"Since Ritsuka-san cares so much about Mr. Animusfia, I will tell you a story about my deceased husband."
"Dead husband...?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka's bright eyes stared at the silver-haired young woman in mourning clothes.
Mrs. Nadasdi showed a bitter smile and said helplessly:
"Well, I have to thank Ms. Ritsuka. In fact, I only remembered it during my exchange with Ms. Ritsuka."
"Huh? Why?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little surprised. Why could he recall memories while chatting with himself?
"You don't know, Miss Ritsuka, that my memory is actually very confusing right now. I only have the memory after I appeared in this place. Even the impression of my deceased husband comes from the mourning clothes I am wearing."
"But... Madam, do you remember that you are Hungarian?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka has not forgotten the topic he just discussed.
"Yes."
The silver-haired young woman smiled at Fujimaru Ritsuka and continued:
"This is also something that suddenly appeared in my mind after meeting Ritsuka-san. Maybe Ritsuka-san and I can get along very well."
"Then————, let's talk more after we get out of here."
"Well, I'd be happy if I could go out."
"If you're good at it, you can definitely do it."
The red-haired girl patted her chest and said.
"Miss Ritsuka really trusts Mr. Animusfia."
"After all, he always looks confident. It's hard not to believe him in this case."
Although it was strange, Fujimaru Ritsuka had to admit that Animusfia was indeed a trustworthy person.
It's like "Come trust me" written on her face, Animusfia exudes such an aura.
Although Chaldea has suffered huge losses due to Leif's betrayal.
Although the mannerisms are similar, the character makeup also looks similar.
But Fujimaru Ritsuka always felt that Leif and Animusfia were not the same type of people.
Roman and Leonardo da Vinci probably thought so too.
Otherwise, they would not have transferred Animusfia to the singularity so easily.
"I used to trust my husband in the same way."
Mrs. Nadasdi's eyes showed a look of reminiscence.
Fujimaru Ritsuka did not interrupt her and continued to listen.
"The first time I met my late husband, I was only twelve years old. As my engagement partner, he was already eighteen years old. There was a six-year age difference between us."
That memory was obviously very light to the young woman, and even the tone of her narrative couldn't help but become cheerful.
"At that time, I imagined every day what kind of great person I would be married to in the future. I was a little excited after being informed that I had a marriage partner."
"The reality turned out to be completely different from what I imagined. At the age of eighteen, he was just an ordinary, thin boy. After meeting me, I was super disappointed. After all, at that time, I just wanted to marry a heroic knight, and I even wanted to marry him. Become the knight in the story yourself.”
"But the engagement was finalized, and it seemed that there were some interests involved. I later moved to the castle with him."
"But the wife and her husband must be very affectionate, right?"
Although the narrative is full of disappointment, the look on Mrs. Nadasdy's face is one of happiness.
Even Fujimaru Ritsuka could tell that the lady in front of her must have a wonderful married life.
Do you also show this kind of expression when you get along with your boss?
Fujimaru Ritsuka had no way of knowing.
"Love? Indeed, the daily life that happened at that time was not very interesting at all, but looking back now, I am still very happy. However, it was only after the marriage that I truly trusted him."
"Hey, are you getting married directly?"
"Well, yes."
Mrs. Nadasidi looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka carefully, and then said:
"When I was Ritsuka-san's age, my son could already speak. If he were here, he would be a few years older than you."
"Eh?!"
There was a slight deviation in Fujimaru Ritsuka's world view. She used to regard the still beautiful young woman in front of her as a big sister.
Didn't you expect that you are already a whole generation behind you?
The Middle Ages were truly unexpectedly bright.
"Hehehe, even though this is the case, I haven't surrendered to my old age yet. Miss Ritsuka, please don't treat me as an elder."
The silver-haired lady chuckled again.
"Even if you want to do that, you can't do it. Madam, you look really young."
"...My husband often says the same thing."
Thinking of something again, Mrs. Nadasdi said slowly after being silent.
"Shortly after we got married, a neighboring country invaded. Although his physique was not that strong, his skills were far behind, and he was not even as good as me."
When she said this, the silver-haired young woman still had a little pride on her face.
"But my husband is very talented. He is proficient in many foreign languages and has a very strategic mind. So the king made him a minister, and eventually he became the main commander of the battle."
"At that time, he was respected by people and called the [Black Knight], and my dream seemed to come true. So even though the two of us were together less and more apart, the relationship between us became better."
"Although the war went smoothly under his leadership, our territory belongs to the border with neighboring countries, so soldiers from enemy countries often come to harass our land."
"In order not to cause trouble to my husband and not to bring shame to him, I tried my best to manage every corner of the territory at that time. I also personally went to the enemy commander to ask for compensation for my own people."
"It's a bit embarrassing to say it. My family is one of the top aristocrats in the country, but it turns out that I am a famous stingy lady."
Although Mrs. Nadasdi said she was embarrassed, her tone was full of pride.
"I am neither a so-called flower vase nor a simple marriage tool. Although my marriage with my husband is an exchange of interests, the relationship between me and him is genuine."
Seeing the silver-haired lady reminiscing happily, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but sigh:
"That's great."
"What?"
"Madam, you can help your husband. But I...can't do anything."
Fujimaru Ritsuka can always recall Olga Marie's wailing before her death.
But what impressed her even more deeply was that she couldn't do anything.
"That's what I want to say."
Mrs. Nadasdi smiled and shook her head.
"Eh?"
"Miss Ritsuka, when did you start wanting to do something?"
After Animusfia appeared, Fujimaru Ritsuka still only wanted to avenge Olga Marie.
On the one hand, it was because of the care Olga Marie gave him when he was at the singularity point F, Fuyuki City.
On the other hand, it was because Fujimaru Ritsuka could not tolerate Leif's atrocities.
She didn't take spiritual transfer and the Holy Grail War to be anything serious.
Although he knew that he shouldered the important task of saving mankind, Fujimaru Ritsuka had no real sense of it.
Olga Marie, who had died in the explosion at the beginning, still repaired the singularity F with them, and Mashu, who was crushed under the stone pillar, was unscathed because he became a half-servant.
Until she was slowly accepted as a companion, the lively Animusfia, who had been joking with her the day before, appeared in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka with a haggard look on her face and a missing left arm.
Only then did she realize that she might never be able to talk to Animusfia again.
Fujimaru Ritsuka finally realized that the battle to repair the singularity was not a child's play, but a cruel reality that could prevent her from seeing someone again forever.
"...After seeing the director injured."
Mrs. Nadasidi nodded and said:
“I initially thought it was a childhood dream that I wanted to do something.”
"Is not it?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka also wants to save Renri.
"Maybe, but it has nothing to do with wanting to help someone."
"Um?"
The red-haired girl was a little confused.
"I simply want to help my late husband, to share some of his pressure, not to be left behind by him, and to stand with him."
"Everyone has the desire to do something. But the desire to be with someone was something I only experienced with my deceased husband. Maybe from that time on, I really fell in love with him. "
