The Delinquent's Grand Order

Who was in Rome? A Roman God, A Demon God, and the Scourge of God

Keiji's form levitated after the news. "There's a lot of enemies out in the rear. You can leave it to me," he said, refusing to elaborate further as Keiji had disappeared in a crimson ray of light. A shooting star that was quick to crash towards the rear.

"I know emperor Nero loved flashy things, but that feels like something beyond what a normal Servant can do," Jing Ke muttered.

The situation in the rear leaving them more exposed as Spartacus and Lu Bu were already quick to be lured away. The Berserkers had a problem in that they couldn't be restrained by both ally and enemy, allowing the United Empire to take advantage of that fact as the army came in to close the approaching army of Nero.

A large wreath of flames prevented them from coming in closer as Keiji was above, looking down on all of them. "You sure you want to continue fighting like this? It isn't going to go well," Keiji spoke, his power like that of a god for those down below. Any arrows they wanted to fire wouldn't have come close to reaching him.

Further proof of their futility in facing him was known as Keiji utilised a light wind spell. Light... for him. To the lot of them, it was a ferocious gale left by the boots of Hermes. Nothing fatal but with enough power to blow them all back, scattered and in shambles. The rear portion of Nero's army left wondering why they needed to bother fighting but didn't voice that opinion.

At the end of the day, it was still Roman soldiers they were facing. An effort needing to be done in order to make sure that casualties were kept to a minimum. Keiji blowing the lot of them further back. His eyes dead serious, a warning for them to not approach further as Boudica tracked back to the rear guard to the sight of Romans fleeing for their life.

"I get it's not the best idea to let them escape, but I'll take responsibility in that case," Keiji told Boudica, making her sigh. If Keiji could make them all leave, then he'd likely could have taken them all out whenever.

Boudica nodding. "I'll accept it. Still, I hope those two Berserkers come back soon. I'm more worried about what kind of mess they might make if they're free for too long," Boudica said.

***

At the front of the army, the last remnants of the army ahead of them had been cleared. Nero begrudgingly made sure to take them down, even as she reassured them and promised them the glory of her Roman Empire continuing. "Are you okay, emperor Nero?" Mash asked, knowing it had to be difficult and offering her sympathy without being overbearing.

Nero's solemn face slipped off her face quickly. "U-umu! This may be painful for me, but it is my Rome that should continue to flourish. I can only do what I must as a leader, even if it hurts me. I won't forget them, nor will I shun them! I will embrace them just as my citizens embrace me, but I will not allow them to destroy the Rome I love and rule!"

'So this is the charisma and mindset of an emperor? One who leads an entire empire themselves!'

Artoria focused her senses. Although she wanted to join in the conversation with emperor Nero, as the two of them had some relation to that aspect of being forced to cut down the own citizens who lived under their rule. "There's a great mass of enemies approaching," she declared.

The rumbling of many elephants as the lot of them found that it wasn't just regular soldiers that had taken to them. "This doesn't seem to be just a regular horde! I'm picking up readings of a Servant. It must be some kind of anti-army Noble Phantasm!" Dr Roman warned them.

A giant army continuing to carry on in front of them as Nero brought her sword ready for battle. Shivers through the lot of them as the army was led by a giant of a demon. Although clearly man, his height was that of Goliath. Obsidian-coloured skin, gold and the finest accessories melted into a Berserker of war. A firm fighting spirit engraved on his face as the Servant brandished his war axes.