Chapter 60
Charles Flynn
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As I walk towards Nero, flanked by my Servants, Lev (of course) comes out to gloat.
"So, what'll it be, champ? Accepting your inevitable demise? Or do you just want to kill her so much that you're willing to end all of humanity in the process?"
"Knife to the head." I reply, not breaking my stride.
"Knife to the head? That wasn't one of the-" the illusion cuts out.
'Target eliminated, Master.'
'Good job, Cursed Arm.'
The Beast doesn't precisely turn to face us as we approach it so much as it grows a couple hundred eyes in order to look at us. I suppress a shudder, and keep walking. Georgios, Xuanzang, and Galahad are still with me.Boudica and Jing Ke as well. We drew a Summoning Circle and sent Vlad and Tamamo back to Chaldea to clear up my mana flow before setting out. And, of course, we called in our ace in the hole.
"So. The traitors have come to meet their end!" Nero calls, gloating cheerfully.
"Ah! Emperor Nero! So glad to see you! I came to apologize, actually."
She blinks. "For... the treason?"
"Well, no, I'm not actually a Roman citizen, so it's not actually treason. I actually came to apologize for not trying to understand you."
She clears her throat awkwardly. "I'm... really not hearing a lot of reasons to not just kill you right here and now."
"Oh, don't worry, I don't actually mind it if you try to kill me, but first I have two magic words to share with you, words that'll stop you dead in your tracks." I grin. Come on, take the bait, if I get the timing right this will be epic.
"And those magic words would be?" she scoffs, raising one eyebrow.
"Rule Breaker."
"Rule Breaker?" she repeats skeptically.
"RULE BREAKER!" Medea of Colchis bellows as she stabs the Emperor of Rome in the back.
The Beast begins to crumble, and Nero, apparently caught by the whiplash of losing her lifelong connection to it, passes out, the Grail falling from her hands.
And Medea, who, filicidal witch or not, is rapidly becoming my favorite Servant, grabs both the Grail and the unconscious Nero, her cloak flaring out like wings as she descends.
"Thanks, Medea." I call, as Galahad slots the Grail into his shield. "I really just wanted this Singularity to be over at this point."
She smirks. "Anytime, Master."
"So, what'll it be, champ? Accepting your inevitable demise? Or do you just want to kill her so much that you're willing to end all of humanity in the process?"
"Knife to the head." I reply, not breaking my stride.
"Knife to the head? That wasn't one of the-" the illusion cuts out.
'Target eliminated, Master.'
'Good job, Cursed Arm.'
The Beast doesn't precisely turn to face us as we approach it so much as it grows a couple hundred eyes in order to look at us. I suppress a shudder, and keep walking. Georgios, Xuanzang, and Galahad are still with me.Boudica and Jing Ke as well. We drew a Summoning Circle and sent Vlad and Tamamo back to Chaldea to clear up my mana flow before setting out. And, of course, we called in our ace in the hole.
"So. The traitors have come to meet their end!" Nero calls, gloating cheerfully.
"Ah! Emperor Nero! So glad to see you! I came to apologize, actually."
She blinks. "For... the treason?"
"Well, no, I'm not actually a Roman citizen, so it's not actually treason. I actually came to apologize for not trying to understand you."
She clears her throat awkwardly. "I'm... really not hearing a lot of reasons to not just kill you right here and now."
"Oh, don't worry, I don't actually mind it if you try to kill me, but first I have two magic words to share with you, words that'll stop you dead in your tracks." I grin. Come on, take the bait, if I get the timing right this will be epic.
"And those magic words would be?" she scoffs, raising one eyebrow.
"Rule Breaker."
"Rule Breaker?" she repeats skeptically.
"RULE BREAKER!" Medea of Colchis bellows as she stabs the Emperor of Rome in the back.
The Beast begins to crumble, and Nero, apparently caught by the whiplash of losing her lifelong connection to it, passes out, the Grail falling from her hands.
And Medea, who, filicidal witch or not, is rapidly becoming my favorite Servant, grabs both the Grail and the unconscious Nero, her cloak flaring out like wings as she descends.
"Thanks, Medea." I call, as Galahad slots the Grail into his shield. "I really just wanted this Singularity to be over at this point."
She smirks. "Anytime, Master."