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Will the daughter go back from Matou's house?Impossible, she is not such a courageous woman.

Ask about her daughter's situation at Matou's house?This is quite possible, but I don't know if Kariya will tell the truth.

Chapter No.16 Roman Treasures, that's it?

Chapter 16 No.16 Roman Treasures, That's it?

An hour later, the citizen competition has reached the final stage.

"Next, the finals of the Nero Festival Citizen Competition will be ushered in. The two contestants are Fujimura Taiga and Irisviel."

"Through the lottery drawn by two people, the competition method is singing. There is no limit to the repertoire, you just need to sing your best songs."

"Yu hereby declares that the competition-start!"

After Nero retreated to the sidelines, Fujimura Taiga immediately cleared his throat, and the singing sounded.

After two sentences, I started to lose my tune, and I let myself go more and more.

Just halfway through the song, she stopped suddenly.

"Ah...? What's next?"

Seeing this, Irisviel said with a smile:

"Then it's my turn."

"Wait a minute! I haven't finished singing yet, it's just that I suddenly can't remember the lyrics. Let me think about it again."

"No, this is an official game."

"Woooo..."

Fujimura Taihe looked frustrated, but in the next second, he cheered up again and said with a smile:

"I sang half, come on, as long as you don't sing half, then I win."

"Miss Fujimura, I'm about to start."

Irisviel chuckled, closed her eyes, and hummed softly.

As the emotions get better, the singing gradually becomes louder.

Unlike Taiga Fujimura, who sings out of tune, the lullaby she sang is very nice, which makes people unconsciously recall their childhood, and has a feeling of wanting to close their eyes and take a nap.

At the end of the song, Nero on the sidelines kept applauding as he walked forward.

"It's very nice! Your singing voice reminds Yu of his childhood memories."

"Then, the winner has been decided! Yu hereby announces that the champion of this year's Nero Festival Citizen Competition is—Miss Alice Fell."

Having said that, she snapped her fingers.

The next moment, several Roman soldiers walked over from the sidelines carrying boxes.

"Miss Irisviel, the prizes are here. Because there are a lot of them, I'll let them send you all the way home."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty Nero."

Irisviel glanced at the box next to her, picked up the vial on the plate, and said with a smile:

"I will accept the fountain of life, please take back the gold, I don't need such a thing."

"In exchange, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to listen to your singing?"

Nero suddenly laughed proudly, and for a long time, said with a smile:

"Yu's singing voice is the most precious treasure of the Roman Empire. I have to say that you have chosen the best prize. Very well, Yu agreed."

"Next, let's listen to Yu Meimei's singing voice."

With a shower of petals falling from the sky, Nero's singing sounded simultaneously.

This scene was so beautiful that everyone in the city looked up at the projection intently.

However, compared to the beautiful picture, the singing voice is really unbearable, and it is completely synonymous with tone insufficiency.

Alice Vier stared blankly at her, opened her mouth unconsciously, and her face was full of astonishment.

The most precious treasure of Rome, an artist comparable to Apollo, is this?

Is the appreciation level of the Romans so bad?

Despite historical rumors, Nero was actually just a self-proclaimed artist.

But because the Nero who appeared in front of him was not a middle-aged man, but a cute girl who looked exactly like Saber.

Therefore, Irisviel was actually looking forward to it before.

She even thought about asking Saber to sing in the future, and through comparison, she might be able to joke a few words with her.

However, the illusion was completely shattered.

Moreover, she actually made His Majesty Nero so ashamed, so she won't be against me later, right?

After a long time, the singing ended, and Nero said with a smile:

"Why, let's applaud Yu Qingshi's talent!"

"Does His Majesty Nero think he sings well?"

"Of course! Yu's singing voice is the best."

"Uh... If, if someone said something bad, what would you do?"

"People who don't know how to appreciate art can be found everywhere. I don't care about such trivial things."

"That...the rumor that you once threatened the referee for the result of the game, is this true?"

"Yu has indeed done this kind of thing, who let those guys be so annoying, they even said that Yu's singing is not good at all. If this is the case, then we must win the championship to prove to the world that it is just that they don't know how to appreciate it .”

Is that really the case?

Irisviel looked at her speechlessly, and said in her heart:

This person is not an artist comparable to the god Apollo at all, but just an ordinary girl who is overly narcissistic.

