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

“Then let’s continue the march!” Nero nodded.

......

"I see. So this move is called 'feinting to the east while attacking the west'?" Alexander laughed twice and looked at the teacher beside him.

“Just some tricks, only for insurance purposes. But now it seems that the middle team has no intention of providing support, so the plan has actually failed.” El-Melloi II frowned and took a drag of his cigarette.

"It's alright, teacher, don't be discouraged. At least this hasn't affected our ultimate goal, has it?"

As Alexander spoke, an army slowly approached from a distance.

Boudica became wary as she watched the two figures on horseback in the distance.

She raised her short sword, signaling the army to halt.

"Who goes there!" she shouted.

“No need to say anything more, Boudica…that’s a Servant, both riders are Servants.” Camilla looked solemnly at the people on horseback.

"—What?" Boudica broke out in a cold sweat.

Alexander laughed heartily: "Then, teacher, let's begin."

“…I understand.” El-Melloi II jumped off his horse and walked forward.

A jeweled feather fan appeared in his hand, and a cigarette dangled from his mouth.

A talisman appeared in his hand.

"Watch out, that's undoubtedly a Servant!" Camilla dismounted, the Iron Maiden appearing in her hand, which she hurled into the distance.

"...This is the unparalleled formation set up by the Grand Strategist."

El-Melloi II placed the talisman before the smoke, lit it, and raised the jeweled feather fan forward.

"Stone Soldier Eight Formations [The Formation of No Return]!!!"

hum-

The space trembled for a moment.

"What? He unleashed his Noble Phantasm right away upon meeting you—"

boom--

boom--

boom--

Above, eight massive pillars crashed down, completely surrounding the location where Camilla, Boudica, and Simonetta were standing.

El-Melloi II dodged the thrown Iron Maiden and a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's try to break this formation."

boom------

hum-

As the Bagua pattern appeared, the people inside the formation felt as if they had been struck in the head.

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Chapter 455 Eastern Army Loses Contact

the next day.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The eastern army has lost contact!" A soldier rushed in with fear and panic to report.

"What happened? Explain yourself!" Nero, who was organizing his equipment, suddenly became serious and asked urgently.

"The soldier in charge of liaison hasn't returned since yesterday evening!" The soldier took a deep breath before resuming his report.

"What happened?" Lawrence came out of his tent. "I just heard something that sounded like it was about the Eastern Army?"

"The eastern army seems to have lost contact, but I don't know the specifics." Nero frowned and shook his head.

"...I'll go ask the Master." Lawrence sensed something was wrong.

Watching Lawrence leave, Nero asked the liaison officer again, "What's the situation with the western flank?"

"The three guest generals on the western flank, Hijikata Toshizo, Lü Bu, and Spartacus, have annihilated the enemy forces and are currently advancing towards the local capital!"

"Master, are you awake?" Lawrence asked into the tent.

"Is this Miss Lawrence? I'm getting dressed." Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice came from inside the tent. "Is there something you need?"

“I can talk to them from outside. I want you to get a feel for the contract status of Boudica, Camilla, and Simonetta.” Lawrence stood at the door, his voice tinged with anxiety. “The soldier in charge of liaison just brought news that the Eastern Army has lost contact and their current situation is unknown.”

"Huh? I... I understand."

The rustling sounds inside the tent disappeared, and the camp fell silent.

"There is no problem with the contract, and the situation of the three of them has not changed."

“I see… I understand.” Lawrence said thoughtfully.

Lawrence left Fujimaru Ritsuka's tent.

"What news have you received, Lord Lawrence?" Nero asked, looking at Lawrence who had walked over and was deep in thought.

"The Master's contract with those three has not broken down, and there is not even any sign of weakness. Those three Servants should still be in good health," Lawrence reported truthfully.

"...Then why did we lose contact?" Nero was completely baffled.

"We need to see the actual product before we can make a judgment. I'll go take a look." Lawrence smacked his lips. "We don't have enough information right now. It's also a question whether there are other combat forces on the other side besides the two [Emperors]."

"...No, I think I've got an idea." Lawrence's eyes suddenly lit up.

“Master.” She looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had just come out of the tent.

"Please speak, Miss Lawrence," Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a serious expression.

She knew what was happening.

"Let me go and scout the eastern group. I'll return immediately after I've confirmed the situation."

"Understood, be careful." Without hesitation, Ritsuka knew that Lawrence was the most composed member of their team, and everything she did was definitely well thought out.

"Your Majesty Nero, please hold your troops back until I return. Send another team to inform the western army to also temporarily halt their advance towards the enemy capital. Everything... await my message."

"...I understand. Please go, Lord Lawrence, and be sure to be careful." Nero nodded solemnly.

Magic surged beneath Lawrence's feet, and a pair of roller skate-like objects appeared beneath her feet.

Lawrence glided eastward.

......

Zuocun stood on the city wall, looking down with a solemn expression.

"Not here yet..." he murmured.

Swah——

A figure in white appeared beside him.

Zuocun breathed a sigh of relief.

Why are you so slow?

"The last location we explored is quite far from here," Jing Ke frowned. "Did you find anything there?"

Zuo Cun shook his head: "Nothing was found. What about you?"

Jing Ke also shook his head.

"So... the enemy Servant [Emperor] can only stay in the central palace...?" Zuocun looked at the magnificent palace in the center of the city and broke out in a cold sweat.

"I just went to explore the area around that palace, and well..."

"So many magical restrictions... the enemy probably has a powerful mage." Zuo Cun sighed. "This is the price of moving when the enemy doesn't move. I'm confident that our caster, Lawrence, can set up an even stronger defense, but..."

"In short, it seems that the two of us will not be able to compete here." Jing Ke pouted.

Zuo Cun pulled a scroll from his chest: "It's alright, I've already recorded the map of this city. When the time comes... the attack will be easier."

"You've got some skills. You seem to be a really powerful assassin." Jing Ke gave Zuo Cun an admiring look.

"Assassination has never required technical skills, but rather meticulous planning and the courage to remain calm until the very last moment. I have always believed in this." Zuo Cun smiled.

Jing Ke's expression froze.

"That guy..."

"Let's go back first. I wonder where the Master and the others are now." As he spoke, Zuocun leaped up from the city wall.

Jing Ke sighed and disappeared.

......

Lawrence had already reached the eastern army's marching route.

“This is…” She looked at all of this with a solemn expression.

All the soldiers, a total of two thousand soldiers, fell to the ground.

“They’re already dead… no.” Lawrence bent down to observe the soldiers.

The soldiers all retained the aura of magic.

"A large-scale mental intimidation magic trick..."

Lawrence identified exactly what tactics the enemy had used.

"Was it intentional...?"

She thought for a moment, then placed her hands on the head of one of the soldiers.

"It may be a bit rough, but it's to get a quick understanding of the situation... Sorry, it might hurt a little."

"Uh-"

As Lawrence performed his magic, the soldier let out a violent scream.