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Chapter 64: Start of Orleans

Kadoc just looked at Ritsuka as they were in the cafitaria. "So what exactly happened early in there morning for you".

Ritsuka sighed heavily, resting his head in his hands as he sat across from Kadoc in the cafeteria. "You really want to know?" he muttered, his voice filled with resignation.

Kadoc raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of his coffee. "I mean, you've looked like you've been through a war zone since this morning. It can't be that bad, right?"

Ritsuka gave him a flat stare. "Imagine waking up between three powerful women, two of them practically goddesses, all of them in your harem, and realizing your face is buried somewhere... uh, inappropriate. Then trying to escape only to make things worse by ending up face-first in another, well, equally awkward spot."

Kadoc blinked, staring at him for a long moment. "Wait, three of them? In your bed?"

Ritsuka groaned. "Yes. Medusa, Morgan, and Kama."

Kadoc's expression went from mildly surprised to borderline horrified. "That sounds... chaotic."

"Chaotic doesn't even begin to describe it." Ritsuka ran a hand through his hair. "I spent the entire time trying not to die. Kama thought it was hilarious, Morgan wanted answers, and Medusa... well, she was thankfully calm, but still."

Kadoc leaned back in his chair, giving Ritsuka an amused but pitying look. "You really have the worst luck. You're the only guy I know who could turn a harem into a life-or-death situation."

Ritsuka glared at him. "It's not like I asked for this. Do you think I wanted to be trapped between them? I was just trying to sleep!"

Kadoc smirked, taking another sip of his coffee. "Sounds like your mornings are a lot more eventful than mine. All I had to deal with was Ophelia lecturing me about strategy over breakfast."

"Yeah, well, at least Ophelia's not going to kill you over a misunderstanding." Ritsuka slumped back in his chair. "I swear, I'm gonna need therapy after this. How do people even handle harems in peace?"

Kadoc snorted. "If you figure that out, let me know. Sounds like something you could write a book about." He paused, then gave Ritsuka a mischievous grin. "Or maybe just avoid sleeping in the same bed as all three of them next time."

Ritsuka groaned again. "Trust me, that's the plan."

Kadoc looked at Ritsuka. "My question is why did Morgan asked Questions, doesn't she and Kama normal sleep with, with you sandwich between Kama and Morgan"

Ritsuka looked at her. "You answered your question, there is not a third"

Ritsuka leaned back in his chair, trying to gather his thoughts as Kadoc's question sunk in. "Exactly. Usually, it's just me and Kama, with Morgan playing her role as the overprotective wife. But adding Medusa into the mix? That's a whole new level of chaos."

Kadoc raised an eyebrow, smirking. "So, it's not just the fact that you were sandwiched between them, but the implications of it all. I can see why Morgan would have questions—she's probably thinking about her territory."

"Right?" Ritsuka ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "Morgan's always been fiercely territorial, and having Medusa there, especially with how close she is to me now, probably felt like a threat to her. I can't blame her, but it still made for an awkward morning."

Kadoc nodded, his expression turning serious. "You need to have a talk with them about boundaries, Ritsuka. Otherwise, this might escalate into something you really don't want to deal with."

Ritsuka sighed. "You're not wrong. I thought things would settle down after we got through the last couple of crises, but now I feel like I'm in the middle of some high-stakes emotional drama. It's exhausting."

"Welcome to harem life, I guess." Kadoc chuckled, then added, "But seriously, you need to figure this out. Otherwise, you might find yourself having to pick sides. And trust me, that's a fight you don't want."

Ritsuka nodded, feeling the weight of the situation. "I know. I need to talk to them all—make it clear that I care about each of them and that this is supposed to be a partnership, not a competition."

"Good plan." Kadoc leaned forward. "Just be careful how you approach it. Each of them has their own set of insecurities, especially Morgan and Medusa. You don't want to stir the pot too much."

"Right." Ritsuka took a deep breath. "I'll figure something out. Maybe a group outing or something to ease the tension?"

Kadoc smirked. "Just don't suggest a trip to the Underworld. I hear it's a bit... tense down there right now."

"Noted," Ritsuka replied, chuckling. "Thanks, Kadoc. I really appreciate the advice."

"Anytime, man. Just remember to keep your head on straight." Kadoc grinned, finishing his coffee. "And maybe invest in some earplugs for the next time you wake up in a pile of goddesses."

