The Endless Shuttle

Chapter 20—The Tyrant of Rome, the Intervention of Battle

In the night, the red elves are dancing.

"Elf" has brilliant golden hair and hums an out-of-tune self-compiled song with a serious Latin flavor. On her feet, high-heeled boots made of metal like brass dance non-stop, elegantly and in accordance with the rhythm, swinging the skirt into a beautiful red rose on the deserted seaside street.

Following behind the girl, Bathemelo Loreleria was doubting life.

The young Marshal Sorcerer looked at the Ling Shu on the back of his hand, and Yin Ya secretly bit into his heart and cursed calmly.

——The target is all scholars who study European history.

Two hours ago, she used the holy relic to summon the heroic spirit who participated in the war, Caster of the seven ranks, that is, the magician. According to the principle that "the heroic spirit not only relies on his life experience, but also is reinforced by historical chants," Loreliya felt that the choice for the summoning this time was quite good.

Until the dazzling brilliance of the magic power dissipated, and the figure of the heroic spirit appeared from it.

Loreliya wanted to grab the collars of the late historians, and then asked loudly.

Why can the records after the Christian era be recorded incorrectly? ! And is it the most important gender? ! Before studying historical facts, did all of you skip the hint of "gender" before your eyes like you were tricked? !

Because the heroic spirit she summoned this time-Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, no matter from any point of history, it should be a majestic man. What is the girl who is not taller than her, but whose **** are bigger than her, I don't know where to go? The summoning error crooked the tyrant's daughter? !

Loreliya had a headache, but fortunately, Caster's various skills and attributes did not disappoint her, and she was forced to endure such a little unexpected unhappiness.

But more unexpected problems soon came-

"Caster." Lorelei said coldly, "Thirty-four minutes have passed since I left the studio, how can I "see the modern day with my own eyes" is enough? If I remember correctly, the most important thing for you as a Caster rank now is to take advantage of "position creation" and "props creation". "

As a Caster, he didn’t care about his job at all. He left the magician workshop that Lorelia had worked hard to build, and put down his words. If you don’t let her leave, just use Lingshu. . For this reason, to avoid wasting the three-point spell on such boring things, Lorelei gritted her teeth and agreed.

But until now, Caster still has no intention of returning, it seems that he can stay in the ink for a long time.

"Rigid, too rigid, Yu's beautiful player Yo."

Nero stopped dancing and answered Loreliya's question with a sweet voice turning his head.

"Then who stipulated that Caster had to wait for the siege of the heroes like the devil who occupies the castle? The old-fashioned script does not fit Yu's character at all. Where the emperor is located is his territory! As the player said "Props made"... Hmph, the best masterpiece has been completed for the rest of my life~"

With that, the red girl's hand seemed to be lit up, and the twisted dark red big sword appeared in her hand.

The crystallization of magic and fantasy-a treasure.

"What does Qing think of Yu's craftsmanship?" Nero asked braggingly.

Lorelia frowned. If Caster took out something like a wand, she would still feel a little bit of comfort, but taking out a great sword to challenge Lorelei's magician education since she was a child.

"...Magician, do you want to wield a giant sword?" she couldn't help asking.

"Could it be?"

Nero raised his plump chest and said proudly.

"Originally, compared to the magic of teacher Simon Magus, Yu likes swordsmanship more. The most suitable rank for Yu is Saber. This is a disqualification of the player, but it is not a problem. Yu will correct it by himself. As an emperor, if you don't even have this "privilege", then you don't deserve to rule the mighty Roman Empire. "

Lorelei knew what Caster was talking about, Nero's inherent skill-"Emperor's Privilege".

It is full of "EX", that is, the level where the specific value cannot be displayed.

At this level, skills that shouldn't have been possessed by Caster: riding, swordsmanship, art, commanding power, strategy can all be obtained under one's subjective consciousness, and even divinity can be given to oneself.

"..."

The capable superwoman rubbed her eyebrows and gave up her plan to persuade Caster.

"...I don't care what you like and how you fight, but Caster. My ultimate goal is victory in this war. Don't let me down."

"Well, of course."

Nero opened his hand and closed his eyes, intoxicated.

"In this chaotic theater where heroes from different eras have come, Yu will be the most eye-catching protagonist. Qing is optimistic, of course, the cup of Christ will be owned by the most powerful emperor. Hmm~ It really has an artistic taste~ "

Regardless of Caster's gender and personality, strength online can say anything. Lorelia thought so.

Perhaps, even if Caster himself loses to his opponent, as long as he can drag out the enemy Saber, it is a good choice to put the weight of victory on himself.

She herself firmly believes that her level as a magician is the culmination of the Masters in this Holy Grail War. Then killing other Masters and leading the Servant's exit must also be in the script.

The sound of the waves hitting the shore, accompanied by Nero's graceful gesture, a wild voice rang in the dense forest beside the road.

"I said, are you Saber?"

Lorelei moved her sight as quickly as possible, and at the same time opened the magic circuit, ready to face the battle.

Crouching on the branch is a strong male.

The grass-green hair is upside down, and a corner of his forehead hangs down. He wears leather armor and iron shoulder armor. He holds a short gun in his right hand and puts it on his shoulder.

... Is it Lancer?

"Oh? Is Qing asking Yu?"

Nero looked at the Servant on the branch, and Bi Tong was a little unhappy.

"I disturbed Yu Yaxing, but it is a very serious charge. It is enough to hang Qing in front of the execution stand. But I am not interested in fighting for the time being tonight, so let's run away with luck."

"What silly thing are you talking about?" The man with the short gun snorted.

"I'm asking if you are Saber."

"I want to say yes?"

"Then come and fight me." The Servant with a gun jumped down and stood opposite Nero and Loreliya.

"I heard that Saber is the strongest comprehensive follower in the rules of this war, then as long as I kill you, half of the victory is in my hand."

"Qing's words are very popular in various senses..."

Nero tilted his head and asked Loreliya.

"Although Yu Zai doesn't want to fight tonight, the appearance of rude and rude people on Yu's stage is also a big event that cannot be ignored. What should I do? Yu's player."

"Fight against." Lorelei said briefly.

"Well."

Nero looked at Lorelei's expression with some appreciation.

"Sure enough, the character is proportional to the beautiful face of the player. Very good, very good."