I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"Who are you? Red Saber?" Jeanne asked.

So far, she hasn't seen Mordred, so she guessed it.

Nero smiled and said, "Yu is just an artist! I came here just to let more people appreciate Yu's great art!"

"Art?" Jeanne was taken aback.

"Not bad." Nero nodded and said: "Your confrontation happened to enter the midfield. Then, just listen to Yu this great music and art, relax and relax!"

"If you are just doing your art and there is no hostile behavior against me, then it doesn't matter." Joan said, putting away the flag and sitting down.

"It turns out to be an artist!"

"I'm here to relax!"

"Alright! Relaxing music can relax the tired saint a little bit."

...

The believers in Civic Square were no longer hostile to Nero.

Nero picked up the microphone.

She has already arranged it completely.

Eight speakers were placed secretly among the crowd to ensure that everyone with a wide angle could hear it.

She stood on the stage, picked up the microphone and violin, and looked at the audience like the sea below the stage, her face filled with excitement.

She even waved to Grey, Matthew and others.

Unlike the excited Matthew, Grey waved with a graceful smile.

Nero was very excited, this time, she could let the Master enjoy her new musical peak!

However, what she didn't know was that Grey had already taken up the earplugs, and even applied the magic of temporary deafness to her ears.

Grey smiled gracefully, pretending to be able to hear the voice.

Okay!

This Grey...

Has grown crooked into an old fox.

Shiro sat aside, looking at Nero with interest.

Nero's singing is one of Xingyue's large-scale destruction weapons, just as terrifying as the singing of a fat tiger that can sing a dead monster.

But when you think about it, this is just an exaggeration.

Singing out of tune at most, how could it be so scary?

When he wasn't crossing, he had listened to Nero's songs on purpose, but the voice actor deliberately went out of tune.

Exaggeration is not surprising.

And Joan, the closest person to Nero, also looked at Nero with interest.

Before, she suffered a mental pollution.

At this moment, it happens to be able to purify and purify the soul.

However, Leticia suddenly had an extremely unpleasant feeling, and said cautiously: "Well, that, Miss Joan. How do I feel that this scene is familiar?"

Joan laughed and said, "That's all for the illusion. Alright, Leticia, let's listen to the artist's music. The song of the Eternal King really made me vomit. Now it's just time to wash and wash our souls."

"Um..." Letitia answered hesitatingly.

For some reason, she always had an ominous premonition.

At this time, Nero sang while playing the violin.

"The remaining name is Nero, the Roman emperor. Umm. Umm. The Roman emperor~! Rome~!"

The weird singing sounded.

Shirou felt that it was no surprise that the singing was out of tune at first, but after listening to it, Shirou felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It's not just him, those ordinary people are already clutching their hearts and wailing on the ground.

A lot of sorrow is everywhere.

Shirou found himself wrong.

It's too wrong.

Singing and singing to the dead is not an exaggeration, but a short-sightedness that I have never seen before.

At this moment, Jeanne, who was the first to bear the brunt, showed a **** expression while clutching her chest.

She has suffered spiritual pollution again.

The Eternal King’s singing is a hoarse roar, shaking people's brains, and this person...

Oh my!

Singing heart hurts!

And this is not uncommon.

Anything has a frequency, and as long as the sound wave reaches that frequency, it is very easy to shatter that thing. And I often see the sound smashing glass and cups because of this principle.

It's just that most people can't sing at that frequency.

But Nero is different.

She is a ghost in a million!

She reached a realm that even Shilang could not reach!

Everyone can't stand it anymore.

What religion, what is the confrontation between the believer and the saint... In the face of this terrible spiritual pollution, it is all clouds!

People began to flee.

Shirou also clutched his heart and it was even more uncomfortable.