Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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However, in contrast, this petite oppressor also possesses a pride and resilience that rises from ugliness like a rose.

"O oppressor! O oppressor, my blade will tear you to shreds!"

Spartacus roared, looking at Nero, grinning to reveal a set of large white teeth.

"Hmm, I understand. I ask you again, are you willing to join my ranks and fight against the same oppressor, the 'False Emperor'? As you can see, my empire has crumbled, and more subjects are suffering than before—so, rebel! I permit your rebellion..."

"My sword is only wielded for the weak. We are all equal, and I despise those who cannot understand this."

"Is that so... Hmm, hmm. I see. Then I'll tell you, the greatest oppressor of this time, who harms the weak, is in the west, on the side of the Allied Forces! I will not hinder your progress, you rebel..."

Spartacus looked in the direction Nero was pointing.

"Whoa, oppressor! Such a powerful oppressor! Hahahaha! Oppressor!" Spartacus seemed to have truly sensed the powerful [Roman aura], and his massive muscles trembled.

"Right, right? That's where the strongest [Rome] is. I bet you're more excited about that pseudo-emperor than about me, an emperor who has lost so much territory!"

Spartacus was breathing heavily, his eyes sparkling with starlight.

"Rebellion is my life! Oh, oppressors from afar! I will crush you with my blade!"

"Hmm! Although you are a rebel, your love is exceptionally pleasant!"

Nero raised his hands and shouted.

"Hahahaha! My love will crush all oppressors!"

Spartacus's massive feet pounded the earth as he roared and charged forward, his spirit of eternal rebellion shining through.

"Hmm! Praise be to your soul!"

Nero raised his head, watching Spartacus's majestic figure recede into the distance, "A thunderous cheer for the rebellion of noble souls!"

bang bang bang!

Spartacus, his muscles bulging and bursting with explosive power, charged toward the Spanish region, the capital of the united Rome!

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly realized:

"So that's how it is! This is a strategy of using one tiger to devour another! In this way, allying with Rome will leave them with no time to look eastward! What a brilliant plan, Your Majesty Nero!"

"As expected of His Majesty Nero!" Mash quickly chimed in from the side.

"Fufu~~!" Fufu patted the soft little ball of flesh.

"Hmph, say more! I can take any more praise..." Emperor Nero said, hands on his hips, rubbing the tip of his nose with his fingers. "Sometimes, even I am afraid of my own talent!"

"However, this way we won't have to worry about Rome being attacked. After all, sending the entire army out is just too dangerous..."

Nero wasn't entirely confident; she just wanted to give it a try.

She hoped that Spartacus could be more reasonable, so she explained that the villain who harmed the people was not her, but the one who had allied with Rome, and that was enough.

United Rome

Rafe Florence jumped up, his eyes bulging!

"Spartacus, that beast? He's coming for me! Damn it, how could this happen... We prepared for a desperate situation to destroy Rome, and now there are signs of a reversal?!"

"How could this be... Damn it!"

"They all deserve to die!"

He angrily connected with Boudica using the Holy Grail, and her cold, furious face appeared on the blue virtual screen.

"Florence, forget the formalities. What do you want? I'm very busy," Boudica said coldly.

"Don't you owe me an explanation? Why can't you control your own men and instead come to me? Do you even know what you're doing?"

Rafe immediately launched into a barrage of accusations.

"Do I need to explain what I do to you?" Boudica sneered. "Don't bother me, I've already reached Provence."

"Provence...why are you attacking from there?"

Rafe's eyes narrowed; he seemed to have a feeling that things had slipped out of his control.

"What are you doing? Heh, have you forgotten? On this side of the Rhône River in Provence, there lie the remains of a dragon... If I use the Holy Grail to resurrect the dragon and let the evil spirit of Tarasque trample it in war, then all of Rome, whether it's the United Rome or the Roman Empire... heh heh heh... none of you will escape!"

"You madman! Are you even targeting me? Have you forgotten who gave you the Holy Grail? Have you forgotten?! Ah! Answer me!"

