In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Hijikata Toshizo frowned slightly.

"Drink it!!!"

Hijikata Toshizo tried to slash at Boudica, but Boudica, who rushed over quickly, blocked the blow with her shield and thrust her short sword at Hijikata Toshizo from below.

"Mash!"

"Yes!"

The moment Mashu heard Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice, she understood what Ritsuka meant.

Tu retreated, knowing that if the knife had landed, he would have been seriously injured. However, as he retreated, he sensed a slope—

It's Mashu!

Stepping on the angled shield, Hijikata Toshizo jumped up.

"What--?"

Boudica was startled and quickly tried to get away.

"Too late!" Mash shouted, thrusting her shield forward.

Hijikata Toshizo understood Mashu's meaning and kicked Boudica in the back.

"Ugh—ah—" Boudica cried out in pain as she was sandwiched between Hijikata Toshizo and Mashu.

Spartacus, however, flanked him from behind and punched Hijikata in the stomach.

"Puuwah—"

"Alright, that's enough!" Just then, a voice came from behind.

The people on the field stopped fighting at the same time.

"What are you all doing? My guests and my formidable enemies on my side," Nero said with a smile as he walked over.

"As you can see, Your Majesty, you are sparring to test your strength." Fujimaru Ritsuka said to the group when Nero arrived, "Now that Your Majesty has come, let's stop."

"Miss Boudica, do you acknowledge our strength?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with a smile.

"Truly powerful. The combination of my sword and the shield of Spartacus couldn't gain any advantage against you two. And the others—I suppose it's the same for them. I acknowledge you. Thank you for letting me get some exercise." Boudica rubbed her back and said with a smile.

"Miss Lawrence, please help treat Miss Boudica and Mr. Hijikata Toshizo." Ritsuka looked in Lawrence's direction.

"It's my duty." Lawrence nodded gracefully and stepped into the arena to treat Boudica and Hijikata.

She stretched out her two hands and placed them on Hijikata Toshizo's stomach and Boudica's back, respectively, emitting a soft glow.

"You haven't introduced yourself yet, have you? I'm a Caster's Servant, just call me Lawrence." Lawrence smiled.

"I've never seen such magic before. My deceased court magician looks like a court clown in front of you all," Nero said unhappily, looking at Lawrence who was performing healing magic.

After the treatment, Boudica stretched and said, "Thank you, Miss Lawrence. Uh—ah, it felt good to work up a sweat in a fight. I'll make your lunch today."

“Really? Thank you, Miss Boudica.” Mashu seemed very curious about Boudica’s cooking.

"You're such a lovely girl." Boudica pulled Mashu over and pressed her directly against her chest.

"Ugh—ugh!"

Hijikata Toshizo was moved and walked towards Boudica's direction.

Seeing that things were not going well, Gudako quickly ran to Hijikata Toshizo's side and grabbed him.

"Mr. Hijikata—you can't do that!"

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Chapter 441 The Third Wing, Unknown Before His Death

"Attack! Attack!" Hijikata Toshizo led a squad of soldiers behind him, roaring as they charged forward.

"Pay attention to coordination, don't let the encirclement be torn apart by the enemy!" Nero roared.

This is a battlefield, a battlefield between the Roman Empire and the Allied Roman Empire.

According to the strategic allocation, Hijikata Toshizo will lead a team alone to flank from the side, Nero, Boudica, and Spartacus will attack from the front, and Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash will launch an attack from the other side.

The Servants who had no experience in marching and fighting, Lawrence, Camilla, and Simonetta, as well as Samura who would definitely hurt his own people in a fight, were divided into two teams to protect Nero and Fujimaru Ritsuka respectively.

Within the enemy ranks, a portly general frowned: "The enemy has actually mobilized all their generals?!"

The reason he led his soldiers out of the city to engage the enemy in close combat was because he was certain that the enemy would not risk having all their Servants deployed, leaving their rear vulnerable.

So you all actually went?

"This is troublesome. Moreover, the enemy's individual combat strength is extremely high. Although their soldiers are outnumbered, their generals are so valiant that their morale is even higher than ours..."

