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Chapter 121 - Chapter 121: The Troublesome Swordsman (1)

"Hey... what do you mean by going on strike now!?"

"I told you, Olga. I said I restored Rome all by myself..."

"No, even so... what am I supposed to do!? I need to find the others too!"

"They'll be fine... If it's at France's level, it's okay. Using current sight without issues, I can see they're all safe. After resolving one singularity, let's take it easy and heal."

"No, but I'm the director──"

Grabbing Olga's hand, which was fated to worry, I pull her down and embrace her in my arms.

"Now now, let's cast away the worries and relax. I'm seriously tired, Olga."

"Ugh... ah, okay... So, can you let go a bit...? It feels good, but the stares are prickling...!"

Putting down Olga Marie, who was trembling under Artoria and Nero's sharp gazes, I just looked up at the sky. Ah, I don't want to work...

"But, Master."

"What is it, Nero?"

"Everything's fine, but... I'm bored."

"I feel the same."

"... That's true."

Yeah, everything's troublesome, but damn, I'm bored... No choice.

"Can't be helped... Let's go on a trip."

"No, traveling in a singularity...? Is that okay?"

"Olga, compared to Rome, France is child's play. If we put our minds to it, we could erase the singularity."

"Hmm."

"Why not?"

France or whatever, wiping it out is a simple task... That's why I have no motivation. After Rome, I keenly feel it's not a level where I need to step in.

"We'll fight appropriately in easy mode. If we exert ourselves and fight properly... it'll just be a massacre. So, let's take it easy and enjoy the trip."

"What about the others...?"

"... It's about raising them strong from the start! They'll manage on their own!"

"You've become an irresponsible adult...!"

"No, I'm tired from fulfilling my duties too much... In that sense, shall we walk?"

"Even though you're not a Berserker, you feel like one..."

Anyway, we just set off on a journey for healing, ignoring singularity restoration or whatever. To do that, we first walk leisurely as if on a stroll...

"We've been walking for an hour, and there's nothing..."

"Indeed. It seems we landed in too remote a village."

How come there's not even a village, let alone a city? Nothing around, where exactly did we Rayshift to? Finally using current sight to find a nearby village or city...

"Hmm. It'll take about three hours to walk."

"That's serious..."

"I know. Walking while talking is fine, but if we just keep walking, it'll get boring, right?"

"You're riding a bear though!?"

While everyone else is walking, Illya alone is riding Shiro (the bear). Typical of Illya...

Nero and Artoria seem fine with me by their side, but... they look a bit bored. The scenery hasn't changed much either...

"But, something interesting-looking is coming on the way."

"Interesting-looking?"

Olga Marie tilts her head, and from beyond the sky, a dragon appears. A dragon named Fafnir.

"D, dragon...?"

"Hmm, should I discipline it?"

"That looks good. Right now, from afar, who is it looking down on..."

Fafnir's mere presence made the red dragon of the apocalypse and the dragon god of the holy spear uneasy.

"Probably, a dirty fireworks show will happen soon."

"No, what do you mean──"

Whoosh!!!

"Kyaaak!?"

"No, what do you do to bring beasts along, Berserker..."

A crimson pillar of fire suddenly surges up, startling Olga Marie and making her fall. I catch her with one arm around her waist. Artoria's eyebrow twitches at that. Jealousy, perhaps... troublesome.

"Now, it's time for applause! I shall show you my power."

Nero immediately Beastifies. A small black orb appears in her hand. That looks similar to what Kama uses...?

Then, Swish! The black orb disappears from Nero's hand in an instant. It appears in the sky. And then...

KABOOM!!!!

The black orb grows巨大 and from it, a seven-headed dragon emerges, devouring Fafnir and the surrounding wyverns. Fafnir, with its torso bitten off, falls. The Servants on it are seen falling from far away. They're like beans, need clairvoyance to see.

Then, the red dragons breathe fire, and Fafnir and the wyverns vanish. Hmm... this is what they call power creep.

Jeanne Alter falling from afar is seen cursing. How do I know? From her lip movements. Wyverns that dodged the breath are visible...

"This should be enough."

Artoria points at the wyvern swarm with her finger, and a golden beam shoots from her fingertip. The goddess Artoria can shoot beams at least anti-personnel Noble Phantasm level with her hand. Massacre with magical beams is easily possible.

As it hits one wyvern, a huge explosion occurs. Jeanne Alter's group is blown far away by the blast.

Pathetic, but... that's the harsh reality when caught by bored gods.

Seems unreasonable? That's the bitter taste of the world...

"No, what exactly..."

"Artoria aside, Nero is stronger than that."

"Are you saying I'm weaker?"

"Isn't that right?"

"Hmm... I'd like to fight you seriously on this opportunity."

"I'll pass because it's troublesome~ Anyway, you're completely defeated in bed."

"Why are you bringing that up!?"

"Haha."

"Night play, huh... I want to do it too..."

"Hmph, you who played around with men and ruined your body."

Artoria mocks Nero's promiscuous sex life, and Nero chuckles in response.

"What do you know? I have been reborn. I am the reincarnated Nero from another world! Yes, my body was reconstructed and reborn... so, the current me is a virgin!"

"Wha, what!?"

This is a bit surprising to me too...

"Hmph, you, from 1500 years ago, probably don't even remember taking a virgin's experience well? I'll remember it vividly."

"Kugh..."

"No, what are those two doing?"

"Not acting their age."

At Illya's words, the two flinch momentarily. Well, it's true...

"Now now, frankly, even I find your conversation a bit low and vulgar... So, both of you stop, and let's go catch the fallen people?"

"No, they already ran away."

"Hmm?"

Using current sight at Nero's words, they've already disappeared. Did they teleport using the Holy Grail's power? Their situational awareness is faster than expected. Probably ran because they knew they couldn't win. As expected of a Jeanne copy, good judgment.

"Too bad..."

"But there's another one over there, right? A twin?"

"Huh?"

A twin...? Then...

"Nero, let's go there right now."

"Is it her... I intentionally turned off my divine eyes. If it's a reunion with a friend, it's better to meet directly. Guide us."

"Hmm? Do both of you know her? Hmm... can't be helped. Follow me."

"Am I the only one not understanding the situation...?"

"Usually, when involved with Berserkers, it's like this."

We follow Nero into the nearby forest. What she saw must be Jeanne. A long-awaited reunion with her... I intentionally turned off current sight, and Artoria also turned off her divine vision in anticipation of meeting her close friend Jeanne.

My heart is pounding at the thought of the reunion after so long.

Entering the forest, we sense a presence. She's here... Jeanne.

And... the meeting with her after years is...

The worst.

"Fe, Fergus...?"

"... The saint, eating humans..."

"No no! It's, it's an animal's heart!"

"Jeanne... at least you should cook it before eating."

"That voice, could it be Artoria!?"

"Hmm, eating a raw heart. The texture is good, I hear."

"A saint... could it be, that person is Joan of Arc...? Joan of Arc, eating a heart...?"

"Wow, I've never seen someone eat a heart raw like that~"

How hungry was she to just eat a raw heart... I didn't wish for this kind of reunion...

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