I solved a historical puzzle, but it doesn't seem to make any sense.

"Your Majesty Nero, may I leave?"

"Of course, Jin Ru really don't want it?"

"No, another prize is enough."

……

At the same time, the streets in the city were full of voices.

"Wow...that's His Majesty Nero's singing voice, isn't this too amateurish?"

"An artist who can rival Apollo, that's it? I feel that the level of God Apollo has been lowered. You think, God Apollo is also a sound idiot, right?"

"This is comparable to Fat Tiger... Speaking of which, the two women who competed for the championship just now seem to be singing, right? I wonder how well they sing?"

"It must be good. No matter what, it's impossible to be worse than His Majesty Nero, right?"

"Don't you think His Majesty Nero's singing is very beautiful?"

"Beautiful is beautiful, but it doesn't sound good at all. It's like elementary school students rapping."

"Perhaps His Majesty Nero actually sang very well, but when it was transferred to our ears, there were some mistakes, so that it seemed rather ugly."

"Are you not guilty of what you said? Heh..."

Only Nero's voice can be heard in the projection, not the contestants' voices.

Therefore, everyone has their own opinions on the talent's singing.

Overall, more people are disappointed.

After all, I thought I could hear the sounds of nature, but who knew it was just elementary school students rapping.

This sudden turnaround is really not good for the heart.

At the booth, Shirou kept covering his ears, and didn't let go until the expressions of the people around him showed that the singing had stopped.

As a person who has heard Nero sing more than once, he has long been mentally prepared for this.

While the scene where Nero sings is fun, it's also pretty brutal on the ears.

"It's finally over."

"Senior, did you know that His Majesty Nero's singing is not good?" Sakura asked in a low voice.

"Well, I've had the pleasure of hearing it a few times before."

"Does His Majesty Nero know that he doesn't sing well?"

"know."

Sakura looked puzzled, thought for a few seconds, and asked again:

"You know that your singing is not good, but you stubbornly think that your singing is art?"

"Yes, this is Nero."

Shirou shook his head with a smile, and added in his heart:

A self-willed and extremely narcissistic person.

No.17 Chapter Rome!Rome! !

Chapter 17 No.17 Rome!Rome! !

inside the arena.

After Irisviel and Fujimura Taiga left one after another, Nero was about to announce the end of the Nero Festival, when suddenly a bullock cart with blue electric lights drove up in the sky.

The bullock cart stopped, Iskandar put down Weber in his hand, laughed and said:

"I am the King of Conquerors Iskandar, and I came as a Rider in this Holy Grail War."

"Roman Emperor Nero, I am very satisfied with the ceremony you brought."

"I hereby admit your identity as an enemy. It must be a great thing to be able to fight with you."

Having said that, he suddenly turned to look to the side and rear, raised his hands, and shouted with a voice resounding through the sky:

"Such an interesting festival, all the heroic spirits must be watching here!"

"Now, all the spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, let's gather together!"

"Those cowards who are afraid to show themselves will be held in contempt by my conqueror, Iskandar!"

The next moment, a golden light descended from the sky, and Gilgamesh, a servant in golden armor, landed on the field.

"I never thought that ignoring my existence, two of those self-proclaimed kings would appear in one night."

"What you said makes no sense. I, Iskandar, am well known as the King of Conquerors."

Having said that, Iskandar glanced at Nero and said with a smile:

"And this Roman emperor, who has already obtained my approval, is an enemy I must conquer."

"Joke, the real hero who can be called the king, I am the only one in the sky and the earth, and the rest are just some nonsense fish."

"Since we've reached this point, we might as well report your name first."

"Ask me? How dare a mere bastard ask me..."

Before he finished speaking, a golden long sword suddenly appeared in Gilgamesh's hand out of thin air, his face was distorted, and he looked desperate.

"Bastard...! Tokiomi!! How dare you do such a disrespectful act... Trash! Can't you even do such a trivial thing as self-protection? Trash..."

However, despite the constant abuse in his mouth, the long sword in his hand was still uncontrollably wiped towards his neck.

puff!

The long sword slashed across the neck, blood sprayed out, the sound of cursing suddenly stopped, and Gilgamesh's whole body turned into a spirit and gradually disappeared.

Until the end, he did not report his name.

Iskandar looked at him blankly, and after a while he came back to his senses, and said solemnly: