Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"You are..."

Olga Marie vaguely remembered that this girl was someone Professor Rafe had asked to be included in the team. She was a newly promoted member of Group A, supposedly because she was a genius with a near 100% talent for spirit particle transfer. However, she had just finished training when the official operation began, and she got caught up in the incident.

“Leave it to me, Director Olga Marie.”

Olga Marie breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the reliable young girl's back.

But something seems to have just happened?

Fujimaru Ritsuka... she's supposed to be a Master, right? How could a Master punch a Shadow Servant and smash her into a wall?!

"Director Olga Marie, please stand behind me!"

Mash raised her red-glowing holy shield and stood guard in front of Olga Marie.

"Ah...uh...okay."

Olga Marie nodded blankly.

Her thoughts were still lingering on the moment when Fujimaru Ritsuka punched the lancer away, and she stood obediently behind Mashu in astonishment.

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her wrist, her crimson eyes resolute as she looked at the figure slowly rising from the darkness and smoke.

The servant wielding a scythe staggered to his feet from the smoke and dust.

"Damn it...you actually attacked me from behind! You brat, I'll tear you to pieces, grind you into a pile of minced meat!"

His human-like face contorted into a ferocious, beast-like expression, and his dark yellow eyes flashed with murderous intent!

She was furious and determined to kill Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had just punched her into the building ruins and made her eat a mouthful of dirt!

But so what?

Now that we are enemies, there is only one thing to do.

This is a survival war where it's either you or me, with no room for hesitation or retreat.

"Senior, let me help you—"

“No need, Mashu. This guy is my prey, and also an obstacle I must overcome.”

"Therefore, I must do it myself—"

Protect Olga Marie's red thread from this guy!!!

He rejected Mashu's offer.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze changed from blood red to dark yellow, and the faint aura of the crimson tide enveloped her...

The next moment, she moved!

Under normal circumstances, no one dares to look directly into Medusa's terrifying demonic eyes. Her gem-grade petrifying eyes can turn anyone who looks directly into them into a lifelike figurine.

"Turn into stone for me—!"

The purple-haired fallen goddess's eyes flashed with an eerie light, and a petrifying curse surged toward the blonde girl!

She smiled wickedly, meeting his gaze with those red eyes.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is currently unable to properly use the Rainbow Mystic Eyes; this power is simply too invincible, and the requirements for its abilities are terrifying.

Even so, the essence of her eyes remained. She didn't flinch, but instead stubbornly resisted the petrifying impact!

"------"

fist!

It's still about fists!

Fujimaru Ritsuka, a self-taught fighter, lacked technique; her punch was all about numbers!

"Impossible! They were clearly hit by my Petrifying Demon Eye, so why are their speed and strength still superior to mine?!"

Medusa couldn't comprehend what was happening before her. She just stared blankly as the fist in front of her grew larger and larger, and even a hint of fear appeared in her demonic eyes.

"monster--"

Completely oblivious to the fact that she was a monster, Fujimaru Ritsuka's fist struck Medusa's abdomen heavily, causing her to gag in pain!

However, this attack was not the end!

The fist that struck Medusa in the abdomen carried a powerful impact, sending her flying into the air in a 360-degree arc!

"This power...is not human...you are a Servant?!"

Medusa could only think this way. Her spirit trembled slightly, and in that instant, as her body froze in mid-air, she once again saw the golden light leaping high into the air.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a Servant, and I'm no longer entirely human."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's leaping posture resembled the shimmering moonlight, and that moonlight, along with the blood-red magic power on her fist, converged into a cone of light like a blood moon, just like a deep red electric drill!

"Because I'm already halfway to becoming a True Ancestor!" the girl's voice boomed as she swung her fist!

Yeah, the most shameful true ancestor.

That statement is redundant, even though it's true.

boom!

The last scene Medusa saw when she looked up...

It is the fist of a fallen star that protects Olga Marie's red stockings!

Chapter 9 Olga Marie Cries

The True Ancestor?!

Olga Marie heard it clearly.

No, Rafe, what kind of person did you put in my Group A?!

What exactly did you stuff into my Chaldea?!

True Ancestor!

Olga Marie certainly knew the significance of this term. It wasn't a vampire derived from the Dead Apostles, nor was it the legendary vampire. It was the true Star Touch, originating from the Inner Sea of ​​the Stars and extending from the interior of the planet!

They are beings on the same level as gods and primordial fairies!

Upon closer inspection, Mashu's condition also seems a bit off.

Olga Marie looked at the red and silver patterns on Mash's body, while the Holy Shield emitted a blood-red light.

"Mash, your body...why? Shouldn't you have become a Demi-Servant? Why did you become like this—Aaaaaaaah!"

