With the participation of reinforcements and a group of followers, the battle from being surrounded to counter-sieving was quickly over.
"Thank you, but I didn't expect...that after leaving Rome for a while, there would be so many servants. Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor has mastered the Servant Summoning Formation or something?" Jing Ke smiled.
"We are here with the Master, respected Chinese heroes." Lawrence always exudes elegance in his movements.
"Master means..." Jing Ke was a little confused.
"Hello." Fujimaru Ritsuka greeted a little embarrassedly.
"Please learn more about the specific situation later when you return to Rome." Jing Ke sighed, "Now I am very eager to take a rest..."
Matthew looked at Jing Ke's tired back and said to Fujimaru Ritsuka: "What should I say about the fact that Miss Jing Ke is a woman..."
"It's not surprising at all, right." Li Xiang smiled.
...
"Jing Ke went to hand over information to Nero, why don't you go over there and take a look?" Camilla looked at Lawrence leaning against the window with some confusion.
"It's not necessary, we just need to wait for news from the Master, right?" Lawrence smiled.
"...I really don't know if you are really calm or fake." Camilla looked at Lawrence, pondered, and then chose to lean on the other side of the window.
"Miss Lawrence, Miss Camilla." Matthew walked out of the reception room, "The master calls you to participate in the battle layout."
"Let's go, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it easy when the final battle comes." Lawrence walked into the reception room with an incomprehensible smile, touched Matthew's head.
"Ah, you're here." Nero was also in the reception room, and a group of people were surrounding Matthew's shield.
"Miss Jing Ke's previous attack has clearly identified the location of the capital of the United Roman Empire. It is probably at... this location." Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed to a certain location on the map projected by Mashu's shield.
"Since this place is the capital, that means we should prepare for a decisive battle now..." Lawrence frowned.
"That's right, now is the time to kill the next traitor and traitor, the fake [Emperor]!" Nero nodded and said happily, "I want these evil thieves who are trying to seize Rome from me to know
, I (Rome) is so powerful!”
"One team consists of Mr. Hijikata, Mr. Spartacus, and Mr. Lu Bu, advancing from the west toward the enemy's capital. Another team consists of Miss Boudica, Miss Camilla, and Miss Simonetta.
The team marched from the east side, while we led the large force to attack from the south and launched a siege on the enemy's capital." Fujimaru Ritsuka explained the details of the battle to Lawrence and Camilla.
"Jing Ke and I will arrive in advance, and we will enter the enemy's capital in advance." Zuo Cun glanced at Jing Ke.
"As far as I know, there are two [Emperors] there." Jing Ke smiled, "We are both assassins of the monarch, so leave this task to us."
"How about it? Are you interested in competing with the King-Assassin whose ending is different from mine?" Jing Ke's eyes showed a big reluctance to admit defeat.
"It doesn't matter, let's give it a try, don't fail to defeat the opponent." Zuo Cun smiled, full of fighting spirit.
Both of them were assassins who assassinated monarchs in history, so they naturally had the idea of competing.
Assassinating kings? I'm familiar with this.
"Then, don't you have any objections to the expedition tomorrow?" Nero looked around, looking at these servants and a master, and said confidently.
"We must not only go out to battle, but also win!" Fujimaru Ritsuka thought of the figure in the green coat and clenched his fists involuntarily.
...
"You mean, you are my teacher?"
The red-haired young servant looked at the man in front of him and said with interest.
"At least I think I am." The man with long black hair and glasses sat next to the red-haired boy and smiled casually.
"I do feel that I should have some kind of fate with you in the future, but..." The red-haired boy scratched his head, "There seems to be something wrong with me. If I guessed correctly,
The me now should be a certain aspect of the real me in history, so I have no memory of the future."
"But that sense of fate is undoubtedly real. You are also a Servant, right? So what's your real name?" The red-haired boy looked at the man next to him.
"I am not a heroic spirit that appears in the normal world, or even a heroic spirit that I became in this world." He took out a cigarette from somewhere, put it in his mouth and lit it. The man exhaled a puff of smoke, "You have to ask me about the heroic spirit.
If it’s my real name, you can call me Zhuge Kongming.”
"Zhuge Kongming, the Chinese military advisor known as Wolong? It's really interesting that I would have a fate with someone like you." The red-haired boy laughed.
"It's not that Zhuge Kongming has a fate with you." The man took another drag on his cigarette, "As I said, I am not a normal heroic spirit that appears in the world, but the heroic spirit entrusted its power to me, so I can appear in the world.
"
"So, what's your real name, teacher?"
The man hesitated for a moment and touched the boy's head: "Then, please remember my name for a moment, Alexander, my name is..."
"Lord El-Melloi II."
"So, Mr. El-Melloi II, the servant who has inherited the power of the heroic spirit Zhuge Kongming, what should we do now?" The red-haired young heroic spirit, whose real name is Alexander III, looks like a young man.
The heroic spirit asked the Lord El-Melloi II.
"You came out with information, which means that the other party is likely to know the location of your capital." El-Melloi II threw the cigarette butt on the ground, "First send out scouts to simply detect the enemy's movements.
Well, the adequacy of intelligence often determines the direction of a war."
"I have something I care about a little bit, but I don't know how to implement it?" Alexander III suddenly said.
"Please tell me, although I consider myself a teacher, aside from the teacher-student level, the real relationship between you and me is the monarch and the minister. Tell me what you think." El-Melloi II did not care about Alexander's fight.
He stopped talking and looked at Alexander with a little smile.
"I want to meet a man... I want to meet the real emperor of Rome, Nero Claudius."
"Is there any reason? If there is no special reason, I don't recommend this." El-Melloi II frowned.