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Being able to bicker with each other proved his attitude towards Koizumi.

If he really hated someone, Li Xiang would never pay any attention to that person even if he was beaten to death. How could he be like this now?

Even when Koizumi slapped her buttocks, Ritsuka just vented her anger and didn't say anything afterwards. If the person who did this to her was a stranger, she would definitely beat him to death, even if she couldn't win. This was a matter of her principles!

Although Li Xiang looks like a boy, it doesn’t mean that Li Xiang doesn’t care about such things!

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Koizumi looked at Ritsuka with curiosity.

Are you saying something bad about me? That's possible... Koizumi couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Nothing! Just keep on riding! If you fall off, don't blame me for using you as a back cushion!"

Ritsuka snorted coldly, and lines began to appear on his elbows, which he sent directly towards the opponent's chest.

"Puff!" Koizumi said that this blow was really powerful. The moment it hit his chest, it felt like a rhinoceros crashed into his chest. It was as powerful as Remlia rushing up and turning into a meat bomb.

Although he spat out a mouthful of blood, Koizumi said it wasn't a big deal and that he could get used to it.

Glancing at the blood on her hand, Ritsuka couldn't help but show hesitation on her face. She also knew that Koizumi was injured. Was the blow just now a little too heavy... Ritsuka couldn't help but think so in her heart.

"Hey! Are you okay? Look, you're vomiting blood..." Li Xiang hesitated for a moment and then slowly spoke.

"It's okay... You'll get used to it. After spitting blood a few times, it won't happen again... This kind of thing is normal!"

Koizumi said calmly, "Girl! Calm down! Vomiting blood is normal."

Hearing this, Li Xiang's mouth twitched fiercely. Is vomiting blood considered normal these days? Is this the difference between me and the big guys? The big guys always say vomiting blood is normal! And a newbie like me is trembling with fear!

However, since the other party said there is no problem, then there should be no problem...

Although Ritsuka was worried about the other party, Koizumi knew his own body better than he did, so he let it go.

"By the way, is there no way even you can help with your old illness?" Ritsuka had to change the subject.

Koizumi nodded silently. Zi wasn't a professional doctor, so this kind of injury had to be left to someone else to deal with.

Furthermore, the power within Koizumi's body is too complex, and various contradictory powers are combined together. This indirectly indicates the abnormality of Koizumi's physique, so even Leonardo da Vinci said that he cannot be treated casually.

"Don't worry about it. I just can't attack casually anymore. Old ailments like this will get better over time."

Gu Quan was quite cheerful. As long as he didn't act rashly, he wouldn't have to worry about his health.

And with the current configuration, Koizumi shouldn't need to take any action on his side... That's what Koizumi thinks.

What's more, if someone uses the Holy Grail to summon Heroic Spirits, there will definitely be neutral servants to help.

The restraining force is a very mysterious existence. No matter how many servants the Holy Grail summons to destroy the world, the restraining force will be responsible for allowing some neutral servants to descend to avoid an imbalance in the combat power of both sides.

If the battle power on Koizumi's side is unbalanced, the restraining force will probably restrict Koizumi's side.

"Since you've said that, I won't say much. Just don't ruin your body!"

Li Xiang said lightly, but - what do you mean by don't waste your time?

Koizumi couldn't help but roll his eyes, but didn't say anything.

Suddenly, Koizumi's eyes narrowed, and Patchouli and the others stopped at the same time.

This aura—a fierce battle is taking place in Gaul ahead! And! This aura of hatred! This class is!

——**enger!

Chapter 540: Gallic Battlefield (Part 1)

The battlefield in Gaul was filled with the smell of blood, and countless flesh and blood were splashing in the air, just like a pure meat grinder. The swordsmen who had once started a rebellion were fighting on the battlefield with the purest smiles on their faces.

Spartacus, a Thracian gladiator slave captured by Rome and belonging to a gladiator training school in Campania, escaped in 73 BC with 78 of his companions.

The Romans sent 30 soldiers in pursuit, but they were surprised and defeated by a surprise attack led by Spartacus. Slaves across the country, hearing of this victory, rose in rebellion, and the rebellion swelled to 70,000 men.

The rebels defeated the Roman army one by one and advanced north, but abandoned the Alps. They then set their sights on Sicily, but were betrayed by pirates entrusted with strait shipping and ultimately surrounded by the Romans. Spartacus was killed in this battle. It is said that his body was chopped up so badly that it was unrecognizable.

It is not surprising that this gladiator would appear on the battlefield of a rebellion against Rome. After all, this gladiator was a gladiator who had rebelled against Rome in the past, so this is normal.

“Hahahahaha————Accept my love!!!!!!!”

Although the swordsman who started the rebellion had some scars on his body, his movements were not affected at all.

