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"You lose, Boudica."

"Ahem, ahem, the emperor's privilege..."

She fell to the ground, coughing up blood. More than 1400 years later, she was defeated by Rome again.

"I didn't expect that I would cause you so much harm. I'm sorry."

Nero inserted the primordial fire into the soil, squatted down and looked at Boudica. Seeing her concerned look, Boudica sneered.

"Do you think you really won, Nero Claudius?"

"What do you mean?"

"We have won this battle."

Nero came to his senses and looked at the fortress behind him. The Anatolian Fort used to guard the strait had already been hoisted with the Byzantine flag.

"My mission is just to hold you back."

Boudica had never felt so refreshed. It was the first time she saw a confused look on the face of the Rose Emperor. She slowly stood up and looked towards the place where she came from.

"Nero Claudius. Do you know that someone is waiting for your visit in the capital of Constantinople? You know, that person is someone that even the Caesars of all Roman dynasties could not disobey."

"I'm looking forward to seeing what expression you'll have when you hear his name and see his figure."

After that, Boudica's body turned into a spirit and left here, leaving Nero alone here, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time...

"......Did Yu lose?"

A chaotic night passed, and the raid ended with the fall of the Anatolian fortress. Hector was trapped in an unfamiliar formation for 12 hours before he came out, but by the time he got out, the fortress had changed hands.

"Mr. Hector."

"It's okay. We can take it back when we lose it. But compared to this, Nero's problem is more important now."

Looking over, Elizabeth saw Nero sitting quietly under a tree with her head down. She was very worried about this. As long as she could make her return to normal, it would not be a problem for her to admit that she was not as good as Nero.

The morning sky was overcast, which was in line with Nero's mood. Now she needed to think and needed guidance. She could handle the former by herself, but the latter... who could do it?

......

"Oh my. Really, Servants really are not free beings. No matter what legends they have or how superhuman their strength is, they are just familiars in the end."

"How ironic it is to have the power to travel the world as one pleases, but not to have freedom!"

"Well, don't you think so?"

"......Let's get back to the point. The complete destruction of this era. The collapse of the Ottoman Empire, the death of human history, this is the duty given to me by my king."

"Oops. Excuse me. Speaking of which, you are also a Servant, Murad."

"I have no interest in your life."

"And your son, Mohammed?"

PS1: Your Majesty Nero is guilty, guilty. This is purely for the plot needs. I am a loyal Roman citizen!

PS2: It was already dawn when I finished typing...

Chapter 057: Detective Tamamonomae in Action

"Ms. Nero? Are you okay?"

"...Yeah. What's wrong? No, I have already made up my mind. Everyone go back and rest. Victory and defeat are common in the military. We will be back."

After saying this, Nero, standing on the hillside, looked back. The original goal of the Anatolian Fortress and Rumeli Fortress was to cut off potential aid to the Byzantines through the Bosphorus. They were located on the other side of the Bosphorus, thus helping the Ottomans achieve their goals.

But now, these two fortresses have lost this function.

"Matthew."

"Well, I also noticed that His Majesty Nero is not quite the same as before, Aoife."

Not only them, but everyone could see that Nero's mental state had become particularly depressed. The energetic man of the past had disappeared, and standing there was only a man named Nero Claudius.

The Emperor of Roses disappeared.

The return journey was the same as the return journey, but unlike before, the atmosphere among everyone became gloomy, and Nero's own emotions were like Roman fever, spreading to the entire team.

When the guards at the gate of Bursa saw the returning troops from afar, they thought it was news of a victorious return, but after communicating with their returning colleagues for a while, they lost interest.

The news of the defeat quickly spread throughout Bursa to everyone who was qualified to hear it. After Nero briefly reported the reasons for the defeat to Sultan Erdogan, he returned to his house and stayed indoors.

"I thought that after becoming a Heroic Spirit and having a second life, I would not be trapped by the past." Tamamonomae, who came hurriedly, looked at the tightly closed door and could only shake her head, looking helpless.

"She has become like this after just a few days of not seeing her. To be honest, I am beginning to wonder what happened that night. Can you guys tell me about it?"

Tamamonomae was determined to solve this problem, so she took out paper and pen and wrote down the content of the conversation carefully.

"It should be around 8 or 9 in the evening. We received a message from a seriously injured undercover agent that Rumeli Castle on the other side of the Bosphorus had fallen. He died of his injuries shortly afterwards. Now that I think about it, this was all a conspiracy."

