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

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Chapter 461 Three [Emperors]?!

early morning.

Fujimaru Ritsuka has not yet woken up.

Two days have passed since the three Servants were rescued.

The troops remaining in place were unsurprisingly attacked by troops sent from the enemy capital, but thanks to the arrival of Zuocun, the crisis was averted.

"That Alexander III seems to know something," Zuo Cun said, arms crossed, watching Lawrence treat Simonetta.

“Perhaps he learned or witnessed something in other ‘lines’,” Lawrence sighed, looking at Simonetta who was frowning.

Simonetta's current state does not seem to be the most perfect; both her mental and physical age are probably only around 11 years old.

Without a doubt, Simonetta is a relatively weak Servant. Even compared to Mash, who is an incomplete Servant, Simonetta is not strong. Although her Noble Phantasm is extremely powerful, if it does not kill the enemy in one hit, Simonetta, who will be exhausted after releasing her Noble Phantasm, will definitely be killed by the enemy.

Most importantly, Simonetta has extremely poor resistance to magic involving the mind.

Like Alexander, whom I met a couple of days ago, she appears in the world in an incomplete form.

"You've worked hard, child." After finishing the treatment, Lawrence gently stroked Simon's hair.

Simon was not only one of her regrets during her lifetime, but also one of Harley's regrets.

Even if the two had no connection with Simonetta, they would still feel sympathy for this Florentine beauty who died at the young age of fifteen.

“Sister Harley…” Simonetta opened her eyes and looked at Lawrence.

"Your sister's here." Lawrence gently patted Simon's face and smiled. "Feeling better?"

“Hmm…” Simonetta sat up, stretched, and didn’t say anything more.

Her already immature intelligence seemed to be further dulled by the side effects of her berserk state; she would only respond when speaking to Lawrence, Camilla, and Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"How are you, Lord Lawrence, Lord Zuocun?" Nero walked out of the tent, stretched, and looked at the three men.

“We’re in good shape.” Lawrence stood up from his chair.

“Then when Governor Yu wakes up, it will be time for the final assault!” Nero gripped the red sword at his waist and smiled.

......

The eastern flank was led by Camilla Boudica, with Simonetta Lawrence by his side.

The western flank was still led by three Berserkers, while the main force in the center was naturally the remaining troops.

Three groups of people advanced towards the capital of the United Empire from three different directions.

On the morning of the second day, they successfully reached the enemy's capital.

The enemy emperor had already fortified the city, attempting to block the Roman Empire's attack.

However, each of the three armies has at least two riders, so ordinary soldiers are of no use at all.

The siege is about to begin.

At that moment, three figures appeared at the main gate of the city.

The taller-looking one turned to the other burly man and said, "Lord Beowulf, which battlefield do you choose, the east gate or the west gate?"

"Of course it's the west side!" The man with the buzz cut gave a smile.

“Then I’ll take charge of the east side.” A white-haired woman also had a rather fierce smile on her face.

The two figures flashed and disappeared from the spot.

"My child, let me and the other two [emperors]... test you a bit more." The man, whose body was covered in explosive power, looked down.

The information about Chaldea is clearly outdated. Lev has once again summoned an Emperor-type Servant through the Holy Grail.

“My child…” the burly man said slowly.

Despite the great distance, the thunderous voice entered Nero's mind with pinpoint accuracy.

"Who!" Nero looked warily in the direction of the voice.

A strong man wearing a crown and with a bronze complexion stood there.

Like mountains, like thunder.

“My children of Rome, look to me!” His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.

"Enemy Servant unit detected, everyone, please be on alert!" Mash reported urgently, looking at the figure in the distance.

"...Such powerful magic." Lawrence looked at the rider, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his cheek.

"How...how could this be..." Nero stammered, somewhat bewildered. "How...possible..."

“Come,” the follower said, extending his hands. “Submit to me (Rome), my child, beautiful rose.”

“How…could it be you…” Nero’s eyes were filled with disbelief and tears of shattered faith.

