor said, quickly regaining his composure as he looked at the screen.

"As expected of the little auspicious grass king that symbolizes wisdom."

Meanwhile, Yae no Miko, who was not far away, looked at Jeanne Alter with an interested expression. It seemed that she needed to gather some information about the unfamiliar Sumeru Grass God.

With a little extra thought into the concept of eternity, he actually outperformed his good-for-nothing friend. The Little Lucky Grass King was indeed terrifyingly powerful.

With such powerful learning and creative abilities, given time, this new Grass God might surpass all the current Seven Gods.

The Eightfold God Child, who had discovered that the Grass God's eternity was above that of the Thunder God, thought this, and at that moment Wendy and Zhongli were both stunned.

On the Liyue side, Zhongli looked at the little auspicious herb king, Jeanne Alter, on the screen and muttered to herself:

"Did I guess wrong? But I guess I'm right. It's not just Inazuma's Thunder God who studies eternity. Sumeru's Grass God, as a god symbolizing wisdom, may indeed have studied the powers of other gods in pursuit of wisdom."

Chapter 851: The Alliance is Established

Zhongli paused for a moment, then continued talking to himself:

Well, besides that, the extreme righteous one in Fontaine might also be researching eternity. Knowing your enemy is half the battle, and that one who thirsts for judging the gods... and so on.

At this moment, Zhong Li's pupils narrowed, and he realized that something was not quite right.

According to the movie I watched before, Theresis, the water god of Fontainebleau, had already secretly seized the position of the ice god.

Wow, Theresis is quite the schemer; her cunning is truly unfathomable.

The creed is for justice, and from the beginning it has presented itself as a desire to judge the gods, but this judgment of the gods is probably just a facade.

The true purpose of the Fontaine Water God is actually the divine heart of the gods after the judgment!

Zhongli increasingly felt that Therese was a deep scheming mind, while Wendy on the other side hadn't thought of so much.

After recalling the core idea of ​​the Little Lucky Grass King, Wendy had no doubts about what was happening on the screen.

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's face turned pale on the screen.

"What...did you do to me?!"

Noticing something was wrong with her body, Fujimaru Ritsuka questioned her.

"You have been controlled by my eternal power and have become my puppet."

Jeanne Alter stated the facts in a calm tone, and just as she was about to return with Fujimaru Ritsuka, a crimson sword aura rushed directly towards her.

"This method of attack is quite interesting."

The power of eternity solidified the crimson sword light, and at that moment, a figure appeared before Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"go!"

The blonde girl who suddenly appeared spoke in a cold tone, then grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka by the neck and used her sword to shatter space and escape from the place.

"Run? Ha, such an action is meaningless. Beings marked by the power of eternity have no chance of breaking free."

Jeanne Alter showed no intention of giving chase, while on the other side of the spatial rift, Fujimaru Ritsuka, looking at the girl who had saved her, wore an expression of relief: "Th-thank you."

"There's no need to be polite with me. I wouldn't have chosen to save you if it weren't for my contractor's suggestion."

The blonde girl spoke coldly, while in the real world, many people had already recognized her identity.

Looking at the familiar figure on the screen, somewhere in the theater, Artoria murmured a name with a complex tone: "Mordred..."

At this moment, Artoria looked at the panel beside her, where there were automatic promotional messages from the Fate Record.

"Ms. Artoria, your fate with Mordred, more so than death, will be shown in the Destiny Record: The Journey of Change - The Coronation of God."

Since you are a character connected to the storyline, you can get a 50% discount on tickets for this Fate Record!

It was precisely because of this slogan that I chose to come here to watch this record of fate.

Artoria didn't care much about her previous corrupted self, as she had already seen that possibility in the movie "Fate" a long time ago.

Meanwhile, on the screen, Mordred, who was leading Fujimaru Ritsuka away from Jeanne Alter, calmly said, "You can explain the rest to him."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked around and finally spotted a familiar figure standing to her right, directly opposite Mordred.

Upon seeing this figure, Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately picked up the Invisible Sword. The person not far away looked exactly like the Little Lucky Grass King.

