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The Chaldea of ​​Panhuman History is similar to the Chaldea of ​​the Lost Belt in that they met Okita Souji and Oda Nobunaga who broke into Chaldea on a somewhat chaotic morning. Unlike the Lost Belt, the light green feather cloth on Okita Souji in Panhuman History helped the black-haired, blue-eyed protector of Chaldea to identify his real name before he even opened his mouth.

"This haori... you are——"

"Nice to meet you. I'm the captain of the Shinsengumi First Division, Okita Souji—" Okita Souji introduced himself while calmly swinging his sword and cutting the mysterious creature that suddenly appeared behind Fujimaru Ritsuka in half. "I came here to deal with the fragments of that guy—these mysterious creatures."

"Hey, hey, hey, swordsman!!! Why don't you stop and wait for me for a moment!!!" A tall man in red and black clothes, holding a flintlock in one hand and holding his hat, appeared in the corridor of Chaldea, chasing after Okita Souji. "You know I didn't make those things on purpose!!!"

"That's why I hate you." Okita Souji sheathed his sword and turned to look at the man who stopped behind him. "Do you want me to tell you your real name or do you want me to tell you your real name or do you want me to tell you your real name later?"

"That..."

"But, I should have guessed his real name--" Fujimaru Ritsuka tilted his head and raised his hand towards Okita Souji, his eyes pausing on the military cap with a five-petal papaya pattern on it. "It's Oda Nobunaga... right? The Oda family is the only one with the five-petal papaya family crest, and among them, those who were able to become heroes--according to historical records..."

"Yes, and there is only one person, Oda Nobunaga."

——That was the first time they met the young lord.

In short, because of Oda Nobunaga's own whimsical ideas, the Holy Grail mutated and split into countless Mini-Nobunagas - the mysterious creatures that first invaded Chaldea - while also causing Oda Nobunaga to lose most of his power, and the space they went to explore was filled with the Gulu Gulu Factor that could turn people and heroic spirits into useless wood.

"…But, Okita-san seems to be completely unaffected by these grunt factors."

After dealing with Shimazu Setant, Chosokabe Masachika, and Mori Mediki, the four members of the Anomalous Point Exploration Team took a short break on the beach. While Fujimaru Ritsuka was eating his own lunch, he looked at Okita Souji's back as he swung his sword calmly and somewhat coldly.

"Mr. Okita can even interfere with us who have been affected by the Gut-gut Factor and become useless..." After discovering the existence of the Gut-gut Factor, Fujimaru Ritsuka became extremely curious about Okita Souji who seemed to be unaffected by it. "Could it be that the nature of Mr. Okita's spiritual base is different from that of others...?"

"Master?"

"Ah, here I come - Matthew!"

When they finally defeated Toyotomi Girgi, Okita Souji and Oda Nobunaga split up immediately - the surrounding scene turned into a sea of ​​fire like the Honnoji Incident under the influence of Oda Nobunaga, and the Holy Grail was also held in the hands of Oda Nobunaga; it seemed that they should be on guard against Oda Nobunaga at all costs, however, Fujimaru Ritsuka made another choice.

"Mashu, stop Mr. Okita!!!"

"yes!"

The young Overlords and Sub-Servants of Chaldea are all very talented children - no one in the Throne of Heroes would deny this; however, compared to the executioners who have been bathed in blood all their lives, their reactions are still too slow; although it can be said that they made the right judgment at the first time.

——But it’s still too slow.

"Can I cross the darkness, flowers and water without moving?"

"The flowers and water that separate the darkness."

Faster than the sub-servant's shield was the Noble Phantasm that Okita Souji unfurled - darkness engulfed the Honnoji Temple that was ablaze with flames, and confined all four people within the inherent barrier that existed as a Noble Phantasm; scarlet flowers bloomed on both sides of the river, while Okita Souji stood on the other side of the river, but no one's figure was reflected in his blue vertical eyes.

"...Inherent barrier, and..." Fujimaru Ritsuka lowered his head and looked at his feet, "Is this... blood?"

Although it was said that a river separated the sea of ​​red flowers, in reality, there were only no flowers growing in that area. The river water, or blood, had already overflowed the riverbed, soaking the roots of the endless sea of ​​red flowers, and even the ankles of those standing there were submerged.

Standing on the other side of the river, Souji Okita's eyes were bright enough to be frightening - he was just like a hungry wolf preparing to hunt, and the three of them were the prey being targeted by the predator.

"Ahem... your Noble Phantasm is of no use to me." Okita Souji covered his mouth, coughing up blood that flowed through his fingers and fell to his feet, onto the light green feathers. His sharp eyes remained on Oda Nobunaga, "I have no intention of dealing with the Protector of Chaldea - and, even you can't stop me."