As Ritsuka recalled the scene at that time, he suddenly remembered what he was reminded of before leaving, about the Caster on the Byzantine side.

"I think we may have forgotten the impact of that Caster."

Mashu's answer was a little different. In her opinion, Nero usually looked at the map from time to time, and often spent more than an hour at a glance.

"Which map was she looking at?"

"It's the same one hanging on the wall, Miss Tamamo."

Under Mashu's guidance, Tamamonomae saw the map. There was nothing special about the map. It was so ordinary that almost everyone had one.

"The green area is the original Ottoman territory, the area marked with diagonal lines is the part conquered by Attila, and the purple area is the Byzantine Empire. In my memory, His Majesty Nero sighed the most when he saw this map."

"We are getting close to the truth, Mash, but I think I need to ask the others."

When Tamamonomae found Ophelia, she was teasing the big lion that Nero raised. She originally thought it would be a very dangerous thing, but after experiencing it personally, she found that it was just like raising a larger cat.

"How many times did His Majesty Nero climb the tower and look across the strait?" Ophelia was surprised why Tamamonomae asked this, but when she thought about it, it was true.

"If Miss Tamamo says so, it reminds me that Miss Nero looks at the other side of the strait three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening. It's very regular. I don't know why she does this."

In fact, the truth should have been clear at this point, but Tamamonomae, who knew Nero very well, did not think so.

Of course, there was a Roman reason, but that was not the reason why Nero acted like this. If it was really because of that complex, she would have carried the lion to the other side at night on the first day she was summoned.

She thought of one person, Hector, who had been trapped as a defender of the city for nearly twelve hours during the battle.

"Ask uncle what happened in the castle at that time?"

He narrowed his eyes, as if trying hard to recall.

"When Ritsuka and the others went down to fight, I was the only Servant left in the castle. A few minutes later, I received news that we had lost the tower of the fortress. Now that I think about it, I should have realized what I had mentioned, but at the time I only thought it was Lancer. After instructing the people around me, I went up to look for that Lancer myself."

"Lancer?"

"Well, Lancer Leonidas I, the Spartan king who always leads his troops, is the only one who would personally lead people to do this kind of thing. But he is also very skilled at doing things. After all, Thermopylae was built by him."

"And that is indeed the case. After I arrived at the tower, I started fighting with the man. If there were no external forces intervening, I think I could have held him back until the nearest Elizabeth came to support me."

“But something is wrong here.”

"Yes." Hector said. "I was tricked. Except for one Servant who stayed behind to destroy Constantinople, the other three servants came out in full force. I mistakenly entered the formation set up by that Caster, and was trapped in it for a long time."

"So do you know the name of that Caster?"

"Sorry, I don't know. His name is the same as the Servant guarding Constantinople. It is unknown information to us."

Although the information she obtained was detailed enough, Tamamonomae still couldn't be happy. She saw several clues, but didn't know how to connect them together, just like a ship without a keel.

"By the way, Hector, from what you said, do you know the names of the other two people?"

"Well, like me, you are good at defending the city, which is very suitable for Constantinople."

"Their names are......."

"Lancer's Leonidas I, and Rider's Boudica."

Tamamonomae knew the truth.

"It's like Lancelot meeting King Arthur. Fate is really amazing."

Chapter 058 Use the Flame Fist on them!

Although the islands in the Aegean Sea are like pearls on a crown, the Ottoman Empire's rule there is relatively weak. Therefore, the Athenian peninsula brazenly proposed the extremely ridiculous idea of ​​four emperors ruling together. If nothing else, Constantine XI would be furious after hearing this.

Mersin is located in southern Turkey, on the Mediterranean coast, across the sea from Cyprus. Mersin Port is the largest port in southern Anatolia, located at the westernmost end of the Adana Plain. It has excellent port conditions and is one of the garrisons of the Ottoman Navy.

But now, this port was empty, no, there was not a single ship. Captain Barto, who had originally wanted to wipe out the entire Ottoman navy here, was furious when he saw this scene.

"Let them run away! Otherwise we can definitely kill them all here, fuck!"

Although it sounds arrogant, the Lion of St. Mark is qualified to say such words. The flagship of the Invincible Fleet, the Veneto, has ten cannons on each side of the lower deck, more cannons at the bow and stern, and large square sails on the front and rear masts. In addition, there are thirty oars on each side of the hull.

