Killing an old enemy

No matter what Hara thought in the end, the two finally returned to the apartment.

This time there is no trouble about the room, and Yuan has already solved the problem. He pushed open the door of the next room, curled his hand back to his mouth, and said a little unnaturally: "Here, your room."

Caesar walked in, slightly surprised: "...Yu said that you don't need to sleep."

Yuan also seemed to know that he would say that, and immediately replied: "Let's just treat it as if I did too much, the room is still necessary."

Maybe Nishizawa didn't think of himself as a human being, but Yuan couldn't just treat him as a spirit body that didn't need personal space, and let him wander around all night.

"Oh..." Caesar opened his eyes wide.

"Go to bed early." Yuan also said, and closed the door, "I will call you when I wake up tomorrow."

After that, he closed the door, leaving Caesar standing in the room in a daze.

so strange...

This guy Haruya... No, he is not a pure human being, it should be said - this guy Haraya is so strange.

Nishizawa has participated in several Holy Grail Wars, but those masters have never been of his type.

The attitude of the masters towards him is either very respectful, or they feel fear, or they use him purely as a weapon.

He seemed to be able to understand why Osamu Dazai had such an attitude towards Haraya.

If Haruya's character is straightforward, but he is not. He has his own considerations, as if he is sincerely caring for people, but it is just a subconscious habit...Human beings are so complicated.

He was still thinking about it until he had finished reading the new work of the well-known girl cartoonist Sakiko Yumeno that the other party bought for him. Nishizawa put the book away, turned off the light, climbed into bed, lay on the soft bed, and looked at the The top of his room.

There was a faint light above the head, which was connected to the circuit embedded in the ceiling, constructing the abstract shape of the sun... In this kind of detail, Yuan really put his heart into it.

He thought for a while, pulled the quilt, wrapped himself into a ball of sushi, and the Sphinx, who had been neglected by him for a long time, climbed onto his bed and lay down on his pillow, leaving a soft depression.

"Good night."

I don't know if Heroic Spirits can dream.

Caesar hugged the Sphinx and turned over. Thanks to the blessing of the Sun God, its body is still warm, and it can just act as a hand warmer.

On the other side of the room, Yuan also closed his eyes.

His consciousness should have fallen into sleep, but it drifted further and further away, as if he had come to an extremely remote place, where the yellow sand flowed like gold, and there was an inexplicable heavy smell of precious spices all around him, even the sky. The sun hanging above emits steaming heat.

This is simply a foreign country of hot sand.

Gold, gems and spicy spices.

Yuan also looked at all this with an attitude of looking down. There were colorful flags hanging on the piled earth walls, and in the farthest place was an extraordinarily luxurious palace, even the walls were inlaid with decorative gems, and the last But there was a familiar figure standing in the sky, he was staring at this deserted hot land.

Doubts arose in his heart, that person is... Caesar?

Yuan also didn't know how he did it, he landed on the street closest to the palace, still kept looking up, looking at that figure.

On the towering earth plastic bell tower, a huge bell was struck, sending out a long and mellow echo.

Under Yuan Ye's gaze, many faceless people suddenly appeared in this empty city, making some inaudible lively conversations, and the whole city came alive like this.

But when he stretched out his hand, the figures and shadows passed through him like nothing, like a light smoke that couldn't be held.

Then, a particularly conspicuous figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The figure was wearing an unrealistic attire and holding a scepter that symbolized the Pharaoh.

Haru narrowed his eyes too.

His intuition told him that this was the Ramses II who had no chance to hear him shout to Caesar because he was in a coma.

The truth is.

"Are you missing the past?" Osmandis's voice was not concealed at all, as if there was a huge roar coming from the sky, but the crowd on the ground did not respond at all, "You are really a child."

After all, Osmandis came to Caesar's side.

Feeling the other party's disordered breath, he condescended to obey the magic's call and came to the dreamland.

But what's going on now... He's really too weak, so how can he be his enemy properly.

Osmandis frowned, and stretched out his hand in front of him: "Your mind has been shaken."

Looking into his eyes, the Pharaoh snorted: "This is not acceptable. People other than Yu will easily kill him, so he is not worthy of being the most glorious Pharaoh's opponent."

Caesar didn't put his hand on the one stretched out in front of him, but asked slightly confused: "Is this a dream?"

The invitation was ignored, but Osmandis was not angry because of it. Instead, he withdrew his hand, folded his arms and looked at him, with a slightly amused tone in his voice: "You, the sun... have you not reacted yet?"

Hara, who was at the bottom, was still watching all this, like a silent bystander.

No... Even if you intervene at this time, you don't have any qualifications.

If it wasn't for this dream that Yuhara could not leave on his own initiative, he would have quit directly because he had accidentally peeped into this private scene... Even if there was a voice in his mind saying that he wanted to know Caesar's past.

"Yu didn't run away." After finally seeing the truth, Caesar was actually a little relieved, "It's just that you now know that Yu is not the old enemy you thought."

As a conceptual heroic spirit, he was not the king of the Hittite Empire who resisted him as Osmandis thought, just like the mad Jack the Ripper.

