I Am a Heroic Spirit

"Everyone~ Thank you so much for coming to my concert today~!! The enthusiasm was so strong, it's almost like... happiness?! Hehe... I want to make today even better, the best day ever... Everyone, get even more excited!"

“Even if it can’t be, because it isn’t.

647 is just like an idol, even if it’s just a person.

Always pursuing love.

......"

Nero and Elizabeth paid no attention to the scene in the audience. Even if they noticed, they would have thought that people were already intoxicated by their singing, so that the high-pitched singing continued to echo throughout the theater, making all the death gods and heroic spirits dizzy except Arthur, Gilgamesh, Yatogami Tohka, and the Four Shinos who had closed their hearing long before the singing began.

"That's enough! That's enough! No more! This is an insult to the voice!" Mozart broke free from his seat and shouted at the stage, unable to bear it any longer. "Gee, ugh... my ears are going deaf... This is bullshit... Ah, no, no, these words are forbidden as agreed with Maria."

“I want to confirm.

I love? you love? ...more!

Chuchuchu, search for it, chuchuchu, feel it, I want to stay by your side!"

The two people who had fallen into a state of ecstasy ignored Mozart's shouts and continued to sing loudly.

"Damn it, Maria, come on, show those two, show them what beautiful singing is."

Mozart gritted his teeth and turned to shout at Mary.

"Use your Noble Phantasm to unfold our stage and make them commit suicide out of shame."

"What?" Mary looked at Mozart in confusion. She only saw Mozart's

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Chapter 246 Born Idol

"Well, is it finally over?"

“It’s Black Friday!”

"The badness of Black Friday is not as strong as this one."

"The lyrics and voice are both good, why is it so off-key?"

"A three-second silence for the ancient Romans. Legend has it that Nero built a large theater in Rome and named the one she designed, Domus Aurea. It's said that after the theater opened, many audiences left during the first performance. Perhaps unable to tolerate Nero's demonic voice, she was so indignant that she sealed all entrances and exits during the second performance, and not a single person was allowed to leave until the end of the show. This massive, enclosed theater is likely an evolution of that legend."

"It's true that there should be a three-second silence. No one was allowed to leave until the end of the performance. I guess they won't be able to leave after that."

"No wonder Nero was called a tyrant. If I listened to her singing every day, I would also rise up in rebellion."

"Aside from his singing, narcissism, and homosexuality, Nero doesn't seem to have any other flaws. But his singing alone is enough to drive someone to suicide."

"Luckily, I was watching the live broadcast and not at the scene, otherwise I would have suffered the same fate as those unfortunate reporters."

The Internet was in an uproar because Nero and Elizabeth's singing finally ended, and the mental attacks on the audience watching the live broadcast also stopped, allowing them to recover their strength and spirit and start complaining about Nero and Elizabeth's singing.

"It was a close call, I almost died." Ichimaru Gin could no longer keep a smile on his face, looking still in fear.

"We finally made it through. Now it's time to officially start the competition." Kyoraku Shunsui let out a long sigh, then turned to look at Chojiro Suzuki.

"Guests should follow the host's wishes." Chojiro Suzuka, sensing Kyoraku Shunsui's gaze, shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile. They were the guests, this theater was their home, and the stage was their host. Furthermore, given their current state, if a war truly broke out, their chances of victory would drop by at least two levels.

The situation on the stage had changed from a two-way confrontation to a three-way confrontation. Nero and Elizabeth put their hands on their hips, glared at Mary with dissatisfaction, and shouted, "Hey, Mary, why are you making trouble?"

"I'm not trying to cause trouble. I just can't stand your desecration of the voice. The songs coming out of your mouths are simply the roars of the devil from hell." Mozart scolded mercilessly.

"That's right. Although I agree with your passion for singing, I don't agree with your singing. It's simply spiritual pollution." Mary nodded vigorously to show her agreement with Mozart, and said in a firm tone.

The people around the stage also nodded in agreement. That kind of singing was simply killing people. If an ordinary person didn't faint from the endurance, he would probably have a mental breakdown after listening to it for a while.

