Without waiting for the girl to finish her words, the tide controlled by Animusfia's magic swept her backwards.
Also swept away along with Fujimaru Ritsuka were Mash, Artoria and others.
Animusfia's back quickly shrank, and finally disappeared from the girl's sight.
The waves gradually weakened, and finally slowly left them in the middle of the water.
The faint silver light enveloped everyone again.
That is a characteristic of Mercury magic that is unique to Animusfia.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was able to stand on the water again because of this.
Even if she had to face the Old Ones alone, Animusfia still did not forget to take care of them.
In the end, Animusfia was the only one left to fight.
"Gu————!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted his teeth and trampled the sea under his feet unwillingly.
Water splashed everywhere with the girl's kicks.
"That guy————! That guy——————"
The sudden appearance of a blue image interrupted Fujimaru Ritsuka who wanted to continue trampling on the water.
"Are you all here? This is your genius Leonardo Da Vinci. If you are ready, you can start the spiritual transfer after the director has dealt with the culprit of the twisted singularity."
It's Da Vinci who has rearranged his expression.
"What about the director? How should the director come back?"
Facing the question from Ritsuka, Da Vinci's rearranged expression became a little relaxed.
"Director... He can go back to Chaldea with us, right?"
"..."
Even the disguise constructed by a genius can only fail under such an offensive.
The pretended relaxed expression on Da Vinci's face also disappeared.
"Aha......"
A faint sigh passed through the microphone in the control room and was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
She originally wanted to face this kind of scene where someone made sacrifices more relaxedly.
"No one will come back alive——"
The plain words struck down like a heavy hammer.
"No one can escape unscathed from a battle with that kind of existence."
After hearing Da Vinci's words, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to have lost all his strength and was in despair.
"That kind of thing...Mr. Animusfia..."
Matthew couldn't help but frown.
Arturia and Giorgios also lowered their heads.
"It would be better to say that it is already a miracle to be able to deal with the opponent. Mr. Director has a special way to face it head-on. Ordinary people and even servants cannot even face the Old Ones."
A notebook was pushed by the tide and hit the sole of Fujimaru Ritsuka's boot.
The girl recognized the notebook.
She had read it before——though she had not understood it.
But this does not prevent Ritsuka Fujimaru from remembering this notebook.
That's Animusfia's Magic Codex.
It is said to be a magic handbook, but in fact it contains more of his own research and may not be related to magic at all.
Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up the notebook floating on the water.
Although the codex that was deliberately endowed with magic was completely immersed in the sea, not a single page was soaked by water.
It was obviously Animusfia's last word to say goodbye.
"Director..."
Holding the book with one hand, the girl put the note into her arms and slowly knelt down.
The other hand tightly held the mercury star hanging on her chest, which had turned into a lifeless sculpture again.
That's it again.
Standing behind others again.
Again, I could only watch helplessly.
She doesn't want to do this anymore.
Whether it’s Director Olga Marie or Director Animusfia.
As a result, I can only be a bystander every time, unable to do anything.
Then, why did she go to the singularity?
[Fujimaru Ritsuka] As an ordinary person who does not understand magic, what is the purpose of coming to the singularity?
Can't be of any help.
It may even be delayed.
She couldn't get an answer...just wanted to————
I really want to stand next to that person.
...
Without giving the girl any more time to feel sad, a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea.
It was as if the entire ocean was covered by whirlpools, and a smooth sea surface could not be observed at all.
Even so, the water flow accurately bypassed everyone in Chaldea.
Like an isolated island in the ocean, there was still peace beneath the feet of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu and others.
The huge shadow of the dark blue planet tore through the clouds in the sky, squeezing the storm to both sides.
This is the celestial magic of Animusfia.
He is still alive and fighting hard.
But he walked in the long corridor leading to the execution ground as if he had been sentenced to death.
Although he knew that Animusfia was still alive, the death he was about to face could also be clearly foreseen.
Like an apple falling from a tree but not yet falling to the ground——————
Unless Newton was sitting under the tree, even a three-year-old child could foresee the fate of the apple.
Animusfia has fallen from the apple tree.
Giorgos walked to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side with heavy steps.
"Mr. Animusfia is a noble man."
"......Is that so? Director?"
"Well, Mr. Animusfia is no less noble than any saint, including me."
A bitter smile appeared on the girl's lips.
Although she only knew Animusfia for less than a week, she felt that she had a good understanding of him.
