As if confirming Animusfia's words, the strong gale blew from the Italian Peninsula in the far east to this sea area.
The already raging fire, fueled by strong winds, quickly spread along the ropes of the suspension bridge and "pliers" toward Octavian's surrounded fleet.
"Your Majesty, can you please help me?"
Animusfia gently lifted Nero's wind-blown blond hair from her forehead and placed it behind her ear.
"Hmm..."
Nero looked worriedly at the enemy troops in flames behind Animusfia.
Octavian extinguished most of the flames in front of him with a casual slash, and more soldiers rushed forward from behind him.
"His Majesty."
Animusfia opened her mouth again and urged.
Nero's eyes became firm and he handed the original fire in his hand to Animusfia.
"I believe in you, Governor."
"Then I'll be waiting for your good news here——————"
"Hmm!"
Nero nodded solemnly, then jumped up and nimbly jumped towards the ships behind.
Animusfia turned and looked back, and saw that the last soldier under his command on the ship fell under Octavian's sword.
"Although the wind has turned in your favor, you still can't escape the fate of failure————!"
Octavian pointed his sword at Animusfia and said.
Animusphia did not link ships together like Octavian to create a battlefield that allowed soldiers to walk back and forth on flat ground.
From beginning to end, the ships and soldiers of Animusfia that actually participated in this naval battle were limited to the warships at the front of the fleet that surrounded Octavian's fleet.
His remaining troops had to be used to recover Gaul, so he couldn't care less about fighting to the death here.
"That is not necessarily the case, Lord Octavian."
Animusfia slowly used her right hand to stand in front of her body the "primordial fire" that Nero had left for her, and held the hilt of the sword tightly.
The next moment, red flames emerged from the sword blade.
"...You can actually use her sword."
Octavian was a little surprised.
"Just like I can beat you————————why not?"
In fact, only Nero himself could make this simple meteorite sword ignite flames except for its shape.
Animusfia just poured her magic power into it.
Just releasing the simple magic power.
"Mars----!"
A red light lit up from Animusfia's body, and his figure disappeared in the next second.
When he was just a mortal, he could hold the Spear of Ouranos and fight with the vampire Archduke Vlad III of Wallachia for a long time with the blessing of Martian magic.
Animusfia, who has now become a servant, has received all-round quality enhancements, although as a Caster, he is not as strong as a professional servant like Rider or Saber.
But compared to ordinary people, he is still a mythical being.
Octavian's pupils shrank suddenly, and almost instantly he turned back and blocked the sword in front of himself.
Along with the electric light, large swaths of soldiers behind Octavian flew in all directions as if they were hit by meteorites. The huge impact shattered the deck under Octavian's feet, and half of his body was embedded in the hull of the ship.
The crimson flames on the strangely shaped sword spread toward Octavian's palm and forearm along the junction of the two swords like flowing liquid.
Who says Caster can't fight in close combat?
"Jupiter!"
The lightning that pierced the night sky struck the enemy soldiers and Octavian behind Animusfia one after another.
Like the music of Carmen that was constantly playing, Animusfia left no time for Octavian to breathe.
"Anima·Animusphere!"
The Jupiter symbol that looks like a "4" lights up faintly from under Animusfia's clothes, and the bright lightning that illuminates the entire night sky is centered on the spot where Animusfia and Octavian had a stalemate. radiation.
The warship the two were on was completely shattered into pieces of wood scattered in the sea, flying like fragments from a grenade.
Many unlucky people died in the aftermath of the duel between the servants.
The soldiers fighting in the surrounding waters looked sideways.
"Bang————!"
There was a loud noise like a cannonball falling into the water, and Octavian broke through the water and returned to another battleship.
He slightly wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Animusfia, who was standing steadily on the water with a sword.
The huge wound that nearly cut off his entire shoulder blade was slowly healing with the support of the Holy Grail, which had endless magical power after the contract.
Animusfia, who was dressed roughly, also looked at Octavian who returned to the warship.
