Fafnir: WTM Turned and Ran

As a critical juncture in Human History where huge deviations occur, each Singularity Point cannot arise without a reason. Because Human Order itself has a corrective force, many deviations are naturally repaired when they are still small in scale, and cannot spread out at all, let alone form ' Singularity Point ' on a global scale.

The reason for the appearance of the French Singularity in the 15th century is undoubtedly the man who is currently hiding deep in this castle in the heart of France.

He wore a black cloak that concealed his emaciated body, so thin that his bones were clearly visible. His black hair was disheveled like withered grass, and his wide, bulging eyes accentuated his pale face, making him appear even more eerie.

His name is...

"Gil de Rae, what are you doing now?"

A cold, sharp voice came from above, and the frenzied, inverted aura instantly froze.

Just moments ago, she was manipulating a giant dragon atop the castle. The silver-haired girl strode in, her black armor outlining her slender and beautiful figure, the hem of her robe draped around her fair legs.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful yet cold, and her golden eyes held a strange cruelty and hatred towards the world.

"Ah, my Saint Maiden, you are still so beautiful—" The gaunt man called 'Gil de Rais' couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes filled with longing for the girl before him.

However, the girl responded without any politeness, "Enough with the disgusting talk, Gil!"

"You should have felt the strange thing just now."

"It is... my sublime Saint Maiden!" Gilles de Rais grinned, his already gaunt face becoming even more terrifying as he revealed his fangs. "I can sense an extremely powerful Heroic Spirit —it might even be a mythical deity manifesting."

"But it doesn't matter, because the Holy Grail has already been fully activated. Except for a few stubborn resisters, this land has already fallen into our hands. Moreover, because you are the invincible Jeanne Darque, under your banner, we will surely achieve the final victory!"

"The flames of rage have engulfed this world. This is our revenge, our resentment!"

Gilles de Rais Rais's voice echoed in the deepest recesses of the castle.

Gilles de Rais was a general in the army of the Kingdom of France during the Hundred Years' War and was also a follower of Joan of Arc of Arc.

In the later stages of the war, after Jeanne was betrayed by the France upper class and sent to the gallows, Gilles de Rais also withdrew from the historical stage. During his time in the army, he had endlessly longed for the image of the Saint Maiden. After leaving the military, this longing not only did not diminish, but intensified.

He hated the upper-class nobles who betrayed Jeanne of Arc, and he longed to see that holy figure again.

For this, he fell into demonic possession, and after praying to God for mercy, he resolutely transformed from a devout Catholic into a notorious sorcerer known as ' Bluebeard '.

Of course, in a normal timeline without Singularity Point, Gilles de Rais's lifelong pursuit would undoubtedly be defeat.

But here it is—

However, he encountered a man who called himself "Solomon" and obtained from him the Holy Grail, which was said to have been imbued with the blood of the Holy Son and could grant one wish, thus fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

That was the person before me, the woman before me, ' Jeanne Dalque'.

It is the culmination of his longing for the Saintess, yet also contains his resentment towards the world that betrayed the Saintess.

She was not the real Joan of Arc.

But in Gilles de Rais's mind, Joan of Jeanne should look like a resurrected Joan of Arc.

Harboring resentment towards the world.

It drives the most evil Dragon Kind, ' Fafnir, ' which has emerged from the deepest abyss.

The fury of being betrayed will burn throughout all of France... ' Dragon Witch ', Jeanne Darc!

"Hmph, whatever!" Compared to Gilles de Rais's frantic and agitated appearance, the Dragon Witch remained indifferent. "I've already sent Fafnir out to gather information."

"I won't care what you want to do or what you're planning."

"But there's only one thing..."

"The final revenge can only be carried out by me personally!"

The girl's figure faded into the distance, her lingering voice echoing crisply and coldly in the surroundings. Gilles de Rais gazed at her disappearing figure and bowed slightly. "That is only natural. I admire and revere the Saint Maiden!"

"But as your commander, I should also drive away one enemy for you—anyone who stands in our way is an enemy."

"Even gods are the same."

"You mean... right?"