Rafe was furious, his eyes blazing with rage, and his green bucket hat fell off in his anger.

"Get lost," Boudica said coldly, then cut off the communication.

The United Palace was deserted. Rafe's face was unusually gloomy. He paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

"That ungrateful wretch! She's forgotten who gave her the power to rebel against Rome! Damn it... damn it, damn it!"

No one listens to him, everyone rebels against him, and no one can make him have his way. That's why humans are such a filthy species!

"Never mind, I still have a powerful Lancer in my possession anyway."

Rafe looked at the strong man standing to the side, like an ancient bronze statue.

His gloomy expression gradually improved.

Spartacus was nothing but a loser. It's laughable that Boudica, that useless woman, couldn't even control a Servant, unlike the great Florence, who could easily control a Roman god.

That woman thought she could reverse her tragic fate by possessing the Holy Grail. How pathetic... She actually dared to defy the great demon god... Didn't she even consider who he was controlling?

"As expected, humans are a bunch of useless trash. Even historical heroes are no different from scarecrows under my control... So what if they are the founding gods? They still have to obediently obey my orders."

Thinking about this and seeing Romulus, his mood improved considerably.

Romulus:

(Should I cooperate with him in this situation?)

The Divine Ancestor remained silent, only staring intently at Florence.

"Hehe, since that's the case, let's summon a few more Servants."

Florence muttered to himself, "Indeed, they are just foolish humans after all. It's understandable that they don't understand the greatness of us demon gods... So let's summon them."

He arrived at the summoning circle that had already been set up, and connected with the almost inexhaustible and boundless magical power within the Holy Grail, a wild and insane smile on his face.

"Whether it's that madwoman Boudica, that Master Fujimaru Ritsuka, or the Roman Emperor Nero Claudius, this time, I will turn them all into the dust of Rome!"

A flash of blue light appeared.

As the summoning circle emitted a blinding light, Rafe's smile grew even more arrogant!

He instantly replenished his terrifying combat power, and even Romulus's expression behind him underwent a slight change.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The emergence of historically renowned and powerful Greek warriors.

“My name is Alexander III.”

The young red-haired king calmly looked at Rafe:

"Leonidas".

Then, a brave warrior, holding a long spear and shield, wearing a heavy helmet and with his upper body bare, stood silently in place, his helmet burning with an indomitable flame.

“Good, good, Leonidas, go and kill Boudica and her three subordinate Heroic Spirits. Now that things have come to this, those who cannot be of use to me should be eliminated. As for Alexander, hehe, go and destroy Nero’s Rome...hehe, he is ultimately a low-level human Heroic Spirit. Do as I command.”

"It would destroy this era and sever the foundation of human history. In that case, no matter how hard those guys from Chaldea try, they'll only end up empty-handed!"

Rafe smiled coldly: "This time, the outcome will surely be our victory!"

It doesn't really matter. If there are any signs of defeat, he still has his last trump card, a trump card powerful enough to completely destroy the entire Roman civilization and burn the entire singularity to ashes.

The ahoge (cowlick) on Fujimaru Ritsuka's head is gathering star breath.

She had originally wanted to see if she could emit star breath from the top of her head, but it seemed that she found that her ahoge (cowlick) wouldn't stand up, and it was also difficult to gather energy on the top of her head.

Well, it didn't work, and I felt pretty stupid doing it.

Even the princess was inwardly cursing herself for being an idiot.

She had gone to study star charts with Olga Marie. After all, even Olga Marie couldn't deduce star charts from two thousand years ago by herself, right?

Just then, a messenger rushed over to report the latest situation.

"Report: Small groups of cavalry have been spotted in southern Gaul. It is speculated that the enemy intends to bypass the mountains and advance through relatively flat terrain. The possibility of them crossing the sea to attack Rome cannot be ruled out."

"only..."

The messenger's message made Nero frown slightly.

"What is it? Tell me quickly."

The messenger nodded: "But their marching route doesn't seem to be heading towards Rome, but rather towards western Gaul... I'm too stupid to know what they're planning."

