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Chapter 50: The Archer with Two Swords

The arrow flew and hit Emperor Nero accurately.

"Well - it hurts!"

Emperor Nero let out a lovely shout, and was hit by an arrow in the temple. It bounced and fell to the ground with a bang. The arrow had turned into the form of a sword again and fell to the ground. Because he lost the master's demon sacrifice, he gradually became more spiritual.

Integration.

"Who! How dare! How dare!!——How dare you throw rubbish in Yu's arena!"

Nero was so angry that he waved his pink fist and shouted to the Roman soldiers around him that they must find this guy who was littering.

She didn't even interpret the blow as an assassination.

In Nero's heart, if he loved the people so much and the people supported him so much, how could he assassinate him?

"How can it be?!"

The archer in red couldn't help but exclaimed.

This blow should have hit Emperor Nero perfectly - and in fact it did.

According to his ability, this sword should release the true name of the Noble Phantasm when it hits the emperor.

That was the sword that had beheaded the emperor in history. To be honest, it was not a powerful treasure. What was really scary was the rumor of "killing the emperor". This sword was given the special property of killing the emperor.

Originally, if this sword hit Emperor Nero and correctly liberated his true name, causing the collapse, it should be able to kill Nero.

However……

"Why isn't the real name liberated?!"

He didn't think that he was the kind of half-hearted servant who would forget the true name of the Liberation Phantasm.

"Of course it's because - people think this is interesting. Don't you think, 100%, is a very boring statistic? In life, it really needs more variables to be interesting, don't you think so?"

Behind Arcehr, a female provocative voice suddenly sounded. A stern color flashed between his eyebrows. He opened and closed his hands, and a pair of black and white knives were already in his hands. He turned around and swiped twice, and a silver light suddenly appeared, pointing towards his back.

The woman in black suddenly appeared and slashed him.

However, Catherine did not dodge, so he slashed her twice and was cut into three parts. There was no blood on the cut surface, but a dark flame that gave people an ominous feeling. It was so strong that a fluid-like flame surged from the wound.

out, and reconnected half of the body.

Catherine took a step back and distanced herself without hiding. Judging from her appearance, she didn't really mean to kill him.

"You are... the main [problem] of this singularity. So, I'm saying something is wrong. How could I be summoned just for this kind of farce of the Holy Grail? Hum..."

The moment he saw this woman, the red-robed archer already understood why he was summoned.

He is not a historical hero, nor a mythical hero. He is just an ordinary person who paid [his posthumous self] to the world in order to obtain a miracle. After death, he became the agent of restraint.

A character born as a "killing machine".

If he was summoned to clean up this primate threat, then it would be quite understandable.

"Oh, are you so tense? By the way, aren't you curious? Why can people avoid your attacks, etc.?"

"...Huh, can you tell me if I ask you?"

Archer looked stern and responded disdainfully. He closed and released his hands. The black and white swords had disappeared, replaced by two ice blue swords.

Judging from the blow just now, there was no hit feedback on her hand, so it should be that her sword could not hurt her. Looking at the flame-like expression, Archer speculated that maybe she should use an air-conditioning weapon to fight?

With this thought in mind, he switched weapons.

"Now, of course I will say it. This is Loki's prank. It is a special skill that can make everything inevitable, and everything is accidental. It is super interesting. Let me tell you, just now I was asked whether I could activate it correctly.

This skill is all [accidental]. Isn’t it super fun? It’s because of the probability that it becomes interesting!”

She giggled, the red archer snorted, waved her hand and stabbed it with two swords again. This time Catherine opened her hand, and the figure quickly turned into a large number of butterflies. There were thousands of them, fluttering their wings.

, easily bypassing Archer's sword strike, the butterflies fluttered, and Catherine's figure regrouped not far away.

"Well, don't be so tense. I'm just here to have fun."

She smiled, showing a hearty smile as if playfully, but combined with her black evening dress and white skin, it always gave people a strange feeling.

"..."

"Oh, I finally came up with some Holy Grails to play with So-chan. I don't want it to end in such a boring way. If my skills didn't work just now, you might really kill her. When the time comes,

The singularity is over. If I exert my effect, you also have a certain chance of success - don't you think this kind of bet on the fate of the world is super - exciting?"

As the woman spoke, she laughed again, with a wild expression on her face. She was so beautiful that just by looking at her face, it was really hard to hate her.

The archer in red was just thinking about what weapon to use for the next blow and ignored her.

This woman obviously possesses skills such as mental pollution and cannot listen to other people's words, so there is no point in communicating with such a madman.

"Hey... you really want me to leave - then I'll leave. Goodbye~~ Let's continue playing when we assassinate His Majesty next time."

The woman said these words and disappeared again.

"Are you kidding...what's so funny...it's really disgusting and evil."

The red archer spat and put away his sword.

In the arena, Caligula had defeated Siegfried with a huge advantage, and Emperor Nero's side also lost the best sniping time due to the commotion.

Really, I was completely disturbed by that woman.

He thought angrily, put away his bow and arrows, his red windbreaker gradually transformed into a spirit, and his whole person disappeared into the air.

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"Okay! This will kill three heads in a row!"

In addition to the heated battle in the arena, the heated battle on the other side also came to an end.

Mordred let out such a hearty laugh, stepped on the lion's head that he had just chopped off, supported his knees with one hand, and kept poking the lion's fur with his sword with the other hand.

This is a monster called Chimera, a very powerful and threatening monster.

However, the Chimeras here are, after all, the products of slavery in the Roman Empire. Whether they were paid tribute by other countries or captured and tamed by themselves, in short, the tamed Chimeras have long lost their ferocity when they were wild outside, just like domesticated ones.

Dogs and wild dogs have completely different fighting abilities.

Mordred killed three Chimeras in a row, and there was red blood on her red boots. She turned her head and said to Yagi Xuesai: "How is it? Do you understand? You must have felt it!"

"Ah... um."

Yagi could only respond in simple bytes. He looked at the notebook in his hand, which was densely packed with explanations given to him by Boudica.

(As expected, Mordred is not good at teaching people.)

This is his truest thought.


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