Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Fujimaru Ritsuka is very gentle.

This comment came from everyone except herself.

She will treat others equally and try to understand people other than herself without prejudice. No matter how stigmatized people are, she will make judgments after coming into contact with them.

When she sees others encountering difficulties, she can’t help but lend a helping hand.

She knew clearly that it was not her responsibility, but she took the initiative to take a step forward in the face of disaster.

The expectations of countless people can also be countless responsibilities and burdens.

But she could bear it all.

[In the end, it is Fujimaru Ritsuka who needs the heroic spirit]

[Or do heroic spirits need Fujimaru Ritsuka? 】

Perhaps this answer should be tested from the attitude of both parties towards each other. Even after death, they were sublimated to the "perfect body" on the throne, and those great men who left their mark on history were not all without confusion.

No, quite the opposite.

It was precisely because my heart was still filled with longing that I was summoned by the Holy Grail.

Even those who say they disdain the Holy Grail do not do so because they have achieved self-perfection, but because they simply feel that the Holy Grail is completely insufficient to fulfill their wishes, or they do not want to fulfill their long-cherished wishes in that way. .

Everyone has regrets.

Everyone has weaknesses.

Because they are "people".

The heroic spirit and Fujimaru Ritsuka have a mutually redeeming relationship.

They relied on the girl's own power, but they also longed for answers in that girl who thought she was ordinary and was extremely gentle.

In countless dreams, through the mutual contract, we can see the phantom of the heroic spirit's past, put ourselves in their shoes, and yet be able to break away from the confused position of the person involved.

This is how Fujimaru Ritsuka relied on her natural kindness and pure kindness to conquer heroic spirits again and again.

Some are hostile, some are loving, some are interested, or some have nothing to do with them.

But in the end they will get to know each other well enough that they can no longer let go.

Even if he dies again, even if he tarnishes the soul of a hero, even if even the traces on his throne are erased, he still wants to help his master, and even spontaneously turns into a meteor in the sky.

The heroic spirits have such passionate feelings for their Master and that girl.

That.

What about the other way around?

When that girl's strong coat was stripped away, what was left of her was just a mortal who had never achieved any achievements or had any magnificent adventures in more than ten years of life. She was just such a mortal.

She was afraid.

When she rushed into the ruins surrounded by flames, apart from the sense of responsibility that she had to do something, she also felt confused, a little bit of almost undetectable annoyance, and even fear.

Fear of death.

I am afraid that I will not be able to say goodbye to my parents or my friends before I die.

Afraid of having nothing after death, afraid that such a beautiful life cannot continue.

She went into battle fearful.

She pushed herself and found the girl who was crushed under the rubble by the huge rubble, the school girl who always called her senior.

She pushed herself to fight the heroes in history, to face the dark torrent that split the world, to face the burning city, to face the roaring sea.

To face the fact that there are companions in front of you, for the sake of human reason, and for yourself.

so afraid.

Afraid of his own death and afraid of the death of his companions.

At what time of the day, have you ever thought this way?

If I had known this earlier.

In that flame-wreathed spirit transfer room, wouldn't it be a blessing to just hold hands with Mashu and gradually fall asleep?

This person was originally a dull person, who was pampered by his parents and enjoyed all the beauty in the world. He grew up into an ordinary positive and sunny high school girl. He was born because of his too happy past and "wanted to save others." Yes, silly [pleasure].

How long can this replicable, extremely ordinary pleasure last?

With the answer in mind, Fujimaru Ritsuka walked aimlessly.

She wanted to fall several times.

If there is a parallel world, then the current self must be built on the corpses of ten, hundreds, thousands, or even countless "failed Fujimaru Ritsuka", an extremely rare miracle.

And all of this she attributed to the support of the people around her.

The girl who calls her senior will always be by her side, blocking her with a pure heart and an indestructible shield. She says that she has nothing and needs to learn from herself as a senior, but in the end she even loses her life. Also given to myself.

The doctor who always said "I can't do it", the man who always looked like a lazy lazy man, drank coffee without stopping in a place that he couldn't see, and maintained a body that was long beyond what normal people can bear. Although he works hard, he still pretends to be relaxed in front of himself.

Those heroic spirits who can only be seen in myths and history books even lowered their status to help themselves, taking care of their own stupidity, watching over the girl, and helping her when she was about to lose her footing and fall off the cliff, as if watching her Staggering toward the finish line like a baby.

It is because of them

It's because of everyone that I can persevere.

If I had been alone all this time, it would have been broken long ago.

Therefore, I like everyone the most.

My friend, my best friend, the memory I will never forget, the photo album I will always treasure deep in my heart.

The people I love.

"Why do you lower your head! Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

And they like that

"This is not what you cherish the most!——"

The tinnitus echoing in his ears continued almost sharply.

"The one named 'Heroic Spirit'——"

it hurts

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

"Partner's face!!!"

【Destroy him】

"open"

"Huh? What did you say?"

