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"A rare war must be fought vigorously, right?" the empress said with a coquettish smile.

Well, that's what you said, but you clearly built the castle with the intention of defending it, so why are you saying something like that again?"

Facing the helpless Achilles, Semiramis chuckled.

"Defend the city? You got the premise wrong. My Noble Phantasm, 'Vanity's Sky Garden', is not for defense, but for offense."

Semiramis said this and placed his hand on the gem inlaid in the armrest of the throne. In an instant, the ground began to tremble slightly.

Is it an earthquake? Except for Shuo Yue, who had expected this, all the servants looked at each other. However, this kind of vibration suddenly stopped after it intensified.

"Haha, look outside."

Hearing what the empress said, everyone except her ran out of the throne room. The earthquake just now was obviously caused by her intentionally, but for what reason——

"What--?!"

There were two people who were speechless immediately, namely Achilles and Atalanta. Shakespeare was so moved that he showed a happy expression. Amakusa, who usually tried to remain indifferent, also had a rare twinkling of eyes. Even Karna slightly opened his eyes and looked down.

The stone floor on which they stood opened up a wide expanse of space beneath it.

In other words, they are in a state of floating in mid-air, and this vanity garden is literally floating in the air...! ! !

"Are you surprised? Of course, in terms of speed, it can't be considered fast."

The empress had a hint of pride in these words, but at the same time she looked at Shuo Yue with some dissatisfaction.

"It's you who dare to look like you're not surprised."

"The Empress of Assyria, the oldest poisoner, you are most famous for many legends, and the false hanging garden is naturally one of them."

Facing the empress' question, Shuo Yue shrugged indifferently.

"Although I am also very dissatisfied, there is nothing I can do about it. After all, I have been mentally prepared for it."

As he said this, Shuoyue squinted his eyes at the scenery of the courtyard and the starry sky in the middle of the night. Although he said that he didn't care, there was still a captivating gleam in his eyes.

Vanity does not necessarily mean fragility. No, at the moment of collecting materials and completing the treasure, at least in this era, vanity has turned into reality.

A Noble Phantasm with a level up to EX——While Black was holding on to the city and had nothing to do, Red used everything it had to make this impossible possible.

All the hard work paid off, and now, it's Black's turn to bear the price.

"Then everyone, please prepare to fight. If we advance at this speed, it will take about seven hours until Black, who is stationed in the fortress, can see us."

Everyone was silent. Of course, it's not because of fear. It was just because they heard the empress remind them of a specific number like "seven hours" that they felt a surge of fighting spirit in their hearts.

In this way, the pre-war mobilization of the Red Team was declared over, and the servants returned to their rooms with their own thoughts. Sakutsuki also contacted the Sixth Guide Lingxia on the Black Team as soon as possible, intending to inform them of the information about the Red Team and prepare for the next action.

I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered the early videos recorded by the great artist Zao Heizi. At that time, there was always a cartoon image of the empress wearing a miner's hat and holding a pickaxe. If the empress built the sky garden in this state... haha.

Chapter 453 Father and son recognize each other, there is a long way to go

Chapter 454 Father and son recognize each other, there is a long way to go

"Anyway, this is what happened. The Red Team has finally made the final preparations and is now manipulating the garden to rush towards you.

When Sakutuki said this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. This was not because of Amakusa's strategy or the Empress's Noble Phantasm, but because of his excitement and anxiety about the future.

Amakusa bets everything on the next battle, and doesn't Shuo Yue regard it as the key to the blue team's expansion?

But the accident that happened in Sighisoara taught Shuo Yue a lesson. You never know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident. In this case, all the blue team has to do is to be fully prepared.

"Liberate your true name, my king."

After deducing the battle situation for the third time, Shuo Yue finally made the final decision.

"No matter what, the red team's combat power is far better than that of the black team. What's more, Sieg is about to arrive on the black team, and we don't know what will happen... When the black team is at a disadvantage, a victorious king The emergence of it will definitely bring excellent results.”

"I understand." Artoria also understood the key to this all-out battle and responded with a serious face.

"Then, let's review the goals to be achieved in this war—"

In the projection of magic, the young man stood up, his golden eyes shining brightly,

"One, destroy the aerial garden, or force Karna to sacrifice his armor and use the strongest blow."

Artoria said in a deep voice:

"Secondly, the two leaders of the black side, Vlad III and Darnik, must die in this war."

Sixth Director Lingxia smiled softly:

“Third: The Blue Camp exchanges identities with the Red and Black camps to absorb resources to the greatest extent possible and strengthen itself.