Ritsuka laughed, shaking his head. "I'll add that to my shopping list. Right next to therapy."

Ritsuka then looked at Kadoc. "Atlest I don't have ice cooler on my neck with chain being hold by Girlfriend (Anastasia), who is the master of in this one"

Kadoc looked at his ice collar. "Hey, Anastasia is Not My Girlfr-". He then felt the chained be pulled as he saw Anastasia in the distances. "I mens your not wrong".

Ritsuka then leaned into wishpering to Kadoc. "We are trying our best to fix the Yandere thing so thing like what happened to Anastasia from being a shadow servant to a full servant doesn't happen again".

Kadoc shot Ritsuka a look that was part disbelief and part amusement. "Yeah, well, good luck with that. You've got a full house of goddesses, and I'm stuck with the queen of yanderes. I don't think I can compete."

Ritsuka raised an eyebrow, his voice low. "Listen, you've got a point, but the yandere thing isn't just a curse; it's a blessing if you handle it right. Anastasia has a fierce loyalty that can be a game-changer in battles. We just need to find a balance."

Kadoc sighed, glancing back at Anastasia, who was now closing the distance with that determined look in her eyes. "Yeah, but that loyalty comes with a price. She's... intense, to say the least."

"Intense is an understatement," Ritsuka agreed, trying to keep his voice light. "But we're working on it. Just like I have to navigate my situation with the harem, you need to find a way to keep Anastasia in check without triggering her possessive instincts."

Kadoc nodded, a hint of anxiety creeping into his expression. "Easier said than done. Last time I tried to give her a little space, I ended up with an ice sculpture of myself in the courtyard."

Ritsuka chuckled. "See? You need to find the right balance. Maybe you can find a way to let her know you care without making her feel insecure. Communication is key."

Before Kadoc could respond, Anastasia arrived, her presence commanding. "Ritsuka, Kadoc, why are you two whispering? Plotting something against me?" She placed her hands on her hips, giving them both a playful glare.

Ritsuka quickly shook his head, raising his hands in defense. "No, no! We were just discussing the best ways to make our lives easier, that's all."

Kadoc added hastily, "Yeah! Just... strategy talk, you know?"

Anastasia narrowed her eyes, clearly not buying it. "Strategy talk, huh? Is that code for 'how to avoid our girlfriends'?"

Ritsuka swallowed hard. "Uh, well... in a way. We were just trying to figure out how to manage... relationships better."

Anastasia's expression softened slightly, but she still maintained an air of skepticism. "If you're talking about me being too possessive, I'd like to remind you that my loyalty is part of my charm."

Ritsuka nodded, his tone earnest. "We appreciate that, really. It's just about finding a way where everyone feels secure. You know how intense things can get."

"Yeah," Kadoc chimed in, "and no one wants to end up frozen in ice, right?"

Anastasia smirked, relaxing a bit. "I suppose you're right. I'll try to tone it down… a little."

Ritsuka and Kadoc exchanged relieved glances.

"That's all we're asking," Ritsuka replied. "And we'll make sure to keep the lines of communication open. No more secrets or whispering behind backs."

Anastasia nodded, her expression shifting to a more serious one. "Good. I'm all for open communication—just as long as it doesn't involve any other girls."

Ritsuka chuckled nervously. "Of course! Just the three of us here, right?"

"Right," Kadoc added quickly. "Just the three of us."

With that, the tension eased a bit, and the trio settled into a more comfortable atmosphere. Ritsuka glanced around the cafeteria, noticing the various dynamics playing out among the other Servants and Masters.

"Hey, speaking of communication," Ritsuka said, shifting the topic, "how are the others handling everything? I saw Kama and Morgan sharing a table earlier. Any updates on that?"

Kadoc rolled his eyes. "Let's just say, it's a work in progress. Kama is her usual playful self, but Morgan looks like she's ready to launch an attack at any moment. It's like watching a live action horror movie."

"Wonderful," Ritsuka replied dryly. "I'll add that to my list of things to handle today."

Anastasia leaned closer, her expression thoughtful. "Ritsuka, perhaps you should organize a group meeting? It might help everyone air out their feelings and figure things out together."

Ritsuka considered this, a small smile forming. "You know, that's not a bad idea. A harem summit might just be what we need to clear the air and address the yandere tendencies before they spiral out of control."

Kadoc raised an eyebrow, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Just make sure to keep the ice and fire under control. We don't want any explosions or frozen bodies piling up in Chaldea."

Anastasia smiled, her eyes glinting playfully. "As long as I'm not the one doing the freezing, I think we'll be fine."

Ritsuka nodded, feeling a renewed sense of hope. "Alright then. Let's plan this out. Maybe a lunch meeting with snacks will ease everyone into the conversation."

The trio shared a light-hearted laugh as they began discussing the logistics of their upcoming harem summit, unaware of the brewing tensions still lingering in the shadows of Chaldea.

Later that day, in the Chaldea command room, as Olga was looking at Ritsuka.

Olga looked at Ritsuka. "So as we know the are 7 more singularty, and each of them are done by this 666 we don't know who she or what are deal is"

Dr Romani then spoke. "And now we have to deal with these 7 singularty, 7 different points in time, we have decided to send Ritsuka to this the first one, we chose this one why because it is so far the easiest"

Olga then spoke. "As for why the other team A can't join, they just came back from death kinda, thank you Ritsuka for that, and we have chosen this one, it is Orlean's, during the 100 year war, something in there is changing history, mission go there, fix the problem and get the grail".

Ritsuka then looked at Dr Romani. "What about the people"

Dr Romani looked at him. "Doesn't matter, once time is set back they will set back to the proper time so no worries, so get in thr rayshift coffin Mash and Ritsuka, hope you are ready to go to the 100 year war".

Ritsuka took a deep breath, steeling himself for the mission ahead. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, but he couldn't let it show. "Alright, I'm ready," he replied, trying to mask any trepidation in his voice. He turned to Mash, who stood beside him, her expression a mix of determination and concern.

Mash nodded, her resolve solid. "We'll do our best to fix this, Ritsuka. For everyone affected by the changes."

"Right," Ritsuka said, trying to project confidence. "Let's get this over with." He stepped toward the rayshift coffin, glancing back at Dr. Romani and Olga for any last-minute advice.

Dr. Romani gave him a reassuring smile. "Just remember, this time you won't be alone. You have Mash by your side, and we'll be monitoring your progress from here. If things get too chaotic, we'll guide you through it."

Olga added, her tone serious yet supportive, "Stay focused, and keep an eye on your surroundings. The changes to history might not just be in the environment; they could manifest through the people you encounter as well. Be careful, Ritsuka."

"Got it," Ritsuka replied, feeling a sense of camaraderie with them. He took a moment to mentally prepare himself, thinking of the friends and Servants he would have to rely on in the upcoming battle.

Once inside the rayshift coffin, Ritsuka settled into the familiar but eerie sensation of being transported through time and space. He glanced at Mash, who gave him an encouraging nod. The brief moment of calm was shattered as the rayshift began, and Ritsuka felt the world around him shift and blur, colors blending into a whirlpool of light.

When the dizziness subsided, he found himself in a battlefield. The air was thick with tension, the sound of clashing swords and cries of warriors echoing in the distance. Ritsuka took a moment to adjust, his eyes scanning the area for any immediate threats.

"Mash, are you alright?" he asked, turning to see if she had made it through the rayshift without issue.

"I'm fine, Ritsuka," Mash replied, her voice steady. "We need to assess the situation quickly. From the sounds of it, a battle is ongoing."

Ritsuka nodded, quickly gathering his thoughts. "Let's find a vantage point and get a layout of the area. We need to figure out what's causing the disruption in history."

They moved cautiously toward a nearby hill that overlooked the battlefield. As they climbed, Ritsuka felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him. He had seen many battles in different eras, but each time was unique, each with its own struggles and stories.

Once they reached the top, Ritsuka surveyed the chaos unfolding below. Clad in armor, knights clashed fiercely against one another, the banners of various factions fluttering in the wind. It was a scene of desperation and valor.

"Look, Ritsuka," Mash pointed. "There seems to be an unusual concentration of energy near the center of the battlefield. That could be where the anomaly is originating."

Ritsuka narrowed his eyes, focusing on the chaotic mass of fighting. "It looks like we'll need to get in there to understand what's going on. But we have to be careful; we don't want to get caught up in the fight if we can help it."

