Thank you for waiting! I too will muster my courage...! I'll prove I'm not just about Magi★Mari!
"Umm, existence proof good, Sheba normal..."
(Quietly, quietly, quietly...)
'Soft touch on the right hand'
"?! Roman-sama?"
"Ah! Yes! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
(I did it! I touched her! I touched her!)
"—Giggle. Hey, Roman-sama? Here's a riddle."
"Y-Yes!?"
"...Who is the woman who isn't satisfied with just touching, and wants to accept everything about you, far beyond that? ♥"
"A, awa, awawawawawawawa...!!"
"Roman! I won't forgive half-heartedness in flirting or proving your existence! Here's coffee for two!"
"Th-Thank you!"
"Fufu, I am always waiting ♥ Shall I tell you my weak point? ♥"
"W-W-W-Well, let's start with walking together in Chaldea...!"
"Ahahahahahaha!! My, you're lively, Romani! Just get married already!"
"As if I can shoulder someone's life that easily—!!"
Cú Chulainn's Warm-up
America, the vast land.
A country so vast it permits a multitude of ways of life, achieving monstrous rationality and fierce development to become the world's hegemon.
The stage for this Singularity, and the heroes challenging it are...
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!!!"
Falling headfirst from a height where the curvature of the earth is visible—!
"Senpai! Senpai!! We're falling! We're falling headfirst—!!"
"Since Okeanos, right!? Hyahhooooo—!!"
The Master, unmoved by something as trivial as falling at this point, frolics.
'You shifted the coordinates again, didn't you!? Why can't you Rayshift calmly!?'
"Hmph, do not praise me so. There is a solid reason."
'Reason!?'
"America is unnecessarily vast. Without a sense of the land, we would die like dogs in the middle of a stroll. Therefore, I need to survey it all from a height."
The King's vessel shines his eyes, assessing everything in America.
Servants engaging in resistance activities in small towns.
Servants imprisoned in jails.
Servants dotted across the land.
Structures boasting grandeur surrounded by castle walls.
And—the White House, where brawny men gather.
Exposed to tremendous wind pressure, the King sees through everything.
"Ea, survey the situation beneath our feet."
—Understood.
Answering the King's command, she strains her eyes at the world below.
...They are fighting.
Two forces are fighting. It seems a battle is happening right directly below.
She confirms the details further.
One side seems to be a mixed unit of humans and... mechanized humans. Blue coloring... Helter Skelters? There are many of them... I sense the will of science, mass production, and conceptual improvement.
Opposing them are... old-fashioned soldiers. Wearing cloaks, protecting their heads with simple helmets, boasting sturdy bodies. Holding spears, I feel magical energy.
—King. It seems two forces are fighting. One is a primitive unit, the other is a scientifically organized...
"One side is likely Celtic; there is no mistake. The other is... likely a force possessed by America. Scientific... perhaps the King of Inventors."
"Mash! Are you okay!?"
Deploying the Evil Dragon's wings, she pulls Mash close.
"Th-Thank you, Senpai! Wings!?"
"Dog! There is a force skirmishing directly below! One side is clad in Celtic attire!"
"Ah, those are the vanguards created by that Medb! She creates soldiers infinitely! I don't know the other side, but we can crush them without any regrets!"
"Fuhahaha! Things move fast with an acquaintance! Good, Ricca, give the order to the Dog! He will follow your command faithfully!"
"Yeah! Aniki! Don't annihilate the side we don't know is friend or foe until they attack! Go ahead and thoroughly crush the side we can definitely crush!"
Receiving the Master's order, Cú Chulainn grins ferociously.
"Osu!! Well then, I'll go massacre them for a bit! Goldie! Make sure you secure safety properly!"
"To whom do you speak, Mad Dog! Go rampage flashily to your heart's content!"
Exchanging just that—
"Yotto—!!"
Cú Chulainn steps on the sound barrier with the 'Secret of the Salmon Leap', closing the distance of several hundred meters to zero at a speed reaching Mach.
—Deploying Vimana!
Selecting treasures, she sets up Vimana to catch everyone on their fall trajectory.
"Yotto!"
Holding Mash, Ricca lands on the floor of Vimana.
