Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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At this moment, Her Majesty Nero was no longer the charming and alluring woman she had been before. She was wrapped in a white gauze dress and holding a bouquet of fragrant roses in the sauna.

"Hmm, that means there are two enemies who possess the Holy Grail."

Nero nodded, clutching his enormous chest.

"One is a coalition of Roman forces composed of false emperors."

"The other is Queen Boudica, who is burning with the fire of revenge and has her eyes on Rome... Indeed, Rome is already on the verge of destruction."

The allied forces could cross the sea to attack, while the vengeful queen could directly cross the Alps from Gaul to deliver a devastating blow to Rome. Undoubtedly, Rome is now in a situation where it is attacked from both sides.

Fujimaru Ritsuka comforted her, "It's alright, just wait a little longer, maybe things will turn around."

"Senior...is this a worthwhile turning point?"

“We can first look for the spiritual veins and then see if we can summon Servants... After all, although this is Rome, it will be called Italy in the future. And Gaul will be France in the future, so there is no problem with us summoning heroic spirits that can help us.”

"That's true... but if the opponent has multiple Servants, we don't have an advantage in combat power."

"Hmm." Nero nodded. "The enemy outnumbers us. If we were to fight head-on, even you would be stretched thin, wouldn't you?"

That's true, but sometimes, quantity doesn't guarantee victory.

This era, this field, this sky is the perfect venue to perform celestial magic, so as soon as Director Olga Marie's star map is released, Fujimaru Ritsuka will be able to imitate it and perform celestial magic.

“However, no matter what, I still have to reclaim Gaul first, otherwise, if Rome continues to be threatened by the northern highlands, it will have no future,” Nero said with distress.

She looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu, her ahoge drooping as she pondered strategic decisions.

"I'm going to take a gamble, Ritsuka-chan and Mashu."

"Eh?"

"I will first launch a northern expedition against Gaul, and then go to destroy the [Roman Union]."

Nero raised his head and made a decision: "This is bound to be a gamble, but I think that with Caesar and my uncle both defeated, even if the enemy wants to attack Rome, they will need to regroup their forces!"

His emerald eyes deepened, and the cheerful emperor made a decision: "Therefore, this is the only chance to break the deadlock."

"Sigh... the war with Boudica..."

Nero lowered his eyes: "Well, it's not the first time, and this time... it's time to learn about the feud between Rome and Britain."

Boudica, Queen of Isis of Britain.

Unfortunately, she is an enemy of the opposing camp.

Her resentment towards Rome, her regret for being unable to protect Britain, and the influence of the Holy Grail on her all contributed to turning this kind servant, who should have been in Rome but was moved by compassion for the people and thus helped save humanity, into a complete adversary.

There is nothing to say about this.

There are many people who can replace Boudica in the Second Singularity.

Even if it comes to fighting Attila in the end, Humanity might be able to summon Aetius and solve the problem directly... But Humanity is something that loves to solve problems in disgusting ways.

You said it didn't offer any help, right?

It did provide help, and it even worked.

But it's so disgusting that it leaves you speechless.

"Ugh...uh, ugh!"

Veins bulged on his forehead.

Her red hair hung down, and a golden crown was placed on her head.

The azure eyes had lost their loving light at some point, leaving only a terrifying gloom of anger that wanted to destroy everything.

The cries of children, the burning of fires in the city, and the vengeful queen wielding a coiled sword piercing the throats and hearts of innocent and not innocent people alike.

This is not something a woman named Boudica should do.

But she must have gone mad the moment Rome trampled on the dignity of her people.

She was not a queen, but merely a vengeful ghost, nothing more.

""

Boudica, his eyes contorted with rage, stepped out of the military tent, shield in one hand and sword in the other.

The weather outside was cold, not because it was winter, but because attacking Rome required crossing high-altitude mountains, namely the Alps... It was said to have been the domain of the gods, but now it had long been a desolate snowfield.

"What am I doing this for? What is it all for...?"

Along the way, I slaughtered countless Roman cities and destroyed countless Roman villages. Although I was sometimes filled with a desperate sense of guilt, a voice deep inside me kept telling me...

If Rome is destroyed, the power of the Holy Grail can be used to rebuild the Kingdom of Isis in Britain, and if this is done, a happy future for Britain will come.

It's all Rome's fault; if it weren't for Rome...

The Cup of Miracles said this to her.

Boudica paused for a moment, and her previously hesitant expression turned ferocious again!

"That's right, it's all Rome's fault! If only Rome didn't exist..."

She glanced at the Servant who was being controlled by the [Miracle Cup].

Lu Bu, a famous general from the Three Kingdoms period in the East

Jing Ke, a famous assassin from the pre-Qin period.

And, the fighter against Rome: Spartacus

Yes, this lineup would absolutely crush Rome, and then she would use the power of the Miracle Cup to rebuild a brand new Britain!

No nonsense.

"Attack! I will cut off Nero's head!"

"To comfort the spirits of our clansmen in heaven."

She scanned the Celtic and Gallic soldiers with her gaze before uttering words as cold as ice.

