believe.
It is something that anyone can do, but no one can do.
You don’t have to believe it just because you want to believe it.
Some people really want to believe in the existence of God and really want to get help from God.
Yet they couldn't believe it.
Even if everyone swears that the deer in front of them is a horse.
Animusfia couldn't convince herself that the deer in front of her was a horse.
Animusfia believes in herself more than others.
So sometimes people who are easily deceived are happier.
Because people who are easily deceived are also easy to trust others.
Believers believe in God, Tao, and principles.
These things seem to be really possible for them.
Ancient magicians believed in astrology.
So, even though it was wrong, it worked for thousands of years.
Before the theory of relativity explained Mercury's precession, science always had an assumption about Mercury's orbit, believing that there was a planet between Mercury and the sun.
Although not correct, it explains it.
However, after Uranus was discovered, magicians discovered that their astrological theories were flawed.
And the magic tricks that were usually correct were also wrong at this time.
It wasn't until magicians added the newly discovered planets that astrological results were correct again.
Mystery surrenders to science.
The nature of the world may be like the cat in Schrödinger's box.
Whether it is life or death, you can only know after seeing it.
If science is to see things that already exist.
Mystery is turning things into what you see.
So the scientist saw a dead cat, and the magician saw a live cat.
Scientists see stars, magicians see constellations.
Whether the cat is dead or alive seems to depend on how "people" observe it.
"Snapped!"
With a soft sound, Fujimaru Ritsuka closed Animusfiya's notebook.
"can't read!"
The girl said confidently.
Animusfia reached out and took away his magic hand, and then said:
"As an ordinary person who has never been exposed to magic before and only knows a little about science, it is normal for you not to understand. This is my masterpiece that can change the world."
"Hey---"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Animusfia with disdain again.
But looking at the Mercury (pendant) still spinning smoothly on her chest, and recalling the momentum of Animusfia's magic before, she had to believe it.
"Then why have I never heard of you before? Has Matthew heard of you before?"
The girl holding the shield thought for a while and finally answered:
"I'm very sorry, I've never heard of Mr. Animusfia before."
"look."
Fujimaru Ritsuka proudly approached Animusfia.
"Sure enough, the director was just an unknown little character before."
"You'll know later."
Animusfia excused herself and walked forward quickly.
To be honest, he wasn't very good at dealing with the girl behind him.
In particular, Fujimaru Ritsuka often has some extremely intimate physical contact with others.
Matthew often suffers from it.
Although she seemed to take pleasure in it and enjoyed it very much.
But Animusfia was different. He still wanted to maintain the dignity of his own abilities.
Therefore, under Fujimaru Ritsuka's vaguely girlish scent and soft body, Animusfiya was in agony.
He really wanted to confirm where the body fragrance came from.
But how to confirm?
Some slightly pink pictures appeared in Animusfia's mind.
"No, no."
Animusfia shook her head and shook the thoughts out of her mind.
The city walls of Lasharitai had already appeared in their sight.
But the billowing smoke from the city gave everyone in Chaldea an ominous premonition.
From behind the city wall, the howls of flying dragons could be heard from time to time.
They couldn't help but speed up.
Under the guidance of Saber Alt, Animusfia and others passed through the open city gate.
What comes into view is ruins.
Collapsed clock towers, burning houses, stumps and randomly discarded weapons showed them what had happened to the city before.
Some living corpses stood up again.
Under Fujimaru Ritsuka's disgusted gaze, Animusfia twisted the slightly viscous blood next to the severed limb.
"There's no condensation, and it's still warm. He probably died not long ago."
Animusfia concluded.
"hateful."
The master girl obviously couldn't accept this conclusion and hit the wall behind her hard.
Listening to the groaning of the stones within the city wall, Animusfia's eyelids twitched.
"Doctor Roman, can you detect the vital response?"
Mashu frowned and asked with a solemn expression.
Romani stared at the screen in the control room.
"It's almost... wrong! There's also a life response, and a knight of heroic spirits!"
"Is it possible that a heroic spirit can be an enemy?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.
Animusfia shook her head.
"It doesn't seem like it. If we are enemies, there is no reason not to attack us with Atalanta and Lancelot at such a close distance."
Animusfia raised the Spear of Ouranos in her hand.
"It seems that we are quite lucky. As soon as we arrived, we met the heroic spirit summoned by the restraint force."
"I will now transmit to you the urban structure diagram of Lasalité from that era. The location of the reaction is————"
Different from the two-legged flying dragon, a high-pitched dragon roar came.
The magic contained in it can even make your eardrums tingle.
Artoria Alter's golden eyes brightened.
"Master, this is a real dragon."
As a dragon, Saber recognized the result immediately.
"It seems that there is no need for location information. The dragon has already fought with the heroic spirit. All we need to do is find the direction where the sound came from."
Animusfia casually stabbed several living corpses with the Spear of Ouranos and said.
"move!"
Silver brilliance appeared on everyone.
"Mercury"
As everyone left, the living corpse pierced by the Spear of Ouranos began to turn into powder from the hole in the center of the wound.
*******
Giorgios nimbly chopped off the head of a wyvern.
Behind him, under the entrance of the cellar, were ordinary people shivering.
"ha!"
The holy sword Ascalon in Giorgios' hand once again blocked the swooping route of the flying dragon.
It wasn't the sword that stabbed the flying dragon, but the flying dragon itself that hit the sword.
The gutted wyvern flew sideways while scattering its entrails.
Finally, the flying dragon lost all its strength and crashed into a nearby building.
Giorgios was known as the patron saint of England for defeating the dragon.
Namely, St. George.
St. George's Cross also became a symbol of England and became part of the British flag.
Therefore, he will have stronger abilities when protecting ordinary people.
The holy sword Ascalon is also equipped with a spell that can keep the holder away from all malice and enemies.
It was with this blessing that Giorgios barely escaped the pursuit of Black Joan.
Unfortunately, he was still a step late, being attracted here by the phantom in the sky and the light beam not far away.
However, when Giorgios entered the city, Lasalitai had turned into a hell on earth.
The corpses of the flying dragons continued to pile up, forming a terrifying mountain of corpses.
However, despite this, there is still no fear in the eyes of ordinary people looking at Giorgios.
The white red cross robe that Saint George wore was not stained with a trace of blood.
Not all dragon slayers will become dragons.
He will work hard to redeem those who are left.
A loud dragon roar appeared.
Giorgios's eyes hardened.
The heavy body and the strong wind blew away the wyvern corpses piled around, and also attacked Giorgios and the cellar behind him.
But like a huge wall, neither the roar of the dragon nor the strong wind could get past him.
Patron saint, St. George, Giorgios is here.
