After Nero finished speaking, he fell into a daze again.
His eyes were serious, as if he was thinking about something.
But Lawrence sensed something was wrong.
A faint trace of magic power disappeared in a flash.
"Miss Nero?" she asked.
Nero, who was in a trance, was suddenly awakened: "Huh? Ah? What's wrong? Ah, yes, I have already decided, then let's set off!"
Lawrence remembered that when he left Gaul, Boudica specially stopped him and told him about this incident.
"You should be a caster who is good at sensing magic. I don't know if you have noticed that Nero will occasionally be in a daze. When he is in a daze, there will be a slight amount of magic. I am a little worried about this situation. Please pay more attention to it.
Just give it a try."
Now it seems... Boudica was absolutely right.
In the end what happened?
Lawrence had never paid attention to Nero's perception skills before. He basically paid attention to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu. Simonetta also distracted Lawrence a little. In addition, Nero was not a Servant, but indeed.
He was a human emperor who actually lived in this era, so Lawrence's perception of magic power had never been placed on Nero.
In addition, Lawrence had not had close contact with Nero within a meter in the past few days, so Lawrence had not felt anything strange about Nero before.
But now Lawrence focused a small part of his attention on Nero, and immediately felt something was wrong.
Is it a natural talent for magic?
No, it's not like...
...I won’t tell the Master yet.
Lawrence thought it would be better to investigate on his own first.
...
After setting up camp and resting for a night, Nero led a group of people to the nearest port.
"Let me show you Yu's skills at the helm."
Li Xiang believed it, and the result was this.
"yue——"
Ritsuka staggered off the boat and as soon as she reached the beach, she lay on the ground and spit out a rainbow.
Mashu used his shield to hold himself up to prevent himself from falling.
"Even if my semicircular canals have been strengthened, will this result occur..." Mashu's face was pale and covered in cold sweat.
Samura patted Hijikata on the back, saying that he was fine, but Toshizo Hijikata was vomiting expressionlessly.
"So can't you have some expression... Such serious vomiting is scary - ugh!"
Lawrence sighed, gave each of the seasick people some relief, and looked at Nero with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"The soldiers can't get up on the ship... It's so pitiful..." Dr. Roman was a little scared and shook his skin a few times, "Lawrence, fortunately you have me.
You can feel dizzy even if you are affected by the side effects.”
"Oh, oh, oh, we finally arrived at the island where the gods are rumored to be." Nero had nothing to do, but looked quite happy.
After being soothed by Lawrence, Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up and coughed twice: "In short, we finally arrived at the island——"
"Zuo Cun!" Lawrence suddenly shouted.
"Be careful, this is - the reaction of the servant, no, this is!" Dr. Roman's magic radar also received a reaction, leaving a drop of cold sweat on his face.
Nero had already drawn his red sword and looked in the direction of the woods.
"Yes, I am a Servant." A very young-sounding female voice came from the woods, "But I am not an ordinary Servant."
"Servant? Could it be that this island has also been occupied by the coalition forces?" Nero looked seriously in that direction.
"I don't know about the United Army you are talking about, this girl. But -" A rather petite-looking woman walked out of the woods, "Welcome to my humble home in this era, that is.
.....The island of style.”
Lawrence sensed the other person's magic.
"Be careful, her magic power is higher than that of ordinary servants. We may... really encounter gods." Lawrence looked at the servant cautiously.
The petite woman looked around, and her eyes finally focused on Lawrence.
"You... have a very interesting aura about you." She smiled, obviously looking like just a girl, but exuding a sacred aura, "But it's not you I'm looking for, either.
Not a Servant, but a brave human being."
Lawrence walked in front of everyone and looked at the petite "god".
"You... are a god, to be precise, a 'spiritual follower'." There was thought and vigilance in her eyes.
Why did the gods come to this singularity?
The petite goddess did not deny it.
"Well, yes, I am a goddess." She said with an elegant smile, "Goddess - Stheno."
"You are not a servant of heroic spirits, but a servant of gods. Why did you come to this era?" Dr. Roman's voice came, with a trace of panic that was forced to calm down, "And...you are
Ancient God?”
"Stheno... I seem to have an impression of this name?" Fujimaru Ritsuka recalled while touching his chin.
"The eldest sister of the three Gorgon sisters has two younger sisters, Euryale and Medusa, the god - Steno!" Matthew looked at Steno with vigilance.
"I don't really like the title of Ancient God. Please pay attention to your wording. There is no magician in this time and space." Stheno frowned slightly, and then relaxed, "But I am indeed the God of the past. This
That’s absolutely right.”
"Hey, Roman, didn't you say before that there is no such thing as a god?" Camilla asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Ah, haha, everything has accidents, right?"
Lawrence and Stheno looked at each other.
"You... are wrong, this feeling..." Stheno looked at Lawrence, with a drop of cold sweat running down his cheeks.
"Please tell me your position." Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief.
She is very aware of the existence of such things as followers of gods and even gods themselves.
But she knew better how terrifying she... was to these followers of the gods.
It's not that Lawrence has special methods for the followers of the gods, but that the perception of the followers of the gods is more sensitive than that of regular heroic spirits, making it easier to feel the aura of Lawrence.
A kind of aura contaminated by ███.
This kind of aura cannot be possessed by other anno-differentiated individuals, let alone other [█行█].
"The opponent has opened up his aura. This feeling... is completely different from that of Jeanne d'Arc in the French period!" Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils narrowed, looking at Stheno in the distance... and the one standing in the way.
Stheno and Lawrence among the crowd.
Miss Lawrence...what are you doing.
"Please promise that you have no ill intentions towards us." Lawrence also shed a drop of cold sweat.
After all, she was just empty-handed, and this was her first time facing a real god.