"Agreed," Mash said. "We should find a way to blend in and gather information first. There might be locals or soldiers we can speak with."

Ritsuka nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. "Alright, let's find a way to the front lines without drawing too much attention to ourselves."

As they maneuvered through the chaos, Ritsuka couldn't shake the feeling that they were stepping into something far bigger than just a battle. The threads of fate were weaving in ways he couldn't yet comprehend. He glanced at Mash, her determined expression giving him strength. Whatever awaited them in Orléans, they would face it together.

Eventually, they reached the edge of the battlefield, where soldiers were more focused on the fighting than on anything else. Ritsuka spotted a group of knights huddled around a fire, their armor dented and worn from battle. This could be their chance to gather intel.

"Let's approach them carefully," Ritsuka instructed. "We need to act like we belong here."

As they approached, Ritsuka felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. He could sense the weight of history surrounding them, and he was determined to set things right. But little did he know that their actions would soon attract the attention of those who would not easily accept outsiders meddling in their affairs.

"Who goes there?" one of the knights called out as they drew near. Ritsuka could see the suspicion in the knight's eyes, and he steeled himself for the challenge ahead. "State your business!"

To be continued

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Chapter 65: One mistake

Mash then looked at him. "I am sorry sir, but do you"

The Knight screamed. "A enemy shoulder"

Ritsuka smacked his head. "Mash you spoke English during the 100 years war"

One fight later and everyone that run out of the way, and came to a different are

Mash was under a tree drafted, Fou and Kama was comforting her as Ritsuka does as well, Morgan and Medusa just sighed.

Mash looked at all of them. "I am so sorry everyone".

Ritsuka knelt beside Mash, concern etched on his face. "Hey, it's okay. We all make mistakes, especially in a situation like this," he reassured her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Kama, with her usual warmth, added, "Exactly! You did your best, Mash. It was just a misunderstanding." She gently patted Mash's back, trying to lift her spirits.

Medusa and Morgan exchanged glances, the tension of the earlier encounter dissipating as they observed the support surrounding Mash. Morgan smirked slightly. "Next time, perhaps try not to announce your presence as an enemy soldier," she teased lightly, hoping to lighten the mood.

Mash let out a small, embarrassed laugh. "Right… I guess I got a bit carried away." She took a deep breath, collecting herself. "We need to focus on our mission. We can't let that encounter distract us."

"Agreed," Ritsuka said, getting to his feet. "We still need to figure out what's causing the disruptions in this timeline. We'll just have to be more careful next time."

Fou, perched next to Mash, chirped encouragingly, as if sensing her distress. Mash smiled at the little creature, grateful for the comfort he provided.

Kama leaned against the tree, folding her arms. "So, what's the plan now, Ritsuka? We can't just sit here and wait for the next group of knights to come after us."

Ritsuka pondered for a moment, looking back toward the battlefield. "Let's try to gather more information without drawing attention to ourselves. We can blend in among the common soldiers. There's bound to be someone who knows what's happening."

Medusa nodded in agreement. "We can find a nearby camp or village. They might have heard rumors about what's causing the anomalies in Orléans."

Morgan straightened up, her expression turning serious. "Just be cautious. The last thing we need is to get caught in another skirmish or stir up more trouble. We need to keep our presence low-key."

Ritsuka shared a determined look with his companions. "Alright, let's move out and see what we can uncover. Stick together and watch each other's backs."

They carefully navigated away from the tree, heading toward the outskirts of the battlefield, where they spotted a small encampment of soldiers resting near a riverbank. The sounds of laughter and chatter reached their ears, a stark contrast to the chaos they had just experienced.

"Let's approach this group," Ritsuka suggested, his heart pounding with anticipation. "But remember to stay inconspicuous. We're just travelers who happened to find themselves caught in the middle of a conflict."

As they drew closer, Ritsuka noticed the diverse mix of soldiers, their faces weary but resilient. Some were cleaning their weapons, while others were tending to their horses. The camaraderie among them was palpable, and it reminded Ritsuka of his own team back in Chaldea.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward, adopting a casual demeanor. "Excuse me, good sirs!" he called out, trying to project confidence. "We come in peace. We've just arrived and heard tales of the ongoing conflict. Can you share what has transpired?"

The soldiers paused, turning their attention to Ritsuka and his group. A burly knight with a scar running down his cheek stepped forward, eyeing them skeptically. "What business do you have in a time of war? State your names!"

