Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know why he ordered his followers to save Nero.
If I have to say it... it's that [I can't sit back and watch a girl's tearful eyes], right?
It's almost like the male protagonist of a light novel.
When she thought of this, she suddenly felt a little self-loathing again.
After all, the male protagonists of light novels always make people anxious. She suddenly wondered if she was also the kind of person who couldn't make sense...
"I was scared to death. Thanks to you, the brave Fujimaru Ritsuka!"
Nero looked here with tearful eyes, took a deep breath, and then regained some of his composure as an emperor.
The title of Fujimaru Ritsuka was also changed from "Player" back to "Brave".
In fact, Emperor Nero occasionally did this.
She would often remember some fragmented traces of things that had never happened before, accompanied by a severe headache.
When she was in danger just now, she had a trancelike feeling of being in a blue ocean. As soon as her mind moved, the name "Player" came out of her mouth. But now that she calmed down, she naturally had no actual feeling.
For some reason, even though they were Roman emperors, Caesar and Caligula were not here and arrived very late.
It wasn't until the end that Caesar's fat figure appeared. He was wearing loose red clothes and a golden armor covering his fat belly. It was obviously specially widened for his body shape, otherwise he would definitely not be able to wear it with this belly.
Going up.
"Oh my, my, it turned out to be a failed assassination. What an incompetent assassin."
Caesar shook his head and walked in swaggeringly.
For some reason, there was a hint of pity in his tone.
Because suddenly a man broke in, Fujimaru Ritsuka's face turned red, he hugged the bath towel and sat down in the water. Martha and Mashu also used magic power to weave their own clothes. Sure enough, other men saw their own clothes.
As a woman, I am still shy about my skin.
"Oh! Isn't this Caesar? Listen to Yu, Yu was assassinated just now."
Emperor Nero saw his acquaintance approaching and said hurriedly.
This fat man's name was Gaius Julius Caesar. He was a consul during the Roman Republic. Because of his dictatorial rule, his power was actually about the same as that of an emperor. He was a world-renowned military strategist.
If you are an art student, you should know him, because among the required plaster statues for the art department, there is a plaster head of Caesar.
But probably no art academy has collected such a fat Caesar portrait...
History is really unreliable. That historical data never mentioned that Caesar was actually a fat man...
"Yeah, you know. You can tell at a glance. And it failed, right? Thanks to the nosy heroes. Brave, that's great."
Caesar said with a smile on his face, because his words were too calm, making it difficult for everyone to distinguish his true meaning.
"That's great! I want to give them a reward!"
Emperor Nero stood up from the water with a shudder, not afraid of anyone seeing his girlish skin. Some of the maids around him were brave, so they quickly stepped forward and put a dry bath towel on His Majesty's body.
"Oh, I agree very much, Your Majesty."
Caesar chuckled and said: "No matter who you are, saving His Majesty is equivalent to saving Rome. They are the great benefactors of the entire Rome. I feel that we must give them some corresponding privileges, right? It's like...
…Yes, just like a savior.”
Caesar's words seemed to have a strange magic power, which made the listeners unconsciously think according to his words, and their mood gradually followed his words.
Emperor Nero nodded and said with a smile: "As a savior! There must be a world-class (Roman-level) super-super super-super! There will be a luxurious celebration banquet!"
"That's right, and besides, as a brave man, is it enough to just eat?"
"Oh, yes, I was negligent! The treasure...isn't it? Yeah, the sword is given to the hero! It makes sense! As expected of Caesar! It's safe to think about things!"
"Hmm, thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."
The obese man Caesar seemed to want to bow, but his big belly perfectly hindered his action. It could only be seen that he lowered his head slightly.
Fujimaru Ritsuka heard that during the conversation between the two, they not only wanted to treat him to a meal, but also sent weapons to this party? He was simply flattered!! It was as if he had completed the hidden side strategy in an RPG game!!
"Okay, Your Majesty, leave the assassin to me for torture. Your Majesty, just prepare how to entertain the brave men."
Caesar bowed again, waved his hand, and three or four groups of soldiers rushed in from the door and held down Jing Ke in the water.
Emperor Nero's admiration became more and more obvious in his eyes when he looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Hmm! Brave man! Let's go to the palace with Yu to rest today! Come on, come back to the palace!"
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"Oh, I'm in really good condition."
At the same time, the situation on the other side can be regarded as an assassination in a sense.
Mordred crossed his arms to his chest - although he could only reach the curve of the armor - and looked at the messy ground around him that had been blasted by Yagi Sekisai's Noble Phantasm, with an expression of approval on his face.
Yagi Xuesai could only smile bitterly.
Only he himself knows how unreasonable the situation has been.
But at least, I can control Balmonk's power.
Generally speaking, the weapons of heroic spirits are tied to their own legends and inheritance. Even if they are lent to others, others will not be able to use them to their fullest potential.
Of course there are special cases. For example, the sword in Mordred's hand has the [Attribute of the Amplified King], which means that as long as he is a king, he can use it. Another example is Siegfried, whose Noble Phantasm does not depend on the Servant itself.
The magic power is drawn from the gemstone of the sword itself.
However, this is just "being able to use it", and it is still far from being "able to master it skillfully".
Every time Yagi Yukisai opens the hilt of his sword, the magic power of the gem will erode the surrounding area regardless of the target.
Siegfried was physically strong and had dragon blood armor. In addition, this sword was originally his sword, so he was naturally easy to use, but Yagi Seksai was much stiffer.
His only way now is to activate the magic power with all his strength, block it in his hands, and hold up the magic power on the sword to prevent it from flowing back into his body.
This time it was interesting. Other weapons were filled with magic power by servants. This time, Yagi had to push back the magic power of the weapon.
Coupled with Mordred's playful spirit, this was the first time she saw a Servant who could use other Servants' Noble Phantasms... By the way... was it the first time? She was actually a little vague herself, but anyway she wanted to
If I don’t get the specific details, just treat it like it’s your first time!
It's rare to see such a thing, so of course I can't let it go. I pulled him and opened the Noble Phantasm seven or eight times in a row all morning. Thanks to Siegfried's sword, which didn't require his magic power, and also thanks to Yagi Xuesai's Dragon's Heart.
Get magic power from breathing, otherwise the magic power will really be exhausted.
My hands were in pain everywhere because I was too forced to do so. It was a severe pain that was almost unbearable.
"Okay, let's go back to the city - your hand needs to be treated, right?"
Mordred suddenly said, this sudden tenderness made Yagi Xuezai excited.