The attack method is still so wild, without any rules, just continuous attack.

The swordsman didn't care about the injuries on his body at all. On the contrary, the greater the injuries, the more intense the smile on his face. It should be said that Spartacus's skills and treasures are of the type that can withstand constant damage.

With a B-rank [Glory of Abuse], the more severe the attack, the higher his fighting spirit rises, until he unleashes all his hidden strength. Rather, it could be said that he couldn't be serious unless he was severely beaten.

"Endure all the pain the enemy can inflict in order to overcome it, thereby completely defeating the enemy and achieving victory!"

——This is Spartacus’ winning tactic.

Furthermore, even without performing magic, the injury will gradually heal automatically over time.

Spartacus's Noble Phantasm, Crying Warmonger, is constantly active, converting a portion of damage received from enemies into magical energy, storing it within his body. The efficiency of this magical energy conversion increases as Spartacus's health decreases. This accumulated magical energy can be used to enhance Spartacus' abilities.

If Spartacus were beaten to the point of death, the immense magical power stored would be more than enough to destroy everything in sight. It can be used as an anti-personnel Noble Phantasm, and it can also be used as an anti-army Noble Phantasm. However, the maximum power of its self-destruction is even comparable to that of an anti-city Noble Phantasm.

So, Spartacus is this kind of desperate servant. Once he steps into the battle, he doesn't need to care about the injuries on his body until he is on the verge of death, and finally gives the opponent a fatal self-destructive attack!

The Roman soldiers were constantly slaughtered by this swordsman, and it can be said that they had no power to fight back at all.

Even if Spartacus could be harmed, it wouldn't be of much benefit.

"Give...your soul! For...my...Rome...Nero's...Rome!"

At this moment, bursts of hoarse sounds suddenly came, accompanied by gusts of strong wind, directly hitting Spartacus. Suddenly, extremely violent air waves broke out at the moment of the bombardment.

The smile on Spartacus's face did not fade as he greeted the Servant who suddenly appeared in front of him.

It can be seen that the servant who suddenly appeared is Berserker, and his thinking is obviously not that of a normal person.

He spoke incoherently, like a mad beast, which was obviously the effect of the berserk skill.

This person is obviously a Roman emperor, whose job title is Berserker!

——His name is Caligula, the third emperor of the ancient Roman Empire with a legend of brutality.

A figure of the first century AD. The uncle of Emperor Nero, initially a beloved and wise ruler, he suddenly fell under the favor of the moon—and fell into madness, ruling the empire with fear for years before his assassination.

He loves to torture people, a complete sadist. All enemies he targets will become the target of his brutality and evil deeds.

——Even in this state, he still loved Rome and Nero.

In this way, the two berserkers began to fight recklessly on the battlefield.

Just by watching quietly from a distance, one could sense the madness emanating from the two men.

For a moment, neither of the two berserkers could repel the other. Putting Caligula aside, the higher the damage Spartacus dealt, the higher his fighting spirit became. It would be extremely difficult to completely repel a berserker like this who had no regard for his life at all. The only way was to kill him completely!

"Ah-ah..." Suddenly, Caligula began to roar.

“Goddess, oh, I can see the goddess…!”

"Devour my heart, Moonlight!!"

The sun was clearly shining brightly, but a strange scene appeared. A ray of moonlight broke through the thick clouds, creating a miraculous sight of the sun and the moon shining together! The violent tyrant exuded a terrifying aura that would daunt ordinary people!

Caligula suddenly burst out with extremely terrifying power, knocking the swordsman in front of him back several steps!

This is Caligula's own Noble Phantasm—[Eat my heart, Moonlight]!

He spreads his madness through the moonlight projected from the sky, a wide-area mind-pollution attack. The source of his madness is a Noble Phantasm sublimated from the legend of the moon goddess Diana's favor and protection.

If used against an entire army, it would have extremely terrible and tragic consequences.

Just like now, all the ordinary soldiers shrouded in moonlight began to fall into frenzy.

The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a violent cage. All the soldiers began to launch a fierce attack on the enemy. And it was completely different from before. They didn't care about the pain in their bodies or whether they would be killed by the enemy. It was as if they had turned into wild beasts pursuing the most primitive fight.

Even Koizumi, who was watching this scene from a distance, covered his forehead with his hands as if he had a headache.

"Even from this distance, can I still be affected by that Noble Phantasm? This is such a headache..."

Koizumi sighed slightly and spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, I'm here! The impact has been greatly weakened!"

As Patchouli spoke, the magic book in her hand slowly opened, releasing powerful magic power.

"Um...are you all okay...Ritsuka, Mashu?"

Koizumi nodded and looked at Mashu and Ritsuka with concern. Koizumi had been very worried about these two girls because of their lack of experience. Although Mashu was a Shielder, Ritsuka was just an ordinary person. Even with the protection of the contract between her and Mashu, she would inevitably be affected by this Noble Phantasm.

"Don't worry, Koizumi-senpai, I'm fine..." Mashu nodded gently.

"I'm fine too! It must be Miss Patchouli's power..." Ritsuka also nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Koizumi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

Chapter 541: Gallic Battlefield (Part 2)

"Rome! Immortal!" Slowly, a bloated man in a red robe walked out from the army. The next moment, a deep and magnetic voice came from the fat man's mouth. The man's eyes were fixed on the battlefield in front of him, and he slowly raised the golden sword in his hand.

"Saber... Saber... She actually descended into this class. How unfortunate..."

"But even so! Rome exists within my body! I will protect Rome until the end!"

"Now, there's no doubt I'm here! I've been here, I've seen it, and therefore I can say I've won!"

The man raised the golden sword in his hand and declared that he would win!

——The man’s name is Gaius Julius Caesar!

One of the greatest heroes of ancient Rome, he gained fame during the Gallic Wars and the Britannian Expedition. As a general, he was an excellent ruler. That's why he fought as the commander of this battle!

Caesar himself possesses considerable leadership and powerful military capabilities. Even if the soldiers were driven into a frenzy, Caesar could still provide strong leadership to all the soldiers present. In an instant, the situation on the battlefield began to favor Rome.

"Ahahahahahahahahaha——all the oppressors! Let me give you equal love!"

Spartacus swung the dagger in his hand faster and faster. Every sword and every blow could take the lives of countless soldiers. There was no doubt that the combat power of the servants was beyond that of ordinary people, let alone a rebel like Spartacus.

The opponent's height alone is enough to overwhelm countless ordinary soldiers. Even without the dagger in his hand, Spartacus can still deal a fatal blow to all the soldiers present.

Huge amounts of magic power continued to accumulate in Spartacus' body, and the countless injuries gave him even greater power.

His body began to change constantly, and there was no doubt that Spartacus no longer looked like a human.

"This Noble Phantasm is truly disgusting... It keeps accumulating damage and then unleashes it all at once when he's on the verge of death... Even if I kill him, he'll still suffer significant damage in the end..."

Caesar muttered to himself, and a scarlet light flashed in his eyes, which made people feel weird.

"But—for the sake of our Rome! Please leave now!"

Spartacus kept moving towards Caesar, who was in the center of the army. The closer he got, the more terrifying the gladiators' attacks became.

The smile is so pure, but it is the swordsman with such a pure smile who possesses such terrifying power.

As if dissatisfied with the power of the dagger in his hand, the swordsman threw it away.

The next moment, the gladiator began swinging his fist, sending several ordinary soldiers flying with one punch. He even had the brains of several ordinary Roman soldiers smashed out by his fist.

Seeing this, Koizumi couldn't help but gasp in amazement. This Berserker was indeed a normal Berserker.

A Berserker like Qingji is inherently abnormal. A Berserker can understand other people's words normally, but the Berserker in front of him is like a normal Berserker in terms of fighting style and everything else.

But then again, what is this Berserker's real name? Koizumi frowned slightly.

"Should we go now? Or should we wait a while?" Patchouli looked at Koizumi in front of her.

"It's not the most critical moment yet. Rome can still contend with the enemy now! We have to wait until the battlefield situation changes before we can act! That is, after Boudica appears—"

As he said this, Koizumi's eyes sparkled, and he unconsciously crossed his arms.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Boudica should still be observing from somewhere. I can sense that the British soldiers on the field are still radiating Boudica's magical energy. If I'm not mistaken, it should be something like a protection bestowed by Boudica herself... or should I say, a skill like leadership?"

"But now that Berserker is almost deep into the Roman army! That magic power is not right!"

Ritsuka frowned slightly, feeling the magic power accumulating in Spartacus' body, and couldn't help but say so.

Koizumi couldn't help but glance at Ritsuka. Could she even sense this? Ritsuka was getting stronger a little too fast! Getting stronger wasn't always better the faster. Like Koizumi, each time he grew stronger, he needed time to consolidate his strength. While the time it took for Koizumi to consolidate his strength was short, the effort he put in was incredibly high. This was also why Koizumi was now accumulating these old ailments.

Although Koizumi is happy to see Ritsuka become stronger, it is not a good thing if Ritsuka becomes stronger too quickly!

Looks like I need to remind this guy more often... Koizumi thought to himself.

Koizumi didn't want this guy to go berserk due to an imbalance of power.

Going berserk is not a good thing, and Ritsuka is the only Master of Chaldea at the moment!

Just keep this matter in mind for now and remind Ritsuka about it later. Then, Koizumi spoke slowly.