Ritsuka exchanged glances with his companions, silently coordinating their approach. "I'm Ritsuka Fujimaru, a traveler seeking to understand the conflict," he replied, trying to sound authoritative. "These are my companions: Mash, Kama, Medusa, and Morgan. We were caught up in the chaos and wish to learn about what's happening here."

The knight crossed his arms, still skeptical but somewhat intrigued. "You don't look like soldiers. What do you know of the troubles plaguing Orléans?"

Mash stepped forward, her resolve shining through. "We've heard whispers of a disturbance in the land, something that threatens to change history. We wish to help in any way we can."

The knight's expression softened slightly, his curiosity piqued. "You wish to help? This is no ordinary battle. We're in the midst of a struggle against the forces of an enemy who wields dark magic. They seek to overturn the balance of power in this war."

Ritsuka's heart raced. "Dark magic? Is that what's causing the anomalies? Have you seen anything unusual—something that doesn't belong in this time?"

The knight hesitated, glancing back at his fellow soldiers before nodding slowly. "We've encountered strange figures on the battlefield—creatures that should not exist. They've been wreaking havoc, and their presence only adds to the chaos."

"Creatures?" Ritsuka echoed, his mind racing with possibilities. "Can you describe them?"

One of the soldiers chimed in, a younger man with bright eyes. "They look like twisted versions of knights, their armor corrupted and their eyes glowing with malevolence. They attack without warning, and we've lost many good men to them."

Morgan's brow furrowed. "It sounds like the work of a malevolent force trying to rewrite history. We need to find out who or what is behind this."

"Are there any leads?" Ritsuka pressed, hoping for more information.

The burly knight nodded gravely. "There have been whispers of a sorceress hiding in the woods outside the city. Some say she's the one orchestrating these attacks, using dark magic to control these creatures. But many who venture into those woods never return."

Kama stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with determination. "We'll go after this sorceress. If she's behind the anomalies, we need to confront her and stop whatever she's planning."

Ritsuka agreed. "If we can find her and learn her motives, we may be able to restore the timeline and prevent further chaos."

The knight regarded them with a mixture of respect and caution. "You're brave to take on such a task. Just be careful; the woods are treacherous, and not everything is as it seems."

"Thank you for the warning," Ritsuka replied, a newfound sense of purpose filling him. "We'll make our way to the woods and find this sorceress. Stay safe out here."

As they turned to leave, Mash felt a weight lift from her shoulders. "We're finally getting somewhere," she said, a smile creeping back onto her face. "Let's move quickly before things escalate further."

With their mission set, Ritsuka and his companions made their way toward the ominous woods, ready to confront the unknown. Each step felt like they were delving deeper into the heart of history itself, the fate of Orléans hanging in the balance. They would face whatever awaited them together, determined to rewrite the story of this era.

They arrived near a forest, as then they saw it wyvern, as Morgan was suprise, they were dragon but compair to Medusa, Kama and Morgan, they are noting as they took down the ground off Wyvern.

Morgan counted the Wyvern. "10 this not normally, Wyvern pack only go up to 4, maybe 5, no it can't be"

Kama just looked at her. "Dragon tamer"

Ritsuka looked at her. "Dragon what"

Morgan looked back at Kama. "It is impossible the last one died a few thousand years ago and new one can't be born not after a few more 100 years".

Ritsuka looked at Mash. "Um explain".

Mash stepped forward, ready to clarify the situation. "A dragon tamer is someone who can control and command dragons or wyverns. It's a rare ability, especially since most of the dragons and wyverns in history have either been slain or have gone extinct."

Ritsuka raised an eyebrow, still puzzled. "So, you're saying someone has somehow revived or summoned these wyverns? How is that even possible?"

Morgan folded her arms, her expression tense. "If a dragon tamer exists, they could manipulate wyverns to serve their will. But that would imply a deep connection to dark magic, especially if they're commanding such a large pack."

Kama added, "This could explain the anomalies we've been seeing. A dragon tamer might be the source of the disturbances in Orléans. If they're taming these creatures, they could be changing the course of history in a catastrophic way."

Ritsuka nodded, absorbing the information. "So, our objective just became more complex. We're not just dealing with a sorceress; we're up against someone with significant power who can control these wyverns."

