Nero's Fashion Trends

Mo Shuying, with his new concerns, eventually stated that he would give others time for their adventures, as it was a path to becoming stronger.

If Mo Shuying were to clear everything by himself, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others would gain no growth at all, which wouldn't do.

He would serve as the ultimate backup; as long as the other party didn't resort to excessive means, he wouldn't Directly Attack the Dragon's Lair and crush their base.

Of course, if he couldn't help himself, there would be no other way. For example, in this Four Seas chapter, if Mo Shuying encountered Jason, no one should stop him! He absolutely had to slap that scumbag to death! You lazy, good-for-nothing!

Speaking of being lazy...

Mo Shuying turned to look at Merlin, then displayed a harmless smile.

"Merlin, I'm giving you two choices. Choose wisely. One: take a punch from me..."

"22222! I choose two!"

"...Two: take a punch from my master."

"...Just kill me already!"

Outside the freezing Chaldea, Merlin was tightly bound by Chains of Heaven, hanging upside down from a rock-hard Armstrong Cannon. Mo Shuying clenched his fist; one punch like this would practically send Merlin home.

"Hehehe~ Killing you directly is fine too. You asked for it, I'm not forcing it, but since you said so, don't blame me for being heartless!"

Mo Shuying raised his hand and pulled out a guan dao Noble Phantasm, skillfully twirling it a few times in front of Merlin. The sharp blade brushed past Merlin's hair, taking a strand of white with it.

"Master! I was wrong! Truly wrong!"

Merlin immediately begged for mercy. When under someone's roof, one must bow their head!

"Wrong? What were you wrong about?"

Mo Shuying stood with his blade sheathed, reaching up to stroke his non-existent beard.

"This... I shouldn't have stayed behind! As a Servant, that's a grave mistake!"

Merlin's eyes darted around as he shouted.

Mo Shuying shook his head.

"That doesn't count for much; you wouldn't have been of any use even if you went."

Li Shuwen next to him: "..."

Merlin: "Ah, Master, that stings."

"Think again. If you can't come up with it, Master, I want to learn No Second Strike. I'd like to see a demonstration first."

Mo Shuying said, looking at Li Shuwen.

Li Shuwen nodded, interlaced his fingers, and stretched his muscles. Since he had pent-up frustration with nowhere to release it, he might as well practice his punches.

"No, no, no! I'll tell you! I shouldn't have gossiped! Saying... saying that you, Master, and Gilles had problems! But Master, you have to believe me! I really didn't spread those rumors about child-rearing!"

Merlin confessed, and Mo Shuying's face darkened. He turned, narrowing his eyes at the Green Dragon Great Saber in his hand, stroked the blade, then suddenly opened his eyes wide!

"I'll hack you to death, you bigmouth who ruined my reputation!"

*SWISH!*

A flash of the blade! Merlin immediately closed his eyes as if he dared not look, but a few seconds later...

*CRASH!*

The Chains of Heaven disappeared, and Merlin plopped into the snow with a splash.

Mo Shuying sheathed his blade.

"If there's a next time, I'll use a Command Seal to order you to reveal all the embarrassing things you've ever done..."

Mo Shuying's words made Merlin tremble, but Mo Shuying ignored him and turned to leave.

Only after Mo Shuying had left did Merlin poke his head out of the snow, a strange smile on his face. He turned and lay in the snow, his eyes filled with emotion.

What an interesting Master...

Because the third Singularity was being pinpointed, it would take a few days, which meant it was Mo Shuying and the others' time to rest.

Mo Shuying went to the control room and found Dr. Roman.

After Mo Shuying explained why he was there, Dr. Roman looked puzzled.

"You want to see what the second Singularity looks like now? It should have already merged with history. I suppose after this comes Nero Caesar's decades of rule, then rebellion and suicide."

This was history and could no longer be changed. If they tried to alter it, it might create a new Singularity. However, a Singularity without the power of a Holy Grail was merely a historical branch, like a small offshoot on a large tree. Its existence or non-existence, whether it was broken off or not, wouldn't make any difference.

"Can I go see?"

Mo Shuying felt that even though it was after the fact, if it was Nero, and handled properly, he might still be able to get Nero's help.

"Ah, well... you can, but..."

"Please."

"...Alone?"

"Yes."

"Alright, let's go. I'll make the arrangements."

Fifteen minutes later.

Mo Shuying lay down in the capsule, and the next second, he was teleported away.

Then.

Rome.

"Whoosh~"

In a dark alley in the Imperial City of Rome, Mo Shuying suddenly appeared.

He opened his eyes and saw a poorly dressed beggar nearby, staring at him with sunken eyes filled with terror, shock, and fear.

"You saw nothing, understand?"

Mo Shuying casually tossed a gold coin to the beggar. The beggar froze, looking at the shiny gold coin with disbelief. When he looked up again, Mo Shuying had already vanished.

"A god! I saw a god!"

The beggar picked up the gold coin, excitedly shouting and prostrating himself.

Meanwhile.

Mo Shuying, with Presence Concealment active, walked down the street. No one could detect him.

This feels great! This feeling of being undetectable, is this what it means to be an Assassin?

Mo Shuying smiled, looking up at the eye-catching Roman Imperial Palace, a magnificent golden palace. It's too extravagant.

"What's that?"

Mo Shuying noticed an aura within the palace that was very similar to a Heroic Spirit, but not pure; it was somewhat like Mash.

"Let's go take a look."

With that, Mo Shuying flew directly, taking the quickest route to the Roman Imperial Palace.

At this moment.

A gladiatorial match was underway in the Royal Colosseum.

Two gladiators were fighting fiercely, entertaining Nero, who was watching from above.

Nero sat on her throne, dressed in a vibrant red gown. This was a design of her own creation; the transparent front of the skirt was her proudest design, allowing one to see everything from the front…

*"Bang!"*

Nero slammed her hand down, shattering the stone-carved table.

The gladiators below, confused, immediately knelt down, not daring to move.

Nero frowned, looking at her hand. These past few days, she had noticed something was wrong with her body.

She had always been strong, proficient in Saber, Rider, and Lancer.

But that was within human limits. Recently, however, she found herself becoming… less human.

The silver knife and fork she used for meals would bend with a flick of her finger, and training dummies would shatter with a single sword strike.

Gladiatorial combat, which she once loved, now seemed like two elderly grandfathers practicing Tai Chi – too slow. It had even ceased to be her after-dinner entertainment.

"You may leave."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two gladiators exited. Nero sighed, preparing to return to her chambers to rest.

However, just as she rose, Mo Shuying landed behind her and deactivated Presence Concealment. The instant he did.

"Hm?"

Nero's eyebrows shot up! The next second, she had drawn Aestus Estus from her side and thrust it towards Mo Shuying!

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