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

He leaned against the city wall and closed his eyes. He heard the shouts of victory in his ears, but what he thought about in his mind was what the two great emperors had said to him that day in the ruins of the Blaechnel Palace.

"Lostbelt?"

Constantine thought carefully about this unfamiliar word. Although he did not understand its meaning, he felt it was a bad word no matter how he thought about it.

"Just as there is competition in life, there are also winners and losers in history. And now is the history of the winners who made the right choices and prospered correctly. This is called pan-human history."

"On the contrary, the history of losers based on wrong choices and wrong prosperity will be interrupted as unnecessary, and even abandoned by the parallel world theory as 'human history that has reached a dead end' - these are called Lostbelts."

As if seeing his confusion, Justinian patiently explained that it must be admitted that the young man in front of him was undoubtedly one of the two most outstanding Basiliuses in the Palaiologos, and was not much inferior even to the brilliant Macedonian dynasty. This was also recognized by Bashir II.

But unfortunately, the world must let him die with Rome.

"Constantine, in fact, the Rome you and I see now is the world line that has survived the longest among countless abandoned worlds. And one thing you need to understand is that the 'mistake' I mentioned is not just a wrong choice, but also a wrong prosperity."

Constantine's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, but Bashir had already observed the unknown emotion that flashed across his eyes.

"Yes, it's just as you thought, Constantine of Palaeologus. It was he himself who assassinated Aurelian the Restorer of the World. It is also true that Diocletian, as a Heroic Spirit, asked him to retire early. The same is true for Julian the Apostate. The idea of ​​returning to polytheism was told to him by Constantine himself."

"Then your two nieces..."

"I'm not stupid enough not to find two nephews-in-law, but I did this stupid thing. By the way, if you can meet Aetius in the future, maybe you can have a lot to talk about."

"For example, why did Aetius clearly defeat Attila in the Battle of Chalons, but after his death, Rome was directly praised by Attila. However, for this world, the truth about Chalons will not be revealed - the Ostrogothic king died in the battle, and Aetius was seriously injured. He just barely stopped the Scourge of God."

Bashir crossed his arms and crossed his shoulders. He had been like this before, and his biological brother had hated him for a long time because of this.

Oh, history is really a little girl who loves dressing up.

"Emperor Justinian, the truth about the Great Plague is..."

"The invasion of the world-loved Red Dragon of Albion, the inexplicable appearance of a fictional character called Lucius, and the nonexistent Pale Knight."

"So, what do I do?"

......

Since that night, the guards around Basilius were surprised to find that their emperor began to be distracted from time to time. They advised him to rest many times, but it always ended in vain.

"Yeah, if you knew, the first thing you would do would probably be to kill me. Come to think of it, I could have gone to Moria, but I chose not to go. Isn't that also following my predetermined fate to some extent?"

Constantine took heavy steps towards the small door. When his hand touched the door, the long-lost light bullet hit the door knocker.

"If you want to open the door, you have to step over my dead body, Constantine."

PS1: Albion refers to Avio, Lucius knows it all, the non-existent Pale Knight refers to Plague, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

PS2: Things are broken, everyone. Manual review is required throughout July.

I think we should just wait until October for the trial.

Chapter 203 Negotiation failed, attack began

"Of course it's about Alvin Vasago - don't you know who Vasago is?"

With his hands behind his back, Flaunos spoke the truth that no one knew in a gentlemanly manner, his face full of mockery and joy.

"Come to think of it, if it weren't for our king's mercy and Vashak's keen foresight, that guy would have died three years ago."

"Oh, I almost forgot. I remember it was raining that day, and he was lying on the ground with only a skeleton left of his right hand. If Vassago hadn't acted quickly, he probably wouldn't have had time to grow a new arm."

"Tsk."

Shion's disdainful voice reached their ears through the headphones, and Ritsuka's tightly clenched fists loosened again. Although she knew that what he said was true, she still had the urge to knock him down with one punch.

Ophelia, one of the people who experienced this incident, lowered her head slightly, and an extremely bold idea was brewing in her mind.

"It's not the same, it's exactly... the same."

Seeing these people becoming increasingly angry, Flaunos felt even happier. As he himself said, these were all true stories.

But if you say it in a different tone, the situation will be different.

"But now, since you are already here, you still have to be rewarded."

