Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"Ah this..."

"Will you bring dinner? I don't want to work hard anymore."

"Would you like to lie down with me?"

"No, we are more surprised that you were able to come out of the room, Akagi Hinako-senpai."

"That means we didn't buy dinner, right? Nero, let's just go to bed."

"Okay, I'm a little tired right now, so I'll ask you to ask the servants to prepare dinner."

Looking at Nero and Aku Hinako who lay down again, Ritsuka shook his head.

"These two are surprisingly compatible."

PS1: It’s quite emotional. After I finished coding at four in the morning, I picked up my phone and saw that QQ was bombarded. Only then did I realize that today was my birthday.

In fact, after I turned 18, I wasn’t as excited about my birthday every year as before, and I even felt like I didn’t want to celebrate it.

But on second thought, taking the college entrance examination on my birthday would also be a way to celebrate, but unfortunately I no longer have this opportunity.

Just treat it as a normal day in July.

Finally, happy birthday to me.

[As a result, Kuang Na became my birthday present HHHHHHHH]

Chapter 029 Fatih Doesn’t Want to Be Fatih

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this, Migu... What have you been doing these past few days, Migu￣△￣?"

"It's nothing, just running across the peninsula to the other side to climb the mountains."

"That's really amazing, Migu. It's not easy to climb up that mountain."

Originally Tamamonomae came to Nero today to discuss something, but by some strange coincidence it ended up being a team building event with Chaldea.

It’s not bad though.

"By the way, Miss Tamamonomae, do you have anything to do with Nero?"

"It's not a big deal, anyway, you'll know about Migu today."

In this case, perhaps we can give their attitude a try.

"Well, let's go now, Migu<(￣︶￣)↗[GO!]!"

After disguising themselves, Tamamonomae led them out quietly through a small door. Under Tamamonomae's guidance, they finally truly recognized the city called Bursa.

The paths were lined with stalls of all kinds, where people from all over the world were buying what they needed. Whether they were Christians, Jews or Muslims, they were all busy with their transactions. The sounds of hawking and bargaining in Turkish, Greek, French and Arabic were heard one after another. As a German, Ophelia could even recognize the dialects of Bavaria, Saxony and Cologne. Although the pronunciation was somewhat different from that of her time, she always felt at ease when she heard the words of her hometown in a foreign country.

She either knew a few languages ​​or could only guess at them—Armenian, Bulgarian, Serbian, and Persian, I suppose—but the most piercing voice in the market was the cries of a group of tall, white, red-haired, bearded vendors, but they made something that left Ophelia fundamentally confused.

Tamamonomae held Ritsuka's hand and guided them through the bustling crowd.

"Welcome to the Galatia District," Tamamonomae said with a smile. "For centuries, this has been a gathering place for those Europeans and poor Asians who stole here. There is no place in the city that is more mixed than this."

It is for this reason that he set up his base here.

"I heard that you met the messenger Migu on the way here ≡ω≡?"

"Messenger, which one?"

The Jade-faced Fox laughed, but his expression turned serious. "The Messenger Fatih is also the original Sultan of this country."

"I have always wanted to ask you this question, Lord Tamamonomae." The voice coming from the headset was Olga Marie. When Romani was forced to get off the plane and Sion to rest, she returned to her rightful position.

"Is Attila the current supreme leader of the Ottoman Empire, no, the Hun Empire?"

In response, she just smiled slightly.

"No, it's not. It was called the Hun Empire only because of Attila, but for this country, more people still prefer to call it Ottoman Turkey. Attila didn't respond to this question, of course, it may be that she has never thought about it at all."

“So the situation now is…”

"Yes, the person in power now is still the Sultan."

Having said this, Tamamonomae's face became serious again. Now that there were not so many people on the road, they also relaxed their pace.

"But this sultan doesn't leave a good impression. Maybe all Turks want him to step down, and he lived up to expectations by doing a series of things that ruined his popularity."

