I really didn't want to burn it.

"……Why!?"

Merlin stopped again.

He opened his eyes wide as if he had seen something strange.

Then, as if he were avoiding something, he jumped back.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo-you're really kidding, right??"

Merlin touched his neck, staring warily at the man who called himself Sanson.

Beheaded.

Just now, Merlin had an image of himself being beheaded on the guillotine.

However, "Sansong" did not move at all, nor did he activate his Noble Phantasm.

Naturally, Merlin's head was still intact and connected to his neck.

but……

"why?"

Merlin murmured to himself.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, he actually saw his own head fly off.

"Surely I, the child of nightmares, have suddenly learned to daydream? That's too unrealistic~?"

Merlin broke out in a cold sweat. He thought it was just a normal sparring match, but the white-haired guy opposite him was actually going to kill him.

What made Merlin even more uneasy was that he had a premonition that he was really going to die.

"Am I under some kind of illusion?" Merlin asked Fou, who was perched on his shoulder. "Do you know what he did, Fou-chan~?"

"Fufu~"

Fufu shook her head slightly, indicating her denial of Merlin's question.

"How could this be? What exactly happened?" A bead of cold sweat trickled down Merlin's temple.

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"Oh, this is going to be interesting."

In the Rome lounge, Nero excitedly stood up on a chair.

Yes, Your Majesty just wanted to see the battle scene more clearly, not because you were too short and your view was blocked.

"Come on, let me see how things develop next."

Nero, standing on the chair, excitedly shook his leg, looking impatient.

Chloris didn't quite understand Nero's fanaticism.

"That guy named Merlin was just making weird moves by himself, wasn't he? What's so great about that?"

"Lady Flora, don't you know?"

"What do you know? Besides, I told you not to call me by that Roman barbarian's name!"

“Yes, Lady Flora.” Nero said insincerely, “Lady Flora, that man named Sanson forced the enemy back without using any techniques. This is the Conqueror’s Haki that Leon once talked about!”

Nero said with longing, "Legend has it that some people can intimidate or frighten their enemies with their own 'spirit,' and that is Conqueror's Haki."

"..."

"Hmm... could it also be the long-lost art of killing with one's eyes?"

Seeing that Chloris's eyes didn't quite agree, Nero made another assumption.

"I don't think so."

Chloris shook her head slightly.

She felt it was time to hang Li Ang up and give him a good beating.

What nonsense are you teaching little girls all day long?!

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"Tsk, I can't believe I've been pushed to this point by a Frenchman..."

Merlin maintained his "wielding a sword with a staff" posture, slowly circling around Li Ang, probing his opponent.

The current situation is really too strange. Merlin doesn't dare to make a move rashly, let alone chant any spells.

What if this man suddenly rushes over and shaves your head off while you're casting your skill?

a circle.

Two laps.

lock up.

……

In the past, Merlin would have already cast an invincible magic shield on himself, then charged in and unleashed a flurry of attacks.

Merlin, who suspected he was plotting something, was very cautious and dared not overstep the safe distance between himself and "Sanson".

"Aren't you coming?" Li Ang said arrogantly.

"Don't look down on me! You know Leon, right?! That big nobleman of yours in Rome, I used to beat his butt with my sword every day until he cried!"

Merlin's words made Li Ang raise an eyebrow.

"Hmph~ Take this~?"

Merlin thought his diversionary tactic had worked, so he quickly took a step forward to launch a sneak attack.

"Been seen through?!"

Merlin made this judgment immediately after realizing that the other person's gaze was fixed on him.

"will die!"

Then, as if hinting at something, Merlin instinctively stopped what he was doing.

Ignoring the immense strain on his body, and despite the unpleasant cracking sounds coming from his knees, Merlin forcibly stopped his "death charge."

The result of forcibly defying his body's inertia was that Merlin fell to the ground, his legs twisted in a bizarre, toad-like shape.

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"Mr. Merlin...did he fall down on his own?"

Mashu watched in disbelief as everything that was happening on the field unfolded.

The Knights of the Round Table around him kept praising Merlin's strength, but then one of the so-called powerful Knights of the Round Table actually performed a fall on flat ground right there and then.

That's it? That's it? The top-tier skills at the Round Table are only this level? Really? Really?

"Seems to be."

Gawain rubbed his eyes; Merlin's actions were simply too much for him to bear.

“Li Ang once said that when a person is possessed by a ghost or has a nervous spasm, they will do things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand,” Agguiwen guessed.

Lancelot analyzed seriously, "Merlin has his own plans, doesn't he? Maybe he's using the 'Tiger Descending the Mountain' move to feign weakness first, and then suddenly launch an attack?"

Cui Beishang pointed to the field: "Look, Merlin has stood up again. He should prepare to fight back."

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"Why……"

Merlin got up from the ground, covered in dust.

Although "Sanson" remained in the same posture, Merlin believed that if he really rushed forward, the executioner's cleaver would slash through his chest.

"What are you doing? Hesitation will lead to defeat."

Li Ang curled the corners of his mouth and uttered a sound that was not very harmful, but extremely sarcastic.

Merlin's body trembled violently, a feeling of irritation washing over him.

"What a terrible fellow... but I understand what's going on now," Merlin complained, panting heavily.

Despite his disheveled state, Merlin finally understood the true nature of the images in his mind.

That was a scene I made up in my head.

No, more accurately, it should be the future.

The man who called himself "Sanson" saw through his actions completely and warned Merlin through his futuristic vision.

“If you don’t stop, you’re going to die. Look, like this.”

Merlin's eyes captured the other person's expression and inner thoughts, which were ultimately expressed in the form of images.

If Merlin doesn't force himself to change his actions, then the image in his mind will actually become reality.

"I can't believe I was scared by some unreal images... Wait, when did my clairvoyance develop future vision? Or does it evolve at EX level? That's so illogical!"

He mistook the illusion that he had been slashed for reality.

"Since a sneak attack won't work, let's break through head-on! I, Merlin Ambrose, am second to none in martial arts!"

Merlin muttered to himself as if speaking to his instincts, and took a step forward.

"It's just future vision anyway, as long as I make myself invincible..."

Bah!

A heavy thud was heard.

The next instant, a violent impact struck Merlin's entire body.

"Well done, Fufu."

Suddenly, Merlin heard these words.

Fou, so it was you who betrayed me? Since you could bribe Fou, you must be...

Then, Merlin lost consciousness.

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In the center of the playing field, Merlin lay flat on his back.

The invincible Merlin has fallen.

"Well done, Fufu."

Li Ang approached Fufu and looked at it calmly.

"Good acting!"

Li Ang gave a thumbs up and winked at Fufu!

"Fufu~"

Fufu raised her head with the aloofness of a cat, seemingly having picked up some of Phil's little quirks after spending so much time with him.

"Fufu."

Fufu stretched out her paw and gestured a number.

"Don't worry, I'll have DD give you extra food."

Li Ang nodded.

Merlin is really strong, so strong that Li Ang can't win without using his signature runes, but Li Ang doesn't want to reveal his identity here.

They wanted to win, but they didn't want to be exposed.

Leon had no choice but to resort to underhanded tactics, secretly engraving runes on Fou's claws during the previous attacks, so that it would attack Merlin.

Yes, that's right.

The images Merlin saw were not an upgrade to his clairvoyance at all; they were all the work of Fou.

To put it simply, Merlin scared himself into losing.

As for why it was made so complicated, instead of just surrendering...

Li Ang exclaimed, "How could I possibly lose to Merlin?!"