I really didn't want to burn it.

"As expected, Li Ang... just like you said, people always do crazy things on the battlefield!"

Ritsuka didn't wait for all the Hassans to arrive before she began her charge. She opened her mouth and shouted slogans—it didn't matter if anyone heard her, the more important thing was to instill courage in herself.

So, Ritsuka raised the Allied Forces' flag high and charged in the opposite direction of the retreating Allied Forces.

The Hundred Faces followed closely behind Ritsuka, helping to deal with the enemies who were trying to attack their Master.

Faced with dozens of followers, the soldiers of Black Rome suffered considerable casualties.

This also drew the attention of the coalition soldiers to this unusual allied force.

The soldiers, still in shock, stared in astonishment at the young girl charging towards the Black Roman army, and many stopped in their tracks.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

As the battlefield commander, Agravan also noticed this discordant assassination squad within the army.

Agguwen, who was working hard to reorganize the front lines, immediately realized that this was an opportunity.

He quickly reined in his warhorse and shouted into the direction Ritsuka had run, "Everyone! Lady Fujimaru Ritsuka has set a great example for us! Are you all even less capable than a teenage girl?! Follow in her footsteps, charge!"

Morale is always the most important thing for an army, and sometimes an army with high morale can even produce miracles.

The soldiers, who were initially at a loss, felt their blood boil when they saw Ritsuka charging towards the enemy.

Yeah, the little girl rushed up there, why should I run?

So the soldiers who had begun to retreat raised their weapons and ran after Ritsuka's battle flag.

In an instant, the Allied soldiers roared a deafening battle cry.

The retreat was reversed thanks to the persistence of a little girl, and everyone began to launch a counterattack against the Black Roman Empire's army.

The morale problem that had plagued the Allied commanders for so long was solved by that ordinary girl from Chaldea with her boundless courage.

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"Is that the Chaldea Master?" Diarmuid noticed Ritsuka running by, a sinister smile creeping across his face. "Perfect, I'll take your head—"

click!

His spear was blocked by a greatsword.

"Don't go! Stay here!"

Mordred said in a relaxed and cheerful tone.

"Hmph, I have more important tasks to do now." Diarmuid impatiently tried to get rid of Mordred.

Instead of retreating, Mordred advanced and relentlessly entangled Diarmuid.

"Oh, Li Ang once said that the more the enemy doesn't want to do something, the more likely they are to do it!"

"Get out of my way! You android!"

"Hehe, I won't!"

Mordred laughed and swung her sword at Diarmuid's head, humming the war song that Leon had taught her.

"Swords slash down on the heads of the Japanese devils! Brothers in arms across the country! The day of resistance has arrived!"

As he listened to the annoying song, Diarmuid's face grew increasingly gloomy.

"Who would understand your singing!"

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"Haha, interesting! Is that the Chaldea Master? The way she waves the flagpole is quite reminiscent of my own back in the day~"

Joan of Arc, riding on the black dragon, burst into laughter. Just as she was about to make the dragon beneath her swoop down, she saw a flash of light.

"Tsk."

Joan of Arc.Alt quickly jumped onto another dragon beside her, watching the headless dragon slowly fall, her face full of displeasure.

"I would never let you get close to Lady Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

Siegfried raised his greatsword and challenged Joan of Arc.Alt.

"Siegfried, you traitor!" Joan of Arc roared. "You should be on our side!"

"No, I am a Servant! I am a hero who protects humanity!"

Siegfried leaped onto the back of the dragon and jumped toward Joan of Arc. Alt.

"Then come and protect it!"

Joan of Arc showed no fear as she waved her flagpole at Siegfried.

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On the ground, Ritsuka led the Allied soldiers, boosted by their high morale, and they marched triumphantly to a high point, securing a favorable position for the Allied forces.

"Ouch—"

After reaching the high ground, Ritsuka seemed to have exhausted all her strength. If it weren't for the flagpole planted in the ground, she might have collapsed to her knees on the hilltop.

"Hey, you can't even handle this?"

A pair of delicate hands supported Ritsuka.

"Your Majesty Nero?"

Ritsuka is delighted.

“Well done, Lady Ritsuka.” Agrave also arrived at the hilltop. “Your Chaldea is truly remarkable. Both you and Mash command my utmost respect.”

"whee."

Ritsuka smiled sheepishly.

"Alright, leave the rest to us. You should hurry and head to Rome with His Majesty Nero."

"Is it really okay?"

