To become a king and a magician

"Alright, all done~~~ Come on, Ritsuka, come over here and see how it looks in the mirror?"

Mei smiled and pushed the mirror towards her. Looking at herself in the mirror, now dressed in a beautiful outfit, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a little shy. It was the first time she had ever worn such a pretty dress.

Just then, Natsukawa Tora, who had finished preparing a dish and was about to serve it, turned around and saw Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had changed her clothes: "Hmm? Fujimaru, what did you do... Merry, did you change her clothes?"

"Well, Ritsuka said it would be better to dress up nicely for this kind of atmosphere, so I helped out. We're experts in this area; even the Knights of the Round Table and Guinevere have asked us for help before." Meryl patted her chest proudly. "So, Your Majesty, what are your thoughts? Ritsuka dressed up especially for you, what do you think?"

"Special...Ms. Meryl, please don't talk nonsense!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's cheeks were bright red, and she kept glancing at Natsukawa Tora.

After looking Fujimaru Ritsuka over, Natsukawa Tora smiled and nodded: "Yes, she looks great, it suits you very well, Fujimaru."

"Really?"

"Really, I'm very honest about this—come on, let's eat. I haven't cooked in a while, I hope my skills haven't deteriorated. Also, there's a pot of soup simmering in the back."

What Natsukawa Tora served was a rather traditional English dinner: steak cooked to medium-rare, fries and potato balls with a slightly soft crust, fried fish fillet until golden brown, and carrots and broccoli that had been simmered for a long time.

Before coming to Chaldea, Natsukawa Torato spent most of his time in London, except for returning to Kabushi City for a week each month. Therefore, he preferred to cook English food, as it was more time-efficient. Even though he generally didn't need to cook himself, Gray and Sajou Rei were enough to feed him until he didn't want to move.

In fact, as someone with deep roots in Chinese cuisine, he has been continuously practicing his skills over the years. But to be honest, the food culture of his hometown is too profound. Even today, he is still limited to studying Jiangsu cuisine. In addition, due to time constraints, he cannot be said to be an expert, but only to have a certain level of skill.

Natsukawa Torama took off his apron and sat down next to Meryl: "Alright, let's begin our meal. But before that—Meryl."

"Yes, yes, I know."

Meryl stood up, grunted a couple of times, and said to Fujimaru Ritsuka, "I'm sorry, Ritsuka. I got a little playful during training these past few days, and it seems I ended up messing with you a bit... Hehe, anyway, I'm sorry."

"You should at least be serious for once..." Natsukawa Torara sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Well, that's how it is. I also had some problems. I overlooked her personality for a moment. I'm sorry, Fujimaru. The main reason I called you to dinner today is about this."

Seeing her club captain and teacher apologize to her one after the other, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately became nervous: "No, it's nothing, there's no need for the captain and teacher to apologize..."

"Alright, Fujimaru, just accept your brother's and Merry's apologies." Gray stopped Fujimaru Ritsuka's movements. "If you refuse, your brother will keep apologizing, you know. He's quite stubborn about this, isn't he?"

"He's not really that stubborn..."

Seeing that even Gray, the club president's sister, had spoken up, Fujimaru Ritsuka remained silent for a moment before nodding in agreement: "Then... I'll accept the club president's and teacher's apologies."

"Mmm, that's good. I knew Ritsuka was a kind and open-minded girl, completely different from that possessive, flat-chested airport maid. Come here, let me give you a hug~~~"

"Huh?!"

"Merry, come back here and sit up straight!"

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Meanwhile, inside the control room.

"Ah!"

While operating the machine, Sajou Rei suddenly sneezed loudly. Roman, who was not far away, heard this and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Sajou, do you have a cold? Is the air conditioner too cold?"

"No, it's just that I feel offended again... More importantly, Roman, I've finished checking this part, what else do you need to check? If possible, I'd like to go back and have dinner with my master. If I don't go back soon, that slut will definitely be sneaking food behind my back!"

"I understand how you feel, but I'm sorry, there are about two more places that need to be checked... I think half an hour should be enough for you."