The space suddenly fell silent, eerily quiet, yet a tremendous, visceral vibration seemed to reverberate through the air, stirring restlessness, agitation, and a sense of unease, causing eyes to race and glaze over...

Gilles de Rais opened the book in his hand again, and countless wriggling tentacles extended out, enveloping the surroundings like a mist. On each tentacle, countless eyes opened, and inside each eye were countless compound eyes... layered upon layer, so dense that it looked like a honeycomb.

Noble Phantasm: Prelati's Spellbook.

In his quest to resurrect Jeanne of Arc, Gilles de Rais obtains a secret from the Italian Magecraft François Preiratti, supposedly containing forbidden knowledge from an Primal Evil God that existed before the dawn of humanity.

Although the original was a Chinese illustrated book that flowed out of China, and Gilles de Rais's copy was just a reproduction, it still had the effect of communicating with the Primal Evil God.

And perhaps it's because the one who descended this time might be a 'god'...

This communication was surprisingly effective.

So good... it directly summoned the manifestation of an evil god.

"Great Cthulhu, the sleeping god, Lord of R'lyeh..."

Its tentacles wriggle and ripple, as if it were diving in the deep sea.

"Ritsuka? Mash? What's going on over there!?"

From the Chaldeas communications channel, Romani Archimonde's voice still sounded extremely anxious.

Beside him, Da Vinci Vinci's expression was extremely solemn... Although before this, the two of them were just logistics personnel of Chaldeas, they had been working here since the beginning of Chaldeas's establishment, and they had never heard of such a scene before.

On the Human Order 'Chaldeas star map, which was already scorched by flames and appeared to be in a state of burning, the place where Ritsuka and Mash stood at this moment in the 14th-century France region was a clear golden storm.

It was sacred and majestic, as if divine light had descended upon it.

Romani Archman's anxious cries went unanswered.

"An unprecedentedly expanding magical storm has disrupted communication in Chaldeas— " Communication that transcends time and space and eras, like Human Order observation and Spiritron Transfer, belongs to the realm of mystery.

Since it is mysterious, it will be ineffective against higher-level mysteries...

"What exactly happened?" Romani scratched his orange-red hair, his delicate face full of solemnity and distress. So, he was just a doctor in charge of the Master ' physical and mental health... why did he have to do this kind of work?

On the other side, Leonardo Da Vinci suddenly calmed down. With his long, black hair cascading down his back and dressed in what looked like medieval court attire, this medieval artistic genius had a thoughtful expression on his face. "I have a guess."

"It might be that person we just mentioned... who has arrived."

Romani's expression suddenly changed.

"You seem... a little scared?" Da Vinci glanced at him sideways.

"How... how could this be?" Romani smiled, though the smile seemed somewhat forced. "If it's that person, Ritsuka and Mash should be fine. I should be relieved..."

"Yeah?"

Da Vinci's eyes remained squinted as she raised the coffee in her hand, a slight smile playing on her lips.

With that look in his eyes and expression, Romani seemed inexplicably guilty.

But they can finally relax about Ritsuka and Mash's safety... After all, if what that Saber said is true, she should be on their side.

Romani calmed down and looked at Chaldeas.

He took in the golden light that appeared within the Singularity Point... and exhaled.

This aura is probably accurate.

"Has the Lord... descended...?"

Romani Archaman, or rather, the first Heroic Spirit of Chaldeas, the real ' King Solomon ', silently thought to himself.

A divine light descended, illuminating the entire world in a bright glow.

"... What's this!?"

"I don't know—but I will protect you, senpai!"

"Ah, don't worry, I will fight alongside you, no matter what we face!"

"Um!"

Despite being filled with confusion, Mash unconsciously stepped in front of Ritsuka.

The girl, dressed in black fitted armor, stepped forward. A large, cross-shaped shield flashed in her hand, which she then gripped tightly and raised.

She is a pseudo- Pseudo-Servant possessed by a Heroic Spirit, a 'living person' with the power of Heroic Spirit, and she should stand in front of her Master in times of danger.

