In an abandoned building across the building, one of the masters of the Holy Grail War, the magician killer Kiritsugu Emiya, radios Alice Phil. Now that the situation is complicated, she and the servant-saber she summoned, Artoria Pendragon, are temporarily holding their forces still.

In the middle of the night, the faint moonlight shone on the steel building. The four servants stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was tense, and a big battle was about to break out.

However, Elizabeth didn't care at all. She walked to the center of the stage with her microphone in hand, smiled and waved at Mindy, and spoke into the microphone.

"Now that everyone is here, then my concert will begin."

"Concert?"

Skaha was visibly surprised by this. She looked at Elizabeth, who didn't seem to be joking, and actually put away the keel gun first, and leaned against a huge pillar with a funny expression.

"Interesting, let me listen to it for a while."

"Hmph. Or, let the distinguished Yu, the world's premier artist, taste your voice! ”

Skaha was the first to make a decision, and Nero was not to be outdone, re-clasping the half-unsheathed primordial fire to his waist and finding a seat as well.

Neither of them had any intention of starting a fight, and the remaining Egyptian pharaoh, the magical queen Nitokris, would not be rude.

She lifted her golden scepter engraved with the inscription on it a little on the ground, and several seats rose from the cement slabs, and sat down elegantly and politely with the little naughty.

The audience has arrived, and the actors are in place. As soon as Mindy pressed her finger, the colorful lights immediately focused on Elizabeth, who was in the center of the stage.

"Good evening, everyone! Welcome to my Elizabeth Bathory concert. I promise you that the performances will make your trip worthwhile! ”

As she made her opening remarks, Emiya Kiritsugu aimed his sniper rifle at the Imperial Lord around the stage. But when he saw them in the scope, he immediately felt a terrible threat.

Inherent Time Domination - Triple Speed!

A terrible pressure descended on Emiya Kiritsugu, oppressing his internal organs, muscles, and blood vessels, but at the same time giving him an astonishing ability to move.

He almost turned over, turned his head, and shook the gun in a fraction of a second, but was surprised to find that there was no one beside him.

"What's wrong?"

In another tall building a few hundred meters away, Emiya Kiritsugu's assistant, Maiya Kuyu, noticed that something was wrong with him and immediately asked on the radio.

"Did I just have someone nearby?"

Emiya Kiritsugu bowed his head slightly, his eyes quickly swept around, but he still found nothing.

"Didn't find it."

Kuyu Maiya's words made Emiya Kiritsugu frown deeply, could it be that he was targeted by an assassin with concealment skills?

"Cover my retreat."

In short, no matter what, I can't stay here. Emiya Kiritsugu gave the command to Kuyu Maiya, his whole body tensed, and he went downstairs vigilantly.

……

On the other side, Elizabeth took a deep breath. She spoke into the upright microphone in front of her, full of confidence and a smile.

She sings with a voice that cannot be described in human language. It was not so much a vocal performance as a young dragon roaring and a demon roaring.

Nitokris even thought it was Elizabeth launching a sonic attack, and immediately erected a defensive barrier. But when she wants to fight back, she is stopped by Naughty?

"Master?"

She looked at the little naughty with some puzzlement, but found that the little naughty looked helpless.

"Look closely, Nitokris. She's really serious about singing. ”

"What, what?!"

Hearing this, Nitokris looked at the stage in disbelief. Under Elizabeth's singing, the microphone is distorted, the sound is distorted, and even the stage seems to be overwhelmed, making a crunching sound.

However, by this time, Elizabeth had closed her eyes, excited and selfless into the song.

"Isn't that why she became a Heroic Spirit?!"

Nitokris felt that her three views were shaken.

Heroic spirits, in front of them may be all sorts of characters.

Some people may become Heroic Spirits by defeating evil dragons, and some people may become Heroic Spirits by killing demons. Some people may become heroic spirits because their legends are widely spread, and some people may become heroic spirits because they have accomplished feats that are impossible for humans.

There are heroes of noble conduct and evil spirits who have committed countless sins. There are kings who pacify troubled times, and even famous thieves and robbers.

And according to Nitokris, the singer named Elizabeth Bathory (tentatively) can become a heroic spirit with this terrible singing voice alone.

However, Nero, who was sitting next to the two, had a completely different look from them.

"Really, what a rival!"

Her face showed an expression of admiration and resistance at the same time, and her body was even swaying from side to side to the rhythm. It's obvious that I'm enjoying the music physically, but psychologically I don't want to admit defeat.

As the queen of the Shadow Country, Skaha is naturally not moved by this level of 'singing'.

"Master, this is music that only dragons and demons can enjoy, and it is far beyond the realm that ordinary people can accept."

"And what about her?"

Wang Dali looked at Nero suspiciously. He didn't feel that the other party had dragon or demon factors in his body.

In this case, even Skaha smiled slightly wryly: "According to my judgment, it is likely that this is because their singing voices are at the same level. ”

Wang Dali: "......"

Now those who dare to claim to be the world's number one singer are all this kind of characters? It's terrible, it's scary, and I can't afford to mess with it.

Mindy was also dumbfounded. I didn't expect that I swore that I was going to hold a concert for Yingling, and it would be at this level.

She sings better than this, isn't it?

But at this moment, suddenly there was a loud sound of steel knocking from downstairs. Soon, a berserker in pitch-black armor and a demonic aura rushed onto the stage.

You don't have to think about it, you can tell that it's a berserker at a glance.

“Aaaaaaaaaah————”

A chaotic roar erupted from Berserker's mouth, his frenzied gaze fixed on Nero. He picked up an I-shaped steel bar from the side, and a controlling force spread from his hands, eroding the steel bar.

The original silver-white steel bar was covered with a layer of black skin in an instant, and there were veins like blood magma running through the entire steel bar, smashing down on Nero with a whistling wind.

The Roman Emperor, who had been enjoying the music with his eyes closed, opened his eyes as bright as emerald, filled with displeased anger.

"Impudent! It is an unforgivable sin to come and disturb Yu while he is appreciating art! ”

Her long legs, wrapped in her tight pants, flicked and jumped high from her seat. In mid-air, pure white primordial fire unsheathed, shedding a dazzling silver light.