Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Like a wild beast, out of control...

His eyes were bloodshot.

The roar of rampaging magic exploded in my blood vessels.

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt a cracking sound coming from her consciousness.

But now... is not the time to lose control of one's mind.

With blood-red light in her eyes, Ritsuka exuded a scorching aura, frantically devouring the spiritual particles in the air. At this moment, it seemed that something was about to happen.

Cú Chulainn's claws paused slightly.

"What on earth is this?!"

The changes in Fujimaru Ritsuka put a sense of pressure on Cú Chulainn.

A golden halo spread out, and the girl's short red hair floated with the flowing momentum.

The thousands of red threads, almost like a metamorphosis, slowly imprinted with gilded colors under the halo of light.

Crimson star breath spread.

But what's different from before is—

Fujimaru Ritsuka now seems to have undergone a further transformation in some way.

Or rather, this transformation had already occurred long ago.

"This is bad, if this continues..."

This could lead to a serious mistake.

If it were Cú Chulainn under normal circumstances, he might be interested in unknown and novel powers.

But now, he is the King of Evil.

An embodiment of terror.

He didn't hesitate at all; his speed was extremely fast, happening in an instant!

"Die, Chaldea Master!"

Crimson claws pierced through Fujimaru Ritsuka's chest.

Rama: Master!

Sita: How could this be?!

Nightingale clenched her fists, her scarlet eyes fixed on Cú Chulainn.

The Master's chest was pierced...

Right before their eyes, humanity's last Master had his heart pierced.

"Ah, sorry."

Cú Chulainn remained expressionless, showing no sign of remorse whatsoever.

It exists, but it's merely a mockery of the killing machine.

"Remain..."

Rama gripped the indestructible blade tightly.

With bloodshot eyes, he charged angrily at Cú Chulainn.

As a great hero in mythology.

Rama was not weak.

However, this is the limit for it to serve as a vessel for Servants.

At this moment, in Rama/Sita's heart, Fujimaru Ritsuka's position is second only to Sita/Rama.

Therefore, it is unacceptable.

"Disinfect and sterilize."

"They actually treated my important patient—"

The steel nurse's fist continued to pound on the monster's armor, ignoring the barbs.

"What can you do when you're dragging your exhausted bodies around?"

Cú Chulainn said jokingly, "There are things in this world that you can't do no matter how hard you try. Giving up early... might make things easier."

The powerful aura instantly repelled the attacking Servants.

At the same time, it was as if they were showing off their spoils of war.

Cú Chulainn shook Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was hanging from his claws.

"But...even so..."

Blood gushed from his chest, flowing down Cú Chulainn's sharp spear claws, through the menacing black groove, and congealed on the equally scarlet barbs.

Even so... there are things that absolutely must be done.

A crimson color rose.

The girl spoke softly, her hands, imbued with scarlet magic, gripping the tip of the scarlet spear claw.

"What's this..."

Cú Chulainn's eyes widened in shock.

Cracked.

The sealed cocoon was torn open, revealing the purest and most incomprehensible brilliance within.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils shrank to tiny dots, and the surrounding pupils were completely crimson, like blood.

Her golden hair shimmered, sparkling like stardust in the halo.

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed like a demon king, yet also like a star spirit.

The desire for depravity and the blood-sucking impulse of the True Ancestor are forcibly mixed together.

She was like boiling honey.

Beneath that sweet appearance lies a warmth capable of melting anything.

A voice came to my ears.

I can't even feel the pain in my chest.

He had been forced into a corner.

At the same time, Fujimaru Ritsuka also sensed that something was about to break free from its cocoon.

The scorching flames... were like both heaven and hell.

Boundless and endless love softly enveloped Fujimaru Ritsuka's consciousness.

It's the Demon King...

The Demon King of Love.

It's just different.

Even tormenting people feels so comfortable, like embracing warm cotton in the winter sun.

[Heh...this is truly appalling.]

Since you've actively requested my power...

What else can I say? Here you go.

[As long as you can indulge in my burning love...]

Heh...hehe...

Let me fulfill your wish.

【Um? 】

Happiness, joy, and passion.

All these emotions and desires converged to a critical point, stimulating the inner self of Fujimaru Ritsuka to some extent.

"Anyway, thank you."

"Please, help me deal with this madness, dementia, mania, and vampiric urge that's flooding my brain!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, like a hands-off manager, dumped all the drawbacks and emotional burnt embers generated in her True Ancestor state onto the Demon King named Kama.

What kind of treatment?

The White Demon King was slightly taken aback.

[Handle? Do you think I'm a garbage collector?!]

Those frenzied blood-sucking urges seemed to be held back by an invisible hand.

It was forcibly pressed into the cracks of the soul.

All that remained for Fujimaru Ritsuka was a strange, intense excitement—

It's like poison preserved in honey.

I lend you my power so that you may fall. Once you fall, my power will grow stronger... With increasing power, I will be able to make the whole world, the entire universe, fall into my love.

Do you understand what this really means?

Regardless of what it meant, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't think that the beautiful demon king in front of her would do anything truly outrageous.

"Yes, I know."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and said.

You actually... like me, don't you!

The girl stuck out her tongue at the Demon King, half-jokingly.

"what?"

Are you not fully conscious?

The Demon King has been somewhat indecisive for the past ten years.

Could the girl I hacked into actually be an idiot?

If I absorb her karma, will I also become an idiot...?

I'm a little unsure...

"See, you're even worried about whether I'm thinking straight or not. You really do like me!"

【? ! 】

Fujimaru Ritsuka's words made Moro swallow back all the words he had been preparing for.

How can there be such a shameless person in the world?

Even the Demon King, who considered himself the embodiment of the "Principles of Corruption," found this person somewhat incomprehensible.

Who cares if you're conscious! This kind of talk is disgusting. I'm using you, using you, understand? You insignificant human beings.

I'm torturing weak and cowardly humans like you with the hell of desire. If you don't even understand this, just how foolish are you... really.

[If I don't intervene, how can you expect to be killed before humanity even falls into depravity?]

—She really does like me, doesn't she?

Actively help yourself deal with the negative emotions of the True Ancestor.

Actively lend the power of [corruption] to yourself.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought optimistically.

Then, when I opened my eyes again.

Not even a moment had passed.

As the flames rose, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to be fixed in mid-air.

She slowly pulled away the spearhead that had pierced her chest.