Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Little star?

Artoria was slightly taken aback.

What does this guy take a Heroic Spirit for?!

Her face showed a mixture of surprise, anger, and disgust: "Do you think I'm the kind of woman who would sing that kind of stuff?"

What is Artoria good at?

Chop people up, chop people up, chop people up.

Is the Master out of his mind to make a tyrannical knight king who doesn't understand human nature sing?

"Why don't you ask it if it can sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'?"

Asan, with a cold smile, raised the black and reddish curry stick.

the other side.

Queen Marie approaches the Demon Pillar [Andusias], unleashing her Noble Phantasm while calling out to her childhood playmate in her melodious voice—but if things were that easy, Demon Pillars would be worthless.

To be honest, she even considered giving up.

As the radiance of magic surged across her body, her crystal-like horse trotted across the icy plains. Crystals, struck and shattered by the Demon God Pillar, transformed into Kira, Kira's light. The crisp cracking sounds exploded, becoming beautiful musical notes. But no matter what, with humanity nearly extinct, awakening people was an impossible task.

"boring."

A cold and violent voice came from behind.

"It's really unsightly to have your mind corrupted by that kind of guy, but... don't worry."

With a cold laugh, Artoria summoned her black holy sword, which was infused with immense magical power. The resulting beam of black light transformed into a stream of light that destroyed everything in its path. The surging torrents roared in her ears, tearing apart everything in sight.

"My holy sword will instantly wipe away this ugly spectacle!"

"Ex—caliburMorgan!"

Although she appeared to be a young female knight, the knight, who resembled a humanoid tyrannosaurus, instantly reached the peak. A dark, flowing pillar of light rose from the ground, bringing judgment, and the entire domain was stained with black and red!

"Wait...wait!"

This will kill Moza! It will kill him!

However, for Servants whose duty is to save humanity, this is simply what they should do.

She tried to rekindle their childhood friendship, but it seems she failed.

Mozart loved music far more than she did, and because it was her, it was only natural.

Queen Mary covered her mouth, and her steed galloped rapidly through the dark current, taking its master away from the area... Then, the enormous demon pillar was swallowed by the dark light.

"Amadeus—"

The lively girl lowered her eyes.

She gazed at the colossal demonic pillar, its mournful cries echoing in the air, and seemed to see in it Amadeus the inner turmoil and despair—the curse of being a music demon, a cursed life, a cursed fate, and a cursed spirit origin. In this cursed human world, ideal endings are never truly happy, like the endless bitter aftertaste of fine wine.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it," Queen Mary said.

After continuously unleashing Imaginary Manifestation and Heroic Spirit Summoning, even Fujimaru Ritsuka, whose soul is human, couldn't help but crave a moment's respite. In this respect, if Fujimaru Ritsuka were still a simple human, she probably would have already exhausted every last drop of energy from this kind of output that pushes the limits.

Amidst the roar, the snow-covered land began to collapse.

Fujimaru Ritsuka knelt on the ground, raising her right hand, which had long since lost its Command Seals, to maintain the manifestation of her power.

"Ok?"

Hei Dai was slightly taken aback.

At that very moment, just as the light was about to engulf everything, amidst the wailing and despair bathed in the darkness, a strange sound appeared from nowhere.

It was a formless phantom.

His appearance and what he was doing were unclear; the only thing visible was a piano that still shone brightly in the illusion.

“I see. A phantom spirit?” Artoria suddenly realized. “I don’t know its form, I don’t know its legends, all I know is its name. But even so, this hope and belief can still be summoned.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka is therefore unable to manifest a true Servant.

However, this does not mean that strong thoughts and desires cannot bring forth the concept of Salieri.

~！

The black, phantom-like fingertips hovered above the dim piano keys, like butterflies caught in an invisible spiderweb.

The strings emitted a dying tremor, devoid of magical fluctuations, yet it seemed as if the entire ice field, the entire realm, was trembling.

The sound should have been shimmering, like clear morning dew, cleansing the soul. Just like Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata," listening to it in the darkness is like seeing moonlight... but this music is like seeing the entire starry sky, the entire universe, shimmering with a scarlet light.

"Could it be that?"

Mary's eyes widened in disbelief, her beautiful pupils sparkling like crystals. She trembled with excitement; even as the holy sword's dark light tore at the demon pillars, leaving the entire domain in ruins, she was no longer afraid!

"That voice... it's... Professor Salieri!"

"It's Professor Salieri!"

Not only the Cake Queen, but everyone was surprised by this sudden music. It turned out that Salieri did respond to the summons—it was just that the connection was not strong enough, so he could not fully respond to the summons and thus appeared in the form of a phantom.

After all, it concerns Mozart, how could he not care about this?

Perhaps... as fellow musicians, they can find common ground?

Mozart didn't understand love or friendship... If he had even a sliver of beautiful friendship, it was probably related to music.

In the eyes of a musical genius, perhaps everyone else is just like a monkey.

Chapter 42 The Star Judgment That Defeated the Demon God

"This melody, could it be the 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Variations'?"

Dr. Roman in the control room was slightly taken aback, and an uncertain expression appeared on his face.

But...this voice feels so different, as if—

"It's as if the air is being squeezed, and there seems to be years of resentment in the melody... but the harmony is unusually soothing, as if another person is playing it, right?"