"Western Gaul? What on earth is Boudica up to?"

Not to mention the messengers, even Nero himself didn't know.

"Never mind, if she goes west, I'll go west too! If we hesitate here, more of our people will be harmed... I absolutely will not allow anyone to harm the people of Rome again!"

"Ritsuka-chan, is this your suggestion?"

“Nero is right.” Fujimaru Ritsuka gave a thumbs up.

"Hmm, then it's decided! Let's follow the river and enter Gaul!"

Nero waved his hand and led his army forward along the river without hesitation. Generally speaking, this is how it is to get to Gaul. You can't just traverse the terrifying terrain of Mont Blanc, where even a person cannot survive, can you?

However, this occurred in the Provence region of later France.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and her friends unexpectedly encounter a mysterious person.

"The villages along the way have all been looted... I never imagined Boudica's hatred would be so deep-seated?"

As Fujimaru Ritsuka followed the army through the villages in the impact fan and impact plains below the mountains, these towns unsurprisingly suffered devastating blows.

The broken houses bear witness to countless tales of blood and tears, and the yellowed roads are overgrown with weeds.

"Hmm... it's not entirely Boudica's fault. After all, this is the border between Rome and the province of Gaul, so war is commonplace here... Moreover, the previous alliance with Rome threw the whole country into chaos and fragmentation, so it must have suffered a lot of damage as well. Hmm, we're almost there. Boudica's army should be just a few dozen miles away. I'm afraid they already know our movements, right?"

"I plan to lead a small force to charge first. After all, if the enemy also has a general with similar combat power, then it doesn't matter how many ordinary soldiers there are... Ritsuka-chan, why are you squatting on the ground?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's ahoge twitched slightly, and the radiance of the Star Mark swirled around her. She frowned in pain, feeling dizzy as her brain was being bombarded with a large amount of information.

"Ritsuka-chan! You also suffer from chronic headaches? It's a pity I left in such a hurry this time that I didn't bring any medicine with me."

Nero was taken aback and asked in a panic.

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, please don't speak yet... Boudica is making a big move." Fujimaru Ritsuka gestured briefly.

"Um...sorry." Nero carefully covered her mouth, and the golden ahoge on her head also drooped down.

Mashu touched the top of her head and found that she didn't have a cowlick, which made her a little disappointed.

The star-studded encirclement of Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was soon panting heavily and coughing twice, said to Nero and Mash, "Oh no, Martha... Martha is in danger!"

That's right, it's Martha.

"Who?" Nero tilted his head. "Who is Martha?"

"Eh... Miss Martha?!" Mashu was slightly taken aback, then asked, "Could it be that Miss Martha was also summoned to this singularity?"

Dr. Roman was taken aback upon hearing this news and immediately interrupted the conversation: "Martha, is that the Martha we saw in the First Singularity? Since she's from Gaul, she could naturally be summoned... No, no, no, there's no reaction from any Saints' Spirit Origins around here, so the Martha you're talking about, Ritsuka, should be..."

“Yes.” Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her right fist and looked at Mash, saying, “That’s right, it’s Martha from this era who is still alive… in her previous life.”

Martha died in 68 AD, and it is now 64 AD... Old but not faded, Martha has to stand up again to protect the people in Provence, which is being ravaged by war.

As for why her beauty faded, it's probably because of the saint... We don't need to understand things so clearly in the world of anime and manga.

"Senior, we must hurry and save her! Miss Martha must be quite old now... If she's attacked, she might not be able to defeat a Servant at all!" Mash said anxiously, rubbing her hands together.

"Um... Hey, hey, hey! Don't leave me hanging! You guys still haven't told me who this Martha is!"

Nero, like a child left out and ignored, angrily put his hands on his hips: "You all keep saying I can't keep up... Isn't that going too far? Explain yourself to me! Really... I am the Emperor of Rome!"

His Majesty Nero felt very wronged.

Hmm... Could it be that I'm a terrible emperor?

The young emperor clearly showed a disappointed expression on his face.

"Sorry, Nero..."

"Call him Your Majesty!"