Seeing the striking deep red teeth marks on the girl's snow-white neck, Olga Marie finally understood!

Mash was recognized by the True Ancestor, became a member of the True Ancestor's Familiar, was granted pure blood, and transformed into a high-ranking Dead Apostle!

[If she were to arrive in the world of Tsukihime, Mash would now be capable of reaching the level of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles and standing alongside Fou-san!]

Olga Marie was frightened.

True Ancestor, Dead Apostle... Saving Humanity?

This isn't right, this isn't right!

Olga Marie's mind went blank, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

My Chaldea!

The reason why we are afraid of True Ancestors is actually quite simple: True Ancestors are creatures that generally do not come to the surface world.

True Ancestors, who can suppress their vampiric urges, naturally have no need to interact with humans, so they generally do not come to human society.

Many of those who come to human society are fallen progenitors; these terrifying demons are beings that can stop children from crying at night in the world of magicians.

Now, the living True Ancestor and the High Primordial Dead Apostle are right in front of her.

She had seen high-ranking Dead Apostles and vampires before, but this was definitely the first time she had ever seen a True Ancestor.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Olga Marie screamed in terror.

She shuffled her bottom across the scorching ground with both hands, her eyes filled with even more despair as she looked at Mashu.

"No, don't kill me... Mashu..."

Mashu paused slightly, a hint of confusion and bewilderment appearing on her cute face: "No, Director Olga Marie, my senior and I are here to help you..."

"You're here for revenge, aren't you! Because of Father's experiment, you're here to kill me, aren't you? Ahhh... I'm prepared... kill me... but please... please don't turn me into a Dead Apostle..."

The almost pleading voice made Mash pause slightly.

“What are you saying, Director Olga Marie? Don’t sit on the ground, you’ll catch a cold. Let me help you up.”

Mash smiled and extended her hand to Olga Marie, her gesture full of kindness and friendliness.

"Ah... Ah! [No!]!"

In Olga Marie's eyes, that gentle smile was like the whisper of a devil.

[Quickly join the senior's retinue and become a blood bag of the True Ancestor! It's so much fun!]

I don't want to become a vampire's blood bag!

Olga Marie shrank back further, trembling and fearfully hugging her knees, cautiously looking at Mash, who didn't know what to do.

"What's wrong, Mashu?"

The appearance of the golden figure made Olga Marie hold her breath.

The true ancestor, the living true ancestor!

Before Olga Marie knew she was a True Ancestor, she didn't feel anything. But now that she knows who she is, the Director-General finds her lively and cheerful smile terrifying.

Don't eat me!

"Director Olga Marie."

The blonde girl patted the remaining fragments of her spirit core off her hands. Medusa's body, whose spirit core had been shattered by a punch, had long since vanished, leaving only an empty, fire-smoldering street of despair.

Fujimaru Ritsuka walked over step by step, a gentle smile on her face, and extended her hand to Olga Marie.

"Master of Group A, Fujimaru Ritsuka, reporting for duty!"

"Ah...um..."

Olga Marie was bewildered, and without thinking, she grasped the snow-white hand that the blonde girl had extended, and then she was pulled up by a tremendous force.

"Can we still walk?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

"Hmm, ah, it's alright..."

No, why did Olga Marie agree so easily?! The other party is a True Ancestor, the highest-ranking elf who treats Dead Apostles and humans as food.

Olga Marie was exhausted.

Her magic is of high quality, but her magical power is not high; the difference in strength between when she is prepared and when she is not is huge.

So now Miss Olga Marie is no longer able to function; her brain has been turned into a complete mess after a series of shocks.

"Don't be stubborn, Chief."

Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up Director Olga Marie in a princess carry; it was effortless for her, who could easily pierce through a Shadow Servant's spirit core, to lift the director.

"—=Zero=。0? A chaotic mess—!"

Olga Marie was frightened again.

"We came here to protect the director, so you can rest assured and hand him over to us."

“That’s right, senior is extremely powerful!” Mashu said proudly, puffing out her chest.

Fujimaru Ritsuka comforted Olga Marie, who was terrified and looked like Bambi.

It's because it's you guys that I feel uneasy! And what's with this posture? Are you trying to put me on the dinner table?

I don't even qualify to be a familiar, a Dead Apostle. Am I only good for food? Even vampires look down on me!

Olga Marie was lost in thought.

Fujimaru Ritsuka had no idea how panicked Olga Marie was. Her goal was simple: to find out who was behind this incident and then call it a day.

The princess instantly killed Archer with her Mystic Eyes, and Fujimaru Ritsuka shattered the Shadow Servant Lancer with three punches. The remaining Shadow Servants have yet to reveal themselves.

“I said—although it’s a bit unlikely, I still want to try.”