It will be another half hour before I can leave here to see my master.

Sajou Rei sighed helplessly, hoping that her master wouldn't be completely devoured by that scumbag succubus in the last half hour.

35. Proceed to the First Singularity

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Inside the control room of Chaldea.

The moment Xia Chuanhu entered, he saw Roman still busy at the command post.

Good morning, Roman... Did you stay up all night?

"No, I just stayed up a little late." Roman turned around. "Besides, you have no right to criticize me like this. You look so listless, what were you doing last night?"

"Ah, last night... nothing, the usual, it's just that Lingyi had a bit of a problem..."

Speaking of what happened last night—or rather, yesterday—Natsukawa Tiger felt a bit of back pain.

Because of the dinner the night before last, Sajou Rei missed it in time, and then Meryl vaguely revealed that Natsukawa Tora had spent the whole afternoon with her—these two incidents directly caused Sajou Rei to become extremely jealous.

Although Sajou Rei is a very tolerant woman, and Meryl is the head of the household, she wouldn't normally be angry. But the thought of her working hard overtime in the control room while Meryl cheated on her with her master...

This directly caused Sajou Rei's jealousy and anger to soar to the maximum. Natsukawa Tora had no choice but to spend the entire period from the night before last to the early hours of this morning with Sajou Rei. As a result, he now felt completely drained and his legs were weak.

As someone who's been through it all, Roman couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for Xia Chuanhu as he looked at him. He patted him heavily on the shoulder and said, "Xia Chuan, be careful. Doing too much of those things is really bad for your health."

"You don't need to worry about that. At worst, I'll just follow Senior Jie's example and self-destruct."

As a true spirit, Natsukawa Torama could indeed jump around repeatedly if he wanted to, but even he really didn't want to experience the feeling of his body being blown to pieces. He wasn't a masochist and didn't have a penchant for enjoying pain.

"But I'm really curious, with your family's level of wealth, how come you still don't have a child?"

After a wry smile, Roman suddenly changed the subject: "Surely there's some kind of reproductive barrier between you two? Or is it simply a low fertility rate?"

Elves, dolls, succubi, dragons, humans, Servants... Natsukawa Torato's family is a complete mixed bag of races, so it's not impossible that there is reproductive isolation between them.

Xia Chuanhu rolled his eyes: "You're overthinking it. It's just that you don't want to. It's too early to have a child now. Let's at least wait until we've settled everything."

"You really have a lot of patience."

"Remember to give a gift when the time comes, rounded up to ten people."

"Are you robbing me?! And there are only ten people?" Roman was somewhat surprised. "I thought there were already more than a dozen..."

Why would you think I have more than a dozen wives?

(Why do you think there aren't more than a dozen?)

Looking at his old friend, who was neither real nor fake wood, Roman couldn't help but sigh slightly. It seemed that there were still a few who hadn't made a move yet, or were they still waiting? Otherwise, let alone ten people, there could probably be twenty.

So, isn't there one in Chaldea itself?

"Good morning."

Just as Roman was thinking this, the voice of the reserve officer entered the control room. Olga Marie, who had returned from Fuyuki City and been resurrected nearly ten days ago, walked into the control room in high spirits, her condition having improved significantly.

"Good morning, Olga," Natsukawa Tora greeted with a smile. "It seems you're almost fully recovered."

"Hmph~~~ Of course, the Animusfia family won't be defeated by mere physical discomfort. They have ten days to recover, no matter how serious the injury is."

That's very much in Olga Marie's style.

Arriving at the central command post, Olga Marie glanced at the situation in Chaldea displayed through Sheba not far away and asked, "How is it going? Romani, isn't today the day for the spirit transfer to the First Singularity? Are all preparations complete?"

Roman nodded: "Yes, all preparations are complete. The spirit transfer is scheduled to begin at 10:00 AM, and there are about 50 minutes left. I think Fujimaru, Mashu, and Hinako Akuta should arrive soon."

