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

"What does that phrase 'the past is not over' mean? Am I overthinking it?"

Alvin asked curiously, while strictly controlling himself from touching the black stockings and his increasingly restless heart.

Even Leonardo da Vinci didn't stay with me for this long.

"You didn't think much about it. This is about the incident in Paris. As compensation for the shot that almost killed you, just enjoy it, Alexander Allen."

Besides, this kind of emotional issue is really boring. All the Queen of Shadow Kingdom has to do is just watch from the sidelines.

"As for Nero Claudius, her current situation is very complicated. The shadow of Rome has always been a source of worry for her that she could not resolve. It just so happened that she responded to the call during the Battle of Constantinople, and things have turned out like this."

"One cannot step into the same river twice, but in the eyes of our emperor, if he once again helped the conqueror to take Constantinople, he would be no different from a sinner who destroyed Rome."

"Besides, she should have met Constantine XI in the Throne of Heroes. I used to have great praise for this descendant of the Palaiologos family, but now she has become the gravedigger of the empire, hehe."

"It's funny, but when the emperor is stuck in a dead end, everything she does is so funny."

"If Komnenos III hadn't stepped on the brakes, Rome would have perished long ago."

Scathach's soft words floated in Alvin's ears. Apparently, these words were telling the causes and consequences of Nero's dead end, but weren't they also talking about herself?

"But even so, she is still herself, Augustus of the Roman Empire. Even if she still can't control her heart, at least she can control her words and actions."

"What's more, she still has her self-respect, the self-respect of being a descendant of Augustus Octavian."

It was at this time that Nero slowly raised her head, and at some point, her eyes returned to their original appearance.

"My body, my words, my deeds, my will. This is me! The great emperor of the Julius Nerva dynasty! Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus!"

"Original Fire, burn with me!"

Although I am still confused inside, has the will to fight been rekindled?

It's finally getting interesting.

She kissed him lightly on the face, like a dragonfly touching the water. If he hadn't felt it clearly, he would have suspected that something was wrong with him.

"A little reward, then watch my performance, Master~"

Chapter 169 Backstab by the Teacher

Failed.

When the sun shone on the Golden Horn again the next day, Constantine looked at the artillery positions in the Spring Valley and didn't know what to say.

"Your Majesty, last night's battle report has been delivered."

"What was the result?"

"Two-thirds of the artillery positions were destroyed, and more than a dozen Furst warships and three carracks were lost."

"If this is really the only loss, then why can't I see smiles on the faces of our soldiers?"

"...we lost control of the sea, and the Ottomans regained access to Anatolia."

"Tell me what's going on."

Four hours ago, Fountain Valley.

"clang--"

With the blessing of the primordial fire, the flames were faster than the wind. Before Scathach heard the sound of the wind, the flames had already blown to her face.

She loosened her right hand, and the runes on her fingers lit up.

[?orn (strength)], [Eoh (eternity)], [Eolhx (protection)]

Three runes were fired immediately, and the magic spear struck, and Nero's attack this time ended in failure.

"A brute force, but without a heart, is that not enough?"

Nero bent over with the Primordial Fire inserted into the ground. She wanted to refute Scathach's evaluation, but she didn't have the strength.

"I can't use my Noble Phantasm..."

She looked down at the ship in the Golden Horn. Even though there was the roar of artillery fire not far away, it was still very quiet there, so quiet that it made people worry.

"After all, Ritsuka and the others are my companions. Nothing will happen to them. As a price, please, Your Majesty Nero, just stand by and watch this night raid."

partner?

To be honest, Alvin laughed at himself when he said this word.

If the conservatives in the Clock Tower knew that a group of high school students saved the world, the only result would be to laugh at them and capture them for experiments.

But at least they can keep silent.

But I am different. I have to be careful to hide my abnormality. The result of fighting alone is often to be crushed to pieces.

Walking on thin ice

Because of the roll of the dice I paid a heavy price

"On Thin Ice", a song written by Yoko Ono for John Lennon, is extremely suitable for Alvin at this moment, both in terms of the title and the lyrics. It is also because of this that he is often "beaten" as a Red Army legend.

Well, it’s pretty good to be treated the same as Cristiano Ronaldo.

"Nero is going to lose."

After calculating the time, El-Melloi II said to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"She is lost and can't find her way. She is no match for Alvin."

Those words, spoken lightly, blew up Chaldea like a depth charge.

"Mr. El-Melloi, why do you say that?"

Olga Marie clearly remembered the resume about Alvin. It was obvious that the talent tree was all about research, and there was no mention of combat at all.

"Let's see. If nothing unexpected happens, Constantinople will win a decisive victory in this war. They will have no hope of regaining control of the sea and will be completely annihilated by the three forces in the Balkans."

"After the Turks are driven out of the Balkans, the ancient Roman Empire will be reborn from the ashes. Think about it, isn't this great?"

The modern magic department monarch smiled, for people of this era, this is nothing short of a good thing.

But the next second, he denied himself.

"But I just don't like it."

He snapped his fingers, and the treasure that was originally covering the place instantly turned into wisps of white mist. After a moment of confusion, it dissipated in an instant, leaving no trace.

