Time goes back to the night before Animusfia, Ritsuka and the others set off for the expedition separately.
In this magic workshop specially prepared for him by Nero, Queen of the Senate, Animusfia finally had the opportunity to stay away from Nero for a while.
As for his cheap apprentice Fujimaru Ritsuka, it was very rare that he decided to "strengthen the relationship" with Mashu and Saber.
Animusfia, who originally planned to let her watch from the sidelines as he performed his unique "magic", could only make a fuss.
But then she thought that there was nothing special to learn about her so-called magic, so Animusfia gave Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had been studying mathematics, astronomy, geography, history and mythology seriously, a holiday.
That little girl has actually learned the essence of his "magic".
But Animusfia was more concerned about how the three girls strengthened their relationship.
That must be a beautiful scene worthy of being included in his autobiography and becoming an article in its own right.
However, even though the emperor and the red-haired girl didn't bother him, Animusfia still couldn't enjoy the private time he loved.
"I want to go out with you too, Ferenc~, I also want this purple cloak."
Looking at the magic costume that Animusfia had prepared in advance, Elizabeth waggled her tail and said to Animusfia.
Animusfia looked up at the cloudless night sky outside the window, with nothing else but Goetia's human incineration ring. She shook her head with some regret and said to Elizabeth:
"Tomorrow will be a bright and sunny day. You didn't like being exposed to the sun before, but you probably hate it even more now."
Animusfia glanced pointedly at the sharp corner of Elizabeth's head.
"Hey, how rude! Ferenz, this is not how I remember you."
Elizabeth is obviously a little concerned about Animusfia treating her as a vampire.
"Search your memory more carefully, younger h??lgy (Miss). Your memory now should only be considered clear until you were fourteen, right?"
"Hmph, even then you can't treat people as vampires!"
After Elizabeth said this angrily, she felt a little lonely, and the wagging tail behind her became quiet.
"If you don't believe me..."
"Don't worry, Eliza. I love playing devil's advocate. The more people who don't believe you - the more I will believe you."
"If you say that, wouldn't you believe me again when they all believe it?"
"Well, how should I put it?"
Animusfia stopped making the magic dress, and it could be seen that the gold was slowly forming the shape of a short sword under his hands.
"If everyone believes it, it doesn't matter whether I believe it or not - what's the use of my objection?"
"But you still didn't answer my question."
"At that point, will it still matter whether I believe it or not?"
"Important! Of course it is important!"
The tail behind Elizabeth swung violently again.
When Elizabeth Bathory faced stupid rumors about vampires during her lifetime, she always looked forward to the death of Ferenc II to clear up the rumors for her.
She originally thought she would never have a chance in this life, but now she finally found the opportunity, so how could she give up just like that.
"Didn't I say that once before? In France - right after someone wanted to torture me."
"It doesn't count! It was me who grew up that time."
"But you also have memories of that experience, right?"
If it hadn't been for the integration of Elizabeth's spiritual energy, Camilla would not have been in the same situation in France at that time.
But if that were the case, maybe Animusfia and her would have missed each other.
"That doesn't count!"
"well."
Animusfia sighed deeply.
How on earth did he, as Count Nadasty, survive the years when Elizabeth grew up?
Animusfia has no way of knowing.
But what is certain is that neither he at that time nor now he can be angry with this somewhat delicate girl.
However, after merging with the Thunder Dragon (Sarkany), Elizabeth is no longer as simple as being cute and savage.
Similarly, the big version of Elizabeth after merging with the concept of female vampire Camilla is not as simple as pure sadism.
Animusfia turned to look at Elizabeth and reached out to stop her tail from moving further.
"Only you...only you, Eliza. No matter what happens, I believe in you————"
"Frentz!"
Elizabeth held Animusfia's arm, and the tail behind her failed to stop at all due to Animusfia's obstruction.
It even rolled up along Animusfia's arm.
The force no less than that of a python strangled Animusfia's arm.
Fortunately, it was the prosthetic leg prepared for him by Leonardo da Vinci. Animusfia, who had become disabled, did not have to face the painful fact of becoming disabled.
It's a little strange to say that.
"Then let me go too! Tomorrow's meeting!"
Elizabeth begged Animusfia.
"But no matter what I believe, Eliza you————"
Animusfia reluctantly pulled her arm out of Elizabeth's tail and said to her.
"What's wrong?"
"You really don't like the sun now, do you?"
"..."
"Ah...why is this like this~~~"
Elizabeth lay on the ground rolling around needlessly.
"And your horns... and your tail, although I like them very much, most people will be scared away when they see them."
"That--that beautiful purple cloak!"
Thinking of something, she jumped up again and said to Animusfiya.
"Eliza, does this form of yours have wings?"
“…….Then I have nothing!?”
Animusfiya squatted in front of her and continued:
"Okay, this cloak was originally made for heroic spirits like Ritsuka, ordinary people who lack combat power. Eliza is a very strong first-class servant, right? Of course she doesn't need such a thing."
"I...a first-rate servant? Yes! That's what it sounds like!"
Elizabeth raised her chest and raised her head happily again.
Although she doesn't have much money to support her appearance, at least she shows her attitude.
It’s so coaxing.
"Speaking of which, I won't let you attend tomorrow's conference. I also have a special task to give you, Eliza."
"Special mission?"
"Yes, could you please help me follow Ritsuka and the others and help them when they encounter the [Eight-Clawed Spider]?"
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"That's it, that's how Ferenc arranged it for me."
Elizabeth said to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Boudica in front of her.
"[Eight-clawed Spider]? Is it possible that Director Animusfia already knows the enemy's true name?"
Leonardo da Vinci expressed doubts about the information revealed by Elizabeth.
"Speaking of which, the old man from Seneca did mention that the Senate was infiltrated by a person known as the [Eight-Clawed Spider]."
Fujimaru Ritsuka said as she thought about her memories.
Now that she thinks about it, she was studying magic with Animusfia in Chaldea. In fact, Animusfia mentioned it to her when she was studying mythology and history.
“[Eight-clawed spider] has been used to describe many people in European history, but when it comes to Rome————”
In Fujimaru Ritsuka's memories, Animusfia's words overlap with Leonardo da Vinci's voice.
"That must be Michael VIII, the founder of the last dynasty of the Byzantine Empire, the Palaeolian Dynasty."
In addition to restoring the Byzantine Empire, Michael VIII also had another major event that changed world history.
That was the Sicilian Vespers War, which lasted for twenty years.
Mikhail VIII, who escaped from the spider cocoon, looked up at Arturia and Mash, who were walking towards him with swords and shields in hand, and showed a strange smile.