No matter how deep the secret Animusfia hides and how many mysteries there are behind it, at least he will not be a compassionate saint.
"As for the director, he probably acts as a hero for the sake of being a hero."
Not to save many people, but to be a hero.
She also heard a lot of conversations between Animusfia and Artoria.
"That's enough."
Giorgios replied dully.
"Most people throughout their lives are unable to distinguish their goals from what they will naturally get after achieving their goals. Great people have done great things, and that is enough."
Do all heroes become heroes to help others?
Isn’t there anyone who wants to be admired and respected as a hero?
I'm afraid the results are not that ideal.
"Mr. Giorgios too?"
"...Maybe. When I chose martyrdom at that time, was it because I wanted to be passed down to future generations as a saint and for my soul to ascend to heaven? Or was it because I simply wanted to resist the emperor's power? I can't do anything about it now.
Let’s distinguish the two again.”
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at Giorgios who was looking into the distance.
"Is the director also a great person?"
"When you ask this, Ms. Ritsuka, the answer is already clear. What kind of person Mr. Animusfia is does not depend on how he sees himself, but on how those who know him well see him.
It’s his.”
"...It seems that the director also said the same thing."
"The existence of [the Lord]... cannot be proved by any evidence, but by 'faith'."
The director seemed to have said something similar.
"Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. "Hebrews 11:1"
Giorgios was still looking into the distance, his eyes seemed to be staring at Animusfia who didn't know where he was.
"Although Mr. Animusfia's magic has never had any trace of the [Lord], the 'faith' in it is undoubtedly strong. I'm afraid this is the root of his magic."
Believe that your heart is your magic.
a.
Now it seems that he was not entirely joking.
"But you have that talent, so can you promise me?"
The girl recalled the words Animsfiya explained to her in the city of Chakdis.
"Promise what?"
This is what Fujimaru Ritsuka answered at that time.
"Even if you learn it by watching, never use it."
The girl's fingers clenched the pendant harder and harder, and her pale knuckles stood out.
She agreed to Animusfia at that time.
But in the end, Fujimaru Ritsuka still knew little about Animusfiya's magic, let alone learned it.
Fujimaru Ritsuka opened Animusfia's magic handbook and found a page she had read before.
【believe.
It is something that anyone can do, but no one can do.】
Looking at the riddle-like words before, the red-haired girl burst into laughter.
What, that guy has been doing this kind of thing?
She gradually began to understand everything.
Giorgos, who noticed the change in Fujimaru Ritsuka, turned around and said:
"It seems that Ms. Ritsuka has found her answer."
After closing the notebook with a 'snap', Fujimaru Ritsuka asked:
"Is it that obvious?"
Giorgios nodded.
"I can clearly see that Ms. Ritsuka's heart is now full of 'faith'. Although it is regrettable that she is not facing the [Lord], it is undoubtedly 'faith'."
"Like the director?"
"Like Mr. Animusfia."
.......
"That's it."
"So, Miss Ritsuka, can you fulfill my request?"
Giorgios drew out his beloved sword Ascalon, looked at his reflection in the sword, and said to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"What?"
"Although I have now forgotten the purpose of choosing martyrdom at that time, if I could choose again, I would still choose martyrdom without hesitation."
"...you mean?"
St. George, who had always been serious, showed a generous smile.
"I'm going to rescue Mr. Animusfia. He can't be the hero alone. For this, Miss Ritsuka, can you help me?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up again, looked at the whirlpool that had slowly disappeared on the sea, and put the letter tightly into his arms.
"of course."
The red-haired girl lowered her eyes, and the figure of a silver-haired lady seemed to be reflected in her eyes.
"Besides, I have an agreement with her."
[When that feeling appears in your heart, don’t miss it, be sure to catch it.]
The feeling of hooking up with Mrs. Nadasidi still seemed to linger on Fujimaru Rishu's fingertips.
"Really, that's great. If I leave it to Miss Ritsuka, I feel more at ease. I hope [I] can be of some help to Miss Ritsuka."
Giorgios' spiritual power began to weaken, and it was continuously poured into the holy sword Ascalon in his hand.
The length and appearance of Ascalon also began to slowly change with the infusion of Joel Joslingi.
This is similar to Joan of Arc's "Saint of the Red Lotus", but completely different, and belongs to the "martyrdom" of St. George.
"Martyrdom is the proof of true faith (martyrium rationes credendi)" This chapter has been completed!