His spiritual base has been distorted, completely distorted. Instead of giving up that extreme jealousy, he has become stronger.
At least from a Servant's level.
Without mourning for Berserker Creedy's weakness for even a moment, what immediately rushed to the battlefield was Avenger Creedy who abandoned jealousy and gained hatred.
"Lawrence..."
There was a completely different emotion in his voice than before.
Even if there was no jealousy, he thought, he and Lawrence would definitely not get along, let alone that brat Leonardo.
Looking up at the Arno River in the distance, Credi shook his head.
"In this world, only beauty...should not exist."
"If there was no beauty, maybe I could be friends with Lawrence."
He was calm, but he spoke as if he was crazy.
"So...kill beauty."
"Kill...all beauty."
"As long as there is no beauty, the conflicts in this world..."
...
"Is this okay?"
In the room of Ovis Villa, Lawrence was combing Fujimaru Ritsuka's hair.
By the way, she has now briefly changed back to her female form, that is, Harley's appearance, because she occasionally wants to breathe some air.
Now Fujimaru Ritsuka was sitting in front of the mirror, shook his head, and looked at Lawrence's combed hair.
"Well, that's fine."
She showed a satisfied smile.
"Speaking of which, Ritsuka, why do you want to comb your hair at night?"
Lawrence threw the crystal comb into the air, and the beautiful comb turned into magic and disappeared.
"I just miss this feeling a little bit." Fujimaru Ritsuka touched her fluffy hair, "I think Mashu might miss it too?"
"Senior...it's very late now. It's time for you and Miss Lawrence to rest."
Matthew said somewhat helplessly in the communication.
"Then I'll leave first." Lawrence smiled, changed back to the appearance of a middle-aged man, and left the room. Before leaving, he did not forget to say, "Remember to go to bed early."
There is still a lot to do tomorrow.
Fujimaru Ritsuka touched his hair and picked up again - a painting leaning against the wall.
There are two paintings leaning against the wall, one is an empty Florence under the sunset, and the other is Fujimaru Ritsuka standing in Florence.
Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up the one with herself in it.
"Miss Lawrence's painting skills are really powerful..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the lifelike self in the painting and sighed involuntarily.
Unlike the empty painting, this painting looks much more alive.
As Lawrence said, he didn't even expect that he would be able to pick up a pen again now.
"Is this...a good thing or a bad thing?"
Lawrence looked at his hands and muttered to himself.
...
"Senior, there is an obvious aura of magic in Florence!"
The next morning, Fujimaru Ritsuka was woken up by Mashu's somewhat urgent voice.
"what happens?"
As usual, he woke up instantly and Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly asked Mashu.
"The reaction is a little strange. It's somewhat similar to Mr. Creedy before, but... it's also a little different?"
"In short, the magic reaction is controlling the prohibition soldiers to march quickly along the street, and now they have arrived in Boboli!"
The area where Lawrence and others are located is Achtri, which is the south side of Boboli. In other words - the magic reaction that looks very like Credi will be here soon!
"Mr. Romani, Mr. Verrocchio, Mr. Salieri, we are leaving now for Boboli."
Fujimaru Ritsuka put on her shoes and quickly walked out of the villa, taking her three servants with her.
Most of the other people in the villa haven't woken up yet.
"Now that things have happened, there is no need to continue to avoid the ban soldiers. Two blocks later, the three of them will directly kill the ban soldiers they see."
Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly formulated a strategy.
Once you have determined what you want to do at this singularity, there is no need to continue to be sneaky.
Moreover, Credy is obviously coming towards them. If Credy is allowed to pass by, the Owais Villa will probably be in crisis, so now he can only show up in a high-profile manner and attract Credy's attention.
Attracted.
Attract him, and then—kill Creedy!
This is what Fujimaru Ritsuka thinks.
After crossing two blocks, Lawrence immediately condensed a large number of gemstone blades and opened a magic position at the same time. With a solemn look in his eyes, he was ready for a servant battle at any time.
Verrocchio also took out his brush and drawing board. Salieri was wrapped in a mourning coat and clenched the silver sword in his hand.
"Teacher, today...must...!"
Lawrence waved the precious stone blade beside him, with serious murderous intent in his voice.
"Don't worry, as long as I see his face, I will immediately burst into anger." Verrocchio said through gritted teeth after throwing the statue of David.
The ban soldiers wandering around noticed the presence of several people, and gathered around them, waving the giant swords in their hands that looked like door panels.
"Oooh - now's the time to play!"
Salieri's silver sword flashed in his hand, like a conductor's baton or a violin's bow, elegant and deadly.
"Senior, Creedy has noticed you and is moving towards you now, but - his reaction is very strange!"
Matthew's voice sounded a little anxious.
"What a strange method?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka asked while providing support.
"His job description seems... to have changed?"
"Changed? What has it become?"
"...[avenger]."
"What?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned for a moment.
Lawrence and Verrocchio were both stunned for a moment.
"Creddy's job agency has changed. He is no longer a servant of the berserker job agency. Now Creddy is...the same as Mr. Salieri, EX job agency [avenger]
Servant!"
Matthew felt unbelievable.
During the day yesterday, during the rescue operation of three Webster Studio members, Creedy also fought with them. At that time, there was no doubt that the spiritual reaction was still Berserker, but now...?
"It doesn't matter, no matter what job he becomes, even if he becomes a ruler, I will... send him back to hell."
Lawrence frowned and said seriously.
"Lawrence, what you said makes me very sad."
As soon as Lawrence finished speaking, he saw a handsome and cold man in a black dress appearing in the distance.
His eyes were fixed on Lawrence, making Lawrence feel cold involuntarily.
"After all, we have worked together for a while. Aren't the memories of that time wonderful?"
"Or... do you sincerely think that the memories you have spent with me are all cold?"