"Roman, there are bases to the west and east. Calculate which belongs to whom."
'Yeah, doing it, doing it. The place located where the original White House is belongs to the Celtic Queen, Medb's forces. The other is likely the force opposing it. Amidst the two forces fighting, the White House is in the superior camp's territory, so if that's the warriors' base, there's no mistake. The White House, the capital, has fallen to the enemy. The best way to humiliate a country is to occupy the nation, after all.'
"Fumu. Then subjugating them is the tentative proposition. Then... let us test if they are worthy of my hand."
"Hmph, come to think of it, this is the first time we share a soul and fight like this."
Come to think of it, that's right.
I thought I was controlling the vessel with just my own soul, but thinking about it now...
—The soul that made the body and spirit a King was you, wasn't it.
"Hmph, naturally. I judged that behaving as a King would be too heavy a burden for you."
The body speaks words as a King, and the spirit responds to the outside world.
The reason that was the King is that he deep inside was ruling it.
"As before, I leave the selection of treasures entirely to you. I will simply trample as I please. Dialogue and combat are my domain. The roles have not changed much from before. Behave as you wish, and devote yourself to pleasure as you wish."
—Leave it to me! King!
I'm not alone anymore!
Just the King being by my side makes me feel like I won't lose!
"Go—! Aniki—!!"
Ricca's voice echoes loudly—!
Like a comet fallen to earth, Cú Chulainn lands right in the middle of the battlefield.
With that impact, the earth shatters, America itself rumbles, the atmosphere trembles and screams.
"!?"
"What happened!?"
The scientifically organized army has its reason shaken and is confused.
The primitive soldiers stop due to the interruption of simple combat actions.
Raising a cloud of dust, the entire battlefield focuses on the man standing at its center.
Instantly...
"————Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo——————————————!!!!!!"
The Mad Dog's war cry roars, shaking and vibrating the battlefield, the earth, America, and the world.
"H-Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!"
"Uwa, uwaaaaaaaaah!!"
'Immediate retreat! Immediate, r-run, gotta run...!!'
'G-G-Gonna be killed—! No, I don't want to die!'
"R-Retreat! Retreat!!"
"But—!?"
"Hurry up!! We 'must not be here'!!"
With their instincts shaken by that roar, trembling in fear, the scientifically organized army retreats immediately.
No matter how much armor they wear, the weakness of the heart cannot be protected. Their biological instincts were driven by primal emotions.
—Ordinary human warriors cannot even stand before Cú Chulainn.
"Oh, scatter, scatter! Cowards can live long! But it's set that the weak and the brave die! —Now then."
Glint, the Mad Dog takes aim at the soldiers before him.
"I won't let you lot escape. There's Master's request too, but—as a fellow countryman, I understand well."
Cruaidín Catutchenn, the Sword of Shining Light, in his right hand. Dubán, the Indestructible Spear, in his left.
"In a decent world, you guys are nothing but a hindrance! —Ulster Chaldea Affiliation! Cú Chulainn!!"
Raising a roaring self-introduction, the Mad Dog howls!
"Drop dead for a bit—!!!"
With the exhilaration of battle, Cú Chulainn bares his fangs—!!
Thousands against one. A solo charge anyone would perceive as reckless suicide.
Reckless, people will laugh.
Foolish, strategists will spit.
Comical, enemies will sneer.
But—here is Cú Chulainn. The Great Hero embodying all of Ulster.
"Ooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!"
Taking on a large army alone is nothing but 'an everyday occurrence'—!!
300 people are turned into mincemeat by the aftermath of his dash into the enemy camp. That single instant of confusion and disordered formation was fatal.
With one swing of Cruaidín, 9 enemy soldiers have their five limbs neatly divided into five parts each. If he hits with the hilt, it pierces through; swords that block it melt away. Just a little sweep turns hundreds into dust by released beams of light.
He swings Dubán around freely. Soldiers shatter into pieces from wherever the gigantic strength touches, and the earth accidentally touched is gouged out down to the deep bedrock.
"Oops."
While looking away for a bit, he was attacked by a large number, so in return, he split all their arms and heads. The corpses were in the way, so he piled them in one place.
