“You mean, Danic will hit the idea on the Holy Grail in Fuyuki?”

On the opposite side of Amakura, Semiramis asked.

The latter remembered what someone had said to her, and immediately smiled slightly.

“It seems that at any time, people’s desires are endless…”

“Well, I once participated in the Third Holy Grail War, and I know exactly what kind of person he is.”

Amakusa Shiro said, then put down the cross in his hand for prayer.

“This initiative to attack Fuyuki City is probably also to consume our strength.”

“But fortunately, this battle was only a casualty, and our side only lost a saber who liked to act alone.”

Remembering the previous discussion with Lord Saber, Amakusa said.

“What do you think of what Dunick wants to do?”

“It’s just wishful thinking…”

Semiramis sat on the throne and tasted the wine.

“But Imperial Lord, you should also be careful, it seems that a person who is not very peaceful has appeared in this Holy Grail War.”

“What people?”

Amakusa is also a little curious.

“I’m not sure yet.”

She shook her head.

“If he does appear here, I am afraid that in the end, no one will be able to get the Holy Grail.” Whether it’s Fuyuki’s, or the Great Grail on our side. ”

Because he never chooses, he always takes all the options.

“That person must have a huge desire.”

Amakusa suddenly opened its mouth below.

“There are only two results in this world that carry great desires, those who have the weight commensurate with their desires will get what they want and survive to the end, while those whose desires exceed their own capacity will be driven by them and finally set themselves on fire.”

“I don’t know which kind of person you are talking about belongs to.”

Semiramis did not answer.

“It seems that it is the first one, and that is really not to be underestimated.”

Seeing the silence of his follower, Amakusa speculated.

But he belongs to the third kind, his desires and energy are far beyond their understanding, and they cannot be guessed at all, but that person is constantly in control.

“But lately it seems to have been a little bit new.”

Semiramis tuned up the portrait of the Hanging Garden.

“Is it a new variable again?”

Even for saints, it is inevitable that some qi and blood will surge at this time.

He has been planning for 60 years, thinking about the plan for 60 years, and there should not be much change, but recently there have been frequent problems, why is this?

“What happened again this time?”

Amakusa asked with a strong anger.

“It seems that a ritual similar to the summoning of the spirit has been detected just now.”

“Another Spirit Summoning Ceremony?”

Amakusa is also a little unclear.

Now that the Holy Grail War has fully begun, all the followers should be there, how can there be a summoning ceremony.

“There’s no way to observe it over there…”

After trying for a while, Semiramis lowered his hand.

“But in terms of technique alone, it seems to be man-made.”

She unconsciously put her hand on her chin, like some profiteer who likes to pit people.

“It’s not man-made, is it a heroic spirit summoned by inhibition?”

Amakusa Shiro pondered, and then thought of a possibility.

“Perhaps, it’s a response to such a dramatic change.”

“In short, it is certain that this follower should not be involved with us.”

He got up and walked outside.

“There should also be some action for the Imperial Lord of the Red Faction, they seem to have a great opinion on our recent actions.”

“Don’t worry, it’s already under control.”

Semiramis replied.

“They should be sleeping in that room now.”

“It’s you.”

Amakusa smiled, and then pushed open the door and walked out, leaving a female emperor sitting on the throne.

The latter closed his eyes, leaned on the throne, stretched his coveted delicate body, and some fragments of memory appeared in his mind.

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“I’m a little sleepy…”

The voice sounded from behind her throne.

The surrounding female officials and soldiers were all dismissed, and another figure appeared in the palace where the female emperor should have been alone.

“You’re sleepy, what do you have to do with me? Just find a place to sleep. ”

Semiramis sneered.

Now a year has passed since the first meeting, during which Semiramis, who poisoned the king, became the female emperor of Assyria and ruled the kingdom.

On this continent, everyone is telling her deeds.

Saying how beautiful she was, the previous king desperately wanted to get it, forcing the old general to death.

Say how clever she was, and by proposing new tactics to the king in the midst of war, she was favored, and with unparalleled speed, she became a favored concubine.

However, what was more orally said was her cruelty and insidiousness, and within a few days of ascending the throne, she poisoned the king and proclaimed herself emperor.

“Why speak so coldly?”

“Well, I’m also a teacher who teaches you how to control the lifeblood of this country.”

“How long have we known each other?” Enough Gallic roosters surrendered nine times, Lotholland thirteen times, and egg sellers surrendered more than two thousand one hundred and sixty times. ”

Hearing this, Semiramis’s face was a little strained.

What and what is this, are there any countries in this world that surrendered so quickly? Kneeling in four hours?

The voice of the man in front of him sounded very young and out of tune, but it was a little tired.

“I don’t know why, I can feel at ease with you…”

“Huh? Is it? ”

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Semiramis reached out and pulled him to his side to lie down, so that he lay on his lap.

“Then sleep well…”

A gentle tone that has never been felt before, like the sweetest hypnotic incantation.

The touch of warm fragrance nephrite came from the back of his head, and he seemed to fall asleep quickly.

The white and slender fingers of the green onion gently rubbed in the black hair, as if they were gentle with lovers.

But in his hands, an almost imperceptible faint mist rose.

She smiled, but the originally gentle smile gradually became vicious.

This poison, she has been looking for and refining for a long time, even the gods can poison it.

Semiramis waited for the sleeping man to show a pained expression, and anticipation surged in his chest.

But after waiting for a long time, I found that the other party was still breathing and did not react at all.

“Failed again…”

She sighed softly, in the past six months, she had tried to poison him countless times, but they were all failures, and the poisoned wine that made people talk about became the drink that the other party carried.

Now the poison of the hydra that she had worked so hard to find was still the result.

For a while, she was angry and helpless, she could only stare at the sleeping face, if the eyes can kill, the sleeping person at this time must have died countless times.

However, the other party seemed to be unaware, breathing softly, and the usual joke seemed to go nowhere.

At this time, he looked peaceful and defenseless.

Looking at him, Semiramis suddenly smiled.

[Maybe I’m a feared poisoner, and only a monster like you dares to get so close to me…”

[Poisonous women and monsters, they are not very popular things…]

The wind blows through the empty palace and raises the light curtain.

Semiramis stretched lightly, thinking about how to concoct a stronger poison, and as time passed, she leaned on the throne and also fell asleep……_

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