“Is that so? That’s good.” Olga Marie’s slightly furrowed brows relaxed a little. “This is the first step in Chaldea’s restoration of humanity, and we absolutely cannot allow any mistakes or errors to occur.”

"Yes!"

The staff in the control room responded in unison, and then returned to their work.

Soon, after waiting for about ten minutes, the door to the control room was opened again.

Natsukawa Torara looked at the three people who appeared at the door: "You're here. Fujimaru, Mashu, Akuta-senpai, good morning."

Mashu: "Yes, good morning, brother."

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Good morning, Captain!"

Hinako Akuta: "Good morning my foot! It's almost noon already."

Hearing the only one who disagreed, Hinako Akuta, Natsukawa Tora couldn't help but smile: "The agreed departure time is 10 a.m., so the only time to gather is at that time. If you have any complaints, you can complain to Roman."

“I have no interest in making things difficult for a weakling.” Hinako Akuta glared fiercely at Roman.

After a dry laugh, Roman cleared his throat: "Well then, now that everyone is here, let's begin the final explanation before heading to the First Singularity."

"As explained the day before yesterday, the first singularity is located in France during the Hundred Years' War, in 1431..."

......

The pre-departure briefing lasted about ten minutes. After listening to Roman explain the various matters related to the First Singularity and the things to be dealt with once they arrived there, just like when they went to Fuyuki City, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other two changed into their combat suits and entered the basket.

Before entering the basket, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Natsukawa Torama standing not far away: "Isn't the captain coming along this time?"

“I’ll go there a little later. After all, there are only three Singularities. And if you perform well enough to repair the Singularity without my help, then I might not go. It all depends on the situation,” Natsukawa Tiger said with a smile. “However, I can assure you that I will arrive within five minutes of you being in dire straits.”

"Five minutes, okay!"

"Also, Fujimaru, let me tell you one last thing." Natsukawa Torara called out to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was about to enter the basket. "Regarding the enemy you will face in the First Singularity, if I'm not mistaken, it should be Joan of Arc. After all, if we're talking about a major event that happened in 1431, that's the only one."

"Joan of Arc, who was sentenced to be burned at the stake, suddenly and mysteriously resurrected and led countless dragons to conquer France—this is the event you will face next. Remember to explain it to Mashu and Akuta afterwards."

"Well then, have a safe trip. See you later."

36. Please cherish the present Jeanne Alter.

It is located in a magnificent castle, or perhaps a church, somewhere in France.

Before the transfer of spiritual particles began at Chaldea, two people stood on the floor of the highest room in the very center of this magnificent building, which should have been inhabited only by bishops or nobles.

One of them, who appeared to be the leader, was undoubtedly a woman based on her appearance and figure, and in terms of looks, she could be described as a stunning beauty. However, contrary to her beautiful appearance, her expression was one of hatred, maintaining a cold and sinister demeanor, giving the impression of a quietly burning flame.

The other person who appeared in the room with him was a man whose face was so thin it was almost frightening. If he were to be seen walking outside at night, people would surely call him a demon or devil. His appearance was so cold and terrifying, and coupled with the strangely colored clothes he wore, he seemed like an evil wizard.

"What a magnificent place."

The woman in the lead glanced around the room and spoke with a mocking tone.

"While we were fighting desperately for this country on the front lines, these high-ranking figures were living such comfortable places, indulging in a decadent life where they could decide life and death with just a few words... Ah, the more I think about it, the angrier and angrier I get. I really want to burn it all down."

"Hehehe, if you want to do that, then do it, my saintess. If it's you, everything you do will have meaning."

The wizards accompanying the women tried their best to make their expressions as gentle as possible.

"But before that, please don't forget what we need to do first, Joan of Arc."

——【Joan of Arc】

If a third party were to hear this man address the woman in front of him in such a way, they would surely be shocked, perhaps even terrified.

Joan of Arc, or Jeanne Darc, the saint hailed as a heroine by the French people during the war, should have perished in the raging fire three days earlier, surrounded by a large crowd.

Joan of Arc has been burned at the stake.