I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Lion Jie Jieli had a nightmare.

He had just woken up and was lying in a wooden coffin, with grass spread under him to prevent discomfort.

Of course, his nightmare was not because of the bed. As an orthodox necromancer, he felt more comfortable sleeping in a coffin than sleeping on a bed in a five-star hotel.

The one who really gave him nightmares was probably the servant he contracted with.

Relying on the Round Table fragments sponsored by the Magic Association, he successfully summoned one of the Knights of the Round Table - the rebellious knight Mordred.

Because the content of the nightmare he just had was Mordred's life experience, he could easily guess it.

This kind of thing is actually not uncommon during the Holy Grail War, because the magical connection between the servant and the master makes some of the memories of the two known to the other party in the form of dreams.

Even though he had been awake for a while now, the residual emotions from that dream were still affecting him, making him feel a little confused inside.

After relaxing his mind for a while, he felt that he was almost recovered. Just as Shishi Jiejieli was about to sit up, he almost hit the head of a skull.

Sen Bai's bone-white head shook and his jaw moved.

"Master, I'm so bored..."

The skull head was taken away, and then Lion Jie Jieli saw a listless Mordred.

Lion Jie Jieli, who had long been accustomed to bones and corpses, was naturally not frightened by such a scene and climbed out of the coffin calmly.

"Saber, don't play with other people's heads like this, it's so disrespectful to them."

"How can you, a necromancer lying in someone's coffin, have the nerve to talk about me?!"

He retorted loudly, and then Mordred seemed to have lost interest in the skull in his hands and threw it aside casually.

"Master...Master...I'm so bored...Besides corpses, there's nothing to play with..." Mordred sat on the ground, holding his legs and swaying from side to side, "Finally, Worst of all, you have to have something to eat, right? I think the burger you took me to eat last time was quite good, beating that guy from Gawain’s mashed potatoes by tens of thousands.”

"Go around me. If you are like last time every time, then I may not be able to survive the last day of the Holy Grail War and I will starve to death."

As he said this, Lion Jie Jieli took out his wallet, which had shrunk by an unknown amount, and his tone was full of heartache.

"I, I, I...I can't help it." Mordred also showed an embarrassed expression. It seemed that she was not unaware of her appetite. "Then...wait until I get the Holy Grail for you. , I’ll give you the money back.”

"...That's a universal wishing machine, and you actually use it to make money?"

How should I put it... Inexplicably, I feel like the country's richest man has lost all his money and went to the street to buy a hand cake.

"No!" Mordred retorted: "What I want to realize with the Holy Grail is to go back to before my father drew the Sword of King Selection and became king, and then... pull out the Sword of King Selection on her behalf!"

As if he had imagined the scene at that time, a blush of excitement appeared on Mordred's smiling face.

"When that happens, I'll see how my father still denies that I am the heir to her throne!"

It's not that I directly wish for the Holy Grail to become the king, but I want to get a chance to prove myself, and then fight for it based on my own ability.

As for his inability to pull out the Sword of King Selection... Mordred never thought about this possibility at all.

She is King Arthur's only descendant. Why can't she not do what her father can do?

"How is it? Master, am I amazing?"

Mordred felt that there was nothing wrong with his idea, and he even felt that he was really awesome for being able to come up with this method. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

However, she did not get a response from her Master for a long time.

When Mordred lowered his head, he saw Lion Jie Jieli's mouth half open, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing, Master? It's like seeing a ghost."

Mordred would not hide his inner thoughts at all, so he said it directly.

Then... an extremely familiar voice came from behind Mordred, causing Mordred's body to stiffen instantly.

"Mordred."

"——Hell!!"

As if his butt was burned by the ground, Mordred jumped up instantly, and at the same time took out his weapon and prepared for battle.

Anger, doubt, fear, confusion... The surging waves pushed her heart up and down, and every drop of water that gathered in the waves came from her complicated and unclear emotions.

She was about to roar out the other person's name, but the moment she turned around, she was almost blinded by the flash.

So big...so white...

Arturia watched as Mordred suddenly jumped away, baring her fangs towards her like a lioness with exploded hair, and even countless red lightnings burst out from her body.

However, when Mordred turned around and saw himself, he suddenly stopped moving, and even the ferocious red thunder on his body disappeared strangely.

The other party didn't move for a long time, and Arturia couldn't even feel the other party's breathing, so she spoke again.

"Mordred?"

