[FMMIKA] Chapter 331: Dragon Artorius and Titan Romulus

Meanwhile, on the battlefield.

"Artorius is out! Run for your lives!"

"Senpai, please don't embarrass us?!"

However, as Mash yelled with anger and grabbed the collar of Ritsuka, who was about to dive into the sea and escape—

*ROAAARRR—!!!*

A majestic and deafening roar of a dragon suddenly descended from the moon.

"?!"

"What was that sound?"

"Artorius..."

"His Majesty?"

When the dragon's roar echoed from the moon, everyone including gods and Servants instinctively looked up at the sky.

As soon as they looked up, a soul-shaking sensation emerged.

It was a colossal 'creature' that covered the entire sky like dark clouds.

With shiny silver scales, a gracefully artistic and elongated body, eyes like pure blue gems, and razor-sharp claws, it exuded a pristine blue radiance, making it seem incredibly divine.

Artorius Pendragon.

Transformed—or rather, 'restored' to the dragon form and descended from the moon!

"Th-This thing surpasses my imagination..."

Ritsuka spoke in a daze while opening her mouth far too wide.

With a sound of *click*, she rolled on the ground while holding her dislocated jaw, until Mash, unable to bear it, came forward and reassembled it.

Ritsuka reluctantly stood up with tears in her eyes.

At the same time, the massive dragon had already engaged with the titan.

Dragon breath in the shape of a solar disc struck the titan in an instant. Simultaneously, Ritsuka and all the ordinary people present who wanted to continue watching were suddenly teleported to Gaul.

"Eh? Eeehhh?!"

After being surprised for a while, Ritsuka, like many others present, began to sulk.

This teleportation magecraft, needless to say, was Artorius's doing. The reason for this was, of course, to prevent his battle with the Romulus from affecting them.

"But why wasn't Mash teleported away while I got teleported...? Mash, Scathach, and even that Stheno are still on the battlefield..."

Ritsuka looked around and immediately understood the situation.

"Really... Damn it..."

They weren't transported because Artorius believed they could be helpful. At least, they had the strength not to be affected and collapse during the battle between him and Romulus.

And that kind of strength, Ritsuka didn't have.

As she thought like that, a strong sense of helplessness, along with a feeling of unwillingness, entwined Ritsuka, making her feel very painful, even sorrowful.

"Ritsuka, Ritsuka, what happened on the front lines?! What's going on?!"

This strong emotion made Ritsuka directly ignore the anxious shouts of Romani, silently clenched her fists, and silently made up her mind.

'In the future, I must become very strong, very, very strong. I can't be a burden anymore...'

She silently made up her mind, standing up, and gazed at the turbulent sea.

'Wait for me Artorius... one day, I'll make you notice me!'

But the next moment—

"Little Eggplant?!"

Ritsuka turned her head to look behind her. There stood Mash and the others, including Nero and Stheno.

"Hmm? Why are you glaring at the sea with gritted teeth? And why did you get teleported here too?"

"Why? Were we supposed to stay there and wait to die? Two divine beings on the chief god level are fighting there!" Stheno retorted without holding back to Ritsuka's questions. "The only one who could barely watch is Scathach."

"Aren't you a goddess too?" Ritsuka asked and looked at Stheno with a strange gaze. But she was met with a displeased look from the Greek goddess.

"I'm a peaceful goddess..." Stheno closed her eyes and said her reason. "Not a goddess of war, but a delicate goddess protected by males. I won't engage in such barbaric things like fighting."

"Even though the energy level she emits far exceeds the average Servant..." Romani in Chaldea headquarters couldn't help but mutter. But soon, he refocused. "Okay, what's actually going on? Can someone tell me?"

"It's the final showdown, Doctor Roman..." Ritsuka replied with a serious expression.

"Eh? Final showdown?"

Romani, hearing Ritsuka's explanation, looked utterly confused.

"How did it turn into a final showdown so suddenly?" Romani now felt like he had missed many episodes of a TV series. "What's happening?"

Of course, no one paid attention to Romani right now.

Everyone ignored him, all looking towards the seaside. Even though separated by hundreds or thousands of kilometers, people could still see flashes and explosions from the limits of the sea level. They could even feel the strong wind blowing across their faces.

'You must win, Your Majesty.'

Mash couldn't help but silently pray.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

"What's going on?! How did this colossal dragon appear?!"

Flauros shouted in frustration. Watching the massive dragon on the battlefield evenly matched with the titan Romulus, his initial joy and excitement vanished, replaced by a sense of fear and unease.

"What if we lose?"

"It's highly likely. The power displayed by that dragon is no less than Romulus."

"And if we lose, then..."

"Damn! Come on, Romulus! Kill that dragon!"

There was no other option; the fate of the Demon God now rested on Romulus.

Watching the titan battling the dragon, throwing punches that shattered the heavens, Flauros, amidst his anxiety, could only silently pray for Romulus's victory.

The Berserk Servants summoned by Flauros, who were hoped to be powerful allies, were utterly useless. Like ants, they were ignored by the dragon and the titan, who trampled them, causing a massacre. Their attacks were no more than annoying for the dragon and the titan.

So, he had to rely on the titan, Romulus.

Flauros earnestly observed the battle on the crystal, not wanting to miss a moment.

On the battlefield, the dragon's claws were sharp, leaving the titan covered in blood. Yet, the titan's spear made the dragon wary.

The dragon's breath nearly froze the space, stiffening the titan's movements. However, the human body structure was more agile and suitable for combat than the dragon body structure.

After completely destroying Barcelona's coastline, crushing everything—land, fields, forests, beaches—the battle between the dragon and the titan persisted.

The situation remained evenly matched. Both sides were battered, and colorful magecraft continuously flickered—perhaps not just magecraft, maybe true magic or even the divine power of gods.

"Damn it!"

Watching the dragon and the titan lock horns again, achieving no clear result, Flauros slammed the table in frustration.

But the next second, an intense sense of danger hit him.

"Found you."

"Wha—?! Who is it?!"

Under Flauros's surprised gaze, a crimson spear thrust toward his throat.