Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

She was so arrogant that she ignored the advice of her loyal ministers, and forged that huge theater.

Belongs to her, the flamboyant golden theater.

Seal all the exits, and let those poor people listen to her singing.

Such a crime, even being betrayed, is a matter of course, not to mention so many sins committed by doing whatever they want.

Nero, the tyrant of Rome, for the so-called selfishness, would not feel any guilt even if he exhausted the power of the people.

Unlike the 'overlord' represented by Iscanbul, it has nothing to do with the 'ruler' represented by Gilgamesh.

Nero's concept is the kingship called 'tyrant'.

Whether it's the suppression of the Senate or the atrocities against her own subjects, the girl named Nero is worthy of the title of that tyrant.

"In Yu's life, there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

That voice was full of aloofness and arrogance, and that brilliant scarlet girl, like a mandala blooming on the other side, exuded a dazzling majesty.

Beneath the graceful and luxurious figure is an extremely proud heart and an unprecedented domineering self.

The guy named Nero, this so-called Heroic Spirit, is just such a terrible guy who is at odds with universal values.

Or, it should be honored as an artist comparable to "Apollo, the god of music".

"Whether it's against his own subjects or those damned traitors, Yu never feels that there is any point of failure."

The girl said lightly, and she was tasting the fine wine of Gilgamesh.

"No matter what, no matter what, what Yu means is kingship, and all subjects must follow Yu's will!"

Listening to such words, such a harsh and domineering tone, the corner of the Knight King's mouth could not help showing disgust.

"So, you are the king who was overthrown by your own subjects."

Iskanbul spoke the heart of the Knight King, his face was full of playfulness.

Such a slightly tense words were uttered from the extremely rough man's mouth, but the hostility in it was ignored by the few people present.

Perhaps, that is the 'affinity' meant by Alexander the Conqueror.

"Is that about the betrayal of those scum?"

With a hint of surprise, Nero looked at the King of Conquerors in front of him, and couldn't help asking.

In her words, not to mention embarrassment, even the slightest bit of shame did not exist.

"It's just Yu's mistake. If we cut the weeds and root out thoroughly when suppressing again, we won't have such troubles."

Unaware of his mistake at all, Nero's words carried obvious arrogance.

"Is that so, really doing whatever you want."

Iscambul said softly, with a slight smile on his face.

"Of course, there is nothing that can check and balance the majesty of the king. Isn't this a matter of course?"

While speaking nonchalantly, Nero sat hard on the marble under him.

"You really deserve to be a damned tyrant!"

The King of Knights yelled at the monarch named Nero with a slightly angry tone, but what responded to her was an incomparably contemptuous smile.

"Don't pretend to be smart, you little girl who doesn't understand anything."

There was obvious contempt and a little disgust in Nero's words.

"As a king, isn't that a matter of course? Whether it's a tyrant or a virtuous king, it's just the comments of those descendants."

She gently picked up the gold-polished wine glass in her hand, picked up the jug and poured the wine for herself, and then said nonchalantly.

"The history written by the victors, and the us shaped by that history, how can there be any truth at all. Justice or evil are just one-sided words."

Hearing such words, Arturia couldn't help biting her silver teeth lightly, with a little killing intent on her face, but she couldn't hide the panic in her eyes.

"Sophistry, as a tyrant, don't you enjoy exploiting your subjects?"

Looking at the moonlight in the cup, the corner of Nero's mouth could not help but draw a little sarcasm.

"Is that so, isn't the minister of a virtuous king dependent on the people?"

The atmosphere gradually became solemn, and the surging killing intent twisted and collided between the two.

At this moment, no matter whether it was Nero or the King of Knights, their identical faces bore obvious killing intent.

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Seeing that the momentum was already tense, the Conqueror King Iskanbul couldn't help showing a little wry smile.

"This situation is really helpless."

He sighed slightly, but with some expectations.

After all, as kings, it is not uncommon for them to kill for their own ideals.

"However, don't you care about the bastards over there, after all, it's your banquet, are you going to be disturbed by such bastards?"

Gilgamesh looked at the incomparably deep night, and said lightly.

As if feeling something, Iskanbul could not help showing a little bit of bitterness.

"What a boring guy. As a subject, he can't understand the king. He really deserves to die."

While saying this, he did not try to persuade the Knight King and Nero who were about to start the battle, but drew out his short sword and pointed it at the dark night.

 …

At this moment, several kilometers away.

In Fuyuki City, on a towering building.

That heroic spirit named 'Knight of the Bow'.

Nameless, Alaya's hound.

At this moment, the unknown black longbow was in his hand.

The spiral-like arrow was resting firmly on the slender bowstring.