He clapped his hands and snapped his fingers. An elusive light flashed in his eyes. Along with a flash of light, the Holy Grail, the cup of wishes that was despised by everyone and could fulfill any wish, appeared in front of everyone.

"Hand it over, Flaunos."

"Oh. You are speaking in a very good manner, Master No. 48. I heard that you were very active in Paris. You should feel honored that all the Demon Pillars remember your name."

"Thanks to you, I should have been able to return to the temple a long time ago, but I was blamed for not even being able to be an errand boy. In the end, I still have to clean up the mess you made in this era."

Flaunos spoke shamelessly. If there was someone who knew the truth present, they would know that it was nonsense, but they were not there.

"Even the pleasure of giving the Holy Grail to a fool who matches it and watching the development of events has been ruined. You are responsible for this."

"Fool?"

This word sparked a discussion among everyone in the control room.

"It should be Fatih's father Murad II, but he withdrew from the battle between him and Fatih."

So far, the only Heroic Spirits who have left the Second Singularity are Murad II as Saber and Leonidas as Lancer, so making this decision is not a difficult task.

"Then everything makes sense. There are humans or heroic spirits who can disrupt the order of the times. If the Holy Grail is given to such a person, the times will fall into chaos on their own."

In just a few seconds, Romani saw through the plan that Flaunos had originally planned. Olga Marie suddenly realized what had happened and said, "So, that's what happened last time in Paris. But this time..."

"Yes, although our positions are different, no one wants humanity to be destroyed, so you can only intervene yourself, Flaunos."

"How ironic, Professor Leif. This means that in this era, there are no people like you who betray humanity!"

Romani said this across the screen. Although it has been confirmed that those seventy-two demon pillars were all her former subordinates, there is still a problem that has not been solved.

Who else can call them to action except myself?

Could it be that pigeon?

At this moment, Flaunos, who had been blind for a long time, still mocked Romani's words shamelessly.

"You guys are just barking, you losers. From the beginning, I didn't expect much from humans. You don't even know that pointless struggle will cause pointless pain. Your ignorance is really shameful."

"Yes, you have indeed changed. You have grown a lot, Flaunos. What is your purpose?"

"Didn't I say that? My goal has been achieved long ago. If you really want to ask, this is the right thing to say, Romani Aqiman."

"You too, Master No. 48. Do you think you can stop me, Leif, the Lionel, Gusin, and Flauros, by gathering a bunch of mediocre servants?"

Ritsuka looked at Flaunos who was still mocking Laman, and he almost rolled his eyes.

No, you just think it's easy to tell about Leif Valere Lionel Gusin Flauros, Mr. Flauros, I have a longer one here.

The ultimate life form, a warrior of the Absolut people, Absolut Tartarus.

But not everyone is as tolerant as Ritsuka, and naturally there are also those who explode at the slightest provocation.

Several crossroads appeared above Nero's head. The little magic performed by El-Melloi II could not trap Nero for such a long time. Being able to endure for such a long time was already her limit.

"You're so annoying!"

From breaking free from control, to taking back the primordial fire, and then to deploying the Noble Phantasm, the whole process was smooth and directly reflected the strength of a first-class Servant.

"The theater comes from the empire - luxurious! solemn! and beautiful! Witness, this is the splendor of singing glory - that is, my golden theater!"

But at the moment when Nero unfolded the Golden Theater, she noticed Tamamonomae and Elizabeth who were desperately winking at her, and then saw Ritsuka with a stagnant expression, Boudica who was slightly speechless, and El-Melloi II who was silent, and she finally understood what she had done. In desperation, Nero could only make an expression to apologize.

"Hey."

"Forget it, plans can never keep up with changes."

El-Melloi II snapped his fingers, and eight red pillars fell from the sky again, but this time the target was not friendly forces, but real enemies.

"Oh my god, Elizabeth, are you going to do it~?"

"I know that without you telling me!"

There is no need to describe further what happened next. Fujimaru Ritsuka, who believed in the theory of firepower advantage, directly pulled it to the maximum at this moment, and even used a Command Seal for this purpose.

However, the result still happened as she had imagined the worst case scenario.

"If you dare to get in my way, I will kill you without mercy."

PS: Being able to publish it is considered a success.

