Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Robin Hood's crossbow and Billy the Kid's pistol were both pressed against Helena's small head.

""

"Ah, I'm dead."

Helena rolled her eyes, then spread her arms and plopped down on the ground.

Finished!

No one is going to save Thomas Eddie!

Now, Edison will only be met with the powerful iron fist of humanitarianism!

"hateful!"

Edison roared to the sky.

"In that case, we have no choice but to..."

Edison, a magician, shone brightly, with direct current sparks flashing on the giant lion's paw.

Then...

boom---!

He's clearly a magician, yet he's going to punch Nightingale, who's a berserker! Sure enough, Edison, the inventor who turned into a lion's head, is practically insane.

So that's why Karna and Helena have been slacking off all the time?

"Ugh... Hoaaaaah—!"

The massive lion let out a mournful roar, then flew backward like a shooting star!

The soldiers wanted to rescue them, but Elizabeth's hard control rendered them completely powerless, turning them into wooden, lifeless tin cans.

"Why! Why are you stopping me, angel of Crimea!"

"I want to save this country, I want to save the world! Why are you stopping me? Answer me, Florence Nightingale!"

"Incomprehensible."

Nightingale smashed the ground in front of the lion president's feet.

Gray dirt and broken stones splattered as the battle angel, his fists clenched, watched the president fall to the ground.

"If you want to protect America, this behavior is full of contradictions."

"That is to say..."

Nightingale raised her fist again.

"Thomas Edison!"

"As a genius scientist, you are undoubtedly sick, incurably sick!"

"I'm not sick!"

Facing Nightingale's verdict.

Edison retorted angrily: "Everything I've done is for the country!"

"To defeat the Celts and make America an eternal empire!"

"I will sacrifice everything for this!"

So that's how it is. He really is completely insane.

Nightingale saw in Edison's eyes the madness of a "patriot"!

"Does your plan also include human life?"

""

Edison gritted his teeth.

He looked at Nightingale, his massive body trembling.

"Is this what you call 'salvation,' or simply 'murder'? Do you think that exploiting humanity to this extent is easier than death?"

"Answer me, Edison!"

"How are you any different from those Celts?!"

"This is nothing more than a massacre in a different era and in a different form!"

Nightingale's eyes are no longer visible.

You could see the veins bulging on those hands that had saved countless lives.

"It's different! As long as we defeat the Celts, everything will be alright..."

"The strength and conviction of every president carries on my shoulders. No matter what, I will never give up, no matter how many lives are sacrificed—I will."

Make America Great Again!

Crimson blood seeped from his forehead, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with defiance and stubbornness as he looked at Nightingale!

Was he inherently cruel?

No.

It is because without forcing the entire population to become soldiers, America could not survive!

He had no choice, nor was he qualified to choose.

However, it is precisely because of this that the pressure he bears, the despair of seeing no hope, and the condemnation of his own humanity make him increasingly insane!

"I..."

Nightingale is gathering strength.

make a fist--

Then, the steel nurse swung her healing hammer and smashed it in Edison's face!

"Screw you, America..."

boom!

"Be great again!"

boom!

A deafening roar.

The heavy fist slammed Edison deep into the cracked, round crater, like a rock.

—If it were an ordinary human leader, Nightingale would not have condemned or been angry.

but...

Edison is a hero whose name is etched in human history.

They are heroes who should protect people and uphold human ethics.

Such behavior...

Sending citizens they are supposed to protect to their deaths...

"What do you think human life is?!"

Chapter 170 Decisive Battle

"Oh dear...it seems we've lost pretty badly."

Helena lay on the ground with a wry smile and said, "Well, although I've advised him before, it's just his personality. And the obsession with over forty US presidents is attached to him... It's definitely too much pressure for him."

boom--!

Karna increased his power and used the momentum to defeat Rama.

"Ok?"

He quickly realized what was happening.

—It seems the battle has already been decided.

He slowly holstered his gun and quietly watched Edison get beaten.

"Thank you for your hard work, Head Nurse."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stepped forward and looked at the lion head lying on the ground, looking disheveled and even in some pain.

"It's nothing. This guy's illness is truly incurable, and I couldn't stand seeing it, so I decided to step in and cure him."

“If this lion really can’t get over it, I will cure him completely, even if it costs me my life.”

Nightingale remained expressionless, but explained it very seriously.

That being said.

Even now, in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, Nightingale remains as tall and radiant as ever.

These are the true angels, belonging to humankind.

"Cough...cough..."

Edison fell to the ground.

There was silence for a while.

"I lost..."

After a while, he finally came to terms with reality.

The huge lion had a large lump on its face.

"Are you awake?"

Nightingale said calmly.

""

“I admit that because of my mistakes...my weakness, the people I should have protected have continued to sacrifice themselves.”

Edison seemed somewhat dejected:

"I am a Heroic Spirit, I should protect humanity... not stand behind humanity and watch people sacrifice for their country."

"Hmm. Very good, if you understand this, you should have already found the root cause of the illness."

Nightingale nodded in satisfaction, gently wiping the dust off her fist, as if she were about to give Edison a couple more punches if his old illness relapsed: "The patient must first recognize his own condition, and then you could say he has returned to the starting point."

"Is that so? After making such a huge sacrifice, I never imagined I would be heading down the wrong path. What am I doing...?"

Edison clutched his large head and let out a low, whimpering growl: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!"

"No matter what I do, I can't think of a way to beat the Celtics."

"We can only do our best to maintain half of the territory of the United States." After suffering a great loss, Edison finally admitted his mistake and bowed his head.

"Not bad, we still have half the territory."

Fujimaru Ritsuka crouched down and patted Edison's massive arm.

“Although I oppose your approach, it is truly remarkable that we have managed to hold on until now. The larger the territory controlled by the Celts, the lower the stability of this singularity will be.”

Ultimately, you succeeded in stabilizing the situation and saving the world.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's words startled Edison slightly.

"There may be another tough battle ahead, but in any case... at least we haven't lost yet."

"Besides, aren't you the inventor king who never gives up?"

Edison slowly raised his eyes.

The sunlight tinged his white mane with a golden hue, and his wise eyes seemed to hold a hint of humanity.

"I assure you, as the last Master of mankind."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly, "Even at the very last moment, humanity will never give up. That is the lesson you taught us in your lifetime."

""

"I'm willing to betray all of humanity for America. I want to build an ideal America, and I don't care about other eras at all... Do I even have the right to do that?"

"Frankly, I don't think you're qualified."