This is a big network that Shuo Yue has painstakingly compiled, and he does not allow anyone to break away from it.

After the business discussion was over, everyone in Lan Fang relaxed. Shuo Yue seemed to have remembered something and asked casually: "Where is little Jack?"

"She seems to be getting along well with me recently." Altria recalled the harmonious scene of little Jack and Ken's mother talking and listening at the same time, and couldn't help but smile. "She even chased Fiore and called her mom, which scared her so much that she jumped out of the window in her dress and ran away."

"After Fiore ran away, little Jack was lost for a long time." Lingxia added, "And for some reason, she never called Astolfo mom, and even shouted that 'she already has a mom.' It's also very strange, after all, she already has many mothers."

"Really?" Looking at the two girls enthusiastically sharing interesting stories about their 'daughter', Shuoyue pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Others are fine, but Frankenstein, I hope little Jack will have less contact with him."

Suddenly silent, Lingxia and Daimao both understood the meaning of Shuo Yue's words.

"Ah."

"I understand."

But speaking of his daughter, Shuoyue remembered another thing that was also a problem. "

"Me?" Artoria reacted conditionedly, but quickly reacted, "You mean... Mordred?"

"Yes, she and Lion Robbery are actually the most difficult variables to control in our plan. Although they belong to the Red Team, it is not an exaggeration to regard them as the fourth camp." At this point, Shuoyue stared at Daimao meaningfully, "Before the war, tricking them to Sighisoara was already the limit, but it's a pity that someone is useless and didn't reveal his identity.

As a result, the fake show came true, Mordred came out, Mordred had a fight, and Mordred went back cursing.

Q: Where is the blue camp?

"So, while there is still some time tonight, I think it is necessary to conduct special training for my king." Shuo Yue concluded.

"Special training?" Artoria's hair trembled, and she felt a bad premonition.

Soon, she heard Shuo Yue say: "Let's start with the most basic title, for example - son."

Looking at Altria so calmly, Shuoyue said, "Come on, shout and see."

"What?!" Daimao was horrified, and subconsciously wanted to leave, but was caught by Lingxia.

"I've really never seen Altria yell like that. Come on, come on. If it really doesn't work, my daughter can do it. Just think of it as saying it to little Jack."

But it was so sudden... and there was no preparation at all... Aren’t you embarrassed, Mr. Shuoyue?

Altria looked at the expressionless young man and suddenly reacted.

Yes, how could the assassin react to such a thing?

Shuoyue is cold, Liudao Lingxia is natural, which means that the only one who would really feel embarrassed is her, Altria.

"I...that..."

Her cheeks were burning, and her heart was beating so hard. Was this because of that taboo name, or because the person in front of her was not Mordred, but Shuo Yueqing...

"I'm going on patrol!"

Startled by her own thoughts, Artoli suddenly broke away from Lingxia's arm, covered her face and ran away, leaving Shuoyue and Lingxia looking at each other.

"It seems that there is a long way to go before the father and son can get to know each other."

"Yeah, that's right."

The Empress's Sky Garden was like a disaster in the Apocalypse, slowly approaching the red side's fortress, and in the evening of the next day, all the members of the red side gathered together again.

This time, Amakusa Shiro, who had always been wearing a priest robe, changed his attire and even held a sharp knife in his hand.

"In order to fill the gap in combat power, I will serve as a substitute. Don't worry, I have a fair amount of experience in combat."

When the red followers heard what Father Amakusa said, they all showed expressions of disbelief.

"No, no, no, no. Don't say anything. It's better for you to stay here like a fool, right?"

You are right. Although you seem to have accumulated a lot of combat experience, you are still a human being. If you run into the opponent's Servant, you will be finished."

Of course, Achilles and Atalanta Liso hurriedly stopped them. Generally speaking, the Master should not run to the front line in any case. Servants do not necessarily only target each other. Master, they will definitely regard him as the first target to kill.

As soon as the Master dies, the countdown to the death of the servants begins, and at least it is impossible to continue fighting with all their strength.

As for why the servants finally allowed the priest to pick up the knife, it was all thanks to Shakespeare's inherent skill, 'Magic Enhancement'.

"Two, I have written this before. 'The best courage is to distinguish right from wrong.' In my opinion, there are very few people who have more discernment than this priest. More importantly, in this knife I added a little bit of magic to it, and to be clear, it can be completely equivalent to a C-level Noble Phantasm!"