"Jealousy! It must be jealousy! Jealousy makes people ugly! You are jealous that our singing can attract so many fans!" Elizabeth jumped up in anger at Mary and Mozart's impolite tone, pointing the magic gun at Mary and shouting loudly.

"Ha! Those are fans?" Mozart sneered and pointed at the ordinary people who had passed out and the pale-faced Grim Reapers.

"That's because they are too intoxicated. Isn't that normal? My singing voice is naturally so beautiful and intoxicating." Nero's eyes were like filters. He ignored the foam on the lips of the unconscious people and the ugly expressions of the Grim Reapers, and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Really, there's no way we can communicate at all!" Mozart said with a headache. He could see that these two were extremely self-centered women who only believed what they wanted to believe. As long as other people's words were different from what they wanted, they would automatically ignore them.

"Don't bother talking to them with useless nonsense, Mary. Come on, let them see for themselves what the most beautiful singing voice is and who is the best idol singer."

9 Mozart gave up playing the lute to a deaf ear and turned to Mary.

"Yeah." Mary nodded.

"Enjoy yourself, it's time for the performance!"

fMozart waved his hands, and two batons appeared in his hands. Headless white angels holding various musical instruments appeared in the palace surrounding Mary and Mozart.

"Wave! Sing! This is a joyful dance party! I am Marie Antoinette, I am the Queen of France. Let me bloom brilliantly!"

Accompanied by Mozart's accompaniment, Mary opened her cherry lips and sang beautifully. Her body began to sway rhythmically as she performed a gorgeous song and dance.

Before Mary opened her mouth, the Grim Reapers, who were worried that her singing would rival Nero's and Elizabeth's, and who were about to block their hearing, froze in their tracks the moment the voice rang out. Goose bumps appeared all over their bodies, and they shook involuntarily along with Mary on the stage.

"It's simply a voice that only gods can make."

"The sound of nature! Is this the sound of nature?"

"I'm so happy! I can actually hear such beautiful singing!"

"A hundred times stronger than Nero and Elizabeth! No! A thousand times!"

The Shinigami in the audience were all amazed, staring at Mary who was dancing freely on the stage with their bright eyes. Even Aizen and Kenpachi Zaraki, the two extremes, showed an intoxicated look.

It shouldn't have been this exaggerated. Even if Mary's singing and dancing were beautiful, and Mozart's accompaniment was superb, these captains were centuries, even thousands of years old, each with rich experience. How could they be so moved by their performance? The primary credit should go to Nero and Elizabeth. If it weren't for their atrocious, almost inhumane singing, the heights of Mary and Mozart wouldn't have been highlighted.

"Thank you everyone, and to everyone who loves me, I wish you all the best and the best!"

"I'm sorry. Frankly speaking, this stage is only third-rate. My opponent's level is too low."

Mary said enthusiastically as the song and dance came to a close, and Mozart's lips curled up into a smile.

After a few seconds of silence in the surrounding audience seats, the Grim Reapers who were reminiscing about Mary and Mozart's singing and dancing stood up and applauded loudly.

"Ahhh... How is this possible! I failed so completely! Is this a natural born idol?" Looking at everything in front of her, Nero knelt weakly on the ground. Although her subconscious mind beautified her singing to an extremely high level, she could still tell what truly beautiful music sounded like.

"Grrrl… What? I'm the Queen! I'm Antoinette! How dare you give off that royal aura!" Elizabeth finally came to terms with reality. Holding the multi-purpose magic spear, she muttered dejectedly, but soon regained her spirits. "Ha… But is that what it means to be a natural idol… Is this what it means to reach the pinnacle of glory… Fine—well, I'll keep working hard until I reach that point!"

"You really need to work hard. After all, sometimes you won't know what despair is unless you try hard enough." Mozart venomously attacked Elizabeth and Nero. "For those of you two who are naturally tone-deaf, forget about becoming idol singers. Being a simple idol isn't difficult with your good looks."

"Woo..."

"Do not……"

Nero and Elizabeth were deeply hurt by Mozart's words. They shivered and huddled together in the shadows for warmth, and mushrooms seemed to be growing on their bodies.