Chapter 204 Render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's.

I

A Hun warrior.

He is also its king.

He is the king of destruction who destroyed the Western world.

Sword of Destruction

That's what people say.

Say I am God's punishment.

Say I am the Whip of God.

"problem occurs."

Ritsuka Fujimaru frowned. The worst situation had occurred. Attila, who was supposed to be on the battlefield, was summoned here by Flaunos and easily blocked all their attacks.

When the attack with the best chance of success is easily resolved by the enemy, it is very obvious what kind of anger and counterattack you will face next.

"You want this, right? Then use your own bodies to resist its power! Attila. Use all your strength to liberate Bao County! Regardless of whether it is heroic spirits or humans, crush them all!"

As Flaunos' extremely angry words fell, a huge amount of magical power emanated from the Holy Grail, swimming purposefully in the air, and finally all poured into Attila's body.

In just a moment, a tremendous amount of terrifying magic power was released from Attila's body, almost forming a tangible magic storm that eventually surged into the sky.

"Something happened, Ritsuka."

Romani's voice sounded, this time she spoke very quickly, but Ritsuka could still understand what she was saying.

"Is it the magic level of that Attila?"

"Well, probably because Flaunos extracted some of the magic power from the Holy Grail, Attila's magic power level has reached EX level."

......

"...EX is a special category, meaning it is so strong that there is no point in comparing. If the level is expressed numerically, E=10, and it increases by +10 as the level increases."

"Therefore, Chaldea should be extremely careful when measuring data on a daily basis. Even a small change could inadvertently affect the abilities of the Servants that are parameterized."

"If the value is A, then it is naturally strong, but what about B+ or A+!?"

"Good question, Mashu. You can understand this question by just referring to the rules."

He erased his previous writing, then picked up the black pen and started calculating again.

"Assuming that the normal ability value is 1, then the E level is 10, and increasing by 10, then the A level is 50. The + after B+ and A+ refers to the special ability that can instantly multiply the value. For example, the magic level of C+ (30) can be soared to 60 in an instant through the inherent skills of the Servant, thus exceeding the level of A (50), and C++ becomes three times, that is, 150."

"Generally speaking, B+ abilities are usually no match for A-level abilities; however, if, as mentioned above, the burst at that moment is 40×2, that is 80, thus surpassing A."

"For these '+'s, the Magic Association has already developed a very complete set of parameter rules. They divide them into three levels: '+ (plus)', '++ (double plus)', and '+++ (triple plus)'. The number of Heroic Spirits with '+' abilities is very small, so '++' is already an exceptional level of Heroic Spirits. As for '+++', in layman's terms, it is simply an exceptional level that has reached another dimension. For the sake of simplicity, the original exceptional ability value is expressed as EX."

"Of course, where there is a plus there is a minus. Take Cuchulainn for example. His luck was the most outrageous E-level..."

After hearing the conversation between Ritsuka and Romani, Mashu's brain seemed to lose control. The introductory knowledge of magic that someone had told her in the past came to her like a tide. She understood the meaning of the EX level and immediately put up her shield.

She no longer remembered who that person was, but judging from the gentle tone in her memory, he was undoubtedly an extremely gentle person.

But why would such a person forget himself?

"This magic power is too huge, even greater than my own."

El-Melloi II had a solemn expression on his face. If he, whose magic level was A+, found it difficult to handle, there was no need to say more.

Opposite them, Attila looked at Flaunos coldly with her wine-red eyes, as if she didn't take him seriously at all, as if she wanted to chop him off. But the next moment, she turned her head and lifted up the rainbow candy that was lying on the ground.

Unlike ordinary swords, in Attila's hand, the Rainbow Sword was held upside down, with the tip pointing downward and the hilt pointing upward, just like the image of the red dragon from Albion in the past.

A beam of light, like a signal, was fired from the hilt of the sword into the sky. Countless geometric magic circles suddenly appeared above this thousand-year-old capital. They gradually shrank from top to bottom, as if some weapon from outer space was aiming at the bottom with a magic circle. And Ritsuka and his group were right in the center of the target.

"It feels like something ominous is going to happen! Mashu! I can feel it too!"

No, I can’t say I felt it, but rather a sense of “déjà vu”, in the not-too-distant future, on that moon.

How did I defeat her that time?