Shakespeare, who made such shocking remarks, caused a huge commotion among his followers.

The sacred relics that are engraved in the legend and must be killed each of the servants are treasure phantoms. They are objects of noble fantasy, not things that can be seen everywhere like stones on the roadside or big trees in the forest.

However, Shakespeare's skills can enhance a famous sword used by mortals to the level of a noble phantom. This is already a real miracle.

Strictly speaking, Shakespeare's skill cannot be called magic. No matter what kind of strengthening magic, it is impossible to strengthen the tool to the level of a treasure. Originally, he did not cast magic on the knife. He just looked at the knife that Amakusa gave him and "wrote" how sharp the knife was and how bloodthirsty it was.

However, if the author is a world-famous writer, then it is another matter.

Concept Armament - There is a kind of armament in the world that works not with physical force, but through the concept of the object itself. With the writings written by Shakespeare with his soul, even if the target is just a small stone on the roadside, it can be completely killed with the concept.

Can I ask you a question, why don't you use this to fight?"

Karna remained silent and asked Shakespeare. His question was indeed reasonable. Since a simple sword could be turned into a treasure, all he had to do was use it to fight.

However, Shakespeare's reply fully proves his true nature.

Chapter 454 The Last Red Square

Chapter 455 The Last Red Square

I never write my own stuff. That’s called prose, and now I can only weave other people’s stories, and there’s nothing else I want to write.”

Shakespeare said in a firm tone. Karna understood what he meant and frowned and said:

"Does that mean I'm afraid of trouble?"

"Well, almost."

Hmm - Karna nodded to express his understanding.

There is no other way. Your goal is to write the stories of people other than yourself, and no matter how disastrous or tragic the outcome is, you have to write it to the end. Therefore, surviving until the last moment is your goal. Fighting on the front line is naturally impossible. "

Regarding these cold words, Shakespeare smiled happily and said:

"Yes, that's it! I really want to witness the outcome of this Holy Grail War with my own eyes, I must do it! Whether it is happiness or misfortune, or the desperate truth, I will witness everyone's story by my side until the end. The mission that I have to shoulder!”

As a Servant summoned by the Holy Grail War, this line is completely inconsistent with his status. He said it categorically - he would stay on the sidelines until the end.

Achilles and Atalanta really didn't know whether to feel helpless or angry, but Shuo Yue chuckled.

Although he did not live this way, he admired those who could carry out this will to the end.

At the same time, he was secretly curious - what kind of story could it be that even this great writer could not hold back and had to take part in personally?

All in all, with the help of the C-rank Noble Phantasm and the priest's own firm will, the Red Servants gave up the idea of ​​dissuading him, and even the Empress sighed and acknowledged Amakusa's bold behavior.

"That's unavoidable. I have to stay here and control this courtyard, so I can't go to the battlefield to fight. Although I will provide support as much as possible, please don't go too deep into the enemy's territory, okay?"

“I understand this, after all, I am also very clear about my own strength.

Although he said so, Amakusa had no intention of retaining his strength in this war. You must fight with all your strength and go all out to win the Holy Grail. He is willing to risk his life for this, and he will not hesitate to carry out even an act that is completely contrary to justice.

"Then, even though we have all the generals, it's not a good idea to have no soldiers. Even if there are only a few cyborgs or golems, it would be quite annoying to get together."

As the Empress said, they don't have soldiers. But after all, she was Semiramis, the Assyrian empress, and she could produce consumable soldiers without any restrictions.

"I'll go and select some Dragon Tooth Soldiers appropriately. Three thousand should be enough, right?"

"Three thousand?" Achilles, who lived in the ancient Greek era, clicked his tongue. "Although I have fought with dragon tooth soldiers a lot, is this number too excessive anyway?"

Shuo Yue on the side knew that although Black had been working overtime to produce the puppets, the number produced so far did not exceed one thousand.

"Generally speaking, it would be impossible at that time. But as long as I am in this sky garden, there is nothing I can't do."

Facing Achilles' question, Semiramis responded with a confident smile. That’s right, no matter which country this sky garden goes to, it will always function as her domain. All attributes have been strengthened, and even magic involving the magical field can be used freely.

Even the Assassin Empress, who is not good at magic, can rival the top magicians in it.

Of course, this comes at a cost. After all, this Noble Phantasm itself almost reaches the level of foul play. Semiramis will be incapacitated once he leaves this courtyard. However, this courtyard is a mobile fortress, and it is impossible to leave this courtyard.