They arrived at a small square, and Tamamonomae pulled them aside. Following the direction she pointed, Ritsuka vented that there were four suspicious guys gathered in the corner. Those guys were wearing dark gray armor with rough red wool coats and shirts underneath.

"Those are the new sultan's spies." The fox witch glanced at them and lowered her voice. "Don't look at them. Their numbers have been increasing in the past few months, and they know very well that the servants will not attack them. This is even more true. Migu┑(￣Д ￣)┍."

"Look, they're moving."

As they were talking, a sturdy man was tripped by their legs stretched out on the ground, roared and rushed towards the guys, looking very angry. He held a huge sword in one hand and a mace in the other, and it seemed that he was ready to eat them alive!

"Boy, do you know what you did?"

"......"

There are always people coming to offer their heads. Sometimes when Tamamonomae sees this kind of situation, he always wonders, does he have no brains?

"I think he should just turn around and run away, Migu━━(￣ー￣*|||━━."

Facing the incoming attack, the instigator simply turned sideways nimbly and stretched out his leg. The strong man immediately stumbled, and the huge kinetic energy made him completely lose his balance. So the guy rushed directly into the spice barrels in the corner, and fell down headfirst. After a loud bang, he was buried in a pile of yellow powder and could no longer move.

After easily getting rid of the blind guy, the guy changed to a more comfortable position and continued to lie down.

"Little Mashu, what do you want to say after seeing this scene, Migu?"

“It’s like a meerkat pouncing on a cobra, or fishing behavior.”

"Wow, this expression is so accurate Migu?(^?^*)!"

"Thank you, Miss Tamamonomae, and please don't hold me so tight."

The fox witch glanced around and said, "We'd better leave. This kind of fun happens every day, but now is not the time to watch fun."

But just as she said this, she saw a group of mercenaries rushing over from the opposite side of the square, shouting and yelling. It seemed that the sound of fighting attracted a lot of people, and the crowd gradually gathered around. It seemed that watching the excitement was human nature.

"Right now, we should leave. He should be back by now."

"Him? Who is that?"

"The original Sultan of this era."

......

Frankly speaking, after ten years of ups and downs, Fatih has become accustomed to being alone, and he also needs to plan for tomorrow's work.

So he went into a tavern in a Genoese gathering place and ordered himself a glass of Pigato wine and a plate of macaroni in broth. This delicacy from the Apennine Peninsula conquered the Sultan in just one try.

He then spent an hour walking the streets of the Galata District. From the outside, he looked like a tourist who was fascinated by the colorful and noisy streets. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, when he encountered patrols and mercenaries, Fatih would blend in with the crowd nearby. It is incredible that this is a skill mastered by a sultan.

He crossed the small square and turned into another small street. This street was slightly wider, and there were rows of shops on the side of the street. Fatih stopped in front of one of the shops and carefully reached out and pushed open its door.

Inside the house was a small, flat courtyard with some barrels piled inside and a few packages stacked against the wall. In the middle of the courtyard was a floor door with some stone steps underneath. There was also a tower in the left rear corner of the courtyard, which he used for worship on weekdays.

"...Ms. Tamamo?"

"It's not easy to find a sultan who lives in this tiny house."

"So, are you visiting my humble abode today to give me some mission?"

Tamamonomae kept shaking her head, and her tail moved involuntarily, making people want to touch it.

"Look who they are?"

Behind Tamamonomae, he saw the "personal soldiers" of Nero Claudius, whom he had met only once that day.

"Greetings, Sultan Mehmed II."

"Please allow me to ask, are you going to let me fight on the front line?"

"Before that, please allow us to introduce Chaldea..."

After some introductions, when the "unknown" magician revealed the Chaldean plan to him in full, the Sultan's reaction was beyond their expectations.

"I say, you should seek help from someone else..."

Fatih showed obvious resistance to their proposal, which seemed incredible to them.