Perhaps there really is some kind of clash between them. These two enemies and sworn enemies, who should have been able to temporarily put aside their grudges, have instead found themselves in a state of confrontation.

Just then, suddenly, the huge black mass of flesh began to tremble violently.

"Ughhhhh! Ughhh..."

That was the roar of the berserker Spartacus, whose beast-like figure now shone with the light of reason and humanity in his eyes!

"Rebellious Queen! Are your actions still the resistance of the oppressed, or have you unknowingly become the very oppressor you hate most!"

"It is precisely because we know the despicable nature of the oppressors that we choose the right path of rebellion. Our goal is to liberate and protect the oppressed! Does your behavior still hold onto the love in your heart?!"

"Spartacus asked in a hoarse voice, as the enormous chunk of flesh stood there."

"My Queen! Look into my eyes and answer me!"

This is probably a question of whether a hero who slays a dragon will become a dragon himself.

"Queen, aren't you an oppressor too?!"

Boudica glanced at the enormous lump of flesh standing in the center of the military camp. She had clearly used the Holy Grail to control these Servants, and everyone obeyed her orders, but this guy in front of her... was actually defying the will of the Holy Grail.

She dared not look him in the eye.

Looking into the eyes of this "humanoid beast," she felt an inexplicable, unprecedented sense of guilt. This guilt burned through her soul like a raging fire, making her already burning desire for revenge against Rome even more unbearable.

This near-schizophrenic distortion was too painful; only the destruction of Rome could alleviate it.

"Rome is the oppressor. By rebelling against Rome, I am rebelling against the oppressor."

"Your Majesty, I am asking you, is this a battle among oppressors, or a rebellion of the oppressed?!"

This was unimportant to Lü Bu and Jing Ke.

But this was important to Spartacus, since his desire was not to rebel against Rome, but to protect the weak.

The former is merely a means, while the latter is the end.

He couldn't just stand by and watch as he had just driven off a Roman emperor, only to have a British emperor come along; otherwise, wouldn't the rebellion have been for nothing?

""

"Can't answer? Your blinded queen, your actions are not those of a rebellious morning star, but the flames of vengeful fury..."

"Shut up."

As if stung, Boudica gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and looked at Spartacus.

"Oh! Rebellious Queen, if you choose the wrong path, one day you too will become a tyrant. Spartacus is sorry that he cannot fight alongside a tyrant."

""

Boudica's chest glowed.

Possessing the Holy Grail, she can command unaffiliated followers, a despicable tactic she must employ to exact revenge against Rome.

"Obey my command, Spartacus! Attack Rome!"

The power of the Holy Grail is absolute; at least she hasn't encountered anything the Holy Grail can't do yet.

Spartacus's brilliance dimmed as his noble head was relentlessly suppressed under the pressure of coercion.

Huff, huff... Spartacus's eyes were bloodshot, he was breathing heavily through his nose, and his muscular body was taut and grotesque.

"I...I...I..."

A burst of light flashed!

The coercive contract on the Holy Grail has developed cracks and backlash!

This is impossible!

"What...!" Boudica's ferocious eyes widened in shock.

"No! Rebellious queen, this is not your nature. The queen you protect should not degenerate into a tyrant!"

"This guy's will has actually broken free from the Holy Grail's control?! How is that possible?!"

Incomprehensible! Has this man's will transcended the realm of the Holy Grail?

"Roar----!"

Spartacus roared and broke free from Boudica's control. He didn't swing the heavy club, but just looked at Boudica with his eyes.

Looking at Boudica.

It made her feel uneasy.

"Rebellious queen, you must be in unbearable pain, unable to accept this. I cannot deny your desire for revenge, but we are no longer comrades in rebellion..."

"My love is only for the weak."

The berserker laughed maniacally, though this was merely the effect of berserk mode. The real Spartacus was a complex individual, but he would never condone Boudica's twisted behavior.

Just like when he and Credor parted ways.

""

Boudica wanted to order Lü Bu and Jing Ke to stop Spartacus, but perhaps because they were both fighters against Rome, or perhaps because a part of herself still held onto something... she did not stop them.

It does not matter!

Losing one Spartacus is no big deal; as long as she's relentless in her pursuit of Rome's destruction and revenge for Britain...

In a truly good future, none of the oppressed will exist.

The inherently evil Roman Empire, with its greedy face, devoured all nations, like a monstrous beast rising from the sea.

It was born unjustly and will surely die in disgrace.

The white-clad assassin seemed to be deep in thought.

"Is there a problem, Jing Ke?"

"It's nothing, just—I hope so. This kind of blind revenge, even if it destroys Rome, will really make things better."

"of course."

Boudica's gaze hardened again: "The greed and ugliness of the Roman Empire will be destroyed by my hands. With this Holy Grail, I can even rebuild Britain..."

“I once knew a prince. He stubbornly believed that eliminating a certain person would bring peace to the world… I’m just an assassin, I don’t understand so many of the ways of the world, but—would things really be better if Rome were destroyed?”

“At least, my mood will improve,” Boudica said with a cold laugh.