After Mary's concert, the shadows brought by Nero and Elizabeth were dispelled, and the spiritual pollution of the people who were still awake was cured and restored to the most perfect state.

"It's really a voice that heals the heart." Ukitake Jushiro sighed in a low voice. After listening to Mary's concert, not only did the previous mental pollution disappear, but even the psychological shadows caused by various unexpected events in the past two days also faded.

A few minutes later, the barrier was still maintained, but there was no one on the huge stage with a radius of 100 meters. Witnesses such as Mary, Mozart, Dion, Sanson, Gilgamesh, Arthur, Yatogami Tohka, and Yoshino returned to the audience seats behind the stage. Servants such as Nero, Miyamoto Musashi, and Okita Souji were discussing the contestants for the first match with the Shinigami.

"Let me be the first one on our side. What about you? Who will fight with me in this match?"

Elizabeth stood on the stage in front of the prison city of Sait, holding a magic gun, and shouted to the death captains who were discussing.

Glancing at Elizabeth on the stage, Kyoraku Shunsui lowered his hat and whispered to the other captains, "You may know a little bit about Elizabeth, but I'll repeat it. Elizabeth came from the famous Bathory family, a family renowned for defending Hungary from the Turks. Their emblem is a dragon's fang, but she was also the most prolific female serial killer in history, earning titles like 'The Bloody Countess,' 'Countess Dracula,' and 'The Bloody Lady of Chahetis.' She believed human blood could preserve her youth, and she possessed ample privileges to practice her superstition. It's said that Countess Elizabeth murdered approximately 650 people, drinking their blood or using it for bathing. She was ultimately imprisoned in a tower and died."

Kenpachi Zaraki ignored Kyoraku Shunsui's words and sat aside with Yachiru Kusaka, his eyes fixed on Hercules on the other side of the audience. He had a special feeling that the guy could give him a good fight.

The other captains listened to the information provided by Kyoraku Shunsui and turned their attention to Tosen Kaname.

They all knew that the weaknesses and causes of death of the Heroic Spirit in his lifetime would become his greatest weakness. So, no matter what abilities Elizabeth had, the most suitable person to defeat her was Tosen Yaoi. The ability to close the five senses would definitely make Elizabeth suffer.

"In other words, Elizabeth's weakness is confinement, because the innocent monster's skills may have the power of a vampire or a dragon. The others cannot be analyzed for the time being." Aizen said with a serious look, thinking.

"Then leave this battle to me. For justice and for those 650 innocent lives, I will kill her with my sword." Dong Xian Yao said in a deep voice, his tone firm, making people know that he could not change his plan.

"If we kill him, it will have a bad impact," Ukitake Jushiro said hesitantly, turning his gaze in the direction of Suzuki Chojiro.

The other Shinigami also understood what Ukitake Toshiro meant. This competition was held to test the strength of Valhalla and not to become a mortal enemy with Valhalla. If someone died, it would be troublesome.

"Don't worry, just give it your all." Chojiro Suzuki understood what Ukitake Jushiro meant and said, "You've probably heard that the true form of a Heroic Spirit cannot appear in the real world. The Heroic Spirit that appeared is merely a clone of its class. Even if you kill it, it won't affect the true form."

The Death Gods looked at each other in bewilderment. They had indeed heard of this statement, but no one believed it. The weakest was only the vice-captain, and the regular ones were captains, and there were even some who were superior to them. With such a strong spiritual pressure, it was just a clone. How could they believe it? He was just an ordinary person in his life, and he died again.

Chapter 247 First Round

"We're just wondering, if you're the winner of this match, will this land belong to the Roman Emperor, the Countess of Italy, or even become the domain of the Greek gods? Oh, and that young lady, you don't look ordinary, do you? I forgot to greet you before because of something else. And I'm not sure what to call that young lady. Is she qualified to obtain a piece of territory for her own country?"

