Early the next morning.

The army marched again towards the city of Rome.

Because Artoria's holy sword has more purifying effects, the remaining recalcitrant cities have been subdued by us without difficulty.

And since it had just been repaired last night, we did not stop in the surrendered city, but rushed all the way to the direction of the city of Rome.

In the evening, British troops besieged the city of Rome.

——

"Your Majesty, the defensive crusaders in the Roman city ahead should be less than 10,000 people, and we will definitely win the siege at this moment!"

The scouts in front came to talk back to us.

Originally, we thought that after the first recalcitrant city was purified by the Holy Sword, King Lionheart would understand that such resistance was useless and concentrate his forces on the city of Rome.

Because the city of Rome was in charge of it himself, the purifying power of the holy sword could not work.

But to our surprise, the Lionheart didn't react as if he hadn't been rewarded at all.

Now the entire Roman Empire has almost fallen, and the vast majority of soldiers have rebelled.

Today, the tens of thousands of Britons we brought with us alone are enough to take the city of Rome completely!

"Okay, first order everyone to repair outside the city, and wait for the attack order."

Artoria nodded, but was not impulsive.

This is also the strategy we agreed on early on, and if we are not absolutely sure that we will control the Lionheart, we will definitely not be able to enter easily.

Although we have an absolute advantage in the number of Heroic Spirits, if the Lionheart attacks ordinary soldiers because of our negligence, then it is inevitable that there will be casualties.

It is the consensus of each of us to send everyone on the expedition back safe and sound as much as possible.

——

After the scout stepped down, we began to discuss the front.

This time, there were only four people involved: me, Artoria, Nero, and Joan of Arc.

People like Iskandar and Gilgamesh are self-accustomed guys who have long been tired of attending meetings. So, we kept the number of people to a minimum, and only found people who had to be part of the discussion.

Happily, Nero and Joan of Arc had a slightly better relationship.

- Probably Nero also thanked Joan of Arc for recognizing the identity of King Lionheart.

"Hmm...... Why hasn't the Lionheart moved yet, and the army has already hit his city, isn't he in a hurry? Nero said with some urgency, "If I had changed to Yu, I am afraid that he would have personally dispatched it from the beginning!" ”

"Lionheart's reaction was indeed a little too negative...... It's unpredictable......" Joan of Arc also frowned slightly, "but attacking the city is not the first choice, so whether it is a British soldier or a Roman soldier, it will inevitably kill and wound a lot." Moreover...... After all, this is the capital of Rome, and if it is too badly destroyed, even if it is taken over, it will be a great loss. ”

"So, it's still a matter of King Lionheart, if there is a way to capture him alive or even kill him, the current deadlock can be broken immediately." Artoria waited for the two of them to finish speaking, and then nodded lightly, "As long as the Lionheart King can come forward, it's easy to say anything, if not, lead him out......"

"Your Majesty! Lionheart is out of the gates! ”

At this time, suddenly a soldier opened the curtain first, rushed in and shouted.

Rub and go!

The three girls stood up at the same time, their eyes on him.

"Let's go, it's time to deal with him!"

I said with a deep breath.

"Good!"

Everyone said in unison.

——

When we arrived at the front of the battle, we saw a man standing in front of the city gate.

He had short blond hair mixed with a hint of red, and he was wearing silver armor, and he stood like a ray of sunshine.

From the outside, it seemed like a boy who wasn't much older than me, but strangely enough, despite his military uniform, he was completely bare-handed and unarmed.

At this moment, he calmly looked at the approaching British army, as if it was just ordinary grass and trees in front of him, and he was not flustered.

"Damn! You are the despicable villain who took away the throne of Emperor Yu! Nero was the first to hold back, jumped out and pointed at the other and shouted, "Get down on your knees and order all the soldiers to surrender!" In this way, maybe Yu will spare your life and sentence him to life imprisonment! ”

"Hehe......"

However, the other party just glanced at Nero, smiled and did not speak.

"Wow, wow, wow! Performer, did you see that? That guy actually dared to ignore Yu! Yu couldn't help it! I can't help it! Yu is going to go up and kill him now! “

Nero was immediately angry and screamed, drew his red sword and prepared to rush forward.

"Nero, you ......"

I tried to stop it, but Joan of Arc gently grabbed my hand.

"It's okay, let her go, there shouldn't be any danger."

As a result, Nero was not hindered, and rushed in front of the other party with a few strokes of the speed of the Heroic Spirit.

"Lie down for Yu!"

Nero shouted loudly, and the primordial flame in his hand slashed diagonally towards the opponent's chest!

Rub!

A slight metallic sound sounded, and Nero's eyes widened.

The other party only raised two fingers slightly, which was to clamp the blade of Nero's hand in it, and made it impossible for the latter to move forward a single inch!

"Thou ...... Thou shalt ...... this guy."

Nero's body trembled slightly, and there was something wrong with his voice.

"It's a pity...... Is this the only level of the dignified Roman emperor? ”

The other party glanced at Nero casually, and a clear voice came out casually.

"It's disappointing."

"Damn! Don't despise Yu like this! Yu's true skills, you haven't seen it at all! ”

Nero gritted his teeth in anger and retreated, pulling away.

The other party also had no intention of pursuing at all, just stood in place with his arms crossed, observing Nero as if watching a play.

"Bloom! Invite to the Golden Theatre! ”

Nero raised the red sword in his hand high, and the magic power in his body bloomed.

Suddenly, the circular realm that only Joan of Arc, Artoria, and other heroic spirits could see, completely enveloped each other.

"Oh, that's a bit interesting......"

The other party's eyelids seemed to lift slightly.

"Hmph, stop talking big! You've completely fallen into Yu's Noble Phantasm Golden Theater, which can't be broken from within! You can't do anything in the rest of the realm, just tie your hands and catch it! ”

The corners of Nero's mouth lifted confidently, and he looked like he had won the battle.

"Absolutely unbreakable? Is it? ”

The smile on the other party's face was a little more, and he didn't know what he was making fun of.

"I don't think so."

As he spoke, the man took out a small, ordinary cross from his bosom and grasped it in his hand.

"Hmph, do you plan to pray for yourself before you die? Maybe Yu is a magnanimous emperor, so let's satisfy you! ”

Nero hummed softly.

"Not good! Nero come back quickly! Can't stay there any longer! ”

However, Joan of Arc, who was in the military formation, changed his face drastically, and rushed to the front and shouted at Nero.