Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

the next moment.

Her fair body was once again covered with a red rose-like dress.

In her hand, a 'sword' also emerged.

The flaming sword.

Its name is 'Primary Fire'.

The sword of the Roman emperor, blooming at the beginning of the century AD, forged by the concept of the 'lord', the fire of the 'self' handed to Rome by Lovi!

It is also this moment.

The curtain shattered, and the sword light penetrated from the outside.

The swords collided with each other in an instant, and the red streamer of the three-colored sword of the war god flooded the surroundings, colliding with the primordial fire that also glowed with burning flames.

The momentary interlacing and the resulting wind pressure completely tore apart the curtains on all sides of the stage in an instant, and the light and shadow that appeared once again illuminated the stage brightly.

"It's about this time—"

Arturia moved her feet and rushed up.

He rushed in the direction of Luo Wei.

"Don't even think about it!" Atalanta plucked the bowstring, and the arrow light shone brightly, blocking Artoria's forward direction.

The previous 'harmony' was only based on the premise that Rowe was taken away.

Atalanta and this later King of Knights have always been enemies and competitors!

Of course, theoretically speaking, although Atalanta is a well-known hunter in Greek mythology, it is still impossible to be the opponent of the King of Knights, the successor of the Wild Hunt, and Artoria Pendragon.

The King of Knights in its heyday is not inferior to the main god of the region.

However, Atalanta has the strongest support.

'Luna' Artemis.

The moon is born on the arrow, and on the moon... the power is surging!

The red skirt fluttered on the other side, and Nero stared at the figure of the attacking person, showing a smile.

"It's sir—"

"How? Qing, do you want to compete with Yu for Yu Zhiqian?"

The bodybuilder girl with bare wheat-colored skin, white veil, and short pale hair has cold eyes, and Attila, who appears in the form of a 'warrior', is just like the leader of the Huns who destroyed countless European civilizations in the past.

To fight, to fight.

In her eyes, the only goal is to defeat the opponent in front of her and achieve her goal of 'conquering'!

"You who destroyed Rome, Yu already knew that Yu would definitely fight Qing."

Although the other party was the one who destroyed Rome, Nero did not appear so angry or resentful, but rather gentle.

Rome must be destroyed.

Empires cannot last forever.

Only the fire of civilization can last forever-Rome in Attila's time was already weak and decayed.

The girl who wields the sword of the war god seems to be destroying, but in fact she just kindled a fire in the fallen Rome.

Let the flame of civilization blaze again.

So she is not an enemy of Rome.

Instead, it is an important hub for the continuation of the Roman spirit.

of course.

Not the enemy of Rome, but the enemy of Nero at this moment.

"Only the performer, I can't give it to you!"

Slowly grasping the primordial fire tightly, the flame-like emperor's saber was slightly raised, and Nero's smile became more and more blazing.

Attila didn't speak, just grasped the Sword of the God of War in his hand.

She looked past Nero in front of her.

He looked at Luo Wei behind Nero.

Four eyes facing each other.

Luo Wei was stunned, but still looked at Altila steadfastly.

For the appearance of Attila.

Luo Wei was not surprised, and at the same time, somewhat delighted.

Attila is different from the others.

You Xingfengbing, Saifalu, she and herself are real enemies, enemies who have had a real life-and-death confrontation on the moon!

Luo Wei, who had watched the memory of the planet and humanity given by Gaia and Alaya, knew it very well.

Although Attila, who became the king of the Huns, had a little longing for "God" in the later period, he was always hostile to himself and the "Rowi" who was opposite here.

However, looking at Attila's eyes now, something seemed wrong.

Doesn't seem to be just hostility?

"Bad civilization——" the crisp voice rang in my ears, similar to the voice that echoed on the moon back then, but different.

There is a difference between the Attila in front of me and the pure vanguard of the stars and the giant who destroys civilization.

She has long since become a 'human'.

And at this moment, as the voice rang in Luo Wei's ears, before his eyes, light and shadow intertwined and gradually spread.

In a blink of an eye, he entered another world.

Another interface.

This is the space of 'consciousness'.

It was taken back by Rowe.A world in the spiritual realm where Altera's own mechanism called 'Star Warsman' appeared.

Because it is a spirit, neither Nero, Artoria, or Atalanta are aware of it.

Because it is the self-mechanism of the star soldier, only Attila can control it.

At this moment, what Luo Wei saw was even more barren and pale, almost nothing.

In the line of sight, there is only one figure, facing him.

"Safalu..."

Luo Wei's face seemed dignified, but in fact, he was happy.

Yes, that's right, that's it.

If you kill me in the spiritual realm, you will die when you return to the present world.

The robe fluttered, and Luo Wei slowly raised his hand.

However, Altila on the opposite side suddenly stopped and did not move forward. The wheat-colored body stood upright in place, and the pair of red-golden eyes reflected Luo Wei's figure.

She didn't do anything, just said: "Altila."

"what--?"

"My current name is Attila." Attila looked serious: "It's not Sefalu."

Luo Wei choked, and spoke after a long time: "That's not the point..."

"No, it's the point."

"Everyone will change. The me now is different from the me before." Attila's delicate and pretty face had a serious look on her face.

But you're not human... Luo Wei wanted to say that, but stopped.

He seemed to have thought of something.

He smiled: "Indeed, people change."

"But the stand doesn't...you want to take away your 'self-mechanism'? Cefalu is always your origin, if there is no way to get back Cefalu's ego-mechanism...you will never get the real Freedom, unable to complete his mission as a vanguard of the stars."

"Even if I die, you will die too."

"That... doesn't matter." Altila looked indifferent, and she slowly raised the Sword of the God of War in her hand.

"You are the 'lord'... right?"

"I am, but I'm not." Luo Wei shook his head. Since he knew that Attila in the 'old age' had an inexplicable longing for the 'Lord', of course he couldn't admit it directly.

But denial doesn't help, after all, it's something almost universally known, so the best way to do it is to be ambiguous.

"The real 'lord' is the self in everyone's heart, and everyone is his own master. This is something I have advocated since a long time ago."

"No one can be another's master."

"The Lord you speak of should be yourself!"

"yes..."

"Yes."

"But I don't think so."

"?"

A question mark appeared on Luo Wei's face, and then he saw Attila in front of him taking a deep breath, and said slowly: "It's very difficult to be your own master."

"I have met many people like this, a long time ago, um, about hundreds of thousands of suns and moons ago?"

The girl leaned on the sword in one hand, and gently snapped her fingers with the other, as if she was trying to calculate, but finally found that her fingers were not enough and had to give up.

Feeling a little silly...

"Fearless and fearless, challenge the power, one enemy is many..." She raised her head, and her red golden eyes flashed a look of reminiscence.

A whispering voice sounded: "I have met many, many people like this."

"I asked them if they were not afraid?"