Fujimaru Ritsuka showed an awkward yet polite smile.
I always feel that Mr. Giuliano is particularly persistent in killing Mr. Lorenzo...
"I know you have some questions, Master of Chaldea."
Giuliano walked up to the painting titled "Lorenzo the Assassinated Tyrant" with sadness in his eyes and a sigh.
"But under the current circumstances, Lorenzo's death is the greatest contribution to this city and this country."
"This is also...our agreement."
...I always feel that, in a sense, these two brothers are abnormal.
Forget it, let's just...don't think about it too much.
...
"So, teacher, you still don't plan to leave with us?"
Lawrence folded his hands in front of him and looked at his teacher reservedly and elegantly.
Da Vinci stood beside her and looked at Verrocchio with a playful smile.
Verrocchio's originally calm expression gradually became a little ferocious.
"...Do you want to torture me to death, Lawrence?"
"Do you think my life was too easy during my lifetime, so you added something outrageous to me after your death?"
Lawrence smiled awkwardly.
"Don't say that, teacher, haven't you felt even a tiny bit of joy of reunion?" Da Vinci walked to his teacher's side with a smile, "After all, I think no matter what, I
I am also your student."
Lawrence lowered his eyes and looked at Verrocchio's clenched fists.
Do you want to remind Leonardo...?
Forget it, let her reminisce about her childhood...it's pretty good too.
Lawrence closed his eyes.
And Da Vinci was still talking.
"After all, teacher, you see, we Chaldea..."
"I can not stand it any more!!!"
Snapped!
"ah--"
The invincible genius, Leonardo da Vinci, was punched by his teacher and sent flying.
And Verrocchio didn't intend to stop. After Da Vinci fell to the ground, he chased him and continued to beat him.
Lawrence looked around and found that no one was paying attention to his side, so he sneaked up and kicked him twice.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was somewhat speechless after taking in everything.
"By the way, Miss Simonetta, aren't you going to leave with us too?"
She looked at the beautiful girl standing next to Giuliano, the new King of Florence.
"No, although - this singularity disappears, I will return to the Throne of Heroes, but I still want to stay with Giuliano for a while - even though this bastard is the main culprit of turning me into a vampire.
"
Giuliano:???
"It's none of my business, it's not like I turned you into a vampire."
He scratched his head and said innocently.
"So, I hope that when you meet your 'Simonetta', you won't let her turn into a vampire."
Simonetta smiled, came to Giuliano's side, pecked her lover on the face, and then took a few steps back with a smile.
"She will be a completely different person from me, but I believe you will still be hopelessly obsessed with her~"
"......Yeah."
Giuliano raised his brows slightly and quietly put this thought in his heart.
Simonetta... Regardless of this woman's personality, she is really beautiful.
It just so happens that he is a person who knows how to appreciate this kind of beauty.
"Hmm..."
Looking at Giuliano who fell silent, a sly smile appeared on Simonetta's lips, but in an instant, she felt a little sad again.
I hope he can hold me in his arms again.
I also hope... that after he dies, he will no longer be sad.
Hope so.
"Back to the future?"
Lawrence stood beside Lawrence, murmuring these words.
future......
"The trajectory of your life may undergo some changes. I hope you can always maintain your original intention. The genius from the small town of Falgao... I don't know if I call you that.
It’s considered narcissistic.”
Shaking his head, Servant Lawrence said rather speechlessly.
Getting along with her former self was something she really didn't want to experience.
It's a bit curious.
"Of course, what I need most is my own advice, and what I need least is my future self's advice."
Lawrence hugged his chest. He was obviously sleepy to death, but he still smiled and talked to his dead self.
"...This kind of mentality is quite good, keep it up."
Servant Lawrence walked to his master's side.
There was also Leonardo da Vinci, a servant with a bruised nose and a swollen face, also standing beside Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Then, senior, after you come into contact with the Holy Grail, your singularity should begin to be corrected."
Mashu said to Fujimaru Ritsuka while typing on the keyboard.
"Goodbye, two geniuses... All I can do is not let myself regret it, that's all."
Lawrence smiled and waved to his former self and former friends.
"Me too...the same..." Leonardo da Vinci, whose nose was bruised and swollen after being beaten, said without tears.
"And teacher... I hope we can meet again in the future."
"...Forget it, even if I die, I don't want to shorten my life." Verrocchio said with a sad face, "If you really want to honor me as a teacher, don't turn into this ghost.
Otherwise, if I see you, I would also want to return to the Heroic Soul Seat immediately."
The living Leonardo da Vinci, standing next to Verrocchio, nodded in deep understanding.
To pursue beauty? What kind of excuse is this? It’s almost enough.
When he knew that this beautiful person was his future self, he almost died on the spot.
Listening to this conversation, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but laugh.
"Well—goodbye, Florence."
"We have more important things to solve!"
As she said this, she bent down and picked up the Holy Grail that Lorenzo had placed here since the beginning.
At that moment, the singularity began to be repaired.
"So--"
"This mission is completed."
Fujimaru Ritsuka walked into the passage where the souls were transferred.
Behind her were only Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci.
"Well, having said that, I didn't report this spirit transfer to the superiors, but under the circumstances at that time, if I didn't carry out the spirit transfer, you guys would probably be gone, so it wouldn't work if I didn't transfer...
..This messy program is so annoying.”
Da Vinci was walking and talking nonchalantly.
"Shut up, Leonardo, you are the annoying one."
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