My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

"This is Red Berserker, the rebel..."

On the Milenian Fortress, Vlad III frowned. Even as proud as he was, he couldn't help but reveal some fear when faced with the scene of self-destruction that made his mouth dry.

"Even if you are captured by Yu, do you still want to destroy Yu's country?"

The other servants were not much better. Even the famous sage from the Age of Gods could not help but be moved when faced with such a scene. It was not because of the overwhelming power - the forbidden technique of the Witch from the Age of Gods could also achieve this level, but It's because of Spartacus' identity.

He was just a gladiator. People only remember him because of the rebellion, and they don’t know much about Spartacus’s past life. But Spartacus just used his own will to transform himself into destruction. and insurrectionary devices.

For such a noble and reckless will, Chiron had to pay the deepest respect.

Back then, he came to Milenia Castle alone... In other words, at that time, he had the idea of ​​dying with the enemy, right?

Fiore's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but clenched the armrests of her wheelchair. Even the followers were horrified, let alone little magicians like them.

Just imagining being affected by the aftermath makes my heartbeat almost stop.

However, there is also a strange pair of masters and slaves in Black's array.

"Rider, what's going on over there?"

"Let's take a look...oh, is that the red Berserker over there? I remember that he had grown very big before he escaped back. I didn't expect it to explode!"

One was just asking out of curiosity, and the other was answering very seriously - the only ones who could still communicate as if nothing had happened under such destruction were Afu, whose rationality had evaporated, and his naturally stupid master, Siege.

The conversation between master and slave made the rest of the black team wake up. Vlad III glanced at the two people who were talking and laughing, and his eyes fell on Sieg's command spell that had lost a stroke. He snorted coldly, but finally failed. Say more.

Rewards and punishments are the basic principles of being a king.

Although the magic furnace heart (Sieg) with legs ran away and Astolfo still resisted his orders, this inconspicuous knight was fighting alongside him in this battle, and Sieg even used the Command Seal to replace him. Black rescued a servant.

In this case, let's forget about the past, not to mention that this android girl has become the Master, and it is even more impossible to become a victim of Caster's Noble Phantasm, otherwise the gain will not be worth the loss.

It’s just that it will take a long time for Avisbronn to find suitable materials...

As the leader of the black side, Vlad III was still worrying about trivial matters, but Chiron did not need to think so much. After confirming that Siegfried was okay, he looked at Sieg with some relief.

The extremely fragile artificial man he saved has now awakened and become a master who can take charge of his own role.

Even though he had not taught her anything, Chiron was still quite satisfied as a teacher. He spoke gently and explained the situation there for Sieg:

"Rider is right. To be precise, this is the effect of the Noble Phantasm of Red Berserker Spartacus. It should be the type that can withstand attacks and release them all at once, just like the life of this gladiator... Of course, we have to thank our Miss Assassin, who used an incredible Noble Phantasm to resist Spartacus' attack."

Chiron's introduction was much better than that of Alfred. Not only Sieg, but all the Masters and Servants present were holding their breath and waiting for Chiron's judgment.

Artoria didn't hide it when she liberated the Noble Phantasm. With her 'independent Utopia', it was enough to guess her real name.

"——If I guess correctly, Assassin is the famous King Arthur, the ideal king in the legend of ancient Britain."

Chiron looked at the sixth director Lingxia who was walking slowly, and Lingxia smiled and nodded, confirming his judgment.

As soon as this judgment came out, everyone in Black immediately exclaimed.

"King Arthur? Is it actually that King Arthur?!" Vlad III looked shocked and subconsciously looked at the sixth director Lingxia.

If you are talking about that beautiful and edible girl... Sixth Director Lingxia smiled and affirmed.

"It's unbelievable... No wonder Shuo Yue is no match for her!" Chiron thought thoughtfully.

You may not believe it, but this stupid king really listens to Mr. Shuo Yue's opinions... Lingxia maintained a spring-like smile.

"Well, even I have heard the story of King Arthur." Avisbron pondered.

I'm really sorry for asking you to pretend to be stupid, Mr. Gabirol, although I can't see your expression behind the mask...

