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At this glance, Artoria faintly felt some kind of malice, and couldn't help asking:

"What deal did you make with Caster?"

Emiya Kiritsugu looked away, and when he was thinking whether to tell her the truth, Nero suddenly said:

"Yu will save his wife, and in exchange, you will compete with Yu Fair."

"I see."

Artoria breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't just order herself to admit defeat directly.

Unexpectedly, Emiya Kiritsugu did another good deed.

"Okay, come on!"

As soon as the words fell, she grasped the invisible sword tightly and assumed a fighting posture.

Seeing this, Nero smiled and said:

"It's not fighting. Yu doesn't like fighting. Therefore, the competition will be conducted by singing."

"What? I refuse."

"You have no right to refuse."

Nero chuckled, and turned to look at Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Sorry, Saber."

Emiya Kiritsugu lowered his head slightly, raised his Command Seal, and said loudly:

"Using command spells, Saber, and His Majesty Nero will compete in a singing competition. The loser must give up the Holy Grail."

After a command spell passed, he left the arena without looking back.

Chapter 23 Say the same thing as me

Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Say the same thing as me

"Damn bastard!"

Arturia gritted her teeth and looked at Emiya Kiritsugu's back, really wanted to give him a sword from behind.

Nero looked Artoria up and down, and said with a smile:

"King Arthur, who looks exactly like Yu, I'm sorry that your military strategy is not as good as Yu's, but if you compete in art, Yu will never lose."

Artoria was silent for a few seconds, then raised her head and asked:

"How to judge winning or losing? It's impossible for you to say whoever wins, whoever wins."

"It's very simple! After the two of us finish singing, ask Kariya and Lancelot to vote with a show of hands. Whoever they say wins will win."

"If two people disagree, it's impossible to tell the winner, right?"

"Don't worry, Yu has already considered this situation. So, add three more people. Emiya Kiritsugu, Irisviel, and Fujimura Taiga who is carrying her around looking for a doctor."

Arturia immediately pondered secretly in her heart.

There are two kinds of Nero's singing, one is excellent, which can be called a natural voice, and the other is extremely bad, which is almost tone-deaf.

Looking at it this way, I probably have half hope.

Among the five people who voted by show of hands, Irisviel and Lancelot will definitely choose themselves.

And that crippled man would probably choose Nero.

In other words, the final key will be Fujimura Taiga and Emiya Kiritsugu.

Fujimura Taiga didn't know him, so let's not talk about it for now, but Emiya Kiritsugu, he would definitely not give up the Holy Grail so easily.

If he had a chance to win, he would definitely not hesitate to support him.

Three out of five, the hope is great, almost sure.

"Okay, but I ask you to treat Ellie first."

"No problem." Nero said with a smile.

At this moment, both sides thought that they had a great chance of winning, almost certain.

……

Tohsaka Aoi, who was looking for Kariya Matou and wanted to ask him about Sakura's situation at Matou's house, suddenly smelled a smell of blood and stopped unconsciously.

Sniff...!

Walk step by step in the direction of the smell, and enter an alley on the side of the road.

The next moment, screams sounded, Aoi Tohsaka was dumbfounded, and her whole body became shaky.

She leaned on the wall with her hand, staring at the corpse in the distance, unable to imagine her own eyes.

That husband who always looked confident just left?

What will you do if you are left alone?

……

About ten minutes later, Emiya Kiritsugu ran into the arena with his wife on his back.

Next to him was Fujimura Taiga who still looked like a high school girl.

"Your Majesty Nero, please save Ellie."

"Don't worry, I'll start now."

The red long sword held by Nero's right hand instantly turned into a ball of red flames, floating in the palm of his hand.

She looked down for a while reluctantly, sighed softly, and put her left hand on Irisviel's heart.

A golden light flashed, and a beating heart appeared in the palm of the palm, instantly turning into a cube.

Slowly stretching out his right hand, the flame instantly turned into a red light and entered Irisviel's body.

In the blink of an eye, Irisviel, who had lost her breath, slowly opened her eyes.

At the same time, a strong heartbeat sounded from her heart.

In just a few seconds, her body returned to normal.

"Yu's Primordial Flame is the strongest magic dress. After turning into your heart, it still retains its original function. From now on, make good use of it."

Irisviel, who was lying in Emiya Kiritsugu's arms, looked back and forth at the crowd around her, and her gaze unconsciously stopped on the palm of Nero's left hand.

"Is that... the unformed Lesser Holy Grail?"

"That's right, if two more followers die, it will come."

"Why am I still alive?"

"Yu replaced your heart with a magic dress and saved you."

"Thank you."

Irisviel lowered her head slightly, then turned to look at Fujimura Taiga again:

"Just now, after I fainted, thanks to your help, thank you very much!"

"No...you're welcome." Fujimura Taiga secretly glanced at Emiya Kiritsugu, and asked cautiously, "Are you Mr. Emiya's wife?"

"That's right."

In just a moment, Irisviel understood her thoughts and smiled unconsciously.

However, at this time, she really didn't have much time to tease underage girls.

"Your Majesty Nero, what do you plan to do with the remaining two servants?"

"Hmm... Assassin is the only servant left."

Nero chuckled, and glanced at Artoria and Lancelot.

Lancelot immediately took a step forward and said:

"In that case, please allow me to commit suicide."

"Mr. Lancelot, it's not that far yet." Artoria couldn't help interjecting, "How to do it depends on the results of the competition between me and Nero."

Lancelot was silent. As King Arthur's knight, he really wanted to tell her that Nero's supporters were all present, and the outcome of the competition was already determined.

It's just that I can't say it at all.

Moreover, he actually had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

As long as Nero sings the same song as the first one, the king will win.

"Let's start the competition, Nero." Artoria said again.

"Okay, will Yu come first?"

"Well, you come first."

Artoria nodded slightly, thinking seriously:

If Nero sings the same song as the second one, I have to give it my all.

However, since he became king, he has never sung, so he is a little rusty.

In short, I still hope that the song she sings is the same as the first one.

"I'm about to start."

Nero smiled slightly and started singing again.

The first sentence is very normal and perfect.

However, the second sentence takes a sharp turn, with every word out of tune.

The third sentence, the fourth sentence, until the end, the singing has become a Fat Tiger concert.

"Yu has finished singing, next, it's time for you to perform."

"Ah."

Artoria nodded slightly, subconsciously thinking:

It seems that I have won.

This kind of competition is a little unfair.

But, it's good, you can save some effort.

Arturia sang a nursery rhyme, her singing voice was not very pleasant, it could only be said to be quite satisfactory.But with her awe-inspiring expression, it gives people an excellent visual effect.

At the end of the song, Artoria asked nervously:

"How about it?"

Nero applauded first, then smiled and looked at Kariya Matou:

"Kariya, let's start with you."

"Yes!" Matou Kariya replied without thinking, "The winner is of course His Majesty Nero!"

As soon as the words fell, he activated the Command Seal and said again:

"Command by Command Seal, Lancelot, say the same as I do."

"what?"

At this moment, Lancelot didn't dare to look Arturia in the eyes at all, and his heart was full of regret.

If he had known that Kariya would use Command Seals, he should have spoken out in support of the king immediately.

As long as he speaks fast enough, he can't stop himself at all.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and say reluctantly: