The gentle stream of light was liberated at close range, and Caligula, who had no time to defend himself, took the blow head-on.

From the outside, the dark shadow of Caligula after being engulfed could be faintly seen, flying in the sky, and finally landing on the ground.

"Good!"

Regardless of whether it would upset the Romans, Rika Fujimaru applauded Siegfried loudly.

In the stands not far away, Jing Ke, a woman in white who was half leaning on the railing, was looking at the noisy group with helpless and emotional eyes.

She held a very Chinese-style wine gourd in her hand, brought the spout to her lips, poured it into a big mouthful, and spit out a breath mixed with ambiguity and the taste of alcohol.

"Knowing nothing is sometimes a blessing."

Jing Ke sighed so emotionally.

Yes, this is also Jing Ke's plan.

According to legend, before Jing Ke assassinated Qin, he made quite a plan, found a friend, borrowed a map, and prepared the famous Mrs. Xu dagger at that time, by the way, although the original owner of this dagger was called Mrs. Xu, but it was a man.

With complete preparation, in the end, because the companion was not his friend, but the accompanying Qin Wuyang selected by Yan Guo, he fell short in the end.

(So, we can't afford to let the plan slip through the cracks this time.) ）

She thought so as she continued to pour herself wine.

When the wine enters her chest, it will turn into a warm power, and for a while, she actually wanted to sing a little, but thinking that the occasion must be wrong now, she gave up.

Anyway, there will be nothing else to do in the afternoon, and before the arrival of the Great Nero Sacrifice tomorrow, he is in a state of complete nothingness, and the plan is perfect, only the others agree.

Last time, because of the battle of will, he did not act according to the original plan, gave up his trusted friend, and chose Qin Wuyang, this time, he must follow the predetermined plan and get Chaldean support.

She was sure of it.

For this reason, she fought hard in the previous battle, and helped Siegfried defeat the black-haired rider. That rider is also a world-renowned warrior, and in the previous gladiatorial fights, everyone's real names were almost exposed, that is, the Chaldeans have not noticed.

Ushiwakamaru.

Maybe someone doesn't quite know who this person is.

That name is a different name.

Gen Yoshijing.

Yes, that black-haired rider is Japan's famous military general, Gen Yoshitsune. With exaggerated martial arts, the great hero of the Battle of Genping, he is known as the famous general of the King of Chana.

As a Servant, the level is very high, and it is also a high-speed Servant that Siegfried is not good at dealing with.

Jing Ke tried hard to make the Chaldeans fully realize that the Roman emperor was not something that ordinary people could deal with. Fortunately, in the end, Siegfried still faced Caligula.

(Look closely, His Majesty the Emperor, he won't die so easily.) ）

Jing Ke sighed, mixed with the alcohol around him, with slightly drunk blood, and looked at the gladiatorial arena again.

The figure of Caligula who was beaten away can be described as tragic.

Not all berserkers have that kind of invincible muscle armor.

Although Caligula was covered in muscles, he couldn't resist the blow of the treasure, and the muscles all over his body were burned, and the blood was mixed with muscle fibers, giving people a bloody and terrifying feeling, just like a living person who was bitten to death by a zombie in a horror movie.

Turning into a bloody man, he rolled on the ground three or five times, shook his short blue hair, shook his spirits, and actually got up again!

As he scrambled to his feet, the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's Caligula...... No, that's the Emperor's Servant, a special skill that only unreasonable Servants have: [Emperor's Privileges].

Because he is the emperor, he claims to have many privileges.

This skill is the most perfect embodiment of His Majesty the Emperor's unreasonableness.

Because of this skill, he is not [a] skill.

When power is needed, it is [Strange Force].

When durability is needed, it is stubborn.

When you need to ride a horse, it's a ride.

When it needs to be observed, it is clairy.

This is a skill that His Majesty the Emperor will possess as long as he asserts that he should have a skill.

That is, unreasonable.

Extremely unreasonable.

Caligula was fine, he was in a state of madness, an ability that was only more ferocious for him, more sustained durability, and more high-speed recovery.

This skill can be said to be a special ability similar to the gold finger in the game.

Of course, the premise of this skill is that you must have [corresponding literacy], but for combat, what is really needed is attack, defense and recovery.

"It's worthy of Uncle Yu, and he's still as brave as before!"

Nero, who sat in the golden chair, locked his azure eyes on Caligula's figure. His Majesty the Emperor, who is passionate about everything but always has a hard time sustaining, has forgotten about Mordred's previous gladiatorial final, and has devoted himself and body to Caligula's struggle. Cheer him on loudly.

Beside Emperor Nero, Catherine, dressed in black, giggled, and whispered in the ear of Emperor Nero: "Your Majesty, although I am on the rise, I have some personal matters that I have to deal with......

"Huh?! Obviously now...... Hawkers, okay, Yu Zhun ~ A lot of joy is also Rome! You can go for it~"

Emperor Nero rolled his eyes and readily agreed.

Catherine smiled slightly, bowed back, and the figure took two steps into the shadows of the palace, and the whole person turned into a mass of mud-like substance, melted into the shadows, and disappeared.

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(Caligula is not there, Guards...... No problem, can't stop my sword. At this distance, the royal lord of Chaldea will not be involved...... Very good. There's no reason to stop me this time. ）

The white-haired, red-clothed archer, who was on standby in the corner of the arena, thought to himself.

His falcon-like eyes quickly looked at Alash, and Arash also glanced back at him with a sharp heart, and his gaze met, which was only an exchange that could only be done by a servant with ultra-long-distance observation powers such as clairvoyance.

Arash's meaning is also obvious: don't affect us, and it won't stop you.

The red-clothed archer drew his big bow and waved his right hand, and a dazzling sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is probably his treasure. Gorgeous brilliance and abundant magic flow up and down.

Although it is difficult to let go of the fact that the treasure in Arcehr's hand is a sword, it is only that the requirements of the Archer rank are to be good at shooting, not just using a bow and arrow. Don't worry about it.

He opened his bow, took his sword, and the blade of the sword turned into a slender arrow in his hand, and he aimed at Emperor Nero, who had risen from his golden chair and stepped two steps onto the balcony to watch his uncle fight, and fired the arrow in his hand.

The silver brilliance turned into a handsome silver arc, aiming at Emperor Nero and flying over!