Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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From Arjuna's perspective, Maeve was just indulging in self-delusion.

He conjured the powerful "evil" Cú Chulainn using the Holy Grail and then went mad.

"Also, we need to keep an eye on the situation with the resistance. Although neither side should amount to much, if they were to unite, it would be quite a headache."

Whether a Servant has a source of magical energy or not naturally makes a world of difference in combat power. The Celts, on the other hand, possess the Holy Grail, so their magical energy is naturally inexhaustible.

On the rebel side, magic diminishes with each use.

"Most importantly, where are the Chaldea Masters? Where have they all gone?"

Maeve narrowed her eyes.

Compared to the United States army and the rebels' sneak attacks,

Chaldea is much more dangerous.

"According to the report, they seem to have gone to Alcatel-Las Island, and our intelligence could no longer investigate after that."

""

Maeve narrowed her eyes, her expression turning somewhat strange.

"I remember that place was turned into a prisoner-of-war camp by Noknare... If it's that place..."

Noknare hid them?

"Does this mean Noknare is planning to break off our relationship?"

Maeve didn't actually want to be enemies with Noknare.

In this manifestation, Noknare is actually connected to her spirit origin. Although their powers have not been weakened and each of them still belongs to their respective factions, there is indeed a connection between them that is similar to the concept of "otherworld counterparts".

However, even if they are similar, it is only limited to appearance.

Their temperament, strength, and style are completely different.

More importantly, Maeve is a slut with dirty pants, while Noknae is pure love.

The two have completely different ambitions and views on love. If I had to say, Noknare is a bit cuter.

"That's impossible. If my spirit foundation dissipates, hers shouldn't be able to survive either..."

Because she remembered her innocent self before she was raped in her previous life, Maeve couldn't feel any ill will towards Noknare.

The other person felt like her Lily, so Maeve actually intended to let her develop on her own.

This is probably the last vestige of kindness in the heart of this wicked and debauched queen.

"So, what do you plan to do...?"

Cú Chulainn, the Mad King, rested his elbow on his thigh, his palm supporting his cold and ruthless face.

"First, defeat the United States forces head-on and wipe the nation of America out of history."

Maeve squinted as she spoke.

As for the resistance, they won't cause much trouble; we can just slowly eliminate them later.

In short, after considering everything, aside from the Chaldea Master whose situation is unknown, there is only one thing that can be confirmed—

That means the advantage lies with me.

"Now prepare to engage!"

Maeve smiled, her eyes sparkling with unprecedented confidence and joy.

"Karuna, Arjuna!"

"Now let those scrap metal see what a true warrior is!"

Cú Chulainn can unleash unparalleled power.

Maeve was quite certain that even if the rebels and the United States army joined forces, Kushner would be able to easily break through their defenses.

Is it time to officially go to war with the United States?

Arjuna clenched his fist.

"You have to promise me one thing."

He spoke softly to Maeve.

"Go ahead and tell me what you want."

Maeve said it without a care in the world.

"Firstly, I want to fight Karna one-on-one, and I hope there will be no one else around to disturb me."

"It's natural."

—Maeve nodded in agreement.

"Secondly, in my duel with Karna, you cannot use the magic of the Holy Grail to enhance my power."

"Eh?"

Medb was taken aback upon hearing Arjuna's words:

"Didn't you want to defeat Karna? Why? You'd be stronger with magical support, wouldn't you?"

“That’s right. But I want to fight Karna fairly, so if I use the Holy Grail... my battle would lose its meaning.”

"Fair... Well, whatever, I haven't lost anything anyway."

Maeve agreed.

"Grateful."

Arjuna bowed slightly, gripping the bow in his hand even tighter.

That's not a problem.

After all, Arjuna and Karna are basically of equal strength. As long as Karna, who poses even the slightest threat to Kushala Dakota, is restrained, the others are nothing but trash.

Arjuna's blue longbow gleamed.

As a hero bestowed by heaven, he naturally resembles the protagonist in a story, able to obtain honor, status, and wealth through hard work.

He possesses a magical artifact bestowed by the gods.

His martial arts and skills were at their peak, yet despite his many accolades, he remained fixated on one man.

That's Karna over there.

Unlike him, the "hero bestowed by heaven," he is the "hero of charity."

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt like she was on fire every day.

It was originally burned by the breath of the star.

That's alright, since it's because of the princess that I became a [True Ancestor]. As a [True Ancestor], I can mobilize the energy in the Breath of Stars.

Then flames, like a curse of revenge, appeared and continued to burn. Every time I tried to use this ability, it felt like all the cells in my body were on fire.

Until now.

Then, a corrupting flame, seemingly a "curse of love," appeared in the depths of his heart.

I don't know what's going on, but it seems to be quite easy to control?

Fujimaru Ritsuka rubbed a small flame with great interest.

What's going on with this human?

[Having my mind possessed, you should be terrified, so why are you toying with my cursed flames with such interest?]

The white-haired, red-eyed demon king muttered something.

Is she not afraid of me at all?

[That's impossible, because I am the Demon King of Love, capable of corrupting people. Simple-minded humans will only lose their reason and become my playthings.]

Let love, a desperate hope, consume you.

May you be consumed by painful love, burning love, endless love, and transformed into an invisible being of despair.

Heh...you're just pretending...

[Pretend nothing's wrong, let me inflict a curse of depravity upon you, making you my utter captive, and then truly...]

Hehehe...hehehe...

The white-haired demon god chuckled.

Not far from her.

The girl in white with long golden hair and the man in black robes with silver hair were looking at the [Demon King] with completely bewildered expressions.

The Demon King, however, seemed completely unaware of what was happening.

""

The princess seems to have grown upright cat ears.

"Who is she?"

"Well, I don't know..."

The Cave King shook his head, seemingly having forgotten how to utter his usual eerie words.

"What is she laughing at?"

The princess asked again.

"I...I don't know either."

The Cave King replied once more, "It just feels like I'm a fool."

"He looks like an idiot."

"The Cave King said."

She thought she was the first one and had no idea that there were two other people hiding behind her.

"Let's see what she's doing first. She doesn't seem very threatening... Well, anyway, I don't think Ritsuka can be 'corrupted' by her."

"Well..."

The young man in black adjusted his top hat.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Let's remain silent for now.

—The Cave King is temporarily submerged.

"..."

"A demonic being, an invisible being... This is—so that's it, it's [God]...?"

"His name is something like Kama, but currently his demonic side seems to be more prominent..."

"Ah, that's it."

The princess closed her eyes, then opened them again.

Once consumed by love and reduced to nothingness, its corrupting flames yearn to corrupt the young beasts of all humanity—

That is to say...

Since all of humanity has disappeared, the Fallen Fujimaru Ritsuka is the easiest target, so he takes action.

So that's what this goddess was planning?

She was originally supposed to be suppressed by the great god Shiva, who possessed the evil demonic nature of Mara. However, it seems that because the curse between Rama and Sita was severed, she found an opportunity in an instant to devour the concept of the demon king [Ravana].

Thus, it was revived in a conceptual way.

The princess probably understood what she was thinking.

呲——

She slowly drew a massive demonic sword from the void, its surface reflecting blue and white light like a mirror.

[Let's kill her now. Although I don't think Ritsuka would fall into depravity, but... as Ritsuka's master and guardian, I'm still a little unhappy.]

That's what the princess thought.