"You're right - my Noble Phantasms are all things like special attacks against mysteries and gods, which are useless to you who are three hundred years behind me. But, Okita." Oda Nobunaga held the broom in his arms and calmly replied to Okita Souji, "Your second Noble Phantasm - this inherent barrier, how long can you hold on?"

"If you don't turn this thing off, you'll be completely destroyed."

"I don't need you to care about me in a place like this - cough cough cough!!!" Okita Souji pointed the tip of the knife at Oda Nobunaga. As the inherent barrier lasted longer, his spiritual base condition became worse and worse. "Give me the Holy Grail - are you trying to make the Holy Grail into a super bomb!!! Stupid Prince Nobunaga!!!"

"No, after all, I didn't think of trying it again after I made such a big mistake last time." Oda Nobunaga took out the Holy Grail from his own spiritual base and held it in his hand, looking seriously at Okita Souji standing opposite him, "Besides, it's better to leave the Holy Grail to professionals at this time, right...?"

"Eh? Eh!? Eh!!! Lord Nobunaga!!! Why did you throw the Holy Grail over there!!!"

"If it's Okita... he won't do anything big with the Holy Grail." Oda Nobunaga watched Okita Souji catch the Holy Grail while comforting the young Lord and Sub-Servants who were frightened by his actions. "However, I don't really want a guy like Okita who has a very strong obsession to get the Holy Grail."

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "But why did you give it to Mr. Okita again?"

"Because if there is no follow-up magic power replenishment, Okita will die... No, disappear." Oda Nobunaga touched his chin, and his red eyes stared at Okita Souji on the other side. "It's rare to meet a Servant who is so easy to talk to. If the projection disappears and returns to the Throne of Heroes... I don't know if that guy will check the records - I will lose a companion who is very easy to talk to!"

"Besides, compared to the imminent disappearance of the projection, even if he kills himself after obtaining the Holy Grail, it is a very distant future."

"Wait... what did you just say, Lord Nobunaga?" Mashu blinked in confusion and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with difficulty, "Mr. Okita, after getting the Holy Grail, will you kill yourself?"

"Ah, because Okita is the kind of guy who will fight to the death with his sword as long as he is alive." Oda Nobunaga easily threw the matchlock gun in his hand and caught it, then pointed the gun at Okita Souji. "But, you should all know, right? Before Okita died, he was forced by his companions to stay and recuperate - and he fell ill and passed away."

"He's the kind of guy who wants to die on the battlefield even if he doesn't recover from his illness. He's the captain of the Shinsengumi Ichiban-tai, Okita Souji, a famous genius swordsman at the end of the shogunate." Oda Nobunaga gathered a huge amount of magic power and looked at Okita Souji, who had not moved since he got the Holy Grail. "That guy is a very proud genius. He has always believed that even if he is seriously ill, his fighting ability will not be reduced at all."

"Well, this is the end."

"Let your corpse be exposed in the three thousand worlds. --The devil is coming! This is the devil's three thousand worlds!!"

Three thousand fire rope spears were spread out in front of Oda Nobunaga, and the three-stage strike of Nagashino, which had turned into a Noble Phantasm, was now aimed at Okita Souji, whose body was already covered in blood due to his own weakness. However, it was not Okita Souji himself who was injured. The inherent barrier of his second Noble Phantasm completely collapsed at the moment the spear sounded.

The moment the inherent barrier collapsed, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu were forced to perform the soul transfer back to Chaldea - the Holy Grail was thrown into their hands by Oda Nobunaga at some point, and Oda Nobunaga and Okita Souji disappeared in front of them at the same time, without even leaving a trace of their Noble Phantasms.

“Eh——” Roman sorted through the Chaldea database while listening to the idle Souji Okita recounting what happened in the past in Pan-Human History. “When you first encountered Fujimaru in Pan-Human History, was this how things developed? Let me look for it… ah, this is the record, right!?”

"Yeah, that's it." Okita Souji nodded with a smile. "Even though I came to chat with you because I had nothing to do, you are surprisingly good-tempered. I'm beginning to doubt my previous judgment as a woman. You don't look like you've become a loser because of the Gulu Gulu factor."

"I'm so sorry for being such a loser!!!" Roman angrily filed the data about the world of the Time Government that Lancermello had collected from the Watchers, and took the time to glance at Okita Souji, "So, what do you want to talk to me about? I don't think you just want to chat with me."

"No, it's just that I remembered that there doesn't seem to be a hero named Solomon in the throne of heroes in our pan-human history." Okita Souji touched his chin, and the memory of his first encounter with the young lord with black hair and blue eyes emerged in his mind. "And, in my impression, I should have seen a human identity as soft and useless as yours."

"But there is no such figure in my memory."

“…I don’t know about that.”