I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

By the artificial lake in the garden, an epic battle was in full swing.

In the king's room, Semiramis was sulking.

The person he was angry with was not Shinji, who was having a fierce battle with Shirou. Having seen Shirou's various magics, she has full confidence in her Master.

The targets of anger were not the five heroes who were fighting with Bashum and Hydra. These guys are just scabies. Even if they really kill two monsters, she can still summon two more. As long as she is in this king's room, as long as the magic power of the Great Holy Grail is not cut off, she can continuously summon poison-related monsters.

From the moment Achilles showed up to support her, she was thinking about what to summon next—is it "Xiang Liu", a subordinate of Gong Gong, the water god in Chinese mythology, who is very similar to Hydra? Or the scorpion, the mythical beast used by the Egyptian goddess Serekite?

However, before she could decide, an alarm sounded among the king. That was an alarm for the enemy to invade the core palace complex of the garden, and it also meant that she could no longer focus on the external battlefield and had to concentrate on dealing with the approaching invaders.

Relying on her absolute control over the garden, Her Majesty the Empress quickly discovered the intruders. They were women, one tall and two short, with almost identical faces—Judge Joan of Arc, Knight King Arturia, and Rebellious Knight Mo. Dredd.

After almost killing Semiramis with the "bitter flesh trick", the three powerful women killed the Shadow Assassin Yan Qing and the Shadow Caster Hohenheim as quickly as possible, and then went straight to the center of the garden.

This is both Chiron's suggestion and Joan's independent judgment. When Chiron suggested to Jeanne that he should use the Command Seal to increase his strength, the two of them prepared a tactic of one restraining him from the outside and the other piercing his heart.

It is too dangerous to continue to let Semiramis go. No one knows whether she will summon the third or fourth such terrifying monsters. The source of all this must be defeated, and those with powerful magic power must be defeated. The three Joans of Arc are the best choices for sharp knives.

Semiramis obviously saw through their plans, that's why she was so angry. She bit her thumb tightly with her teeth, as if she was planning to bite her fingernails angrily.

"The hateful Ruler, the hateful Black Lancer, and that damn rebellious one. However, this combination is indeed very tricky, especially the Ruler's Noble Phantasm... If it really embodies the concept of guardianship, it is undoubtedly my poison. nemesis. I have no choice but to rely on that guy even though I am very reluctant to do so. I hope he didn’t lie, otherwise I will pluck out his tongue even if I give up the garden!!!”

Through the privilege of the garden, the Empress projected herself directly into Shakespeare's study.

At this time, Shakespeare was devoting himself wholeheartedly to writing, and his shining eyes could no longer accommodate anything except the words in front of him.

In desperation, the empress coughed first to show her presence.

Shakespeare raised his head and glanced at her, then continued writing.

Semiramis had no choice but to take the initiative to speak.

"Caster!"

It was only then that the great writer woke up from a dream, took his hands off the keyboard, and performed an exaggerated court etiquette as always.

"Ah, Your Majesty the Empress, this is a rare visitor. You come to me at such a critical moment. It seems that the situation is not very good."

"Do you still have such wisdom in war?"

The empress looked at this guy who usually regarded him as a clown with some surprise, and the latter shook his head.

"Excuse me. Of course I don't have any war wisdom or anything like that. I just created a lot of works and know a thing or two about human nature." (Do you know a thing or two about Ta Miao?)

"Oh, then you also know the purpose of my coming here."

"You want us to use the treasure to deal with that cute and pathetic saint, right? Has she already broken into the palace?"

Shakespeare crossed his chest with one hand and rubbed his chin with the other. The expression on his face looked weird.

"Sometimes I really wonder if you really don't understand magic."

"I am a writer and know nothing about magic. The reason why I know the Saint so well is just because of some connections during my lifetime."

"Cause and fate? It's a bad fate, right?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on Semiramis's lips. Because of Shirou's particularly conniving attitude towards Shakespeare, she took the time to collect some information on Shakespeare, and also learned about the dark history between him and Joan of Arc. It was truly "black", the blackness of black people.

In his work "Henry VI", Shakespeare depicts Joan of Arc as a slut who openly flirts with the heartless Charles VII. Later, after being captured by the British army (actually the Burgundians) and about to be burned at the stake, Joan of Arc actually said that she already had a child, and also named several people who might be the father of the child, and directly sent the little white flower to the stake. Ordinary girls were turned into charcoal.

Although the hostility between Britain and France at that time was a product of the general environment of "the enemy's hero and our enemy the bandit", it was really too much to be so dark. That is to say, Joan has a good temper and doesn't care about him. Semiramis would have regarded this nonsense bastard as a breeding ground for poison.

Regarding this point, Shakespeare just shrugged helplessly: "I don't deny it. To be honest, after meeting Ruler himself, I feel a little sorry."

"I warn you, if you dare to neglect this, I will definitely kill you and destroy all your works."

This threat really hit Shakespeare's weakness. He didn't care about his own life or death, but he couldn't care less about the work that was about to be completed.

"Don't worry, we will do our best."

"Very good, just wait in the corridor. I will send the ruler to you in five minutes at most."

Semiramis certainly had this ability. As the core area of ​​the garden, the palace's defense was even tighter. It was not only densely covered with countless traps, but also had countless paths. Where these paths led was entirely determined by Semiramis's personal will.

With a snap of his fingers, a temporary trap enveloped the four people who were rushing in at high speed. After a burst of spatial displacement, the three people behind him disappeared, leaving only Jeanne alone facing the corridor leading to endless darkness.

Skillfully changing the spatial structure, locking the end of the cloister as Shakespeare's study, the hostess of the garden no longer directs her attention to the outside. She glanced at the wound that made her feel ashamed, and gently wiped her lips with her bitten finger, outlining a scarlet color.

"The troublesome guy has disappeared, let me play with you next. Let you have a taste of the wine of Semiramis, the oldest poisoner - the second treasure To boot, 'The Wine of the Pride King'."

In order to welcome the "guest" who would visit in a few minutes, the empress began to prepare a banquet herself.

Then, the king's door slowly opened to welcome guests!

PS: So Her Majesty the Empress's "Vaingy Sky Garden" is really a bug, and it fully deserves the evaluation of EX - unfortunately, except for the fact that it can fly, everything else is basically crushed by La Er's Tomb, which is invincible.

PS2: The troublesome guy has disappeared, everything will be centered on me, and I will become the heroine of the new world. No, hold it in, can't laugh, but... the plan is clear~