"Lost memory? Specifically? What do you remember?"
After hearing the boy who called himself Apollo say that he had lost his memory, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked him this.
Not only did they appear on a sea surface where nothing could be seen around them, Mash and Animusfia, who had been transferred together, were also nowhere to be seen.
Not to mention the "painful experience" that was very different from previous spirit transfers at the beginning.
Although she had never drank alcohol, she imagined that it was what most people would call a hangover - and even several times more uncomfortable.
In the past, the time and location of the singularity could not be clearly detected in Chaldea, and only its approximate name could be obtained——————
It originated from Oceanus, the god of oceans and rivers in Greek mythology, and later became the root of the word ocean in English, Oceanus.
The teachings given to her by Animusfia once again appeared in Ritsuka's heart.
Something must have happened in this singularity.
Combined with the heroic spirit that was summoned by the suppression force but lost its memory...
The problem of mismatch of geographical information that Apollo mentioned before, but was ignored by Ritsuka as the wrong time, now also shows a more suspicious atmosphere.
"Well......."
After touching his head in distress, Apollo smiled awkwardly at Ritsuka.
"I remember almost nothing except my real name."
"...That's it..."
Recalling Mashu who had a similar experience, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked again:
"So, is your Noble Phantasm also——?"
Although Matthew knew less about himself than the boy who called himself Apollo and the kobold in military uniform in front of him, and he couldn't even know his real name.
But after learning from Artoria Alter, who was behind him now, that her giant shield was actually the Round Table where the Knights of the Round Table once gathered, although it was not yet a complete body, Matthew was able to more or less To a lesser extent, he has freed his own Noble Phantasm.
In this aspect, perhaps the two servants summoned by the singularity may not be able to achieve the level of Mashu.
"As for the Noble Phantasm, Wang Jiang and I still remember it..."
"originally?"
Touching the back of his head awkwardly again, the blond boy said to Fujimaru Ritsuka:
"But now it's been taken away."
"Woof woof..."
Next to Apollo, the kobold wearing a dark green military coat and a big-brimmed hat, who looked like he came from an Earth-level country in the twentieth century, also nodded in agreement.
"Took it away!? Can a heroic spirit's Noble Phantasm still be taken away??"
After hearing this shocking news, Ritsuka quickly asked Artoria Alter behind her.
Arturia Alt also frowned and said after hearing this:
"Normally speaking, a servant's Noble Phantasm is engraved on the spiritual base. If the spiritual base is not damaged, even if it is destroyed in battle, as long as there is sufficient magic power, the Noble Phantasm can be rebuilt.
After all, whether it is heroic spirits or noble phantoms, they are all things that should not exist in this era. If my Sword of Victory in Camelot had not been returned to the Fairy of the Lake, then counting the one in my hand now It is not impossible for this sword to have multiple swords vowed to win. "
"In other words, having the heroic spirit's Noble Phantasm stolen is something that is extremely impossible."
While bending the index finger of his right hand against his chin, Fujimaru Ritsuka analyzed Artoria's words.
"Well, that's it, because even if the weapon is released——"
As Artoria spoke, she dropped her pitch-black inverted Sword of Victory on the small boat that was still sailing without being operated.
"As long as my spiritual power remains intact, this sword will reappear in my hand."
Stretching her gauntlet-clad right hand into the receding sea, Arturia once again drew out the holy sword that had been turned into pitch black at the same position.
The dark sword surface that can absorb all the light is only lingering with traces of dark red fluorescence, giving people a violent feeling.
Things like carving a boat and seeking a sword can really be realized with a heroic spirit.
"Speaking of which, the ship is still open!"
"It's okay, I've been going in circles."
"That's right..."
After hearing Apollo's answer, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was worried about being too far away from Animusfia, breathed a sigh of relief.
"However, it does not rule out that heroic spirits with some unique Noble Phantasms can take away the Noble Phantasms of other Heroic Spirits... As for who actually has such Noble Phantasms, I don't know any further information. "
Artoria's addition made Ritsuka fall into deep thought again.
She looked at the setting sun in the sky and asked Apollo:
"Who on earth took away your Noble Phantasm? Don't you know now?"
"Well, that's right..."
Apollo continued to speak regretfully.
"It seems that your amnesia is also due to the Noble Phantasm being compiled... Oh, it would be great if the director was here, he could also help find out where your spiritual base is damaged... ...No, maybe the director can’t do it either. This should probably be left to the Leonardo da Vinci and Doctors of Chaldea to handle.”
After recalling the magic that Animusfia taught her, which looked very unmagical at first glance, Ritsuka felt that even Animusfia herself might not be able to discover the spiritual base of the two servants in front of her. Something went wrong.
"In the end, there was no progress in any intelligence...?"
The red-haired girl sighed and sat on the bottom of the boat with some disappointment.
"Um?"
Behind her, Artoria Alt looked keenly into the distance as if she had noticed something.
Although this separation from Animusfia was not what she expected, Ritsuka really wanted to use this opportunity to prove that she could solve the singularity's affairs on her own.
As a result, I finally came across the clue, but it was so easily broken in the middle.
Looking at the orange sky above her head under the setting sun and the huge ring that she had gradually become accustomed to, the disappointed Ritsuka let out a long sigh again.
Now she doesn't even know where the enemy is.
Even though he hastily signed a contract with two independent servants, his combat power did not increase much.
"Who on earth took away their precious phantoms..."
Muttering to himself, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly received an unexpected answer from a strange voice——————
"It's Hercules!"
"Um?"
After realizing that the voice was neither Apollo nor Artoria, Ritsuka jumped up from the boat and looked at the place where the voice came from.
She saw a silver ray of light stopping right in front of her, and the two figures following it made her overjoyed.
"Director, Mashu!"
The person who initially stopped in front of Li Xiang also gradually stopped and then said to her:
"It's Hercules. Only that guy in this singularity can plunder other people's Noble Phantasms so unscrupulously."
Only then did Fujimaru Ritsuka notice that the middle-aged man who stopped in front of her had blond hair, but unlike Apollo's vibrant blond hair, she could only feel a strong aura of decadence from him.
However, rather than who this person who arrived with Animusfia and Mash was, there were words that concerned her more that needed to be mentioned first.
"Is it possible that the Hercules you are talking about is————————?"
The blond middle-aged man did not directly answer Ritsuka's question, but directly looked up at the sun, which had almost completely set, revealing a dim sky.
Fujimaru Ritsuka also looked up at his action, and what came into her eyes surprised her——————
All the stars in the sky that are common on the earth disappeared at this moment, and what was left was only a huge constellation in the sky that connected into a picture.
If she were just given the starry sky, Ritsuka might not be able to recognize how the constellations are connected.
But at this moment, the stars appearing on the sky are connected to each other, as if they are afraid that others will not be able to recognize them.
"Hercules..."
Relying on the astronomical knowledge she gained from Animusfia, the red-haired girl murmured to herself.
"Yes, that's right. It's that guy...Hercules, Hercules."