This kind of warship can already run rampant in the Mediterranean, but the most terrifying thing is that the Venetians can produce 10 more identical warships like the Veneto.

"I think they are not too far from us, Captain. With Cyprus still in your hands, they have nowhere to go in the Mediterranean. The only place they can go is the Black Sea."

"Mr. Alvin means..."

"I'm afraid they have already attacked Constantinople first." Alvin looked at the sea. The shark swam freely and quickly on the sea, sometimes sinking into the sea, sometimes leaping in, with amazing agility.

"Captain, I think we have to hurry up," Alvin said, knowing that this moment was crucial to the change of the battle situation.

"But our transport ship is still behind..."

"Then let them take their time. Now we are going to cause trouble for the Ottomans."

According to the British straight-line distance unit, Mersin is nearly two hundred miles away from Constantinople. Between the two places is an endless plateau and a strait.

The climate here is far from mild. Although the Ottoman Empire has experienced more than two hundred years of expansion, it has not yet reached its peak. Under the leadership of Attila, the Turks' sphere of influence is still expanding. It extends to Bulgaria in the west, Syria in the south and east, and the former holy land - Jerusalem. Now it is working hard to open up the road to Western Europe. However, no matter how powerful János Hunyadi is, he does not have much time left.

It's funny to say that, although he claimed to be a Jewish magician in the Clock Tower, he had never been to Jerusalem.

In the Bosphorus Strait at night, a Turkish fleet is advancing rapidly. After the fall of two fortresses built for Constantinople, Sultan Erdogan thought of this naval force. Although the Byzantines in the Golden Horn not only have a superior terrain, their fleet is really not worth mentioning. This is one of the reasons why he chose to let this fleet recapture the fortress.

"Captain, we will be able to reach the sea near Constantinople tomorrow morning." The first mate walked into the captain's room and said. Although they claimed to be Ottomans, they spoke with a Genoese accent.

"Slow down, be careful of the reefs."

In essence, they are actually mercenaries of the Sultan. The distance between here and Genoa is very high and far away, so they can do whatever they want. The news that a group of pirates were captured by the Venetians a few days ago made people in this sea area panic all day long. You know, Genoa may not be able to defeat Venice now.

So after receiving Sultan Erdogan's "order", they fled faster than Vichy France. After all, the Galata area still belonged to Genoa, so there was no delay.

A breeze blew on his face, and Alvin looked up from his book, which now lay on his lap as he sat in the captain's cabin. The ship was cutting through the sea, all the square sails and jibs spread to make the most of the wind.

The journey from the port of Venice took him first to Corfu, then to Cyprus and Mersin - but unfortunately he had to go north through the Dodecanese and the Dardanelles to the Golden Horn in the Sea of ​​Marmara.

Captain Balto came in from outside, his face not looking good. "Some of our warships have engaged the Genoese in Rhodes Island, which will greatly slow down the overall speed of the fleet."

"What's the quantity?"

"Not much, but it's a night battle, so it will be troublesome."

"Then let the warships involved in the battle occupy Rhodes. Their port is very advantageous. Then let them attack the ships carrying food to the Turks."

"But in this case, our chances of winning against the Genoese fleet ahead will be much lower."

"Don't worry, Balto." Alvin closed the book. "Just shoot at them."

"What if the Genoese at Galata come charging?"

"Then use the Flame Fist on them."

Alvin left the captain's room holding the book. Captain Balto looked at his back and said something to himself.

"Is it really possible?"

At dawn the next day, Alvin came out after a good sleep. Not getting seasick was a blessing in this day and age. You know, there was nowhere to buy medicine here.

The Golden Horn Bay was calm in the early morning. Over the foam floating on the sea, Alvin saw the dome of the cathedral dyed golden by the first rays of morning glow on the front deck, and saw the flock of pigeons on the church platform. As the pigeons flew, he saw the Orthodox Patriarch worshiping on the balcony.

Of course, there was the Ottoman fleet ahead. After a night of travel, they finally caught up.

"Hey, mate, is this enough distance?"

"Not close enough to fire, sir."

"No, I asked about the distance between the foremast and their stern, mate."

Alvin looked at the ship in front of him, and madness once again dominated his consciousness.