Killing an old enemy

Just when Merlin was about to say something, Caesar made a silent gesture towards him.

"I..." He glanced at Lancelot and changed his words decisively, "I feel a familiar aura... Has Lucius come?"

Merlin showed a puzzled expression, and denied it flatly, "No, no one can escape Brother Merlin's clairvoyance."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Regarding his certainty, Caesar insisted, "If there is no more, let's go and have a look."

He did have that vague premonition in his heart, and Caesar's intuition was always accurate—almost never wrong.

Since his sixth sense told him that Lucius had appeared, the appearance of the Roman emperor would definitely not be delayed. After all, he was an evenly matched man who could make Arthur praise "the most splendid battle of the Holy Sword". opponent.

But... this guy is really too strong.

Therefore, the combination of this kind of admiration that he met his opponent and his overly proud nature made Arthur's attitude towards him extremely indifferent, and his senses fluctuated from good to bad. Lucius was deeply attracted by such a nonchalant performance—he was Such an unusual emperor.

And Caesar's attitude towards him inadvertently was no different from that of Arthur, so Lucius called him Arthur from time to time, and Caesar from time to time, with purple eyes With fiery eyes.

It's as if Caesar was the new land he swore to loot before Rome died.

Merlin pursed his lips tightly. He hated the man who once tried to attack Great Britain. "Are you going to meet him, my king?"

Caesar said, "It's not that I want to see him, but that I have to."

Lancelot looked up "...?"

"Hit him!" Caesar said confidently, "Will I let him dangle in front of me this time?"

Lucius...

After speaking, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his lips, showing a disturbed expression in Merlin's thoughtful eyes.

Strictly speaking, Caesar himself is also a person who is used to ordering others. He can admit this, and this is also his flaw and crime of arrogance, but he never uses his own will to change other people's ideas, and he respects own opponent.

For example, these old enemies - even if he thought that the old enemies had nothing to do with him before, he still tried to appease clumsily out of various considerations.

And Lucius could indeed say "Come to my side and be my subordinate!" or "Both Arthur and Great Britain must be owned by Romana" when he was fighting Arthur. The emperor of words.

The emperor is different from the king, and Lucius is the hero who gave Caesar the most intuitive feeling for this sentence.

Lancelot's expression was a little weird, "After I lost my mind last time, you spent a few hours alone with him, did he do anything to you?"

"That's not true..." Caesar showed a toothache expression, "Stop talking, go see him."

He has already determined that Lucius will appear, and he still has this sense.

"Lancelot, come back to me." Caesar said, motioning for the knight to re-form into a spirit body, and Lancelot silently followed suit

The.

No matter what request his king puts forward, he will not say any rebuttal at this time, even if the knight wants to stay by his side and face Lucius directly at this time, but he can't show it...

Without listening to his mental activities, Caesar stretched out his hand to Merlin, signaling him to open the boundary between Avalon and reality. Merlin sighed, and grabbed Caesar's palm—comparison, Caesar is really He was a little smaller.

Unaware of Merlin's suddenly complicated eyes, Caesar said, "Follow my feeling to that place."

"Understood, my king." Merlin showed a helpless expression, "Sure enough, no matter which king he is, he will choose brother Merlin as a slave without hesitation."

Although he was so dissatisfied, the scene in front of Caesar still changed, and the court magician worked tirelessly as an artificial transfer magic circle.

In just a few seconds, the figures of the two of them appeared in a somewhat familiar place in an instant.

"..." Caesar.

He squinted his eyes and tried hard to identify this messy place. The street lamps had been crooked, all the flowers on the ground had been swept away, and the luxury hotel in his memory had collapsed into ruins. The air was filled with scattered magic factors. .

Isn't this the place where the Hong Kong black cadre banquet was held just now... It seems that his joining Hong Kong black ceremony was quite tortuous.

Merlin, "The two heroic spirits over there..."

He showed an expression that wanted to laugh and tried to hold back, his shoulders shook, "My lord, this is really a surprise."

