Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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The thumping and clattering sounds began to accompany the platform's vibrations and buzzing.

Fujimaru Ritsuka instinctively sensed something was wrong...

"Have the new audience members arrived?!"

"It seems that we're getting closer and closer to our debut in America, showcasing our passionate group here!"

"Hmph! Although this is the only way, as my [arch-enemy], let's rebuild Hollywood in this America!"

The white-clad, blonde girl exclaimed excitedly, "One day, I will make sure my songs and my passion reach every corner of the world!"

Alright, I know who it is without even thinking.

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave a very helpless, bitter smile.

Because people can actually laugh when they're speechless.

"Welcome to Hollywood!" A red-haired girl in a white dress, dressed like a cute flower, held up the microphone, her face beaming with youthful happiness.

"Mmm! This deserves thunderous applause and cheers!"

On the other side, Miss Nero straightened her chest.

"Leaving aside the question of what's going on with that strange creature over there, why did that guy reappear?"

Artoria Caster twitched the corner of her mouth.

She clearly remembered that the strangely dressed Roman emperor before her was a terrifying being capable of destroying a planet with his song! [Said by the mysterious heroine X herself].

Moreover, Nero has indeed proven that her singing voice possesses terrifying destructive power!

"Eh...who are you all—"

Nero blinked.

"Oh my, it's Little Deer and Mashu! Hehe, long time no see! Have you missed Elizabeth's beautiful singing voice?"

—Elizabeth Bartoli.

The adorable little dragon girl is also a very kind companion.

She hasn't joined Chaldea yet; she's just wandering around aimlessly, wanting to become a world-class idol.

This is certainly not to say that she doesn't want to go to Chaldea; it's just that to become a Heroic Spirit idol, one must constantly hone oneself...

They left behind legends of their beautiful singing in various places.

One day they will become internationally renowned heroic superstars!

"Heh...hehehe...I miss the singing..."

Castor smiled wryly and muttered to himself.

"Who on earth would miss that kind of singing? A masochist...?"

However, to avoid conflict and burdening Ritsuka, Castor unusually suppressed his desire to cause trouble.

"Ritsuka and Mash are still as radiant as ever! And Artoria with magic! It's great to see you all again. How are you all doing in Chaldea?"

How should I put it—

"Okay."

Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched her cheek: "So, what are you guys doing here?"

"We plan to establish Hollywood ahead of schedule! That way, we can become world-famous as idols!"

Miss Nero replied, but then she walked over and carefully examined Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"What's wrong... is there something on my face?"

"It's not that I care about your face, it's just..."

Miss Nero gently stroked the red ends of Fujimaru Ritsuka's hair with her small, white hands.

"Hmm... Ritsuka, did you perhaps... use some trendy hair dye? It's completely undetectable! Elizabeth, take a look—"

"Eh?!"

Little Dragon Girl came closer.

"Wow, that's amazing! You can't even tell it's dyed! What brand of hair dye did you use? It's like something an idol would use!"

hair dye...

No wonder they didn't react strangely; they thought I used hair dye.

That's really... how should I put it...

I have mixed feelings inside.

"This is what you looked like as a human. The blonde hair only appears when you use the power of a True Ancestor... so you didn't use any hair dye!"

Mashu quickly waved her hand, stopping the two clowns from getting physical with each other, and said...

"What...it wasn't hair dye after all. I was hoping to get my hair done. That Native American elf seemed pretty good; he'd be a perfect hairstylist."

Geronimo?

He seems to have been a tough guy who could wield weapons by hand and survive in the wild, and even had the ability to clash with the US government's military.

Being skillful with one's hands is inevitable.

But having someone act as a hairstylist is a bit much, isn't it?

Lost the power of the True Ancestor?

Nero keenly observed the situation.

"Speak, what trouble have you encountered? Do you particularly need my strength?"

Nero straightened his back, and his smile became even more enthusiastic.

"With Yu and Ritsuka, there shouldn't be any enemy we can't defeat. Although I'm not in the form of Beast or Venus right now, I'm still the magnificent Roman Emperor."

It seems that this happened after a certain battle.

Nero was divided into three.

One is Nero, an ordinary, normal person.

One is Nero, a god who possesses the combined powers of the goddess of love, Venus, Mars, and the wandering stars.

One is Nero, representing the decadence and prosperity of humankind, a human evil that still opposes God at the bottom of the border.

The wild Servant before them was none other than the ordinary Heroic Spirit Nero.

"We plan to go to the United States in the east."

Fujimaru Ritsuka explained, "Both sides in this singularity have major problems right now. No matter which side wins, humanity has no future."

"So although I can't use the power of the True Ancestors like I used to..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked directly into Nero's eyes, her expression very serious: "So, if possible, Nero, and Elizabeth..."

"Can you lend me your power?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said sincerely.

As the True Ancestor, she unleashed a powerful attack, while the human remained submissive and hesitant.

The True Ancestor has his own fighting style, and humans have their own methods.

"What? Now that you've put it this way, how could I possibly not help!"

Nero smiled broadly: "Actually, I've been a Chaldea Servant for a long time! Right? — Even though I haven't been officially summoned yet."

It will definitely summon Nero.

But first, we should greet Miss Boudica and at least be considerate of her feelings.

She harbored no ill will toward the girl named Nero, but she hated the Roman Emperor Nero so much that she would think about steaming crayfish with her teeth every day.

Chapter 168 Offering Incense and Calling for Followers: The More the Merrier

"Since Master and Mash are both here, let's sing out loud to express our passion and longing!"

Little Dragon Girl smiled happily.

"Sing out loud...could it be—?"

Mashu was stunned for a moment, then her face turned pale instantly.

Are you kidding me? Singing here at a time like this is practically suicidal!

"Hmm! That's exactly what I was thinking too. Although my Rome isn't here, I always uphold the glorious spirit of Rome!"

Elizabeth is going to sing!

Is Nero joining in the fun too?

"What...what happened?!"

Rama looked at the trembling people around him and was at a loss.

What exactly happened? Why is everyone so scared?

"I don't know, Lord Rama. It seems something is about to happen... Could it be an enemy attack?"

That doesn't seem to be the case.

Miss Sido didn't quite understand.

""

Nightingale remained expressionless.

"Hehehe..."

Artoria Caster gave another wry smile and muttered to herself.

"It's okay, everyone will be able to understand it automatically after listening to it once."

Those who have never personally experienced Nero and Elizabeth's singing will never understand.

"Senior, we have to stop them! Stop them now..."

Mashu impatiently tugged at Fujimaru Ritsuka's sleeve and said.

But... Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly and calmly took out a tape recorder.

"Senior, what's wrong with you—"

Mashu looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a puzzled expression.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed excitedly, "If we want to make up for the lack of firepower, then this is the only way!"

Mashu: What method?!

My senior has suddenly become so scary!

Mashu was momentarily confused about what her senior was planning to do...

Taking out the recorder, is he planning to—

Should we record the voices of Elizabeth and Miss Nero?

This is really...

Just as Mashu was still thinking, the flashing lights shone on the lovely Nero and Elizabeth.

She has an angelic face.

A warm smile radiated from them.

Their costumes were exquisite, and their movements were skillful and elegant. They danced to the music, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that they did not make a sound.

"My lovely audience, are you ready?"

"Our group will present you with passionate songs!"

"Hajimaruyo (Shi!)~~"

If they didn't sing, their passionate performance would undoubtedly be the most perfect idol.