"So the director...and the historical Elizabeth Bathory are...husband and wife????"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Animusfia and Elizabeth who raised her head proudly in shock.
I don’t know if it was Fujimaru Ritsuka’s illusion, but she always felt that Elizabeth’s posture looked a bit like Nero.
Could it be that this is the style that the director likes?
It seems necessary to take notes.
This philandering director... He already has her and Matthew, so why would he look for another woman?
"Don't count me in! Senior!"
Matthew said anxiously.
"Don't break the third wall by reading your mind! Matthew!"
"Ah...I'm sorry, senior."
Matthew nodded sheepishly and apologized.
There is no shameless look like his master, at least Matthew is still very well-behaved when it comes to topics that are far away from Lancelot and Dr. Roman.
"...But Director Animusfia looks to be only about thirty years old..."
"I'm only twenty-four, Matthew."
Animusfia clarified rather helplessly.
"Huh------!"
The red-haired girl let out an inappropriate exclamation.
"Don't be surprised! Do I look that old?"
Animusfia has had enough of being treated like a middle-aged man, at least not among Chaldeans.
As for the fact that a little boy passing by asking for directions would call her uncle, Animusfiya felt that there was no way to recover.
But at least————, at least in front of acquaintances.
"Who told me, Director, that you always pretend to be an elder, just a little bit."
Animusfia covered her forehead with a headache.
"No... Anyway, the director of Animusfia is a modern person, right? Why is he related to the countess from the sixteenth century? From this point of view, Animusfia The director should be the Earl of Nadasdi who died young, right?"
Ritsuka also vaguely remembered the previous conversation between Countess Nadasdi and her in another Chakdis city.
Although the atmosphere in this city of Chakhatis is much better than the last city of Chakhatis where blood was soaked in the calf and it was difficult to walk and there were countless monsters wandering around, the countess here is better than the one Ritsuka met last time. The bit is much more irritating.
At that time, she was already a widowed widow.
Ritsuka also felt sad about her relationship.
........
........
"I'm sorry, Miss Ritsuka, I can no longer support your feelings. I would rather oppose them. Hey~ Hey~."
The words that she had heard once came to Ritsuka's ears.
ah!
So does this mean that I can no longer support my relationship?
————————Is that lady’s husband the director? !
Then the one who deserves to be mourned is not herself...
"This can't be explained! Why did the director marry someone else in Hungary in the 16th century! ——————It's better to say why the Earl of the 16th century became the director in Chaldea!"
Ritsuka said with some self-abasement.
"Hmm... I don't know. Anyway, after I used Occam's razor, I had that memory... and even what happened after that. Well, look at His Majesty Nero Don’t you have the same face as Artoria Alter? So does Joan of Arc from the last singularity. This may be the way this world works.”
"No, even then Joan of Arc, Saber and the emperor here are not the same person. Moreover, Director, you just have the memory of that earl, but it does not mean that you are that earl."
"Frenz is Ferenz, I can't admit it."
Elizabeth's words also confirmed Animusfia's guess.
And Animusfia actually has another reason that can confirm the connection between him and Nadasdi Ferenc.
It's just not convenient to reveal it to Ritsuka.
"Ritsuka, you remember what I said once, if a bird looks like a duck, quacks like a duck, walks like a duck, and even pecks like a duck——"
"Then it's a duck..."
Ritsuka said a little disappointed.
Is it possible that she is going to give up her talents to others like this?
.......
"No! I don't agree!"
Like the leading actor in a classic drama who steals a bride, His Majesty Nero’s fiery figure makes a shining appearance.
"As the Augustus of Rome, I declare that I do not recognize your marriage to the governor!"
"Eh?"
Elizabeth blinked in confusion.
"Is there an emperor in this era?"
She looked at Animusfiya helplessly.
"It's better to say that it's strange that we have an emperor there... This is the real Rome, and the one over there in Austria is a bit unfair."
"Hmm, I am the undisputed Augustus and first citizen of Rome."
"...But she is already married to Ferenc!"
"The governor is Yu's slave (Servus). Without Yu's consent, even if the marriage is married, it will be annulled."
Elizabeth was already anxious, and she said with a tearful voice:
"But the child----"
"Where is the child?!"
"No, not yet..."
"Then it's invalid, it doesn't count!"
"Frenz——————————"
"well........"
Animusfia let out a heavy breath.
If it was a request from Nero or Ritsuka, Animusfia might just turn a blind eye.
But if it’s Eliza’s request......
The memory of what she had seen kept reverberating in Animusfia's mind.
He couldn't just turn a blind eye to Eliza.
Even if Animusfia really had nothing to do with Nadasdi Ferenc, he couldn't remain indifferent.
Animusfia does not intend to cause the next tragedy, but at least he wants to compensate Eliza for the previous tragedy.
"His Majesty......"
Animusfia's hand gently rested on Nero's shoulder.
"Governor?"
Nero looked at Animusfia behind her in astonishment.