This is what is called "never stop until you say something shocking". Ichimaru Gin's words caused a great stir on the Internet, because half of the Heroic Spirits participating in this competition are from other countries, and most of them are of noble status, even the Greek Hercules is among them, and they can fully represent their countries. However, there are only three known Heroic Spirits from Japan, and their status is far inferior to that of emperors, earls and gods, and they cannot represent Japan as a country.

The Japanese Prime Minister's face changed and became extremely ugly. The mayor of Rome was already considering using Nero's influence to secede from Italy and rebuild the Roman Empire. The President of the Republic of Hungary was discussing with members of parliament how much benefit they could get from Japan this time.

The Death Gods and Elves in the barrier were also shocked by Ichimaru Gin. They had never thought that the problem Ichimaru Gin mentioned would be to sow discord. This was also a deliberate obstruction. If no one could resolve the consequences of this problem,

However, Gin Ichimaru still had a smiling face, as if the words just now were not spoken by him.

"Haha, what a cunning kid. The way you laugh is the same as that guy Qingming. I am Shuten-douji, the demon king who rules over Mount Oe. As for this territory, forget it. I don't have so much time to waste on governing it." Shuten-douji leaned on Hercules' shoulder, looked at Ichimaru Gin with his hazy drunken eyes, chuckled and said, exhaling the fragrance of fruit wine from his mouth.

"Shuten-douji? The famous Demon King is actually a female?" Kyoraku Shunsui looked at Shuten-douji and said frivolously, but no matter how frivolous his tone was, it could not hide his shock.

It’s troublesome. Why do we have such an opponent?

The expressions of the Shinigami such as Soi Fon, Kuchiki Byakuya, Ukitake Jushiro also became solemn. Abarai Renji, Ōmaeda Kichiyo, Ise Nanao, and even Kurosaki Ichigo and Ishida Uryuu showed expressions of fear.

The famous Shuten-doji was already a great monster that terrorized Japan a thousand years ago. Even Unohana Retsu, who is more than a thousand years older than him, grew up hearing the name of Shuten-doji. No matter whether Shuten-doji is a boy or a girl, the deterrent power of this name will not decrease at all.

For a moment, everyone looked dazed, with confusion in their eyes.

However, the next moment, Kenpachi Zaraki and Unohana Retsu discovered that something was wrong with their bodies. The powerful spiritual pressure instantly expelled the charm of the wine. Sensing the powerful spiritual pressure that erupted, the other bewitched Shinigami quickly woke up. Aizen, who was not affected at all, also followed the crowd and regained his clarity.

"Oh, you are worthy of being Shuten-doji. Is it because of the fragrance of this wine? We were all attracted by it at once." Ichimaru Gin's gaze was like his magic gun, piercing Shuten-doji sharply.

"Although my name is Shuten-douji, and I do like to drink, my ability in life wasn't alcohol," Shuten-douji said drunkenly, raising the wine dish in his hand slightly. "This wine is called Shenbenki Poison Wine. It's the fine wine that Raikou used to frame me. Because it tastes so good, I used it as my Noble Phantasm."

God-like poisonous wine? Isn't that the sacred wine that the Four Heavenly Kings obtained from the gods? It's fine for ordinary people to drink, but it's extremely poisonous to monsters. It's not Minamoto no Raikou's Noble Phantasm, but was taken away by Shuten-doji. So this is also possible?

Everyone quickly recalled the legend of Shuten-doji being defeated by the Four Heavenly Kings of Raiko, and also learned what the fruit wine he had poured into his mouth was. Everyone cast strange glances at Shuten-doji. Who could have imagined that the very thing that killed the Heroic Spirit itself would be used by the Heroic Spirit as its own Noble Phantasm?

"Well, my name is Artoria Pendragon, and I'm just an insignificant apprentice swordsman." Lily spoke, attracting the attention of the Shinigami. She clenched her right fist over her left chest, bowed slightly, and gave a standard knight's salute. She responded to Ichimaru Gin, "My mission is to participate in the competition. As for matters such as the ownership of the territory, please negotiate with my Master."

"Pendragon? The ancient royal family of Ying? Or the Dragon King?" Aizen glanced at Arthur who was sitting in the distance and asked Lily.

