CHAPTER XVII

Those who like her will like him very much, and may they honor her as king.

This is the charm of Nero, who stands on top of the world with a beauty unlike anyone else.

However, those who don't like her may not like her very much, such as Artoria at the moment.

"There's no point in saying anything at the moment, so let's use the sword in your hand to prove who is more suitable for Saber's position, and who should return to the Throne of Valhalla. Tightening the invisible sword in her hand, Artoria looked at Nero without a trace of emotion and said coldly.

"Since you said that you are the emperor, I believe you have no opinion, right? ”

Of course, the winner is king, and history is nothing more than words woven by the winner. Although Yu is a servant summoned in violation of regulations, he doesn't mind replacing you as the real Saber. Smiling, Nero's whole body exuded a strong confidence, and the fiery red sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, as holy as a phoenix bathed in flames.

"Hmph, who wouldn't say big things?"

With a cold snort, Artoria slammed her feet, but the hard concrete floor cracked like a spider's web under her feet, as if it was as fragile as tofu.

It seems that the power of the eruption of the petite body is not something that mortals can understand.

Artoria's figure suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only a vague shadow that could be vaguely felt in the air.

Almost instantly, he came in front of Nero, raised the invisible sword in his hand and slashed down with the sound of the howling wind.

Nero was obviously a little surprised by Artoria's speed, but he didn't panic in the slightest, and calmly raised the strange long sword in his hand to block the upcoming attack.

Immediately turned into an attack, the long sword in his hand changed his posture, and stabbed fiercely at Artoria.

"Hey, how did it get to this point?"

At this time, Nero's master, the man named Beru, stood next to him and sighed helplessly, as if he was puzzled why the situation had developed this way.

He has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Saber group, and even has plans to form an alliance with the Saber group.

After all, his goal is not the Holy Grail, so there will be no conflict between them, and even with their help, the strength of Saber's group will increase exponentially, so he is very confident that he can convince the other party to cooperate with him.

but

He looked at the two people who were fighting not far in front of him, and shook his head helplessly, saying that he really couldn't understand the woman's thoughts.

It's like there's some kind of chemical reaction, and when we meet, it's all kinds of cold and sarcasm, and now it's even more fighting.

It's like a natural mortal enemy, and everyone looks at anyone who doesn't like it.

I really don't understand, obviously I have the same beautiful face, obviously have a similar experience, why can't I get along well?

Could it be that the disgust for oneself has been transferred to people like oneself?

Perhaps it can be understood as a rejection of the same kind.

But isn't that all your plans over?

Although he is not afraid, and it is nothing to fight if he wants, but his goal is not the Holy Grail, and it is not a good thing to form a mortal enemy with Saber who has great strength at such a time.

"This beautiful young lady, won't you stop your servant?"

He knew that it was impossible for Nero to listen to his words and stop unless he used the Command Spell now, and it was not his willingness to force Nero, so he had no choice but to set his eyes on Alice Phil on the side.

"Huh? I respect Saber's choice. ”

Alice Phil didn't expect the man to choose to ask her, but after thinking that she was now Saber's master, she also hurriedly replied that she couldn't let others see that she was not Saber's real master.

"Really, what a kind young lady, after all, it is rare for a master to respect a servant so much. The man looked at Alice Fell and said with a smile.

"Thanks for the compliment, but I'm married. Smiling reservedly, Alice Fell said.

"You look so young, you don't look like you're married. "The man has given up on the idea of stopping it, he just needs to promise that there will not be a return to Valhalla now, and he has that confidence.

He's a casual person himself.,Just fight.,As long as you don't use the treasure, it's basically difficult to have a result.。

Besides, if Nero is dissatisfied because of this incident, it really outweighs the loss, and the lessons of the past cannot be ignored.

"Thank you. After politely thanking her, Alice Fell looked nervously at the two who were fighting together, with some worry on her face.

Although she has enough faith in Sabar, the aura emanating from the servant with the same face as Saber is also quite dangerous, and the Holy Grail is the meaning of birth for Alice Phil, so she can't help but be nervous.

Just when the two were inseparable, suddenly the two seemed to have discussed, and they both retreated to the rear with a very tacit understanding, returned to their respective masters, and protected them behind them.

"What's wrong? Saber?"

Alice Fell looked at Artoria, who was protecting her behind her, and although she sensed that something was wrong, she asked strangely.

"There are other Servants nearby, provoking us. Artoria said solemnly, staring ahead.

"What are you going to do?" asked Alice Fell, subconsciously tugging at Artoria's sleeve.

"Let's go and see, there's another Servant nearby, and I'm sure she won't dare to fight without any scruples. Artoria glanced at Nero across from her and said.

"Do you want to fight?"

"Of course, how could a knight run away without a fight?" Artoria asked rhetorically.

Immediately, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

"There's a third-party Servant nearby, don't fight anymore, don't let others pick up a leak, let's go and see which provocative warrior is coming. ”

At this time, Beilu also stood up at the right time and said, persuading the two of them.

Artoria and Nero didn't speak, but they put away their conceptual weapons at the same time, they both knew that they couldn't fight now, after all, neither of them was stupid, and it was impossible for them to fight in front of a third party.