"My (Roman) ancestor... Lord Romulus..."

With his legs giving way, Nero involuntarily sat down on the ground.

“No need to lose your composure, my (Rome's) child, rise up... submit to me (Rome).” The servant whom Nero called [Romulus] spoke gently to Nero, “Become the [Emperor] of the allied forces.”

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The western battlefield.

Click, click.

"This place... is quite lively, everyone." A strong man descended from the city wall, a wild smile on his face.

He was shirtless, holding two weapons, and staring intently at the three figures standing in front of the Roman army.

"...Are you the Emperor of the United Empire?" Hijikata Toshizo naturally noticed the other person's figure.

"Hmm! Is he the oppressor?!" Spartacus stood beside Hijikata Toshizo, looking at the man with fierce fighting spirit.

"Roar—" Lu Bu roared and leaped over from somewhere on the battlefield, landing with a loud thud, also looking at that person.

"The Emperor... I am naturally the Emperor. Come and take my life!" He said with a nonchalant smile, "Come and take the life of the Emperor of the United Empire—Beowulf!"

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Eastern battlefield.

boom--

The meteor hammer and the Iron Maiden collided, causing them to explode like a meteorite.

"Damn it, the other side is probably the Emperor of the United Empire..." Boudica stood on his train, looking at the figure standing at the city gate with a troubled expression.

Although short, it exudes a violent aura and magical power.

Camilla looked at the other person with a serious expression.

"For now, you will obey my Master's orders. You... will not be allowed to enter the city behind me." She pointed at Boudica and Camilla with her finger.

"Do we really have to go in?" Boudica asked, her voice tinged with anger.

"That--"

woohoo-

The meteor hammer is swung.

The girl's eyes were bloodshot, like those of a wild beast.

"Then taste the wrath of Pentessilia!"

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Chapter 462 The Fantasy Iron Maiden

"Master, reports have come from the armies on both sides!" Lawrence frowned. "On both battlefields, the [Emperor], allied with the Roman Empire, has appeared!"

"What? Wasn't it said there were only two [Emperors]?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was checking on Nero's condition.

Nero felt he had lost some of his will to fight.

“Our intelligence is outdated!” Lawrence shoved a soldier from the Allied Roman Empire aside with a gem, his brow furrowed. “It must be that Rafe Lenore who has summoned again.”

Zuocun glanced at Nero and clicked his tongue.

"Master, find a way to cheer up this little girl. I'll go and meet Romulus first." Zuocun coldly watched Romulus walking towards them.

"Okay, let's find a way to keep him occupied!" Ritsuka nodded.

"The emperor who founded the country..." Zuo Cun drew his crane wings.

"Hmm? Are you going to disturb the reunion of Yu (Rome) and Yu (Rome)'s child? Warrior from another realm." Romulus's strong arm reached out and grabbed at the void, and a strangely shaped spear appeared in his hand.

He looked at Zuo Cun standing in front of him and questioned him.

"Otherwise what?" Zuo Cun didn't waste any more words, and He He had already looked up.

Ping Pong —

"Uh--"

Romulus wielded the red spear with incredible speed, sending Zuo Cun flying backward.

"Step back, warrior from another realm. I (Rome) simply wish to continue loving this land (Rome). You have no reason to stop me," Romulus said calmly, looking at Zuocun.

Although calm, it also concealed rage and intimidation.

“You love this land, that’s true, but to Rome today, you’re nothing but an outsider!” Fujimaru Ritsuka stood behind Samurai, looking at Romulus. “Your existence will only plunge this land into a tragic cycle. Even so, do you still want to stand here?”

"Oh, the Roman gods who loved Rome!"

Romulus looked past Samurai and then at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"It doesn't matter," he said calmly.

“…What?” Fujimaru Ritsuka was dumbfounded.

"I (Rome) am Rome!" Romulus exclaimed. "Therefore, wherever I (Rome) am, shall rightfully be Rome!"