Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 93 Celebration
Cursedwrist Hassan came back quickly.

For assassins with excellent agility attributes, infiltrating and inquiring about information are simply familiar.

What's more, the information this time is very simple.

Cursedwrist Hassan concluded that it was fine.

Yes, no problem.

No matter how you look there, they are all normal imperial capitals and normal cities.

There is no danger in the city, neither dangerous traps nor vicious servants.

When Hassan the Cursedwrist went, there were excited people everywhere on the streets because of the celebration.

In this case, Hassan, who had cursed the wrist, didn't think too much about this. After collecting information, he rushed back to Fujimaru Tachika.

"A celebration in the city?"

Hearing this news, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

I have heard that there was an emperor in Rome who was extremely extravagant, especially keen on celebrations and banquets...

"Doctor, what time is it now?"

Yagi Seizai asked in confusion.

"The first century AD, probably around AD.60? Why didn't I say it?"

Of course he didn't say it. Yagi Xuezhai was sullen in his heart. Although he knew the time, he was not particularly good at history, so he quickly asked, "So, which emperor was in power?"

"Emperor Nero ruled... in the middle and late stages, right? What's wrong? Suddenly asking this?"

Through the communication technique, Yagi Seizai seemed to be able to see the suspicious expression on Dr. Roman's face. He was not the kind of person that was particularly serious. One of the main manifestations was that he had a very rich expression.

"That's the right number. Because there's a celebration going on in town."

"Ah, indeed, in the records about Emperor Nero, it is mentioned that he especially likes things like lively celebrations. Oh, that's great, I want to participate too--Wow, don't, don't hit me with a stick Da Vinci dear!"

Suddenly, his mournful cry came from the communication technique, and through a few words, he knew clearly that the other party must have been stabbed by Da Vinci with that wonderful stick, which was really a happy unfolding.

Yagi Xuesai's heart was filled with the pleasure of venting his hatred.

"There is nothing particularly worthy of vigilance in the city. Everything is like an ordinary city. Servants have reported that there is, but there is no particularly hostile existence."

Cursed Arm Hassan continued to supplement the report.

"Hey, isn't that just right! We can go play... I mean, go gather intelligence!"

As soon as he heard about the celebration, Fujimaru Tatsuka's eyes lit up, and he almost jumped up.Looking at her expectant expression, the sentences in everyone's mind, such as "That's dangerous" "Should send a scouting team first" "At least the Master should stay in a safe place" were swallowed by everyone.

Using his clairvoyance, Arash easily saw the changing of shifts at the gates of Rome. It really didn't look like there was an ambush. The soldiers changed shifts very easily, laughing and making noise.If there is a trap, even if they don't realize it, the soldiers will be on guard, at least they will be stiffer, it won't be so natural.

The first plan was determined, and the mighty team opened to the gate of Rome.

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When we arrived, it was already dusk.

Everyone is a follower, and theoretically the journey will be very fast. For example, Hassan, the cursed arm, took less than half an hour. Not only did he go back and forth, he also inquired about the situation inside.

The main reason for everyone's slow speed is... Fujimaru Tatsuka's physical strength.

Could it be that, does anyone still have any exaggerated ideas about the physical strength of a 16-year-old female high school student?Except in Japanese animation, there are no such tough female high school students, right?
After walking for a while, you have to take a break, and considering the degree of muscle soreness, basically the interval between each rest will be shortened.

Roman soldiers wore lead gray cast iron armor, helmets on their heads, and bright red robes lined inside.A very Roman-style dagger was tied around his waist, and a spear was clutched in his hand.

Seeing someone approaching, the soldiers immediately put away their laughing expressions.City gate guards are the face of a city, and they are the first thing visitors see. Naturally, they must not be sloppy, and must give people a grand and serious first impression.

"Who are you! Where are you from! What are you here for?"

The Roman soldiers at the gate of the city blocked the gate with their bodies, stopped the crowd, and asked.

How do you say this?
Could it be possible to tell him that we came from the future, in order to save the world, and want to come to your city of Rome to inquire about information, could you please let us in?

If you really say that, I'm afraid he will be kicked out as a psychopath, or killed on the spot as a spy.

"We are travelers."

Siegfried spoke.

The tall and silent man took the initiative to take a step forward. Judging from his physique and the aura of his actions, one can immediately feel that he is a battle-tested warrior.

Diarmuid understood what he meant, stood next to him, and asked, "I'm touring various places and exercising myself. Our group passed by here. May I ask where it is? Can we find a place to stay for a while?" accommodation?"

One of these two people used to be a real traveler, and the other was really a member of the Knights. Their temperaments are completely consistent, and they can be judged from their shoulders and wrists. They are weather-hardened warriors, not some disguise .

The expression of the Roman soldier who asked the question became disdainful, but in an instant he changed back to his normal serious expression.

"This is the capital of the great Roman Empire! The city of Rome!"

The high voice hides the meaning of "you don't even know this, you really are country bumpkins".

He was about to tell them to leave according to the expulsion words he had been familiar with for a long time, when suddenly a soldier with a higher status beside him suddenly said:
"Could it be that you are also the [braves from other worlds] who were summoned by His Majesty's [Holy Grail] and came to Rome to participate in the celebration?"

There was too much information revealed in one sentence, so that everyone didn't understand what was going on at all.

"Holy Grail?!"

Yagi Yusai was surprised, he didn't expect to know the whereabouts of the Holy Grail so soon...

The emperor of this era must be Nero, and his full name is [Nero-Claudius-Caesar-Augustus-Germanicus] which is very in line with the long and scary name length of Europeans.

He actually knew such explosive news as soon as he came up, which made him wonder for a while whether he had heard it wrong.

"En? Don't you know? Seeing that you are dressed strangely, I thought it was a brave man summoned by His Majesty, so..."

"No, no, of course we are. We are from another world."

Arash quickly responded, rolling his eyes, and the clever archer added: "If we are not from another world, how could we not know that this is Rome? Could it be that there are still people in this world who don't know the great Roman Empire?" the fool?"

"It is."

In one sentence, he used the words of Diarmuid before, and cleverly flattered Rome. As proud Roman citizens, these Roman soldiers naturally have pride in Rome, and they don’t know that Romans do not exist. !
With just one sentence, the suspicious soldiers believed that they were from another world...

"That's how it is. The words are confused, and the common sense is not clear. It really looks like the speeches of the heroes of the other world. It's okay, His Majesty has explained that he will provide the best hospitality for the heroes. Over there, come here and bring the heroes. Adults go to the annex—greetings!"

(End of this chapter)