However, Ritsuka did not retreat at all. The girl with short red hair looked up at the sky.

Communication with Chaldeas has long been interrupted.

But at this moment, neither Ritsuka nor Mash had time to pay attention to whether the communication was interrupted or not.

After all, the scene before them was too horrifying.

At this moment, her senses filled her with even greater astonishment.

The being who descended using the world as his ' Spirit Origin '... the Holy Shroud in his hand, and Saber's previous words, all undoubtedly pointed to this moment, revealing the identity of the newcomer!

Golden light descended from the sky and fell to the ground, immediately rippling out like waves, spreading and overlapping endlessly.

The water submerged the ground like water, and the vegetation in the wilderness grew rapidly and abundantly in an instant.

Plants and trees take flight, and flowers bloom in abundance.

As if surrounded and guarded by a crowd, the figure appeared...

In Ritsuka and Mash's eyes, the golden light from the entire world, which had come from nothing and gathered to form their figures, was clearly reflected in the sky at the same time.

His slender figure was as straight as a sword, his black hair was fine and flying, and he wore a robe that made him look quite classical. His downcast eyebrows seemed to contain endless wisdom and compassion, like a saint... yet also contained endless solemnity.

This scene, that figure, is just like the words in the Bible.

The Lord said, "I have not come to bring peace to the earth, but a sword."

Boundless wisdom, boundless compassion.

Endless desolation—

Mash and Ritsuka felt a chill run down their spines at the same time. A soft cry rang out, and a small figure emerged from behind them, while a white figure blocked their path.

"Fou!?" Mash was stunned. The pale little beast was her 'pet'. At this moment, she didn't even have time to think about when Fou would run over.

As the person landed, their toes touched the ground, and they slowly opened their eyes.

Are they enemies or friends?

It's unclear.

So at this moment, Fou's sprint made Ritsuka and Mash both tense up at the same time.

Although she's called a pet, Mashu Mash Fou more like a companion...

When the white beast attacked, the man simply caught it with one hand and grabbed it by the neck.

The strange phenomenon that had just appeared slowly disappeared, and the astonishing scene vanished as if it had never existed. The man opened his eyes, which were filled with a molten red-gold color. He looked at the small beast in his hand, and then at the two people who were waiting in ambush not far away.

"Fou—— "

The small white beast cried out.

Rovi sighed, "Another one... destined to destroy a world?"

After the Origin Universe was formed.

After building the Origin of Chaldeas, which connects the worlds with the ‗Utopia Tree' as the core.

Rovi frequently travels between different time and space, saving dead worlds and rekindling the flame of life in each world.

This is probably the nth one.

I also hope... this isn't the umpteenth failure.

He sought death in the guise of a ' Heroic Spirit ' but failed.

Rovi scattered his existence across various worlds, precisely for this reason... In millions of dead worlds, as long as he succeeds in just one, he can take off instantly!

This is called 'casting a wide net'.

Rovi is an old sea king.

"Um... so, this is..." He was interrupted by a clear, crisp voice before he could finish speaking.

"This is Singularity Point." Mash paused, then looked at Ritsuka behind her who was speaking.

The red-haired girl gave her a reassuring look, then strode forward...

"My name is Ritsuka Fujimaru."

"Mash Kyrielight," Mash panicked on the interface.

"You don't seem afraid of me?" Rovi looked at Ritsuka was walking over, and touched his chin. Although it wasn't intentional, it seemed that every time he revealed a different world, it would bring an astonishing spectacle... This was an inevitable effect after reaching the limit of what the world could contain. Although Rovi could suppress it, he naturally wouldn't do it unless there was a need to.

Therefore, every time someone descends and manifests, or witnesses him in person, people become timid and hesitant, even if they know he is a friend, not an enemy, they still feel subconsciously afraid.

But the girl in front of her... she didn't feel that way.

"Um... I'm still scared, actually." Ritsuka answered honestly, "But... I'm used to it now."

As an ordinary person, Chaldeas -Master, while the other Master around him were all outstanding individuals from mysterious worlds, each of whom could easily kill him.

