Shirou's clones number 30 million

I am actually a woman, and if I had helped Guinevere regain her single status earlier and sincerely wished them well, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.

Thinking about the past, I subconsciously wanted to apologize, but after hesitating again and again, I still couldn't bring myself to say it.

"Your presence here suggests we won't be enemies for the time being."

Finding her attitude extremely cold, Lancelot lowered his head in disappointment.

If he could, he would love to be punished by the king himself.

However, given the king's personality, he would definitely blame himself for everything and silently bear the consequences.

At this moment, Lancelot felt even more guilty, and the intense sense of guilt made it hard for him to breathe.

Upon noticing the two gazing at each other in silence, Matou Kariya sighed softly.

The relationship between King Arthur and Lancelot, who betrayed her, is quite predictable.

"Let's hurry and go outside the city to help."

"Let's go, Saber."

Artoria immediately looked at Kiritsugu Emiya and asked suspiciously:

What are you planning to do this time?

"Help His Majesty Nero defeat the Conqueror King."

"That's all?"

"That's right, that's enough."

As for what happens next, whether to use a Command Spell to make Saber commit suicide, or to use other methods to help His Majesty Nero win, depends on His Majesty Nero's opinion.

The Holy Grail has been corrupted and is unusable, so the Servants are naturally useless as well.

Therefore, asking His Majesty Nero to heal his wife is now Kiritsugu Emiya's biggest goal.

……

"Your Majesty, the enemy has already charged forward. Please retreat."

"No! I stand here and will not retreat a single step. Rome is behind me, and I will stand with Rome."

"In that case, Your Majesty, please forgive my overstepping."

The next moment, several attendants dressed as generals stepped forward and blocked Nero's path.

"Enough! You brainless idiots are blocking my view."

Nero looked displeased and reached out to push one of the people in front of him aside.

Her height is a source of constant pain for her, especially at times like this.

Even though he is now the strongest in the army, he is treated like a child. This must be because of his height.

Iskandar, the conqueror king, charged forward on horseback, his sword pointed directly at Nero, and declared loudly:

"Emperor Nero of the Roman Empire, I, Iskandar the Conqueror, have arrived! Do you dare to step forward and fight?"

"I accept your challenge."

Nero had just smiled and agreed when a group of people rushed over from behind, blocking her way and doing their best to stop her.

"Your Majesty, no! This is an enemy plot."

"Your Majesty, how can the emperor go into battle to fight the enemy? We will not allow anyone to harm a single hair on Your Majesty's head until we are all dead."

“That’s right! His Majesty is the commander-in-chief. As long as we have a breath left, we will never let His Majesty go into battle.”

Looking at his subordinates, Nero was furious.

"Shut up! You are merely projections summoned by me, you are fake. I am now the strongest in the army."

"Even so, Your Majesty must not go into battle before we are all dead."

"Get out of the way, that's an order!"

"Absolutely not! If Your Majesty insists on going over there, then please step over our dead bodies."

Damn it! These guys.

It was like this in life, and it will remain like this in death.

I also want to be like the Conqueror King on the other side, leading the charge and killing the enemy.

Despite being the strongest in the entire army, Yu Cai could only be protected like a child by everyone.

"You idiots, listen to me! You must win!!"

In that instant, the morale of the Roman army soared, and shouts of "Rome, Rome!" once again echoed through the sky.

This scene further fueled Iskandar's already heightened excitement.

"Hahaha... Emperor Nero, how could a monarch like you be described as a tyrant? Those historians should all be dragged out and hanged."

"My unparalleled army has encountered the strongest enemy we have never faced before."

"They not only possessed a formidable army and prosperous cities, but also an enlightened and beautiful monarch."

"But even so, I have no doubt about the final victory."

"Go forth, everyone!"

The Macedonian army shouted in unison:

"Victory is certain! Victory is certain!"

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Flowers of Rome

Section 22, Chapter Twenty-Two: The Flowers of Rome

When Kariya Matou and the others arrived outside the city, the Macedonian army of the Conqueror King was almost wiped out.

Around him, only a handful of generals were fighting bravely.

The Roman army, though also missing many men, maintained its formation and stood firmly in front of Nero.

"My magic power is exhausted, and my armor is tattered. Hahaha... It seems that this expedition is coming to an end."

Iskandar, sword in hand, laughed as he walked step by step toward Nero.

"Emperor Nero, come and take my head! It is your privilege as the victor!"

"Very well, I will personally send you on your way."

As soon as Nero finished speaking, the many generals in front of him knelt down on one knee.

"No! We've come to the very end, Your Majesty, please don't put yourself in danger."

"Your Majesty, please stop!"

"If Your Majesty insists on passing over us, please step over our corpses. To be trampled upon by Your Majesty is our highest honor!"

"A bunch of idiots!" Nero glared at them angrily, and had no choice but to abandon his plan to kill the King of Conquerors with his own hands.

Unlike the general-like commanders of Conqueror King, Nero, as a commander, always directed from the rear and never went to the front lines to fight the enemy personally.

Therefore, she had actually anticipated this situation.

"Sorry, Conqueror King, with these idiots blocking my way, I probably won't be able to take your head."

"No need to apologize. You have a group of loyal subordinates. This time, I didn't lose unjustly."

Iskandar laughed a few times, brandished his short sword, and charged straight at Nero.

The next moment, countless arrows and javelins swept in.

Although it blocked part of it, it didn't block the rest. His body was instantly pierced through and turned into spiritual particles that gradually disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Nero, Kariya Matou, and the others returned to the outside of the arena.

The surviving Roman soldiers also disappeared.

Nero glanced around, his gaze settling on Matou Kariya. He nodded slightly and said with a smile:

"It seems your operation has gone very smoothly."

"Therefore, I hereby declare the Nero Festival a complete success!"

"Although it's very hard to say goodbye, today's experience will surely become a precious memory for every participant."

"Finally, I would like to offer a gift to each and every participant who has been fortunate enough to witness all of this: I wish you all good health in body and mind in the future."

At this point, Nero stood with his sword in hand and smiled slightly.

"Behold my talent, hear the thunderous applause; cherish the glory of those in power, bloom like a flower. Bloom forth! Golden theater of splendor!"

In an instant, the surroundings transformed into a magnificent palace, and red petals rained down from the sky. Nero radiated a holy light.

Standing atop the high platform, Nero began to sing once more.

This time, her singing was incredibly moving.

In the eyes of every listener, it seemed as if an endless galaxy appeared.

Sunlight spilled across the earth, and a continuous shower of blossoms fell, the enchanting melody echoing in my ears.

"...Well then, until we meet again, everyone."

As the projection disappeared from the sky, discussions filled the city.

"That can't be right, can it? The difference between the two songs His Majesty Nero sang is too great."

"It's so beautiful, it's like heavenly music! Waaah... I never thought that His Majesty Nero's claim that he was an artist comparable to Apollo was actually true."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Nero, I take back what I said earlier. I never expected you to sing so well. That awful first song must have been a broadcasting accident."

“That’s right! It was definitely an accident. His Majesty Nero is truly the flower of Rome. To be able to hear His Majesty Nero sing is a lifetime worthwhile.”

"Waaah... I'm so touched! I wish I lived in the Roman era, so I could hear His Majesty Nero sing all the time."

"Oh no! I thought it was still at the level of the first song, so I didn't record it. Did you record it?"

"Yes, I have both."

"Give me a copy, no, sell me a copy! I'm willing to pay a high price..."