"No, no, no, I want you to follow him, like hide and seek, don't let him find you." The corners of Rosen's mouth twitched, Loli's nature has not changed...

"Got it, leave it to Jack~~"

As long as it can help his mother, Jack is willing to do anything. Seeing that the army's morale is available, Rosen explained a few words and told the little guy to act.

An assassin no worse than Hassan was dispatched, and another piece of the puzzle was added.

"Arash, how much strength have you recovered now?"

"About seventy percent, why, do you have to entrust me with any tasks?" The big hero looked eager to try, he hadn't shown any other abilities except for the treasure.

"Uh...continue to stand by, it's not time for you to play yet." Rosen chose to skip over, turned to look at Mordred, opened his mouth slightly, but didn't say a word.

The brat just needs to keep up with him, it's too dangerous to let him out to act alone.

Ignoring Mordred's irritable expression after being looked down upon, Rosen tapped his index finger on the table, and things became simpler and easier. When the knocking sound stopped, his face was filled with murderous intent... ...

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A few days have passed since the killing that night, but the investigation by the Roman government has come to a standstill. Even if Assassin is believed to have done it, so far not even a hair of Assassin has been seen.

It was June, and it was only one month before Rome's most important celebration - the "Nero Festival". The city was flooded with a large number of out-of-town people, which virtually made the investigation more difficult.

What's more important is what covered up the investigation. The news that the Roman emperor got was also very strange.

Sometimes they say that there are traitors in the government, and then they say that the Moslem religion is going to start a jihad, and Assassin is the result of their collusion.In the end, the Christianity was also involved, saying that it wanted to avenge the destruction of the church.

Compared with Britain's heavy pressure, Rome is too peaceful, and peace has created a bunch of guys who are full and have nothing to do. I heard that many people have clamored to hold a debate meeting at the festival.

Let monks, priests, priests, imams, and other messy clergymen fight with each other, and whoever speaks well will believe him in the future.

Like a carnival of faith, the impetuous people of Rome have already regarded these lively events as part of the festival.But they have never seen that in the shadows, some people are seriously advancing the plan!

Nero resurrected the gods, but did not prevent the spread of other religions, but the officials below played their own initiative and suppressed other religions in various ways. Fortunately, the holy city of Rome never lacks churches. Above, there is a monastery that has survived for hundreds of years.

Green gecko grass covered the outer wall, and there was a middle-aged man standing at the slightly dilapidated gate, with a straight figure, as if containing explosive power.

He knocked on the door twice, and after a few seconds, a priest who was actually wearing a priest's uniform and a cross opened the door, looked him up and down, and made a gesture of invitation:

"Father Yanfeng, come in."

The man nodded and pushed the door open.

The interior of the monastery is even more dilapidated, as if no one has renovated it for many years, and there are no secrets here, it is just a place for Christian believers to clean up.

But the further you go in, the more obvious the fluctuation of the magic power is. When you enter the small church in the center, there are several half-heroic spirits praying here. The old priest on the high platform turned around and smiled at the visitor:

"Kirei, you're here."

"Yes, Father, I'm back from the North."

The middle-aged man raised his head, revealing a dull face.

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The man's name was Kotomine Kirei, and he raised his head without much emotion, giving off a feeling somewhat similar to that of Emiya Kiritsugu, but without the deep sadness of the latter.

His heart is evil, pure evil, even if there is no king in this world, he will walk on the path of happiness, which is his destiny.

Fate cannot be escaped, just like the end of the world line, whether it is 1994 or 2004, whether it is Fuyuki City or Rome, Kotomine Kirei's experience gradually overlaps.

As one of the backbones of Christianity, Kotomine Ri was looking at his son lovingly, as if looking at a flawless treasure, before saying after a long time:

"Kirei, come with me."

"Yes, father."

As if he didn't respond to his father's love, Kirei silently followed.

The monastery, which has become a historic site, is extremely clean, except for the faint hymns coming from the church, the only sound is the chirping of insects in the courtyard.The vines above the head are very lush, which makes the two people walking very comfortably after shading the scorching sun.

Yan Fengli was walking ahead with his hands behind his back, and asked his son who belonged to the same department: "Is there any problem with the northern front?"

"No, I just led the elite of the agency to go deep into the Alps for more than ten miles, and I didn't find anything unusual."

Kotomine Kirei replied sternly.

"Sure enough, the tyrant said that the monster had changed, and several intelligence agencies were mobilized. It's really whimsical!" The old man snorted coldly. The only person he wanted to punish was the tyrant. How could he cooperate with the monster to destroy the entire country.

"Write the report and hand it in when the time comes. Kirei, the plan must be accelerated, and the tyrant is already on guard."

Hearing that the emperor was on guard, Kotomine Kirei still put on a poker face, and asked indifferently: "Is it the church's suspicion?"

He knew that the "Augustus Organ" was the result of the cooperation between the Church and Rome, and the influence of Christianity in it was great, and any ruler with a normal IQ would be on guard immediately.

"Yes, baseless suspicion. Someone from the palace told me that this tyrant actually hired a half-heroic spirit to investigate. It's ridiculous."

"Half heroic spirit?"

"A half-heroic spirit named Rosen is nothing special. Mostly he sold his ass to win the favor of the tyrant, but Mordred beside him is very troublesome."

"The rebellious knight Mordred is indeed a strong man." Kotomine Kirei stopped talking, he had also heard the name of the rebellious knight in the north.

One more heroic spirit would add a lot of uncertainty, the two were silent for a few seconds, Lizheng smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the tyrant's guards have been disabled, and it can be regarded as a trade-off."

"Father, are you talking about the battle that night?"

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