The girl named ' Ritsuka Fujimaru ' had indeed grown accustomed to this kind of existence and environment.

"And you won't kill me, will you?" She blinked. "The Mr. Rovi that Miss Saber mentioned?"

Those who come are strong.

Whether or not it is the one recorded in the Bible... if they can be won over, they can become their greatest help in restoring Human Order!

This was exactly the idea that Ritsuka had in mind.

"Fou!" The little white beast, still being held in Rovi Wei's hand, let out a soft cry at the right moment, its white fur on its head trembling and a pitiful expression appearing on its cat-like face.

Rovi casually tossed it to Mash, Mash hurriedly caught it.

Rovi clapped his hands. "Saber... is that Lily?"

"Lily?"

"It seems you are unaware of her identity, but you know my identity..." Rovi pondered, or should he say... dutiful and conscientious?

"Miss Saber didn't reveal her true identity, but she did tell you many stories—" Ritsuka's lips inexplicably curled up. "The Origin Universe, the oldest human strategist, a sage who left behind many clay tablets passed down through the ages..."

"Oh, Miss Lily seems to have brought those clay tablets with her, intending to use them for missionary work at Chaldea..."

Spread the secrets of the "Frog Hammer Sect" to him!

"Where is she? Don't worry, I'll leave her a whole corpse!" Rovi rolled up his sleeves, revealing that Artoria was not the ruler of Camelot, but rather another Artoria had embarked on the path of a free and unrestrained King of Knights.

With a naturally mischievous personality, such a thing is not impossible.

"Actually, no." Ritsuka stuck out her tongue. "Miss Saber has only heard that there are some clay tablets."

"It seems you know too much. Sorry—only the dead can keep secrets!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, actually I don't know anything!"

"..."

Ritsuka, holding Fou, watched the two interact with a strange expression.

What are they doing?

Is this a code word?

What am I supposed to do?

Where am I?!

"Fou!" The little white beast raised its face and let out a soft cry.

Luo Rovi suddenly laughed.

"The Chaldeas Master of this world timeline... He truly is Last of Humanity hope!"

"Hmm... You also said the same thing to Miss Saber, that you possess great power but are never arrogant."

"There's nothing to be arrogant about." Rovi waved his hand. A strong wind blew across the wilderness, and amidst the wildflowers and grass, he raised his head. "No matter how powerful one is, as long as one is human, everyone is equal in terms of personality."

"We'll talk about the rest later." Rovi clapped his hands. "Something's here."

Ritsuka and Mash were stunned for a moment, and at the same time they felt the ground tremble slightly.

The sky was vast and distant, and even the last trace of the strange phenomenon had vanished without a trace.

Come, store, feel, not.

It simply spread its enormous dragon wings and roared loudly, shaking the surrounding area.

Evil dragon, Fafnir.

In Norse Mythology, Sigurd Sigurd his otherworldly counterpart, Siegfried. He was the ultimate Dragon Kind.

A dragon with Divine Being level comparable to a god, driven by the Dragon Witch, roars in.

Its shape resembles a huge dark cloud.

Its shape resembles a majestic mountain range.

Brutal, untamed, primitive, bloodthirsty...

"It's someone I know." Rovi chuckled.

The extremely evil Dragon Kind heard the voice.

He lowered his eyes subconsciously.

He met Rovi's gaze... His wings folded in an instant, and his massive dragon body traced a smooth arc in the air, circling once.

Using hands, feet, and wings, they moved swiftly and accelerated...

WTM turned and ran!

Mash and Ritsuka, who were on high alert, were taken aback.

"Ritsuka, what's the situation on your end?" The communication with Chaldeas was connected, Romani's voice came through. "The first magical source reaction has occurred—it's Dragon Kind magic!"

"Nothing."

Ritsuka scratched her hair and looked at Rovi standing there. "Dragon... got scared away."

The legendary, extremely vicious Dragon Kind looked like a lion and a husky at this moment.

With limbs outstretched and mouth agape in the blink of an eye, he stared in horror at what lay behind him... closely following Rovi.

"Trying to run? Come back here!"