Walking step by step toward the cave entrance, Ritsuka, out of Miyu's sight, looked up at the figure appearing ahead and narrowed her beautiful eyes.
"Here comes another one, a class card holder. You're the seventh. To be honest, you guys have really caused me a lot of trouble."
While saying she was troubled and wearing an annoyed expression, Ritsuka silently raised a hand and gave the silent person the middle finger.
These guys were really persistent, even though she had already made her wish.
Or perhaps their purpose had changed, and they were specifically here to deal with her?
Ritsuka felt she might have guessed the answer.
Taking out the crystal-clear 20-sided die that no one else could see—the thing Ritsuka named 'crystal dice'—it floated up and began to spin rapidly, revealing one side with a tall figure seemingly enveloped in darkness carved upon it.
A height starting at two meters, a long cloth covering the head and concealing the face, and reddish-black skin covered in scars.
'Please, lend me your strength once more, Alcides.'
Murmuring in her heart, two things appeared over Ritsuka's tattered tracksuit.
The 'divine beast cloak' that rejected the armaments of human civilization, and the belt symbolizing Ares, the God of War.
The former was tied around Ritsuka's neck like a scarf, its end fluttering in the wind, while the belt emitted bursts of divine aura—the breath of a god.
Perhaps sensing Ritsuka's intent to resist, the serious expression of the girl standing not far away changed, appearing somewhat dissatisfied.
"Your wish cannot be realized. Are you, a mere ordinary person who intruded into the Holy Grail War and luckily defeated a few weaklings, feeling good about yourself?"
With a cold face, the blonde twin-tailed girl bearing a certain tyrant's name had several golden ripples appear beside her. Countless armaments that only appeared in ancient legends and civilizational myths slowly emerged, revealing an extraordinary sharpness.
"Whew~"
"Of course I don't feel good about myself, but since Miyu is still working hard, how could I possibly retreat?"