The obese general was sweating profusely.

"This is difficult..."

"Stretch out the battle lines and try to counter-encircle them!" he had no choice but to shout the order. "And I... will go and meet those two generals on the front!"

"Yes!"

Although morale was low, he had no intention of running away.

"Although I was only used as a soldier by that lord, I am not spineless. Let me have a go at you!"

The stout general took the lead and charged into the enemy ranks.

Samura, who was in charge of guarding Nero, immediately noticed the fat general rushing towards this direction and shouted, "Enemy general spotted!"

"Direction!" Nero shouted back, looking towards the left village in mid-air.

"Two hundred meters directly in front of you!"

"Mr. Spartacus!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh! I am here!" Spartacus laughed maniacally, moving freely through the enemy ranks.

"Please lead your troops and keep pushing forward, I beg you!"

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh! The oppressors shall die!" Spartacus led his army forward.

"Lord Zuocun, I'm entrusting this to you!"

"Since that's the case, Your Majesty, please help me create a battlefield!" Zuo Cun smiled, descended, and stared intently at the follower.

Yes, a Servant, without a doubt a Servant, and among Servants, a particularly difficult class to deal with—a Saber-class Servant.

"Hmm?" The plump Saber noticed the flash of light that suddenly came from the sky and instinctively swung her sword to block it.

Ping Pong —

"So, you mean my first enemy is you?" The general was not careless and looked at Zuocun warily.

"I am your last enemy." A cold glint flashed in Zuo Cun's eyes. "Allied with the Emperor of the Roman Empire..."

"Master, the village below has not risen again, and His Majesty Nero's army has begun to advance towards the flank!" Lawrence, who had been observing the battlefield, quickly reported to Fujimaru Ritsuka after noticing the anomaly.

“For Mr. Samura to take action, it must be that an enemy Servant has appeared!” Fujimaru Ritsuka, standing behind Mash’s shield, responded to Lawrence, “Mash, Ms. Simonetta, I’ll leave this to you!”

“Yes, Master!” Mash replied.

Simonetta nodded without speaking, but magical claws appeared in her hands.

"Miss Lawrence, take me over there!"

"it is good!"

Several jeweled blades appeared around them, and Lawrence led Fujimaru Ritsuka directly towards the direction of Samura.

Meanwhile, Zuocun had already started fighting with the fat general.

Both sides are still in the probing stage and have not yet gone all out.

"What a powerful warrior! State your name." The stout general's follower looked at Zuocun with admiration.

"Aren't you being impolite? As the emperor, shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone's name?" Zuo Cun draped He He over his shoulder with a cold smile.

There was a short distance between the two people.

After a moment of silence, the obese servant sighed.

“Servant, Saber... Gaius Julius Caesar.”

"Servant, Assassin, Anno Samura."

The two spoke at the same time.

Not far from the battlefield, Nero, who had been keeping an eye on the two men, felt a jolt in his heart when he heard the name Caesar.

Caesar was a ruler who existed before the founding of Rome.

In other words—it's Rome!

"I thought someone with such superb swordsmanship should be a Saber like me, but I didn't expect them to be an Assassin..." A hint of doubt flashed in Caesar's eyes.

"Do not doubt it, this land existed before the establishment of a nation, I am indeed the Assassin, and here—a test will prove it." Zuocun called out, "Lawrence!"

"Understood!" Lawrence, who had already arrived, responded with a smile.

"After all... I'm the one who assassinated the ruler..."

Caesar became wary.

Zuocun narrowed his eyes.

As the crane's wings returned to their sheaths, his hand... climbed up to his chest.

"So they're traitors and rebels? They really have guts." Caesar sneered.

boom--

Intense magical power emanated from his enormous body.

"Now that I have arrived!"

"Since—I have already seen it!"

"This reaction is—the release of a Noble Phantasm! Master, stay by my side! Caesar was holding back just now!" Lawrence shielded Fujimaru Ritsuka behind him and instantly activated a magic field.

"My magic—you are the most magnificent art!"