Morgan glanced at the wyverns, who were perched atop the rocky outcrop nearby, their scales shimmering under the dim light filtering through the trees. "We have to be cautious. If they attack, it could end badly for us. But we need to learn more about this dragon tamer and their motivations."

"Let's get closer and see if we can overhear anything," Ritsuka suggested, motioning for the group to remain low and stealthy as they approached the wyverns.

As they crept through the underbrush, the sound of deep growls and flapping wings echoed in the air. Ritsuka's heart raced, adrenaline coursing through his veins. The wyverns were imposing, each one easily towering over them, and their eyes glowed with an unsettling intelligence.

Suddenly, the group heard a voice rising above the sounds of the forest. "Bring me the captives! We shall feast tonight!" The voice was rich and commanding, sending chills down Ritsuka's spine.

Kama's eyes widened. "That must be the dragon tamer. We need to find out who they are and what their intentions are."

They peered through the branches, spotting a figure standing in a clearing. Dressed in dark robes, the figure had an air of authority, with a staff adorned with dragon motifs. Surrounding them were several wyverns, obediently awaiting commands.

Ritsuka gestured for everyone to stay quiet. "Let's listen."

The tamer continued, "These pathetic soldiers of Orléans will be our first meal of the evening. Once the fear of my wyverns spreads, no one will dare oppose me. I will reclaim what was lost, and this land will kneel before my power!"

Medusa narrowed her eyes. "We can't let this happen. If this tamer is allowed to continue, they will plunge the region into chaos."

Ritsuka nodded, determination filling him. "We need to confront them. If we can defeat the tamer and the wyverns, we might restore balance and prevent further anomalies in this timeline."

Morgan unsheathed her sword, a fierce glint in her eye. "Then let's take them down. We can't allow them to grow more powerful."

They began to strategize. "I'll distract the wyverns," Ritsuka said. "While they're focused on me, you all can take down the tamer."

"Be careful, Ritsuka," Mash cautioned. "We don't know how powerful they really are."

"I will be," he assured her, trying to remain confident. "We'll fight together. We have to."

With their plan in place, Ritsuka took a deep breath and stepped into the clearing, raising his voice. "Hey! You!" he called out, drawing the attention of the dragon tamer and the wyverns. "You won't get away with this!"

The tamer turned, surprise flickering across their face. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little hero playing at bravery? How quaint."

Ritsuka grinned, readying himself for the confrontation. "Not just a hero—I'm the one who's going to stop you!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the tamer raised their staff, summoning the wyverns to attack. They screeched and took to the air, their wings creating gusts of wind that sent leaves spiraling around them.

"Now!" Ritsuka shouted, and the group sprang into action.

As the wyverns dove toward him, Ritsuka dodged to the side, his heart racing. He could feel the heat from their flames as they passed, and he quickly called upon his abilities, summoning a barrier of light to protect himself.

Kama and Medusa charged in, using their agility to evade the swooping creatures. Morgan swung her sword, cutting through the air with precision, aiming for the tamer while Mash focused on supporting the group, using her own abilities to strengthen their defenses.

"Ritsuka, behind you!" Mash shouted, and he quickly turned to see a wyvern closing in on him.

He leaped to the side just in time, but the force of its wind knocked him off balance. As he regained his footing, he could see the tamer laughing, clearly enjoying the chaos.

"You think you can stop me?" the tamer mocked. "My wyverns are far stronger than you realize!"

Ritsuka gritted his teeth, determination hardening in his chest. "We won't let you win!" he yelled, channeling his energy. He focused on the wyvern in front of him, gathering his strength to counterattack.

Meanwhile, Morgan closed the distance to the tamer, her sword gleaming in the dim light. "Enough of this! Your reign of terror ends now!"

The tamer's expression turned serious as they raised their staff, a surge of dark magic crackling around them. "You dare challenge me? You'll regret this!"

As the battle intensified, Ritsuka could see the tide turning. He felt the bond with his companions strengthen, their resolve united against the formidable foe. With every attack, every defensive move, they fought not just for themselves but for the future of Orléans.

"Let's finish this!" Ritsuka shouted, his voice echoing through the clearing as he prepared for a decisive strike. Together, they would confront the darkness threatening to engulf this timeline and reclaim the world from its clutches.

To be continued


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