It seemed that Caesar didn't realize who Lucius was fighting with, but Merlin was different, he recognized it instantly.

"You can go." Caesar looked at Merlin vigilantly, he only noticed Lucius' figure, "Didn't it mean that the magic power is not enough, go to sleep."

"I think I have enough magic power now." Merlin emphasized.

"...What are you talking about?" Caesar put his hands on Merlin coldly, making a move to attack him and cause the magic power to dissipate. "You are not enough."

Merlin "..."

This is the blatant threat!

His figure paused, and he had no choice but to disappear after transforming into a spirit like Lancelot.

Nishizawa first scanned the surroundings and found Chuya and the others in the Central Plains. The other party was looking into the distance like everyone else. Occasionally, a few horrific bolts of lightning pierced through the night, illuminating the unreserved eyes of the two heroic spirits. With the appearance of fighting, Caesar then turned his gaze to the past.

Then he saw the blond boy.

Caesar "..."

wait a minute this golden head

Hair, pure blue eyes, a slender but powerful young knight...

Caesar was shocked, and took a step back. It can't be wrong, is it him? !

Come, come, what he fears the most after using King Arthur's Noble Phantasm is the possibility of meeting Mordred. Originally, Caesar was lucky, but now he is severely defeated by reality—— He, he really has no experience as a father!

Nishizawa has experienced all kinds of old enemies, but he has never considered this point. After all, this situation is too rare...

Who can tell him to face

A rebellious adolescent boy, with no experience, how should he be a loving father? !

Caesar himself didn't realize that his eyes for help had already turned to Chuya Zhongyuan.

The person he was staring at paused, glanced at Mori Ogai, and then quietly walked in front of him, "Didn't you go to your own business?"

His voice was very low. Although everyone was attracted by the huge movement, they couldn't intervene in this battle. Even Dazai Osamu, who was not interested in everything, stared at the two fighting figures completely. Bewitched.

This power...

Caesar said, "No hindrance." A teleport back and forth will do.

Zhong Yuanzhong also choked for a moment before asking, "Okay...do you have anything to say to me?"

Caesar looked troubled.

Zhong Yuan also thought about it, "I will try my best to help if I can."

"Uh...how should I treat a rebellious teenager?"

Zhongya Zhongya "..." This made him difficult.

"Who is that?" He asked the name directly, "That young man, he should know you, right?"

Caesar's expression became even more tangled, "That's right..."

"He," Caesar made up his mind to take on his own responsibilities, "is probably mine, son."

Nakahara Chuya "...???"

wait, your what?Say it again? !

Lucius, who fought against Mordred, seemed to be quite comfortable in this battle compared to the bitter battle, and he was still in the mood to say, "... Mordred, you and your father, King Artorius, are very close." Like, but not as good at fighting as he is, which is disappointing."

Mordred was immediately irritated by him, but it wasn't because he was ridiculed for his sword skills, but because he dared to call Arthur by his name!

"Shut up." A gloomy expression flashed in his eyes, "Let's see if my strength is as bad as you said."

With an angry shout, he split the stone slab at Lucius' feet with his sword, and it shattered into cobwebs and choking dust in an instant with the clattering sound. stop.

Having said that, Mordred did not mean to underestimate the enemy at all. He knew very well that Lucius was the one who almost defeated Arthur, and his strength should not be underestimated.

But what he probably didn't expect was that there was an abnormal magical power in his body... Mordred thought to himself.

It would be best if he could defeat himself within a reasonable range, in this case...

Just when the similar magic swords of the two collided, a terrifying magic power burst out centered on the place where they touched, and the airflow actually dispersed the gathered clouds. Lucius was careless at first.

Xindi's expression softened for a moment, and he looked at Mordred with a slightly surprised expression, "You..."

Mordred was no less surprised than him, and a trace of panic flashed across his young face, "How, how could..."

Why was it released all of a sudden?

Aware of the huge leakage of magic power, Caesar standing on the ground also raised his head abruptly, staring at the figure of the heroic spirit not far away.

Wait... He actually felt the breath of the Holy Grail again? !