"The time has come. Let's head towards the Golden Horn."

After saying this, he prepared to leave.

"Mr. El-Melloi!"

Ritsuka called out to him, this heroic spirit who was now an extremely unfamiliar figure to him.

"Ok?"

"Why do this?"

He stood there for a while, as if trying to find an excuse, or perhaps preparing an explanation?

But none of these are true.

"Do you know which heroes are in the city?"

Of course, they were clear about this. Both the battle records and Leonardo da Vinci's intelligence were correct.

That is why they now have no choice but to hope that Romulus can resolve Nero's knot, but this hope is slim.

"In fact, with the exception of Romulus, who remains neutral, we are all against him."

"why--"

Before Mashu could finish her words, she saw a blue lightning falling from the sky... and landing on the deck.

“It hurts, it hurts… Why did this Noble Phantasm suddenly disintegrate?”

"Maybe it's because of a certain fox. Am I right? The fox from Xuanyuan Tomb?"

"So I hate dealing with people like you who know other people's dark history. So you also know the origins of that Akagi Hinako, right?"

"Yes, I have seen her in the Clock Tower. She is a witch from the Plant Department."

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"As for why I oppose Alvin's actions, it's simple: the world is already broken enough."

"First of all, one thing you must understand is changing the past. There are two possible outcomes for this. One is to turn that era into a singularity, and then the world will send a void to that singularity, and then try to correct this era back. The Paris you successfully restored and the current Constantinople belong to this type."

"The second one is very bad, that is, the extent to which even the Heroic Spirits cannot correct it. This situation will make that era completely independent and become an independent world line."

This was exactly what Alvin expected, but he didn't know that this result was not a good thing, and it was not proof of his victory.

"The answers we get from the singularity will cause the era to evolve into an anomalous zone. Perhaps it will develop better than the pan-human history we are in, or it may go to a more distant future than our present."

"But in the end, it will be destroyed."

If there were no Fantasy Tree, the destruction of that Lostbelt would be even more absolute, because from the very beginning, they would not be able to launch an invasion of pan-human history.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is particularly clear about this.

"In other words, Alvin's choice was not as correct as he thought. Instead, it made him make an even bigger mistake and set the world in an irreversible direction."

"You can regard this as the arbitrary decision of the monarch of the modern magic department, but I don't want to see such an extremely desperate thing happen in front of me."

"So, we chose to betray, and I, as a teacher, betrayed my own students... If he knew, he would probably collapse."

Or, just go down this path until the end.

Chapter 170 This World No Longer Needs Rome

"I want to hear everyone's thoughts on what Mr. El-Melloi just said."

After an unknown amount of silence, Romani broke the silence. It was only at this moment that she could truly shine.

But even so, Romani was really shocked by what El-Melloi II said. After careful thought, he was surprised to find that this was not an exaggeration.

She suddenly regretted not thinking for a few more seconds before making the wish.

"If what Lord El-Melloi II said is true, then we must speed up."

Ritsuka, the only one who had participated in the battle in the Lostbelt, expressed her opinion, and then several eyes were fixed on her, not only those in the Singularity, but also those in Chaldea.

Shion's eyes became full of interest. It was exciting to think that an ordinary high school student with no background had become the core of a team composed of elite magicians.

“That’s based on experience.”

"When we repair the singularities, they are also changing; it has been proven in Paris that the speed of space-time flow in the singularities and Chaldea is completely different. Maybe we are only delayed here for one day, but we may face more powerful enemies in the future."

The speed of repairing singularities is too slow, which has always been a hurdle in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind. When he was at the fifth singularity, he was delayed for a month because of crossing the North American continent, which caused him to increase the difficulty of his copy by several levels when he was at the sixth singularity.

According to Bedivere's recollection, if he could have arrived a month earlier, although he would still have faced the King of Winds and Storms in the end, he would have had the assistance of three top-level heroes, Richard the Lionheart, Philip Augustus and Barbarossa the Red Beard - and perhaps even Saladin.

But it was precisely because of this one month of delay that the Lion King holding the Holy Spear was ready to deal with everything. He almost fought until his entire army was annihilated before he managed to gain a slight victory with the help of Bedivere's scabbard.

——Then the time wasted at the sixth singularity successfully raised the difficulty of the seventh singularity by several levels.

The reason is that it was all done by myself.

"We can't stand it any longer. We must strike hard! Doctor, and Director, I want to request to advance to the Golden Horn!"

"Access is granted, Fujimaru Ritsuka, please lead your team towards our history!"

"Romani, where is this NPC from?"

Olga Marie couldn't help shaking her head when she saw Romani's answer, which was like something out of an RPG game. He was so old but still so... childish.

"That's not true. In fact, our roles are quite similar to those of the Adventurer's Guild."

Despite this, Romani's brows were still furrowed. Ritsuka's words reminded her that the butterfly effect exists even in singularities.

I have to work harder.

On the other side of the battlefield, the battle between Scathach and Nero was nearing its end.

As the scarlet magic spear hit Nero's wrist, the primordial fire in her hand flew out.

"It's over, Nero."

"Yeah, it's over."