Although Jibril was angry that Nitocris used the sandstorm to play with her, but because she wanted to play, Jibril did not rush to kill Nitocris, but instead resisted Nitocris' summons, Trying to find pleasure in fighting and killing.
Must know that even though Nitocris is a pharaoh and has a powerful Noble Phantasm, if Jibril kills or surprises her, Nitocris might not be able to use Noble Phantasm.
After all, Jibril's physical attributes were very strong, and judging from the Servant panel, that was what the best Servants should have.
So Jibril who didn't kill Nitocris directly, actually wanted to play with Nitocris to pay for the "sandstorm" shame.
As a result, when Jibril fought the Sphinx summoned by Nitocris, Jibril was gradually affected by the madness, so much so that she didn't even want to listen to Wu Ming's words.
Although it was unclear whether this was the case or not, Wu Ming felt that his judgment was correct.
"Simply put, it was actually the suffering that Jibril herself inflicted…" Wu Ming's tone was a little helpless, but many things had happened, and he couldn't help but smile.
"That… Sir Vero…" Nitocris seemed hesitating to say anything,
"If you have something to say, just say it directly. After all, this time it's our side taking care of it." Wu Ming spoke frankly.
"Yes." Nitocris nodded.
"Even though I'm not from your faction, if possible, please don't punish Jibril."
"If I understand correctly, are you begging her?" Wu Ming glanced at Nitocris in surprise.
Nitocris pleaded for Jibril, which was beyond Wu Ming's expectation.
"Yes, Jibril and I are actually quite compatible. I felt very happy chatting with her. Although I don't know why Jibril suddenly attacked me, I think it must be Jibril who is angry. Maybe because of the influence of his skills."
This was even more shocking to Wu Ming, Nitocris had not yet realized that Jibril was pretending to chat with her, and his real purpose was to lie to her.
"May I ask why?" Wu Ming said.
Nitocris hesitated, seeing Nitocris like this, Wu Ming waved his hand quickly.
"Of course, if it's uncomfortable, you don't have to say it."
However, Nitocris shook his head.
"There is nothing uncomfortable or inconvenient."
Then, as if she had made up his mind, Nitocris opened his mouth to explain.
"Sir Vero, I'm afraid you know what you're saying. I was able to become a pharaoh because I was pushed by other people. In short, I am actually a puppet."
Nitocris's eyes fluctuated slightly, as if remembering the events in his life.
"However, even so, I am ready to become a pharaoh, the son of God, the king of God, but the price is that I have no close friends." said Nitocris and his eyes dimmed.
She was hastily pushed into the position of pharaoh, and his real friend is thought to have gradually distanced herself from Nitocris due to the difference between "human and god".
"But I still have a brother. I can talk to him in my spare time and calm my tense heart. Just like that, I am also very satisfied." Thinking of his kin, there was a hint of tenderness in Nitocris' eyes.
"But my only relative, my brother, was falsely accused and killed by the people who pushed me to the pharaoh's throne and used me as a puppet." Nitocris' tone carried a hint of sadness.
"They even told me the news on purpose, and they even talked about it in front of me, as if to show off."
Since it was a caged doll and bird, there was no need to avoid it.
Since it was a doll and a fish in a pond, there was no need to be amazed at all.
Precisely because it was a doll and an object in the palm of his hand, there was no need to be wary.
And the result is...
"I killed them," said Nitocris without sadness or joy.
"They never thought that I would take action against them. I still remember their desperate expressions before they were drowned." Despite Nitocris's cruel words, there was no pride in the success of the revenge on his face.
Because it doesn't make any sense at all.
Why doesn't it make sense, it's because...
"My relatives cannot be resurrected. Even if I cut those people into tens of thousands of pieces, he still can't be resurrected." Nitocris' hand gripped the scepter tightly, as if it was about to break.
"I lost my relatives who understood me, and I also thought that my murder had disqualified me from becoming a pharaoh. In the end, I chose to kill myself."
Nitocris finished speaking, and during this period, Wu Ming did not say a word.
Nitocris had spoken to this level, and Wu Ming had almost understood it.
She was able to "risk" his own life for his relatives precisely because his relatives understood her.
Whether it was because understanding Nitocris was his relative, or because she was understood by his relatives, it didn't matter.
The important thing is that there are no "trusted people" anymore.
After talking with Jibril for a while, Nitocris clearly felt that Jibril could understand her and could become his best friend.
This is normal. After all, Nitocris only lived for a short time and did not have many close friends. Moreover, after becoming a Servant, he lived with Ramses II the entire time.
To Nitocris, Ramses II was someone who needed respect and loyalty, so she couldn't be a close friend.
It could be said that Jibril was the first woman Nitocris had met besides Chaldea who could become close friends.
Therefore, Nitocris would do everything possible to protect the Chaldeans who had just saved his life.
Because of that, Nitocris didn't use the Noble Phantasm on Jibril in the first place.
And Jibril didn't attack Nitocris directly, but she most likely had good feelings for Nitocris, so she decided to tease Nitocris.
As for Nitocris's recent murder, Wu Ming guessed it was due to the influence of madness.
And Nitocris finally prepared to use Noble Phantasm against Jibril, and that was because she was desperate.
As said before, if the two became enemies, they would never join hands, because the departures were different.
Nitocris couldn't die yet, at least she couldn't die so suffocating, at least she had to be loyal to Ramses II.
The question of whether Jibril and Nitocris met each other could only be known after Jibril woke up.
"Although Jibril had the idea of looking for information at first, I could feel that she was really happy during the chat, it wasn't pretending." Nitocris forgave Jibril.
"If you can, please don't punish her."
Nitocris said with a "please" look.
Wu Ming could only helplessly laugh.
"Don't worry, I won't punish her."