Chapter 404: Shakespeare Joins the Gang, and the Burning Sensation in the Chest

Chapter 405 Shakespeare joins the gang, the burning sensation in the chest

A tingling sensation came from his back, and Amakusa knew that this was not only the fear of facing the gun, but also the sense of crisis that the plan was about to collapse.

Standing in front of them was a mysterious and powerful Servant, a dangerous killer who almost killed Vlad III, and an envoy sent by the Magic Association.

Not to mention whether he could defeat him, even if he defeated him, what should Amakusa do with Shuoyue?

He didn't know where the Master who summoned Shuoyue was, and whether he was watching all this!

Amakusa was still considering, but his Servant, Empress Semiramis, didn't have so many thoughts. From the moment Shuoyue pointed a gun at her, Semiramis classified him as an enemy.

And since he was an enemy, he had to be killed.

The fingers under the exquisite robe fiddled, and the poison that was enough to kill the Servant mixed into the air and spread. Then she cleverly bypassed her master, Amakusa, and headed towards the moon...

"Bang!"

The gunshot broke the silence of the church, and the empress trembled all over, revealing an unbelievable look.

In her vision, the purple mist symbolizing her poison was streaked by the bullet. 'They', who should not be affected, were like poisonous snakes that were hit in the seven inches. After a moment of spasm, they suddenly collapsed!

"Click."

The sound of loading sounded again, and the brass bullet shell fell to the ground, making a crisp bouncing sound. The young man looked at the stunned master and servant, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At some point, his pupils had turned into a deep rainbow blue.

"Poison is useless to me, Your Majesty the Empress."

In front of the 'Mystic Eyes of Death Perception', even concepts can be killed.

Poison is useless to this servant.

When Amakusa realized this fact, he also realized that they had no way out.

He had been planning until now, and it seemed that he had already controlled almost all the servants of the Red Team, but now he was so helpless.

Except for the only reliable Empress Semiramis, whom he summoned personally, who else could he summon to help them expel the New Moon?

The Shakespeare who wrote stories in his study all day long? With his strength, copying a hundred of them would be a waste.

As for the outstanding Rider, Archer, and Lancer... Even if they were allowed to take action, once the room was destroyed in the fight, would they point their weapons at the New Moon, or at Amakusa who controlled their Master?

——There was no choice.

At the same time as realizing this, Amakusa sighed with relief, stretched out his hand to signal the Empress to retreat, and took a step forward to look at the New Moon with his pure eyes.

"I think you have already made up your mind about what is going on in the room, Lord Sakutsuki."

"Of course, so you don't want to make a big noise, do you two?" Turning the fist gun, Sakutsuki smiled maliciously, "I am very patiently waiting for your explanation, Amakusa?"

"...Then please give me some time." The young priest took a deep breath and took off his usual disguise. With the light of the spirit, what appeared in front of Sakutsuki was the savior saint who symbolized mercy and compassion.

The hunting robes interwoven with red, white and black, and the pale long hair tied into a ponytail, when the boy's face was expressionless, you could capture the Shimabara of the past, the saint of the past, from that look.

After taking off the priest's black robe, this is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, the boy who served as the leader in the uprising in the early Edo period - the Shimabara Rebellion.

"I..."

"Stop——!!!"

Tiancao, who had returned to his original appearance, was about to speak when he was interrupted by Shuoyue. The black-robed young man put away his two guns and circled around Tiancao, who looked like an ancient man, making a "tsk tsk" sound from time to time.

Finally, before Tiancao showed a puzzled expression, Shuoyue stopped and clapped his hands.

"Yeah, that's right, it feels right."

"...What feeling?"

"Well, didn't you feel it, Empress?" Sakutsuki smiled at Semiramis, "Our priest exudes a self-satisfied atmosphere of 'because of this and that, humans should be obedient and be saved by me'."

"...Puff."

"Hey, hey, Assassin, that's too much." Amakusa looked at the Empress who turned her face away and laughed, and held his forehead in distress, then turned to look at Sakutsuki, "From what you said, it seems that you have seen people like me?"

"Of course, people like you are frequent visitors to the Holy Grail War." Sakutsuki pretended to be an experienced person, dear He patted Tiancao's shoulder affectionately, as if he was not the one who just issued the threat, "Oh, to be honest, I like people like you."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that you can bring me a lot of fun!"

The young man in black robe clapped his hands and said in a shocking voice: "You are like a shit stirrer, always able to turn this dirty world upside down. Although the result is unknown, the process is exciting enough!"

"Actually, you actually describe me as a shit stirrer..." Tiancao was stunned, but Shuoyue's description was damn appropriate, so he couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while, so he could only say sullenly, "In other words, you give up being my enemy?"

"Of course!"

Sakutsuki was waiting for Amakusa to say this. He patted his chest and fully demonstrated the nature of a fun-loving person: "You 'saints' are all like this. That's why I look forward to your outstanding performance next time. After all, out-of-control justice is much more exciting than ordinary evil!"

Laughing with such expectation, Shuoyue really gave up the problem of tracking down the room, but turned around and strode out of the sight of Amakusa and the empress, leaving only the master and servant looking at each other, and then sighed at the same time.

Although they got the support of Shuoyue, why do they always feel that something is wrong...

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Shakespeare's study

"Hahahaha... It really surprised us. I didn't expect that you would be such a person."

The flashy man in colorful clothes laughed at the table regardless of his demeanor. And Shuoyue, wearing a black robe, leaned against the door frame and smiled back.

"That's natural. After all, I have the right to enjoy those beautiful things - before the destruction comes."

"So that's it. In other words, the struggle of a hypocritical saint, the superiority and inferiority of countless wishes, and even the intersection of the past, future and present are all worth appreciating in your eyes!"

Shakespeare easily understood the implication of Shuoyue's words, and laughed more excitedly: "I guessed it right. You are our pen, our hands and feet, and you are an excellent actor who can participate in this story and disrupt this drama on our behalf!"

"Thank you, Mr. Shakespeare."

Facing the dancing Shakespeare, Shuoyue returned a reserved smile.

After ending the confrontation with Amakusa, Shuoyue took advantage of the time when the empress's sky garden had not yet been built and the monitoring intensity was not high, blocked her surveillance, and came to Shakespeare's study alone.

Just as he thought in the church, now is the time to turn this great writer into the blue camp.

As for the method, it is also very simple - just reveal yourself and the blue side's plan to do in this Holy Grail War to Shakespeare.

Then this great writer will jump into the pit by himself like a rabbit seeing a carrot.

As expected, after Shuoyue casually talked about some plans, Shakespeare immediately fell into an excited state.

"Interesting... Really interesting! In addition to the black and red sides, the 'blue' camp, the former winner of the Holy Grail War, is a cold killer who has mastered mysterious magic!"

His beard trembled with Shakespeare's shouting. He walked back and forth in the study, and his brain trembled because of the burst of inspiration. Suddenly, he stopped his steps abruptly, and his pair of bright eyes shot straight at Shuoyue.

"I agree - I agree to become your member! Let me sit in the special seat and enjoy the opening of this grand drama!"

At the moment Shakespeare announced his joining, Shuoyue's chest suddenly burned, and he felt a connection established with him somewhere.

"This is..."