He believed that he had used all attack methods except Zhou Yu's Noble Phantasm, and even his anger at Octavian for hurting Nero was mixed in...
Normal servants would be seriously injured and retreat after eating this, even if they would not dissipate directly, but Octavian only suffered some moderate injuries.
Is it a servant specialized in defense like Mashu's Galahad?
Animusfia couldn't help but guess this.
"Nero's governor...you are very strong. She is lucky to have a minister like you. It's no wonder that Caesar was defeated by the two of you. I may not be as good as Caesar in conquest and military affairs. But it’s impossible for you to defeat me like you defeated him————”
Octavian paused and continued:
"If you want to ask why, my name, Octavian Augustus, is the best reason!"
Name August after himself, the first Augustus in history, the conqueror of Egypt, the true founder of the Roman Empire.
I don't know if it was Animusfia's illusion, but he seemed to see an entire city standing behind Octavian.
The turbulent wind roaring from the shore blew the cloak behind Octavian, and the red cloak danced more fiercely than before.
Octavian frowned. The increasingly fierce east wind was not the result he expected.
Even if he could extinguish the flames on one ship, he could not extinguish the flames on ten thousand ships, let alone all the flames on the burning ships at the same time.
If the battle was not resolved quickly, none of his surrounded fleets would be able to escape under such strong winds.
"It's a pity that the weather seems to be on your side, so I can only make a quick decision."
Octavian shook his head and said.
"Ah----"
Animusfia suddenly grinned and chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?"
"My famous Augustus is just a superficial mortal. You don't really think that the east wind tonight is just a coincidence, do you? You don't still expect the west wind to come, do you?"
Octavian asked Animusphia:
"Is it possible that you still have the ability to control the weather?"
"Who knows, Lord Octavian. I kind of know why you lost three entire legions in Germania, and I also know why you can't tolerate the existence of Lord Caesar's biological son, Caesarion. "
Animusfia stood on the sea, facing Octavian and his fleet with open arms, stimulating the pain points of the servants as sinisterly as ever.
Compared to a nobody like him, the dark history of these heroic spirits from history or mythology is well known to everyone.
"How dare you————!"
Octavian was about to have a seizure, but he was speechless as if he had seen something that shouldn't exist.
Countless dots of firelight were scattered on the dark sea like stars in the night sky, pouring towards his fleet from all directions.
If you look carefully, you can see countless wooden boats burning with flames, blowing by the east wind, running quickly towards his warships.
There is no way to dodge.
"Governor!"
Nero, who was rushing back from behind, jumped up from the ship behind Animusfia and ran straight towards him.
"Your Majesty, you are too impatient."
Animusfia leisurely caught Nero jumping from the air and added a Mercury magic to her.
"Mercuy"
Silver light lit up from Nero's body.
Then Nero stepped down from Animusfia's arms and stood firmly on the water like him.
"You are not injured, are you?"
Nero greeted Animusfia with concern.
"Thanks to you, no."
Then Animusfia turned back to look at Octavian on the boat.
"Let me formally introduce myself to you, Lord Octavian. I am the director of Chaldeas, the human security agency, and I am also the governor of the province of Romagna, Animusphia, appointed by His Majesty Nero. You can also call me directly Zhou Yu and Zhou Gongjin."
Animusfia bowed to Octavian extremely politely.
Octavian looked at Animusfia with wide eyes.
Although he had never heard of Zhou Yu's name during his lifetime, Octavian also received a lot of knowledge after he came to this era as a heroic spirit.
"You are------"
Before Octavian could finish speaking, Animusfia gave him a very kind smile.
“It’s——————Noble Phantasm: Fiery Fire is shining on the sea of clouds for the first time!”
As Animusfia's words fell, the entire sky seemed to turn red, and every flaming boat shot out a stream of flames into the sky.
Finally, they gathered in mid-air to form a giant flaming dragon.
That's exactly what it is: The fierce fire first shines on the sea of clouds, and Zhou Lang once defeated Cao Gong.
