"Well, meet again."

Always feeling that Niijima Yae was a little unapproachable, Yagi Yukisai thought for a moment and threw his words to Boudicca, who was full of maternal brilliance like his sister.

Listening to him turn the topic to his side, I already understood his careful thoughts. Boudicca stepped forward and smiled, "See you again." ”

"Huh?"

Although Niijima Yae sensed something wrong from the smell of these two people's words, he didn't continue to investigate further. After all, although she and Boudicca belong to the same medical team, they are not servants of the same era, nor are they friends, at most they are colleagues. There's no need to make irresponsible remarks about your colleagues' circle of friends.

Boudicca's relationship with Britain has a kind of affection, just that day after Yagi Yukisai finished telling his story, Boudicca was greatly moved, she was already quite emotional, and she always felt that his fate was not easy. After hearing him say that he was dragging his half-dead body, but he was able to merge with the servant, he was surprised and happy for him.

Therefore, it is clear that the holy sword in his hand is indeed the most famous holy sword in Britain, and at the same time, because he has not made much contact with the servant, this sword cannot liberate the most real and powerful appearance.

Boudicca always had a feeling of distress for him. But seeing that he is still in good spirits, his heart is somewhat comforting.

After chatting with her casually, Yagi Yukisai naturally turned the topic to Niijima Yae.

Both she and Boudicca were servants summoned by Emperor Nero.

Niijima Yae's life experience is very wonderful, and as a woman, life can be said to be legendary. She has joined the army, carried a gun, once patrolled the night with a big knife and an iron cannon, and once wore white clothes to save the dead and help the wounded. This perseverance and courage reminds people of Joan of Arc, and some people have linked her with another [army nurse] [steel white], calling her Nightingale of Japan.

As Archer responds to the call, she has a ...... Well...... It fits the feeling described in the textbook very well.

That kind of perseverance and courage, and will not hide their feelings, if you don't like it, you will put it on your face, which is far from the attitude of the Japanese to hide their mood and smile and welcome people, and the tone is slightly unkind, and it will not be particularly polite between gestures.

However, the unexpected ones don't feel particularly annoying.

Sure enough, it's because ......

"It's a beauty."

Yes, the world is so unfair. To be handsome is to do whatever you want. Yagi Yukisai has always been so convinced that if according to this theory, he actually belongs to the exploiting class rather than the exploited class, of course he doesn't care, and he is happy to promote this thing.

Hearing his emotion, Yae Shinjima was stunned, turned his head, and glared at him: "I said, it's pointless to have frivolous thoughts about the appearance of medical staff. ”

There was a thick helplessness in her tone, her brows frowned, she didn't know if it was a threat, she turned the iron cannon on her shoulder with one hand, turning it over and over, playing with it like a short sword in the palm of her hand.

It's a demonstration anyway, right?

It seems that Niijima Yae is called the Meiji Evil Woman, and it is estimated that it has a lot to do with this speaking attitude.

Thinking like this, Yagi Yukisai always felt that he was smart, and his physical condition was actually much better.

No way, Arthur Pendragon is the red dragon of Britain, in later legends, he is the incarnation of the dragon, and the whole person has obtained dragon-related attributes because of the legend. The most exaggerated of them all was the throbbing heart in his chest. A dragon's heart that can obtain a lot of magic just by breathing.

The Servant is a collection of mana, and conversely, as long as it is not a fatal injury, any injury can be filled with mana.

Naturally, Yukisai Yagi's injury also recovered quickly.

chatted with the two of them a few more words, and it seemed that other gladiatorial arenas had also decided the winner one after another, and the two of them went over as medical staff again.

The injuries of ordinary gladiators can be healed by humans. But if the servant is injured, then only the servant can do it.

Before leaving, Boudicca handed him a quaint basket covered with a white cloth, which no matter how you look at it, it is the general impression of a "bento box".

"You're Japanese, so I asked about Yae Japanese customs, come on."

Boudicca didn't say it too clearly, after all, this is Rome, and in front of so many Romans next to him, encouraging others to overthrow Emperor Nero is not looking for trouble. So she was vague.

Yagi Xuezhai hugged the bamboo basket, feeling that there was a slight heat inside, it was estimated that it was a bento, and his heart was warm, so he quickly thanked him.

After seeing the two leave, their eyes shifted to the arena and found that the battle between Alexander and Mordred was at its climax.

Judging by the attributes of the two alone, Mordred has the upper hand. After all, Alexander was summoned as a young man, and his combat strength was still slightly insufficient, and his strength and durability were not as good as Mordred's, so the agility of the two was not far behind.

With his short sword in his hand, Alexander's fiery red braid flung behind his head, swaying with a crimson lightning light as he marched with a large pace of attack.

The leather soles of his feet stomped down with the tendency of smashing the ground, and his body followed the force of the recoil, and rushed directly towards Mordred.

The other party did not show weakness, and Mordred handed his sword to his left hand, blocking his blow with the thick handguard armor on his right hand. He was about to stab the sword in his left hand, but Alexander nimbly reached out and grabbed her arm, like a vaulter, and jumped over her head as if he were a vaulter!

Although Mordred looks like a weak woman, after all, in the legend, this is King Arthur's illegitimate son, and the lion's child must also be a lion. Like King Arthur, he is good at radiating magic through his limbs to strengthen his strength, and this abundant and wasteful use can easily support the weight of an immature teenager.

Because she jumped over Mordred, the sword she stabbed out of her hand was stabbed into the air, but Alexander grabbed a momentary gap, and when he jumped over his head, the blade of the shuriken waved, and the silver light flashed, leaving a knife wound on the back of Mordred's neck!

With a pop, Alexander fell to the ground and rolled on the spot, regaining the distance and regaining the fighting stance.

"It's ......"

Mordred quickly turned around, put the sword in front of him, and touched the back of his neck with his free right hand, but through the armor, the palm of his hand did not feel any touch, and the wound on the back of his neck came with the pain of rubbing against the rough metal, hot and cold.

"Tsk...... Hahaha, isn't it quite enjoyable! Fight with you! ”

Surprised, Mordred laughed, clutched the greatsword in both hands, and the red magic burst out like thunder.

"Next, it won't be as you wish! Little! ”

Hearing her unceremonious speech, Alexander also smiled and said, "If you want to talk about a small man, you are not much taller than me." However, I still have room to grow, and I am two meters tall as an adult~"

He made a provocative speech with ease, and he could almost confirm the bruises that burst out of Mordred's head.

"Who do you think won't grow!!"