Ritsuka looked ahead, and before her stretched a vast expanse of black Roman soldiers, their black forms like an endless sea of ​​waves. In the sky, all sorts of flying dragons blotted out the sun, occupying most of the heavens.

“No problem, you’ve already secured a favorable position for us,” Agravan said with a smile. “Compared to that, you’ll have a bit of a hard time later.”

"Hard?"

"Hmm~ I've got this sorted out."

Upon hearing Nero's words, Ritsuka realized that she was already tied to Nero's back.

"Wait?! This is..."

Ritsuka immediately sensed something was wrong; she wanted to resist, but it was too late.

Merlin said this formal attire was specially designed for me, but I don't know if it will work or not.

As she spoke, Nero took off her outer garment, revealing her golden armor. At the same time, a pair of mechanical wings with obvious mechanical structures unfolded from her back.

At the same time, something resembling a mecha girl with superhuman weaponry from a science fiction story rose from the ground and floated on either side of Nero.

"Wow! It looks great!"

Nero's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets.

Conversely, Ritsuka's face darkened.

"Your Majesty Nero, I think it would be better to take a safer route to Rome?"

Unfortunately, Nero was no longer listening; she excitedly began inspecting the equipment.

"Hmm~ Golden Venus Costume check complete! System operating normally!"

Nero looked up at the sky with excitement.

"and many more--"

Ritsuka's face was pale, and she looked nothing like the "Goddess of Victory" she had been before.

"Nero Claudius! Assault on the Golden Venus! Proceed!"

Ritsuka felt a tremendous acceleration pressing her tightly against His Majesty the Emperor's back.

"Why can't we use spatial teleportation?!"

With these questions in mind, Ritsuka and Nero flew towards Rome at an extremely fast speed.

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PS: Regarding Nero's new look, you can imagine it as Nero in a swimsuit wearing a divine costume.

It's a pity that Nero's outfit is too old; there aren't many good pictures of it online. Most are just photos of figures and a few scattered cosplay images. →_→

Mimi searched for ages before finding these few barely acceptable pictures, it's unbelievable...

Actually, I wanted to talk about Wonder Woman's golden armor more, but unfortunately, its performance in the movie was just too awful. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Chapter 113 Galahad: I ran into the shield, the shield ran into me (Fan Wei face)

The city of Rome.

Even under the bright sunshine of day, the city still maintains black as its main color scheme, and the ink-like blackness makes one wonder if it can ever be washed away.

However, this was not something that Artoria, who was riding a horse, needed to worry about.

Rather, it might be a good thing that Rome's environment is so terrible; perhaps some man will run off to settle in Britain after the war because of it.

For Artoria, the most important thing right now is to win this war and rescue her "Queen"—Leon—from the "demon."

"Is it okay for Wang to rush so fast? This is completely different from the original plan, isn't it?"

"Bedeville, who was following behind Artoria, asked with concern."

“Wang has been holding it in for three months. Let her vent,” Tristan sighed. “To be separated from the one you love…it’s such a sad thing.”

"I don't think that's the reason."

Bedivere's lips twitched slightly.

Although he didn't know about the concept of sensory communication, Bedivere believed that Artoria's eagerness was definitely not just because she hadn't seen Li Ang for too long, given that her boss was becoming more and more irritable and even showing signs of menopause.

Of course, for the sake of his own life, Bedivere kept this part of the story buried deep in his heart and didn't tell anyone.

"Ignore this lovestruck woman," Chloris said nonchalantly. "Our mission is to find the two Holy Grails, destroy the spells on them, and completely sever their connection with Romulus!"

"The Holy Grail is yours to keep! I'm going to deal with that woman!"

"I'm at the forefront," Artoria said without turning her head.

Bedivere and Tristan exchanged a surprised glance; they hadn't expected the King to be listening to their conversation.

but……

"Women... I should say, as expected of Li Ang?"

Bedivere shook his head slightly.

He's already hooked up with another woman in just three months; that's just too enviable...

Pooh!

This is going too far. It would be better to put this energy into the king, at least it would make things easier for the Knights of the Round Table.

Tristan, still moved by his own words, exclaimed, "Such a thing actually happened... The King is truly too sorrowful!"

"No, she's absolutely furious!"

Bedivere said with such certainty.

He had a reason for saying that, because Artoria had already leaped high into the air on her white horse "Hengoron," her twirling spear aimed at the gates of Black Rome.

"A light emanating from the end...!"

Artoria chanted the incantation for the Holy Lance, and the spear in her hand burst forth with a dazzling golden light, adding a touch of brightness to the Black City.