"President of the Northern United States of Chaldea... we will not engage in voting." Fujimaru Ritsuka chuckled, "We now have two historical kings, so there are others who want to run for election. ?"
Hijikata Toshizo and Nightingale were both absent-minded. Hijikata Toshizo kept staring at Nightingale, and Nightingale kept looking in the direction of Riverton - she was still a little worried about those patients.
Lawrence had a reserved smile on his face, as always, but Matthew was a little eager to try?
"I don't think the Master intends to ask for our opinion, King of Beichu." Arturia stood not far from Xiang An, with a stern smile on her face.
"It doesn't matter, that's not bad, King of Britain." Xiang An smiled indifferently.
Ritsuka would not do anything that the Servants firmly opposed, and the president of the so-called "United States of Northern Chaldea"... To be honest, even if this position was a position of real power, both of them laughed. its attitude.
Both Artoria and Xiang An have experienced honor and disgrace during their lifetimes. If they still want to fight for the name of a false president, it will be too low a price for the king.
"Just use guessing to solve it? We are about to face each other now. Fighting among us before the war will only consume your energy. Can it be simpler?"
"Can."
Arturia and Xiang An decided this matter in a few words.
"Guessing the president...Am I living in a dream?" Roman always felt that something was wrong with this matter.
"Then let's start quickly!" Fujimaru Ritsuka walked to Artoria and Xiang An and raised their hands, "One round will determine the outcome. Whoever wins will be the winner of the Northern United States of Chaldea. president!"
"three--"
As Fujimaru Ritsuka counted, everyone held their breath even if it was just a temporary country.
"two--"
Xiang An and Artoria's pupils narrowed slightly.
"one!"
Swish——
There was no difference, the two of them took action at the same time.
Arturia punched.
And Xiang An came out with cloth.
"King of Britain, it seems that I am slightly better." Xiang An looked at his hand and smiled, sighed softly, and looked at Artoria.
"Just please." Artoria didn't care and shrugged.
"Now that the candidate for 'President' has been decided, please have a good rest tonight, and we will hit the road to Rand tomorrow." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, looked at the slightly slanting sun behind him, and squinted. Eye.
Chaldea brought out several carriages when they retreated from Riverton, and now they are just using them for a rest.
Although the environment is a bit rough, Fujimaru Ritsuka is used to it.
...
The moon has risen into the sky, hanging next to the huge object, looking so lonely and helpless.
Fujimaru Ritsuka temporarily left the carriage and came to the side of the Great Salt Lake alone. He sat on the grass by the lake with his hands behind his back and looked at the bright moon in the sky, feeling a little dazed.
The surrounding area has been confirmed to be safe. There are no Celts or mechanical soldiers. Beasts and other things have also been wiped out. Moreover, the magic gift made by Lawrence for Fujimaru Ritsuka has a heating function. Fujimaru Ritsuka does not have to worry about sleeping here. Get cold.
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But she didn't come here to sleep.
"Master."
A gentle and slightly tired voice approached from behind Fujimaru Ritsuka and called out.
"Ah, Miss Lawrence."
Lawrence nodded slightly, walked to Fujimaru Ritsuka, patted his skirt, and sat down.
"When did Master notice this?"
"Well... rather than noticing it, it's better to say that Miss Lawrence didn't want to hide it at all." Fujimaru Ritsuka felt the soft texture of the lawn beside the Great Salt Lake and smiled.
"But if you really noticed this... it should be the reminder from the last singularity, Mr. Manlio."
"Manlio..." Lawrence muttered the name, his eyes dimming slightly.
At the end of the journey to the last singularity, Manlio was killed by the beast who called himself King Solomon directly using magic, and has now returned to the Throne of Heroes.
She originally wanted to have Fujimaru Ritsuka and Manlio sign a formal contract. Although strong combat power was urgently needed by Chaldea, auxiliary servants like Manrio were also indispensable.
Of course, it is undeniable that Lawrence also has a little selfishness of his own.
"I told Mr. Manlio about my previous journeys to several singular points, and he said, 'Isn't the pronunciation of anno too many?'" Fujimaru Ritsuka touched his chin and looked at Lawrence, " That’s when I officially noticed it.”
"I really didn't want to hide it, but it's because I know what kind of person you are, Master." Lawrence smiled, then thought of something again, and sighed softly, "If my Master is one of those orthodox magicians , I’m afraid I won’t reveal this at all.”
"Huh? An orthodox magician...?"
"The employees of Chaldea all have mysterious backgrounds, but it is undeniable that every one of them is an 'outlier' among magicians. Although I have no sympathy for the former director Marisbili Animsfia. I have a lot of questions, but on this point, I somewhat admire him." Lawrence looked at Ritsuka's puzzled expression and smiled, then continued, "As for what a so-called 'orthodox' magician looks like... ....”
"Let me give you an example. Do you remember the child Nora from the London Singularity? He is the product of an orthodox magician."
"Perhaps I have some biases, but there is no doubt that magicians are a group that is estranged and separated from ordinary humans. Their moral and ethical concepts are fundamentally different from ordinary people, and they all have a deep understanding of the root causes. ' Desire and unabashed greed." Lawrence frowned slightly, looking at the sparkling Great Salt Lake, his voice was slightly dull.
"So...I don't like orthodox magicians."
"...That's it." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Lawrence with some understanding.
Chaldea's database contains a large amount of experimental data of various fields. Fujimaru Ritsuka was already very shocked and disgusted after watching only a small part of it without restrictions, let alone Fujimaru Ritsuka. Xiang has not browsed any more.
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"Let's tell you my secret."
"No, it should be said... our secret." Lawrence's eyes returned to Fujimaru Ritsuka, and he looked directly into Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, so that Fujimaru Ritsuka could see the wine. There was a slightly creepy depth in the red pupils.
"Saber, Anno, the White Knight of Britain, you met at Fuyuki's singularity."
"Caster, Laurence, that's me, the jewelery doctor from Florence."
"Assassin, Anno Samura, the Eagle of Japan's Restoration."
"Archer, Oceanus, the great Greek hero, the eldest son of Poseidon."
"berserker, nora, monster of london."
"Rider, Xiang An, King of Hell in Northern Chu."
"as well as......"
"Lancer, Ananu, ███ of ██████."
"The seven of us are the seven ends cut off from the thread, and there is no doubt... human heroic spirits."
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