"Oh, I know that too! Charlie also said that he admires King Arthur quite a bit!"

Charlie? Is it Charlemagne? I didn’t expect Tolia’s mother to be so popular... Ah, should I respect her more?

Naturally, Lingxia is a hindsight. When Dai Mao heard the compliments from everyone on the black side, he might show a humble smile, but if Lingxia's attitude towards her became obviously respectful, then she would definitely be secretly happy while not used to it, right?

Even in Romania, the legend of King Arthur is quite famous, at least much more familiar than the Archduke of Wallachia or the Forest Sage of Greece... The older generation even said that King Arthur never died but just fell asleep. Will he return to save the people in times of crisis? You can imagine how popular the story of King Arthur is.

"But I remember that King Arthur is not a male? But Miss Assassin is clearly a female." Astolfo said straightforwardly.

"But that's the fact, and Miss Assassin is also very good-looking." Sieg kept nodding, looked at Astolfo, and said in unison:

"History is so profound..."

Everyone on the black team was helpless towards this pair of idiots. Although they were inevitably surprised, looking at the fuss made by Zig and Afu, they always felt that it would be embarrassing to be like them.

"After returning the Holy Sword, the dying King Arthur was carried by several mysterious fairies on a boat to Avalon, saying that he was finally buried there. Could the so-called 'independent Utopia' be the embodiment of this legend? Now..."

Corless murmured, and Fiore thought for a moment and said doubtfully: "But, I remember that the legendary King Arthur abides by the spirit of chivalry, is kind, upright, benevolent, and loyal... he shouldn't be an assassin."

Isn’t the so-called assassin an existence that runs counter to chivalry?

Just as Lingxia was about to speak, Vlad III spoke calmly, responding to Fiore's doubts.

"Maybe it's because King Arthur is so famous. There are countless versions of her story spread in later generations, and it's not surprising even if there are acts similar to murder."

For the Archduke of Wallachia, who had suffered conspiracies and used despicable means himself, this kind of thing was completely normal.

"But no matter what, she is a part of our Black side, and it is she who allows our Black side's fortress to be preserved - as long as you confirm this, she is a trustworthy person."

As Vlad III said to Master Danik before, not having capable subordinates has always been his worry during his lifetime, and now not only the sages of ancient Greece, but also the victorious king of Britain are under his command— —It’s a good thing that he didn’t throw up his face and laugh regardless of his manners, so how could he have any doubts about the stupid job agency?

"Look! Spartacus's explosion trajectory seems to have changed!"

Suddenly, Astolfo exclaimed. He stretched out his hand to trace the outline of the famous distant place, and said uncertainly:

"That one, it seems like... it's flying towards that courtyard in the sky?"

Hearing Astolfo's guess, Chiron perked up and quickly used his inherent skill 'clairvoyance' to examine it carefully. After a while, he came up with a rigorous result.

"Yes, it seems that Assassin...that is, Miss King Arthur is using the Noble Phantasm to push the red Berserker back. If it can be sent to the Sky Courtyard before Spartacus completely explodes, it will definitely cause an extremely serious blow to the red side. ”

Hearing this, everyone on the black side suddenly became energetic. Vlad III nodded, the approval in his eyes undisguised.

For Black, it is obviously extremely difficult for Red to have a flying courtyard. While it has high maneuverability, it is also quite difficult to deal with.

If Artoria could successfully use her strength to destroy the sky garden, it would undoubtedly be a great achievement!

"Well done, Assassin!"

The Archduke of Wallachia stood at the top of the city, watching the destruction in the distance running towards the sky courtyard at a speed visible to the naked eye. The joy on his face could not be concealed, and his trust in Arturia gradually increased.

Heroes on the red side, you see, this is my powerful arm, it is our black side’s counterattack!

Even if the gladiators rebel, we can stop them safely!

That is to say, the Grand Duke does not understand modern jokes, otherwise he would have shouted that sentence:

How to lose when flying dragon rides on the face!

The excited Black team did not notice that Lingxia, the sixth director standing silently at the back, was smiling faintly.

Everything is going as Mr. Shuo Yue expected.