The word spirit named Kamaitachi is the word spirit that listens to the world. Even so, Odin failed to capture the language that came from the lips of the girl just now, which was so fine that it could hardly be called a sound.

But he could guess it.

Now that things have reached this point, since he wants to break up, he will never let go of any moment or second of savoring this pleasure.

The distorted face was now filled with strange satisfaction, becoming irregular and terrifying.

He pretended to be confused, his face stretched into an artificial posture like plasticine, and he asked loudly with a grin.

"What did you say~~"

I said.------! ! !

"Get your dirty hands off that person!!!!!!"

That was probably the most sad and crazy cry that Fujimaru Ritsuka had made in his life. The face that was supposed to be beautiful and pure, the golden eyes that were as holy as a god, actually started to show blood at the edges, as if tears had condensed into blood drops and slipped from the corners of the eyes.

What came at the same time was an abyss-like alien.

red.

Red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red red Red red red red red red red red red red.

The monster roared, and the back of its sharp and narrow dark hand twisted and struggled, piercing the tip of the awl through its own neck, tearing and biting, going deep and breaking off to both sides.

The blood spurted, watering the earth, traveling along the thin lines, wandering, seeping, leaving behind Yin and Cang, leaving behind dazzling scarlet and strange patterns.

The surrounding atmosphere is distorted. It is different from the false quality of the king's power. It is more like the simple concentration of elements exceeding the world's average, making it impossible to observe with the naked eye!

The edges are folded and distorted, the colors no longer have conventional fixed values, and any physical laws lose their meaning at that moment.

For a moment, there was no holding back, and even Odin's twisted smiling face froze.

There is no sense at all.

No control at all.

At that moment, no rules or thinking could stop Fujimaru Ritsuka.

[Fujimaru Ritsuka is good at poker face]

【but】

【She also has weaknesses. 】

No one can be perfect.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

【Violent Blood】

【one time】

【Second degree】

【Three degrees】

【Fourth degree】

Five degrees! ! ! !

[If the theory of violent blood is to suppress human genes and make dragon genes infinitely close to 50%, then]

[The blood of the White King can reach 99%, right? 】

[That’s awesome~ Then aren’t they all invincible? 】

[No, it’s still different. 】

The so-called bloodline level of mixed breeds mainly depends on excellent genes rather than proportion. If we want to make an analogy, a level A hybrid is like a banknote worth 50 yuan, while a level B hybrid is like a banknote worth 10 yuan. Genetic quality is naturally far more useful than bloodline ratio.

But, in other words, as long as there is a B-level hybrid with a proportion of dragon blood that is ten times that of an A-level hybrid, wouldn't it mean that we are on the same level?

ah.

That.

Tatsuka Fujimaru, who was once evaluated as having a "low blood ratio", was able to compete on the same stage as an imperial-level mixed-blood.

If its genetic quality is more than 50, it exceeds the face value of 100.

And push the ratio to 99%?

Who knows.

Probably, in one word.

【Monster】

The sound of hard objects breaking was mixed with the sudden sound of the water bag being squeezed and bursting with brute force.

In the corner that cannot be captured by the field of vision, only scarlet ripples begin to appear.

The blood flower flew higher into the sky with its white spear, and the broken pieces of the armor were scattered in the air, almost stagnant.

"Varied!?--"

The world is spinning.

Odin's foul-smelling blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head with a livid face and looked at the arm in front of him that penetrated his chest and the girl who was looking at him.

The murderous intent that was twisted to the point of madness, and the spiritual element that enveloped the entire Nibelungen, overwriting the mental images.

Nibelung's elemental advantage was completely overturned in an instant.

The heroic army of hundreds of people, as well as the God King who controls the power of "speed", were not able to capture the girl's figure immediately, and were directly penetrated by the opponent! ?

The Noble Phantasm that sealed the opponent with the heroic spirit's body was unfolded, but it was penetrated by the opponent using only his physical body! ? !

How!

What an incredible monster.

but--

"Haha. Hahahahahahahahaha!!! It's exactly the same as I imagined!!!"

Odin raised his head and smiled miserably, leaning his body back as much as possible, gathering all the elements in his body into his chest, almost fighting against the girl's spreading spiritual elements in an embarrassed manner. "How much do you treasure these guys!! How disgusting!! -"

Then, at this moment, behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, countless white lights intertwined into a net.

It was a network of chains as white as flowing light.

"Come!!! [Heaven's Lock enkidu] [Gleipnir]!!"

The chains instantly wrapped Fujimaru Ritsuka from behind.

Odin held onto Fujimaru Ritsuka's arm that penetrated his chest with both hands, and said with a sinister smile.

Looking into those blood-red pupils, the man's blood-stained mouth curled into a high grin.

Then, here are the key points in this plan.

Keep your skills.

【Spider 糸の果てA+++】

ps:.

Woohoo, I feel so sorry for my Ritsuka. Damn it, I can’t say this against my will (scratches my head)

However, I am looking forward to the next plot, because it will be very enjoyable. Won't torture, won't torture, won't torture