People speculate that he may be a prostitute, a rich man, a doctor, a woman, or a man, so the concept of "Jack the Ripper" can refer to anyone and any identity.

So he became a conceptual heroic spirit. He can change into any shape and use different appearances. This is an ability based on the rumors and rumors that humans have about him. But if Jack the Ripper himself tells who he is, he must also Like Nishizawa, there is no way to sue.

In other words, Nishizawa is a replica.

He was born entirely based on human fantasy. In the eyes of the world, he is what the Hittite Empire looked like. Therefore, although Caesar appeared as the "lord of the Hittite Empire", there is no such person in history.

After the voice fell, Osmandis remained silent.

There was a moment of silence, until Caesar couldn't help raising his head, and the other party was looking at him, with molten sun shining in his eyes.

For Ramses II, this kind of expression is really rare - not because Osmandis has a good temper, which is a big joke, but as a king, he has long been used to being sought after by the world, so there will be no such expression at all. Dare to anger the existence of Pharaoh.

Cizerton.

Is...…Student, angry?

Feeling cheated because he hasn't made it clear for so long?

"How could Yu not know about this kind of thing? Do you think Yu is such a stupid existence?" Osmandis snorted coldly, narrowing his eyes, but with a strange connivance, "...boring. How could he care about such trivial things? , even if Zuo Yu didn't make it clear."

"..."

"In Yu's eyes, you are this person's old enemy," he said irrefutably, "You don't need to think too much, only Yu is qualified to defeat you."

It was completely unexpected that Ramses II would have such a reaction. He didn't care about his identity as a conceptual hero at all, but regarded him as an old enemy from the beginning to the end.

"Thank you." Caesar took the initiative to hold his arm.

Pharaoh said nothing, but let his late initiative.

"Do not be angry."

Osmandis clasped Caesar's wrist with his backhand.

"...Wait," he suddenly showed a suspicious expression, "You actually said such nonsense to Yu, an existence that even the Almighty God fears, you bastard, did you just want to take this opportunity to get rid of Yu?"

Caesar told the truth: "There is indeed such a plan."

"..." Osmandis was going to die of anger.

Perhaps it was because the pharaoh's pure gold eyes and the two sun-burning anger were too hard to ignore. Caesar turned his head to look to the side, but unexpectedly, Kazuhara also met his gaze.

The two were stunned at the same time, and Yuan also felt a burst of embarrassment.

"You are not allowed to close your eyes." Osmandis said bluntly, "And you are not allowed to ignore the glory of Yu Pharaoh."

He didn't hear Caesar's words, he turned his head and looked along his line of sight, and also saw Haruya in the crowd of people.

"..."

It's hard not to see it, because only he has clear facial features, so he stands out.

Osmandis' face sank: "It's your master."

"..." Caesar said, "You can't say that, Yu and him haven't formally formed a contract yet."

Osmandis' face softened a lot, and then he squinted his eyes and scanned the plain from top to bottom. For the Sun King, this kind of honorable treatment is really hard to come by.

After all, except for those human beings who are somewhat similar to his friend Moses, he will take a little notice, and other people do not exist at all to him.

But at this moment, his coercive and intimidating stare was obviously a scrutiny of the old enemy Reserve Master.

Yuan Ye, who didn't feel honored at all: "..."

Although I don't know why the pharaoh's hostility to him is so obvious, but the terrifying power that human beings cannot contend with cannot be ignored at all.

Even in the dream, Yuan could intuitively feel the disparity in strength between the two. If it wasn't for perseverance, he would have succumbed to the overbearing atmosphere of the sun long ago.

Osmandis was a little surprised by his tenacity.

Afterwards, Caesar stood in front of Osmandis, covering his sight, and the power that the other party put on Haraya disappeared instantly.

"He's not bad."

He had to say something for Haruya, although he didn't know why he would enter his spiritual world, but...

It wasn't particularly offensive to Caesar.

Seeing his defending attitude, Osmandis snorted coldly and looked away boredly: "...Forget it, the Master is not the only one anyway."

Master of flowing water, old enemy of iron.

Haruya's expression finally changed slightly.

Isn't it the only one...so that's the case...

As someone who has been fighting with Osamu Dazai for several years, Hara immediately realized what Osamu Dazai wanted——

Does this guy actually want to pry the corner of the wall? !

Hara clenched her hands tightly, her expression became extremely dangerous, what audacity, bastard Dazai.

"But the relationship between Yu and your old enemy is unique, so Yu won't care about humans." Osmandis glanced at him, slightly proud, "Yu is right."

Caesar suddenly felt guilty: "..."

Although in a sense, the heroic spirits brought out by the treasure are not his old enemies.

But for some reason, Caesar had a vague premonition that if Osmandis collided with them and let him discover that there were so many Schrödinger's old enemies, it would definitely trigger a terrible scene that he didn't want to see...

Therefore, they must not be allowed to meet each other.

Arjuna, please, don't appear suddenly when you are dealing with the sword of Damocles...? !