The Endless Shuttle

Nero crossed his arms and raised his head like a swan.

"Since he came to the world as a heroic spirit, how can the emperor of Rome live in such a palace without artistic atmosphere, an artist like Xiang Yu who can rival Apollo..."

"Caster."

"Ah! Lord Barthumello!"

The young magician quickly lowered his head, paying respect to the beauty who was coming.

The long chestnut hair is still a ponytail hairstyle, but Lorelia's clothing has been changed to a more retro style, probably a magic dress with a certain period characteristic, with a short black whip on her waist.

Marshal Mo Dao is fully armed even in the garrison, which shows how cautious she is about this war.

——Especially in the presence of that guy.

Lorelia glanced at the young magician, who immediately withdrew with interest, leaving the venue to the master and servant.

"Your request will not help the improvement of the workshop, will it?"

"Player, Qing has also been solidified by pedantic thinking. After all, he is a magician born in modern times, so I don't blame Qing." Nero shook his head regretfully.

"A magician with a huge sword...Caster, do you want to say that you know more about magic than I do?" Lorelia frowned.

"certainly!"

Nero puffed out his chest as a matter of course.

"Swords are just Yu's preference. Yu is the most outstanding emperor, so naturally everything is the best. The magic knowledge absorbed from Yu's mentor Simon Magus can be used when the subtle mysteries are overlapped and formed. Produce the effect of great etiquette magic!"

Thinking of the mentor of the queen in front of her, Simon Magus being the title of the greatest magician of that era, Lorelia barely suppressed the discomfort.

"...Then what you are asking for, can I take it as a legitimate request for exercising "formation"? "

"The combination of beauty and power, the alternation of complexity and simplicity, Yu's "fortress" is under construction, and the original workshop settings of the player are still retained. After all, the enemy is the strong man who came from the east and protected the sun. "

From Loreley's mouth, Nero already knew Rope's "true identity".

But like Achilles, the uniqueness of the heroic spirits meant that Nero would not be afraid of this thing-challenging the gods and touching the authority of the sky. Such an artistic act is making the empress of Rome more proud than ever.

"Welleslana... I hope my arrangement can stop his actions in this world."

Lorelia whispered the holy name of the Zoroastrian God, with a somewhat complicated tone.

Nero looked at the passive Master and asked with a tilted head.

"Player, since Qing is so afraid of that god, why didn't you listen to his advice and withdraw from this war honestly? You don't have any desire to reside on the Holy Grail, do you?"

On the night when she and Lorelia met Rope, Nero clearly remembered that her master was too scared to speak.

"It's just an overreaction of the psychological shadow, and it's okay to get used to it."

Lorelia freely admitted that it is not something to be ashamed to be afraid of a god.

"As for why you didn't choose to avoid it..." she said, looking at the command spell on the back of her hand.

"For nearly five years, Barthumello has not stood still. This time it is not for the Holy Grail. If I can't cross that mountain, maybe I will stop here."

In the past years, whenever Lorelia made progress in magic, or gained some honors, the sun rising in the darkness that night would shatter the self-esteem she wanted to make up for.

Over time, this feeling of depression brought Lorelia's self-effacing, and it also bound her tightly like an iron chain, turning her into something like a demon.

——The god of war that exists in this world.

"Well, the way a magus lives is really hard enough."

Nero nodded, agreeing with the Master's statement.

"However, even if Yu and Zuo Zhe make a good arrangement, according to the strength described by Qing, to deal with that god, the two of us alone have a slim chance of winning, and forming an alliance with other followers is the first choice. Huh? Why does Zan Zhe look at me like that? ?”

A rare smile appeared on the corner of Lorelia's mouth.

"No, I'm just surprised that you can judge the enemy's strength so clearly. According to your character, His Majesty, I wouldn't be surprised by the arrogant expression of "one person is enough". "

"Hmm..." Nero stared at Lorelia dissatisfied. "Yu is out of his mind, how could he be so contemptuous of the person holding the sun wheel. Besides, he has two riders, Saber and Assassin, if they go together, Yu will definitely not be able to handle it."

"Indeed." Thinking of the battle that the familiar watched, Lorelia felt a headache.

"Berserker doesn't think about it, Rider has already left the field, Saber and Assassin are in the enemy lineup, so only Lancer and Archer are left... whose Noble Phantasm is that abnormal world?"

Lorelia followed the prudent style of a magician and did not enter Nyogda's divided world, so she did not know Archer Arjuna's exit, and regarded the divided world as the work of one of the two.

"Well, the performers don't need to worry too much, we will always meet them in this war, and it's good to explain the situation of Saber and the God of War to form an alliance." Nero said.

"Compared to that, the performer should prepare the things I need as soon as possible. I want to complete the work of the "fortress" before midnight, and transform the surrounding area into a foreign world as much as possible. This makes it easier to use the remaining treasures. "

The tyrant's Noble Phantasm "The Golden Theater of Desperation" is theoretically a subtype of the Inherent Barrier, so it consumes a lot of magic power under the interference of the restraining force.

If it is a Saber class, there is no way to do it, but Nero came as a Caster, and it is possible to use magic tricks on certain established conditions to make the activation of the Noble Phantasm easier.

"I see."

The chestnut-haired beauty nodded, turned around and left, and ordered her subordinates to quickly prepare the materials Nero needed.

——Tonight, I'm afraid it's time for her to officially intervene in the war.

PS:

Sangengqiaoji was crushed to death in the coffin by me, Ergengqiaoji I will chop her up right away, please rest assured (seriously)

Chapter 65: The Truth About the Past

The alternation of day and night is the ultimate principle between heaven and earth.

No matter how many disasters and disasters there have been in Fuyuki City recently, and how the managers and victims are so overwhelmed that they can't sleep at night, but after dark, as long as they are ordinary people, they have to rest and take care of their bodies after a tiring day.

——The city has moved towards a new round of silence.

Walking on the commercial street in Xindu, Tohsaka Rin hugged her arms tightly due to the chill, and the girl looked around uneasily.

"Will Sakura really come to this kind of place?"

Thanks to the blessing of dividing the world, the number of pedestrians in the area that should be called "the city that never sleeps" has dropped sharply. At first glance, only street lamps are bringing light, and the roads are completely dark on both sides. In the dark and deep alley, the plastic models of the clothing store stand there quietly, just like a scene in a horror movie.

And she and Luo Pei are wandering in this creepy quiet place.

"I'm not sure. The accident a few days ago turned this place into a suburban place. Whether it's fighting or hiding, such a sparsely populated place is definitely my first choice-a place that fits the theme of the Holy Grail War."

Luo Pei took off his coat and handed it to Tohsaka Rin.