"Okay, looks like I've been mistaken for another version of myself again. Hello, a member of Chaldea from the future."

My name is Joan of Arc. As for why the Little Lucky Grass King and I look so alike, the reason is simple: the body that the Little Lucky Grass King is currently occupying is very likely mine.

As for that Little Lucky Grass King... I don't actually know much about it either. When I was investigating, I was constantly being hunted down and couldn't get any more information.

If it weren't for the counterforce, I would have successfully summoned powerful beings from other parallel worlds.

"With the help of the one who just saved you, I reckon you won't even last until the Little Lucky Grass King stuffs you into a statue."

Jeanne explained with a helpless expression, while Fujimaru Ritsuka remained silent for a moment, then her eyes lit up as if she had thought of something.

"I remember now, I have indeed heard of the name Little Lucky Grass King. She seems to be an ally of the Rock King Emperor, who is on par with the Uncrowned Dragon King, the target of my challenge."

According to the Rock Lord's Moon World Travel Guide, the Little Lucky Grass King is the nominal ruler of another world, distinct from the one I inhabit.

Upon hearing these words, Joan of Arc nodded. She knew that the Little Lucky Grass King, with such great power, could not be an ordinary person.

"By the way, your skills are indeed extraordinary. The speed you unleashed just now surpassed mine. I'm afraid your strength is greater than mine. May I ask who you are?"

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Mordred, who shook her head and replied, "No, it's just that we have different strengths. Our strengths are different."

I observed your battle with the Little Lucky Grass King, and there's no doubt that your instantaneous destructive power far surpasses mine. I wasn't confident I could withstand that sword strike that the Little Lucky Grass King blocked earlier.

As for my name... just call me Mordred.

After listening to Mordred's words of mutual flattery, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, then quickly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

"Hey, come to think of it, I think I still left Matthew and the others in that inner sea of ​​the planet."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked somewhat embarrassed. When she secretly returned to the place where the battle had just taken place, Little Lucky Grass King had already left.

After arriving at the Inner Sea of ​​the Stars and bringing back the Chaldea group, the doctor led everyone back to Jeanne and her companions' temporary base in this singularity.

After exchanging information, the doctor decided to join forces with Mordred, and at this moment, Jeanne d'Arc showed an excited expression: "Great, this way we can defeat the Little Lucky Grass King."

Although Mordred possessed the power to break through the eternal power of the Little Lucky Grass King, unfortunately, she was unable to harm the Little Lucky Grass King, whose defense was also extremely strong.

If we also consider the East Sea Emperor, whom Mordred believes possesses the offensive power to penetrate the Little Lucky Grass King's defenses and directly threaten her life, then restoring history here to normalcy is just around the corner.

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had chosen to have Joan of Arc and the others not address him as Solomon but as someone else, such as the Emperor of the East Sea, showed a curious expression.

Chapter 852: Can the Knight King Do It?

"You actually managed to break through that eternal power that I felt completely helpless against? I'm quite interested in your method. Would you be willing to exchange ideas for a moment?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka directly expressed her innermost thoughts, and Mordred, upon hearing this, replied nonchalantly, "It's faith, the faith of the people."

"The people's faith? I never imagined you were a king too."

Looking at Mordred at this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed and said.

Once you understand one method, you understand all methods. After hearing Mordred's words, Fujimaru Ritsuka had more or less guessed her method. The source of his power should be the hearts and minds of the people of an extremely powerful country.

"That's right, this Miss Mordred is actually King Red of Great Britain in a parallel world that is adjacent to the world. In that world, Great Britain is prosperous and King Red is a common sight."

Jeanne's voice rang out at this moment, and after introducing Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mordred herself heard Daiei's lips curl into a satisfied smile: "That's right, exactly so."

In my world, the new nation I lead, now simply called the United Kingdom, has surpassed its predecessor.

That is, Great Britain, the kingdom ruled by the Perfect King, the Eternal King, the Ever-Victorious King, and the King of Knights.

Can the Knight King do it? Can the Knight King do it? Can the Knight King do it?!

"She can't do it! The Knight King can't do it! The true wise king is me, Mordred, and that was destined long ago!"