Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Nero widened his eyes and laughed out loud.

"No, no, no, Yu Cai and her have nothing in common. Yu just wants another chance to make up for some regrets, but she wants to completely deny her past, which is completely different."

"so what?"

"Your Servant is a big idiot."

"..."

I thought that Nero would say what kind of big truth, but the result was such a short summary of Saber, which was really unexpected for Rope.

He covered his head and sighed.

"...That's the end of the trick of stalling time."

"what?"

Nero exclaimed in surprise.

"Has it been seen?"

"After you finished Saber's evaluation." Ropey shook his head: "After knowing that you can't compete with you, you adopted such a strategy. Miss Magical Marshal is probably secretly doing something, right? What is it that makes you confident? Can "just procrastinate" beat me?Or do you want to abandon yourself and let Lorelia escape? "

Rope made a random move, and from the magic square, a transparent rope flew into his hand.

……Um?

Holding Gleipnir, Rope felt something was wrong, as if he had forgotten what it was, but he didn't think about it even though his thoughts were disturbed by Nero.

——No matter what Lorelia and Nero were planning, it would be good to abolish the remaining two Command Spells and not let the emperor of Rome leave.

"Goodbye, Miss Nero."

Although he couldn't see Grefier, Nero instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Finally, the moment Rope let go of the rope in his hand, the crimson princess received a signal from Lorelia.

"...Indeed. Goodbye, War God of Persia."

The muzzles of the theater were gathering, and the "A"-rank Noble Phantasm was activated again.

This should have no effect, and Nero should know this too.

Immediately, Rope knew.

The crimson princess figure disappeared, the purple light cannon fired by the Noble Phantasm buried Rope, and the golden theater dissipated like a faded ink painting.

When Rope blocked Nero's Noble Phantasm and regained his vision, the arena was no longer in sight.

Dazzling light.

Huge, scorching hot, purely for destruction.

A terrifying explosion occurred in Shizuku Tama's hotel.

Chapter [-] A Punishment More Terrible Than Death

The heat wave of the explosion spread throughout the block, and the large workshop jointly built by Lorelia and Nero completely collapsed under the self-destruction of the central point, and the "space folding" no longer exists.

The only thing that is gratifying is that the loud noise and fire broke out before the destruction of the workshop. When most people in the city were attracted by the burning mountain, few people paid attention to the duomo on the Weiyuan River. Shizuku Hotel, this also means that there will be no irrelevant people to interrupt the battle in a short time.

Not far from the hotel, under the river bank, the remnants of the Clnoe brigade gathered.

A female magician supports Lorelia.Marshal Magic Dao was injured by the aftermath of the explosion just now. It is no easier for the rubble to shred the wind magic protection under the terrible driving force than to shred a piece of paper. Although she has done emergency treatment, it is very difficult in a short period of time. More fighting.

"Your Excellency Barthemelo, you need a more comprehensive treatment. If you rely on healing magic alone..."

"None of those matters!"

In the severe pain, Lorelia's tone was rather rough.

She pushed the female magician away and stood up.

"Spread apart! A team of three monitors the center of the explosion, and notify me as soon as there is a vision. If you find a black-haired man, don't act rashly... uh!"

"Player, Yu suggests that you don't move around and take a break."

Contrary to Lorelia's eager attitude, Nero sat very relaxed on the stone moor by the river. She was so beautiful that she looked like a crimson Venus under the moonlight.

Unlike the conservative Arturia, Nero, who has a similar appearance, does not hide his feminine side at all, and even takes pride in it.

"We have done everything we can, the liberation of the Noble Phantasm, the formation of positions, and the superiority of numbers. If we still can't kill him, it's hard for Yu to think of what better way to do it."

"So, Caster, do you mean that if he doesn't die, we'll just have to wait to die?"

"Of course not." Nero looked at the starry sky and said in a flat tone: "The player still has a Command Spell, right? When something like that really happens, just use it as a booster for Yu, anyway, it's just the end of the battle. Yu has long been used to it. Although the elegy for the challenge of failure is regrettable, it has enough "artistic" feeling, which is not bad. "

She was a deceased person, and she came to the world as a Servant, pursuing her own wishes.Even if the enemy was too powerful to despair, Nero would not discredit the crown of the "Roman Emperor" and fought to the death.

The only thing that could defeat her psychologically was the indifference and rejection of the Roman citizens that evening.

The others are not worth mentioning at all.

Hearing Nero's words, Lorelia's expression was stunned, and then relieved.

"Indeed..."

The consciousness of death, she has had it since she made the decision to face the gods.