"Yotto!"
He throws the spear. The Spear of Destruction turns everything on the enemy army in its trajectory into fine dust, pierces a mountain far away, and the mountain shatters and vanishes. Thinking 'Oops, overdid it' as it flies back into his hand.
"Sorayo!"
He thrusts the sword into the ground.
"—Raaaaaaaaah!!!"
Putting spirit into it, he gouges out the rabble along with the bedrock and floats them in the air. Since the bedrock is in the way, he turns it into fine dust with Dubán.
"Sora!"
He randomly throws stones lying around. Shattering at speeds reaching Mach that would dry up water if skipped, the stone pebbles turn the Celtic soldiers floating in the air into honeycombs like a shotgun.
"Body sharpness is excellent! I can do this, I can—hmm?"
Instantly, Rune patterns shine.
"—You seem to be having fun, Setanta."
Led by two horses that are 5 meters tall, a scythed chariot reaching 10 meters appears.
"Marriage again?"
Sitting in the driver's seat, with shaved black hair, nodding silently is Laeg. As you can tell by him calling Cú Chulainn by his childhood name, he is a close friend from childhood.
"Still a bit young, but found a good woman to hold. Couldn't hold back anymore?"
"These guys, that is."
Exasperatedly, he taps the two horses with a whip.
"Bururau!! (Greet us first! We finally met! You're distant, Setanta!)"
The gray horse neighing fiercely is Macha. Temperamental, a trampling warhorse that crushes everything once it runs.
"Hiiiin (Long time no see, Setanta~. Wanted to see you~)"
The spoiled Sainglain. A black horse that kills everyone if they are enemies but treats allies and Cú Chulainn gently.
"A reunion after a long time. Let us go together."
"Osu!! I won't say anything stiff! For now, kill 'em all!"
"Naturally."
The moment they start running.
"Fathe—Warrior Cú Chulainn!"
'Light' appears in the chariot's seat.
"I will also offer my assistance!"
Light blue long hair, odd eyes with right red and left gold. A red and blue checkered scarf wrapped around the neck. Body in Celtic battle attire, light blue tights. A golden ring on the right hand hidden by bandages. Holding a sling in hand, carrying the 'Spear of the Light God' on the back. A physical age of seven, appropriate to call a boy—No.
"Oh, Connla! So you came! Or rather, why are you a woman!"
Cú Chulainn calls the name of Connla turned into a 'Girl'.
"Yes! Lancer, Archer Double Class! I cannot name myself, but I offer my strength to Warrior Cú Chulainn! By the way, being a female body is because Grandfather gave an oracle saying 'In Fate, a daughter looks better'!"
With a smile full of pride and joy, Connla waves from the platform.
"That doting parent, what is he doing to someone's son..."
"Man or woman matters not, I am one who stands shoulder to shoulder with Cú Chulainn! This time, this time together!"
"—Laeg. Take care of my son."
"Aye."
"Wait wait! It would be trouble if you forgot me!!"
Along with flames, a muscular giant of a man appears.
"If it is war work, include me too! Warrior Ferdiad, participating!"
Red hair, deep blue eyes. Clad in crimson tights and holding a greatsword, Ferdiad, the close friend from the Land of Shadows era, appears.
"Especially if the opponent is Medb-chan! I will fulfill the 'Gallantly defeat Medb-chan and go out with her' that didn't come true in Connacht affiliation!"
"Oh, do it, do it! Looks like everyone's here!"
The heroes coloring Cú Chulainn's history gather together.
"Long talks are for later! What we accomplish in war is one thing! Fight!! Let's go, you bastards!! Kill 'em all!!!"
"""Osu!!!!"""
The Celtic warriors trample the soldiers created by Medb—!!
"Bururauaaaaaaau!!! (Run them over!! Crush!!)"
"Hihiiiiiiiiin!! (Obstacles!! Die!!)"
While controlling the excitement of Macha and Sainglain, Laeg runs over and kills 44 people per second.
"—Ha!!"
While receiving the protection of the Sun God Lugh with her whole body, the shining sling stones she releases become light-speed radiance and pierce 12 enemy soldiers at once.