Not the Holy Grail within the constraints of Fuyuki City, but a complete

Outside of the complete law, the filthy thing full of evil aura, this kind of darkness came from Mordred, making it impossible for him to ignore its existence.

At the same time, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt his heart throbbing suddenly, as if being pinched by a hand.

Pale and painful, he fell to the ground, half-kneeling and clutching the cloth on his chest, frowning and sweating.

This kind of pain—it was dozens of times more severe than when he opened the filth with all his strength. It made Chuya Nakahara's eyes blackened, and a cold and sticky liquid oozed from the corner of his eyes. He wiped it off with his hands, only to find that it was Scarlet blood.

He didn't... use supernatural powers...

"Chuya!" Nishizawa turned around when he was going to get close to Mordred, and threw himself in front of Chuya Nakahara, "What's wrong with you?"

Even if Zhong Yuanzhong wanted to reply to him, he couldn't make a sound at all.

Thinking of something suddenly, Nishizawa raised his head and immediately called out, "Osamu Dazai—!"

After being called out by his name, Osamu Dazai casually looked away and looked towards them. He was startled, a little surprised and confused, and walked over quickly. Ayatsuji Pedestrians also cast their gazes over. Moved away quickly.

Ranpo was as smart as him, knowing that if he walked towards Nishizawa at this time, he would definitely be hated.

Akutagawa originally wanted to do something, but was stopped by Mori Ogai.

"Dirty...?" Osamu Dazai, who was the only one allowed to approach this side, said hesitantly. His expression definitely didn't seem to be fake, as if he was questioning that the situation was out of his control. "Did he use supernatural powers?"

Caesar shook his head.

Osamu Dazai put his hand on Chuya Nakahara's cheek and activated [Disqualification].

But a few seconds passed, and the black and red lines on his face hadn't disappeared—the disqualification in the world had expired.

Caesar narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and looked at Mordred.

The Rage God in Chuya Nakahara's magic power level is equivalent to the Lesser Holy Grail.

As soon as the breath of the Holy Grail came from Mordred, the Central Plains collapsed from overwhelm.

Caesar had no way not to connect the two, it was like a curse was in effect, except for the magician Merlin, there was only one powerful witch left, and she, Mordred, King Arthur It just so happens that there are some connections...

Lucius recovered from his brief stupefaction, and immediately let out a loud laugh, looked at Mordred with a gloomy expression, and jokingly said, "Why don't you hunt me down and prevent me from hurting Artoli?" Si, the result is that you actually want me to kill you, you controlled wretch."

"Shut up!!" Mordred was stimulated instantly, and he suddenly burst out with an astonishing force, "That's not the case!!"

"Who is it? Uh... let me think about it, is it the woman named Morgan?" The Roman emperor looked disgusted.

It was said that this 15-year-old young dragon attacked Lucius crazily, and the two swords collided with fierce sparks, like lightning bolts, which suppressed the Roman emperor who was originally at ease. The tricky but violent and bloody swordsmanship made Lucius show an expression of readiness for the first time.

"I'm doing this for the sake of my father. I'm the one doing the right thing. I don't need to borrow other people's strength, and I don't have to control—"

"What are you doing for me?"

Such a voice came from Mordred's ear, his breath tightened instantly, and at the same time his defensive movements froze, and he was caught off guard by a blow from the hilt of Lucius' sword, knocking him into the air, the young knight slammed heavily He fell to the ground and rolled several times on the ground before barely stopping the terrible stamina.

His brain went blank, and after a while, Mordred regained consciousness and tried to get up, but only a little bit of body support, just

fell to the ground again.

Blood oozed from his glove, but that didn't stop him from gritting his teeth and raising his head, using the sword to support him to barely get up.

So that's the case...is his king coming?

No, you can't let other people kill him!This is absolutely not allowed!

"Father, Father King..." Mordred felt blood seep from his forehead, but he was quickly healed by the full magic power, and the power of the Holy Grail raged in his body, replacing his own blood, Consciousness blurred again, "Hurry up, hurry up——!"