My Mom Sandy Love Song

The Assyrian empress touched Rhodes' cheek with one hand, and poked her chin with the other and smiled.

"You think I'm a whore who doesn't know how many men have slept with, so you look down on me, don't you?"

"No, I didn't think so—"

"If that's the case, don't you worry too much?"

Putting her fair white hands on her chest, the Empress said with a seductive smile, "My body is still pure.

The husbands in the past were just incompetent people who were dominated by me with magic and drugs, how could I let them touch my body.

But you are nothing like them—

It is powerful, protects me, and is also my understander.

I must have kept my purity to meet a man like you, huh?"

Semiramis did not fall in love with Rhodes, the reason why she behaved like this was purely due to the influence of Kama.

But what Rhodes said to her tonight and his recognition of her really touched the Empress's heart.

If she didn't have the slightest liking for Rhodes, even the arrow of the God of Cupid would not be so effective.

Semiramis's arm slid like a snake to the back of Rhodes' neck, pulled the man's upper body, and whispered in his ear.

"The empress who ruled the Assyrian Empire in the past wants to be with you in this dilapidated log cabin...you shouldn't refuse, right?"

"—!"

Rhodes' last string of rationality was about to collapse.

Just when he was going to forcefully push Semiramis away.

"Master Caster, let you have a good taste of the wine of my oldest assassin, Semiramis—"

Oops!

Rhodes screamed in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late.

The empress wrapped her arms around the man's neck, stared into his eyes, and whispered in his ear.

"——Noble Phantasm activated, Pride King's Wine [SikeraUsmu]."

The wine of the arrogant king is the second Noble Phantasm held by Semiramis who lost the sky garden.

Poison the surrounding environment and spread poisonous mist.

Not only can various attacks be endowed with poison attributes, but even the air and magic power itself can be poisoned.

As the oldest assassin of mankind, Semiramis can create any type of poison in the world in the atmosphere.

Whether it is the snake venom that poisoned the hero in Greek mythology, or the poisonous flower in Indian mythology.

Of course, [All poisons in the world] also include poisons that are not aimed at killing——

For example, the potion used by the witch in British legend to seduce the king.

"...Assassin, you should have realized that you did this kind of thing to me."

Rhodes, who had completely inhaled the poisonous poison, said so in a cold voice with vermilion fierce light in his eyes.

As expected of the potion developed by my beloved wife Morgan Le Fay, it has a 1000% special attack multiplier for me.

Obviously, the brain is about to boil, but the reason is extremely clear.

Semiramis smiled sweetly: "Yes...hehe. Please punish my concubine properly, Lord Caster?"

Rhodes didn't speak anymore, he easily picked up the Assyrian Empress, and walked straight to the dilapidated wooden bed in the corner of the wooden house.

……

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The sky garden where the mistress is absent.

Between the bright thrones, there stood six figures.

The red Servants were immersed in the great battle they had just seen with vision magic.

"Hey hey hey, it's real...that great Romanian hero—Vlad III was instantly killed!

Father Kotomine, didn't you say that the Black Lancer is the strongest enemy in this Holy Grail War? "

Rider—— Achilles' calm voice echoed in the empty hall.

Shirou Kotomine nodded, and said with a tense face, "That's right.

The fighting power he displayed in the battle just now is undoubtedly worthy of the title of strongest, you are the clearest about this, Rider. "

"It's not that Lnacer is not strong enough, but—Caster is too out of line."

Karna closed his eyes and said calmly.

Sure enough...is this your true strength, Caster?

When they met for the first time, Karna actually had a premonition.

In his opinion, the solar aura emanating from the Heroic Spirit, Aleister Crowley, surpassed that of Father God Surya.

The calmness with which he instantly killed the Black Lancer lightly made the great hero think of Galgi.

"Tsk...Caster, what an annoying guy."

The usually taciturn girl opened her mouth.

The cold and dry night wind unique to late autumn blew Atalanta's long hair. The Greek huntress stared at the face of Aleister Crowley in the magic image, and her cute animal ears twitched slightly.

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

asked Achilles, with his arms folded behind his head, staring at Atalanta's face.

"What's wrong?"

"No... sis, your face is so scary, is that Caster an acquaintance of yours?"

After being reminded by Rider, Atalanta realized that she was biting her lip, frowning, and even clenched her fists tightly.

"do not know."

The huntress replied quickly and coldly: "I don't know the Black Caster."

"...Uh, is that right? That's right, they were British 100 years ago. How did you know each other?"

Yes, I don't know any Mysterious King.

Atalanta stared at Aleister Crowley's face, a face she had never seen before.

What he uses is definitely not the magic system handed down from Hecate, the goddess of magic.

but--

Caster's domineering expression in front of the city of Mirenia hurt Atalanta deeply.

With that shameful attitude of treating others as a game without putting others in their eyes at all, Caster reminded the girl of another person.

The guy who has been favored by Venus since the distant mythological age.

Relying on the Goddess of Beauty's doting on him, he got three golden apples from the Goddess.

The boy who played with the girl wantonly and made the girl make a fool of herself in a contest where the marriage was a bet... and then abandoned her after winning, abandoned her marriage and ran away.

boom--!

Gritting her teeth, Atalanta shattered the marble columns of the Throne Hall with one punch.

"I'm tired, go back and rest."

After dropping these words, the hairy Archer transformed into a spirit body and disappeared without a trace.

"……oh oh."

Achilles stared dumbfounded at the marble that had been smashed into a big hole, and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You really know each other, right?"

"By the way, the regular contact from Assassin hasn't arrived yet?"

Shakespeare asked Father Shiro, who shook his head solemnly.

"It's still the same as before, I can't get in touch no matter what. There is no response to the text sent here."

Although Rhodes defeated Vlad III in the previous battle and retreated, it cannot be ignored that Semiramis was also seriously injured.

Suffering the splash damage from 【Executive King】, the Assyrian Queen's delicate body was penetrated.

Father Shirou recalled how his Servant was bleeding profusely and passed out in the arms of the black magician, and he was very worried.

As the Master of Assassin, he can feel the thread of cause and effect that connects the two and transmits magic power.

Semiramis is still there, but after being seriously injured, the spirit base reaction is much weaker than yesterday.

Be all right, Assassin.

Father Shiro prayed in his heart.

For him, this Holy Grail War is a wish that he has devoted 70 years of his life and must be fulfilled.

And Semiramis was the first to respond to his wish and understand his wish.

It would be a lie to say that there is no emotion at all, and that it is only treated as a tool or a familiar.

Father Shirou thought to himself, the so-called companions who understand each other and are full of tacit understanding refer to the relationship between himself and Assassin.

It was precisely because of his trust in her that Father Shiro sent her to Aleister's side as an undercover agent.

Semiramis is a person worthy of all his trust.

"I'm really sorry for her..."

The boy murmured in embarrassment.

Although it is said to be a part of the alliance, the fact that he treats her as a tool has not changed.

As a result, Semiramis suffered such a serious injury, how should he apologize afterwards?

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada doesn't understand love.

But in his opinion, this Assyrian empress must be irreplaceable for him——