Because the surname Pendragon was the name of many Ying kings in ancient times, and it also means Dragon King, Aizen quickly associated it with Arthur, who has the blood of a red dragon.

"Right now, I'm just an immature, half-baked swordsman." Lily said modestly.

Just as Elizabeth and Nero had already thought it through and were about to say something controversial, the Knight of the White Stork spoke up, "There's no need to waste time. Shuten-douji doesn't need this territory, and Lily isn't qualified to own it right now. As for Elizabeth and Nero, don't you see that?"

"What?" Broken Bee asked in confusion. Didn't she see anything? Was there something hidden?

The Knight of the White Stork continued, "Nero, Lily, and Okita Souji look exactly alike. This can't be a coincidence unless they are related by blood. In other words, as Okita Souji's ancestors, Nero and Lily are fully qualified to represent Japan in the competition targeting Japanese territory."

"What?!" Okita Souji screamed, looking at Nero and Lily who were also stunned with a confused look on his face. What was going on? Just participating in a competition, Miss Okita had two more ancestors.

How could it still be like this?

Even Aizen's face turned stiff. This was too ridiculous. A Japanese, a British or perhaps British, and a Roman. These three people could be linked together just because of their similar appearance.

"Haha, what you said makes so much sense, I can't even refute it." Seeing the three people's identical looks and expressions, Ichimaru Gin's face twitched a few times, and he swallowed the words he wanted to refute. Because they were too similar, especially when you only look at their faces and not their bodies, and they made the same expressions.

The Knight of the White Stork spoke again: "As for Elizabeth Bathory, the Hungarian Countess, she was a descendant of the Habsburg dynasty. Her homeland, Transylvania, was once ruled by Caesar. Marie Antoinette was the French queen with Habsburg ancestry. Born in Vienna, she was the youngest daughter of Francis I, Holy Roman Emperor, and Maria Theresa, Queen of Hungary. France was once occupied by Caesar when it was still Gaul. Nero once performed the feat of Hercules and fought a lion."

"Huh?" Elizabeth was watching Nero's excitement, but she didn't expect to become part of it. Mary's eyes were darting around, and she felt a little dizzy. Hercules didn't react at all.

"In other words..." Ukitake Jushiro pressed his head. After listening to a lot of words, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Whether it's Elizabeth, Hercules, or even Queen Mary, they all have deep connections with Rome, so there's no problem for them to fight on behalf of the country that is descended from the Roman emperor." The Knight of the White Stork made the final conclusion and ended the conversation.

"So, France, Hungary, and Japan are all descendants of Rome?"

"Oh my god! This is really exciting! How come I never realized there was such a relationship between these four countries before?"

"And Great Britain. Pendragon is a royal surname, so he's very likely a relative of King Arthur. So, Nero must have left descendants in Great Britain when he conquered it."

"If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have remembered that Nero once conquered Britain and did something truly unkind. He allowed his men to rape the two daughters of Boudica, the queen of the British tribe."

"Don't make such accusations upstairs! The person who gave the order was clearly the governor Catu Decianus. Nero didn't even go to see Boudica at that time."

The internet is always prone to going off topic. The original discussion about the relationship between Rome and other countries quickly turned into Nero's tyranny and Boudica's misery. However, the Japanese Prime Minister had no time to pay attention to the developments on the internet. He now didn't know whether he should be happy that the crisis caused by Soul Society was perfectly resolved, or be annoyed that Japan inexplicably had several more ancestors, and their status was not low.

The Prime Minister's thoughts could not affect the great barrier. At this time in the barrier, because Gin Ichimaru could not refute it and the other Shinigami did not want to interrupt, the first game was about to begin.

Dong Xianyao's figure flashed and he appeared right in front of Elizabeth. He pursed his lips and faced Elizabeth. The soul-slaying sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and the murderous intent locked in the scabbard also burst out.

"Blind man? Are you my opponent?" Elizabeth asked arrogantly.

"Captain of the 9th Division of the Gotei 13, Kaname Tōsen, challenges you in the name of justice."