Da Vinci's thighs were faintly visible through the blue stockings. She sat casually, her ample legs crossed, her relaxed and natural posture exuding a free and unrestrained charm.

"Don't look at me like that. Isn't it natural for a genius like you, who is omnipotent, to be proficient in music?"

With his hands resting on his lap, Leonardo da Vinci sat upright with a smile on his face.

In fact, Leonardo da Vinci was right. The melody that is similar to the original in this strange "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Variations" is precisely because of the inner struggle and despair, humanity and hope that are intertwined in the heart of this phantom.

"I can't play the stars you want."

"But the only thing I can do is..."

The black phantom seemed to emanate a halo of spiritual energy.

He improvised and altered the melody, stretching the originally bright sixteenth notes into a sobbing trill!

Transform modulation into a lament, dissect the melody!

Its treasure is: [Supreme God, have mercy on me].

As a friend, as an enemy, as the man who murdered the son of God, the musician burdened with the name of an innocent monster... Some believe he is the counterpart of Mozart's [Demon Andusias], and his fate is to be the safety device that kills Mozart after he becomes a demon, using the name of an [innocent monster] to kill him. But in any case, whether this is true or not is no longer important.

The phantom spirit had no idea who it was or why it was there.

He only saw the pitiful person who was swallowed by dark light, controlled by crystals, struck by huge buildings, and burned by sonic flames, unable to control his own will. How desperate it was.

He played the melody.

In this field that provides him with support and assistance, his only request is to play a tune, nothing more.

Buzz~~!

“Woooooo ...

"Stop! Ughh ...

If the previous blows were physical attacks on the Demon Pillar, then this one was a mental attack. It roared and howled, trying to plug its ears to prevent the music of despair from invading them!

However, within its voice...

Where are the ears now?

The roar of the Demon Pillar changed tone, and faint sounds of strain could be heard from it. A weak figure could be seen slowly emerging from the horrific, gruesome mess that was almost a pile of mud from Andusias.

"The spirit core of the Demon God Pillar is dissipating!"

In Chaldea, Dr. Roman's voice rang out, his hands trembling as he said, "Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's Spirit Origin has manifested. Although the Spirit Origin is on the verge of collapse, the Demon God's essence is about to be peeled away from him!"

"Really? That's wonderful!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fist tightly.

"Please, give it your all!"

"Keep it up!"

At the core of the Demon God Pillar, a thick, asphalt-like black substance surged forth—a manifestation of the agonizing process of the Demon God's essence being stripped away. The black substance continuously overflowed, eroding and clashing with the surrounding flames.

It made a sizzling sound, accompanied by a pungent, burnt smell.

As the phantom spirit Salieri continued playing, the whistling vibrato and altered melody were like sharp blades, piercing the spirit base of the demon god pillar, aiming to rip out the vital elements from its spirit base, soul, and core.

"Waaaaaahhhhhh!"

Andusias's roar grew increasingly mournful, yet it carried an undeniable weakness. It tried to struggle and resist, but like a caged beast with its hands and feet bound, it could only futilely twist its body!

It's doomed!

"Now! Give him a fatal blow! Ritsuka-chan!" Da Vinci shouted into the communicator!

Mozart's figure became clearer amidst the wreckage, his face showing dejection and bewilderment, as if he had experienced a long and terrible nightmare.

"Let's use the Holy Judgment for the sake of human history!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fist, the power of her imagined manifestation growing weaker and weaker, and within her clenched fist, the radiance of star breath gathered.

"Artoria, help me!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Artoria, causing the latter to pause slightly in surprise.

"Making demands of someone you've killed before?"

"Heh, you're quite an interesting fellow," Blackie sneered.

Then, she lifted Fujimaru Ritsuka by the back of the neck. "Well, you'd better take responsibility for killing me from now on... Anyway, for now!"

Black Saber swung Fujimaru Ritsuka's light body at high speed, like a spinning washing machine. Fujimaru Ritsuka was not heavy, so this swinging was easy for Black Saber.

"Let me make this clear beforehand! There is absolutely no..."

Personal! Human! Gratitude! Resentment!

"—Go!" With a flick of his wrists, Black Saber sent Fujimaru Ritsuka flying like a streak of light!

"Whoa~~!" Upon seeing this violent scene, Little Dragon Girl Elizabeth shrank back in fright.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't have time to care about that.

Like a cannonball, Black Saber threw Fujimaru Ritsuka out! At this moment, the latter was radiating scorching magical power, like a blazing humanoid missile, the extremely compressed magical power seemed to distort the air at this moment!

It swept straight past Queen Mary and plunged into the heart of the demon!

"Do not--!"

The demon spewed out Mozart's colorful and colorful body, which was covered in the demon's slime. The demon's spirit base was declining at a considerable speed. When it saw the iron fist of Fujimaru Ritsuka coming down with a bang, it let out a miserable roar in unwillingness!

However, all of this was in vain.

The arrival of Fujimaru Ritsuka is a resolute strike carrying anger, bearing the will of the stars, and embodying people's yearning for beautiful music!

And there is only one reason for its defeat!

That is

"You've angered me! Andusias!"

The Star Fist crashed down.

The countless trembling eyes of the Demon God Pillar reflected the girl's fist, which shimmered with crimson magic.

Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!