"Uoooooooooooo!!! Medb-chan!! Her personality and behavior are that, but as a warrior of Connacht I must say it!! Medb-chan is the best!!"
Wielding a massive greatsword over 3 meters long, Ferdiad creates tornadoes.
The Celts reduce the numbers rapidly. The finisher is—
"Move, you bastards!! —That heart! I'll take it!!"
Cú Chulainn sends a signal, and simultaneously kicks the crimson spear with a high kick using all his strength.
Drawing a red trajectory exceeding Mach 3, the crimson spear flies into the air.
"Rain down! 'The Spear of Death Thorns that Kicks and Slaughters — Gáe Bolg'!"
They split, scatter, and pierce the hearts of all the Celts—!
"Abayo!!"
With a thumbs down as the signal—
The main body of Gáe Bolg falls onto the battlefield—and causes a dome-shaped massive explosion!
Explosion, massive earthquake, roar, and then, silence.
Where the battlefield was, a gigantic and deep, deep crater is gouged out.
Nothing that Cú Chulainn recognized as an enemy remained.
"Refreshing! Refreshing! Ah, good fight!"
Ferdiad shouts cheerfully.
"Nonsense. Doesn't even count as a warm-up."
"Calling a battle that destroys the terrain without a trace Cú Chulainn's warm-up, how about that."
Laeg remarks sarcastically while completely exasperated.
"Not bad."
"Bururau! (I ran over more! Praise me!)"
"Hiiin (Tired. Setanta, pet me~)"
"Yes yes, good work, uwo!"
"Father~!!"
Connla jumps from the platform to his father.
"Always, always! Like this with Father... I wanted to run through the battlefield together...!!"
"—Yeah, me too."
He gently pats Connla's head.
"From now on... we'll be together forever and ever! Father!"
"Yeah, counting on you! Alright! Let's raise the victory cry!!"
""""Uoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!""""
The roar of the Celtic warriors challenging the Human Order echoed through the battlefield—
"Aniki is amaaazing!!"
"Y-Yes...! The terrain has changed...!"
"With this, definitely—"
"!! Senpai!! —Ah!!"
"Mash blocked something and got blown away!? Are you okay, Mash!?"
'A crimson spear wrapped with a letter'
"?"
Flutter
'I bestow upon you a practice spear. Devote yourself until you meet me. Go to the place the spear points to. There is an "Angel".'
"Angel... the place is a camp... Ah."
"W-What is it...?"
"Aniki! The next destination is decided!"
'Where is it?'
"The enemy soldiers' camp!"
White House
"Medb is the best today too! The Queen of Queens whom everyone serves and everyone bows to! Right, Cú-chan!"
"..."
"Falling asleep, how cute! If you're that defenseless, I might attack—"
"Queen! Step back!"
"Hah? —Arjuna!?"
"Kuh—!!"
He burns the incoming 'Cheese' to ashes with a mana burst arrow from far away.
"What!? What happened!?"
"—No, nothing."
"I-Is that so? Then fine! Hey Cú-chan, wake up—!"
(...Was my existence noticed?)
"Fumu, I tried assassination while I was at it with the diversion, but as expected, it doesn't go well. Well, getting killed by such child's play would be a buzzkill anyway."
—It was shot down far before reaching the White House. That arrow... It seems an Archer is on direct guard.
"He shot two arrows, Gilgamesh."
"Unnecessary, Hercules. Two cheeses were enough to gauge his guard, and that assassination is reckless. Master has decided the destination; we head there."
"Understood. —However."
"Hm?"
"That cheese cannot be underestimated either. To think hardened solid cheese could easily kill a person."
"Umu, I wondered about that cause of death myself, but having thrown it, I am convinced."
"Forgive me, Ea. I wasted your selection."
—No, we learned the enemy's strength. This is a great result. If we know the bad move, there must be tragedies we can avoid.
"Fuhaha! It's all in how you take it!"
—Yes! Now, let's go to the next place! Here, Fou, it's chilly so come close.
(Always considerate, thank you (Vaporization))
Fou!?
"Now! Let us go meet the Angel in the camp! Vimana! Launch—!!"
"Just exactly! What-tingale is it...!!"
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