"Look, the new Sultan is doing a good job. He may even become the first Sultan to rule Asia and Europe. Why would such a person come to a simple messenger like me?"

“Do you think people really like that clown named Erdogan?”

"I--"

He couldn't refute this. Since he had become an ordinary person, he couldn't help but lean towards this side in his view and judgment of many things. To be honest, this guy from the royal side branch who didn't know where he was from was really messing around with the country. I'm afraid his brothers would be better than him if they took over the management.

But the current situation is that anyone can become Sultan except himself. He has a keen sense that if he really returns to the throne of Sultan, he may lose a lot of things he lost in the past.

He doesn't want to do this.

The first round of negotiations came to an end, with Chaldea ending in failure.

Bursa is worthy of being the capital of the empire, with bustling commercial streets and intricate open-air theaters, and countless alleys full of shops. All good things - from perfumes to spices, from sheepskin to Kabul blankets, from fir furniture to swords and armor, from silver and copper coffee pots with carved patterns to tulip-shaped teacups, and even tea from the far east are all available. Everything that humans can think of and hope for is sold here. The air is filled with the cries and sales sounds in different languages.

But this is nothing more than a false prosperity, because countless eyes are watching their every move, and merchants doing business here are often bullied.

Not far from the downtown area, in front of Nero Claudius' residence, Tamamonomae was saying goodbye to Ritsuka and the others.

"Well, that's all for today. Thank you for your hard work. Go back and have a rest early, Migu."

"No, it's more like we want to thank you, Miss Tamamonomae."

"Well, compared to this, I hope you can take care of Elizabeth when you go to the front. Don't look at that lizard girl. She is a person who is afraid of loneliness and has a lonely nature. And Nero...really. Does she understand that once she lets down her guard, she will fall into the evil path..."

"Haha, Ms. Tamamo really cares about her companions."

When Ritsuka and the others were about to take a rest after a tiring day, they received a notice from Nero Claudius.

"I'm sorry, although you all just returned, I received an order to go on an expedition to Anatolia."

"Anatolia?"

"It's a castle across a strait from Constantinople. Attila's intention is very clear. After dealing with Belgrade, she has no worries and will turn around to deal with this stubborn holdout."

Nero leaned back on the sofa, his eyes unconsciously looking at the map. In front of the vast green ocean, this little red area was so precarious.

That was the capital of the Byzantine Empire, that was the afterglow of the Roman Empire, that was the last gasp of the thousand-year-old empire.

At the same time, it was also the country she loved deeply.

"Your Majesty Nero, you can absolutely—"

"It would be meaningless if I didn't personally take action. Her purpose is not only to encourage her subordinates who are fighting hard and lend them a helping hand..."

"—but to let me witness the destruction of Rome with my own eyes."

"Therefore, I hope you can accompany me here. How about it? Are you willing to come together?"

Nero hugged his legs, revealing only his small head. His green eyes were dull and even the single hair on his head was drooping, completely losing its luster.

Seeing this, they made eye contact. "

...What should I do, senior?

Nero had made it clear that Anatolia was one of the front lines in the war with Constantinople. Putting aside Nero's own perspective and emotions, the Holy Grail was likely there, and the actions of the enemy followers who possessed the Holy Grail were likely there.

And maybe Mr. Alvin and Leonardo are there too. Although the significance is unclear, I hope they are imprisoned.

It is best to act with Nero for now. Although there are dangers involved, this is necessary, everyone.

Then there's no way.

Go ahead, and take care of yourself.

...Yes, Senior. I think so too.

"Then it's decided! Nero Claudius will lead the army in person! The target is Constantinople, the capital of the Byzantine Empire..."

"...We will set out tomorrow morning..."

PS1: Using Rome to destroy Rome, isn’t this a cycle?

PS2: 3:28, woke up and went to the hospital ┌|*??｀|┘

So annoying

PS3: My birthday is on the same day as Aunt Aoko's. Aoko and I are so close~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～