"Let's pick up the pace and see if we can make it back to Uruk tonight."
Fujimaru Ritsuka rode atop Jujube Steed, drowsy-eyed, yet he still said this.
"Alright, little girl from the East. If you're sleepy, just sleep. I'll wake you when we get there."
Zi Juan gently patted Fujimaru Ritsuka on the head twice.
Liao Ye walked beside her, the corner of his mouth twitching.
Fourth Miss wasn't actually that much older than Fujimaru Ritsuka, was she?
Though Liao Ye had long forgotten her exact age, roughly speaking, when Zi Juan died, she seemed to be... Wait, was Fourth Miss even twenty when she died?
Fujimaru Ritsuka slumped over the horse's back and fell asleep in less than a second. He was simply too exhausted.
In truth, ever since Fuyuki, Fujimaru Ritsuka had never gotten any proper rest. Even in Chaldea, he still had to study all kinds of knowledge and specialized skills, train himself, familiarize himself with the amount of magical energy he possessed, improve his physique, and learn some basic support magecraft.
To save the world, immense strength and the ability to act were always indispensable. If Fujimaru Ritsuka had merely served as an accessory, the salvation of humanity would have failed long ago.
"This operation went very smoothly, and splendidly too, Miss Ushiwakamaru, Mr. Liao Ye." Carrying that enormous shield, Mash turned her head and smiled at Ushiwakamaru and Liao Ye.
The reason the subjugation of Ugal had gone so smoothly was that every member of the team had been indispensable. But if they had to name those who had contributed the most, it was undoubtedly Ushiwakamaru, Liao Ye, and Mordred.
Mordred's Noble Phantasm had cleared out a great number of Ugals, creating the opening for Ushiwakamaru's killing blow. Then, just as the original Ugal