Perhaps this call woke up Mordred, and the other person's eyes finally returned to clarity, but the next moment, she took a step back, and the vigilance and anger in her eyes were even stronger than before.

"Who are you! How dare you pretend to be my father--!"

My father doesn’t have a heart as big as yours—! !

Chapter 192 Mordred doubts reality

Arturia didn't expect to meet Mordred here.

Originally, after leaving Black's base camp, she planned to go directly to Red's base camp.

However, she suddenly felt the location of a red servant.

Because Artoria is the Ruler of this Holy Grail War, she can feel the aura of a Servant.

Although every Servant can do similar things, Artoria as a Ruler has a wider range and a longer distance.

Even before they met, Artoria had already guessed that this red servant was Mordred.

Because at this time, the servants on the red side were basically under the control of Amakusa Shiro Ba Tokisada. Only Shishi Kaikai and Mordred, who were good at acting alone, rejected Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and wandered around.

To be honest, Artoria has not yet decided how to meet Mordred, or even decided whether to meet him or not.

After all, she still knew that she was not the real King Arthur, let alone the King Arthur that Mordred knew.

Even the spiritual base belonging to Artoria was conveying emotions such as "trouble" to her, and she didn't know how to face her only child.

Should I be resentful? After all, the other party destroyed his own country.

Should I apologize? After all, the other party became like this because of his own neglect.

However, perhaps it was because of the emotion coming from her spiritual base that she made the decision to meet Mordred.

"You also hope that you can ease the relationship with her, right? You hope to tell her your true thoughts, and hope that she will no longer be tortured by the fire of anger."

Arturia seemed to be talking to herself, but she knew that the spiritual master would hear her words.

Although I didn't feel "agree" from the spirit base, I didn't feel "rejection" either. It was probably because I was confused.

Mordred's aura came from a cemetery, so it wasn't too hard to find.

From a distance, Arturia saw Mordred, who was dressed very coolly, and a man who didn't look like a good person at all. That man must be Mordred's master.

At this time, Mordred was facing away from her, but the lion Jie Jieli who was facing her was shocked when he saw Arturia's arrival.

Nothing else, because Artoria's appearance is so similar to Mordred's that they are almost carved from the same mold.

In fact, Artoria was still a little surprised.

She clearly remembered that Mordred had the skill of [intuition]. Unlike Lancelot, who had honed his martial arts to an unparalleled level, Mordred relied more on his keen intuition like a beast. In addition, he fights with a life-and-death fighting style, which makes him more of a bloodthirsty beast than an orthodox knight.

Although Artoria deliberately hid her aura and did not show any hostility in order to avoid unnecessary complications, she shouldn't have been able to get close to this distance without being noticed by the other party.

Unless... Mordred trusts her very much, just like some very wary creatures who will react to the approach of almost any existence, but nothing will happen when their parents are close, and they even feel at ease. This It's because he trusts them subconsciously.

Arturia's expression became a little complicated and she called out softly.

"Mordred."

…………

"Who are you! How dare you pretend to be my father--!"

Mordred's face turned red with anger, and he raised his sword to kill the impostor in front of him.

"Saber! Wait..."

After regaining consciousness, Lion Jie Jieli wanted to stop Mordred, but Mordred, who was so angry that he was stunned, could not listen?

The lightning exploded, and Mordred stomped the ground to pieces. In an instant, he crossed the distance and came to Artoria, and swung the magic sword in his hand angrily.

Even Artoria didn't expect that Mordred would chop so decisively, but she wouldn't be able to actually stand there and be chopped down.

Without dodging, his clenched fist was covered with a thin layer of golden light, and then he punched the slashing demon sword.

——Bajiquan!

The exploding red thunder collided with the slender fist, and the result was a powerful force that almost made Mordred unable to hold the sword. Moreover, this force was extremely aggressive, flowing directly down the arm into the internal organs.

Then, the red lightning shattered like glass, and Mordred flew out directly.

After making several big holes in the ground, it slid dozens of meters away before barely stopping.

"You...you bastard!"

Mordred stood up in embarrassment. The hand holding the magic sword was still shaking uncontrollably. The red coat on his body became a little tattered. His ferocious face looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"Saber! Don't be impulsive!"

Lion Jie Jieli still wanted to persuade Mordred, but at this moment, Mordred could no longer see anything except Artoria.

"Counterfeit goods! I'm going to kill you..."

"Sir Mordred!"

Looking at Mordred, whose brain was completely dominated by anger, Altria couldn't help it. She frowned and shouted.

It was this shout that froze Mordred's whole body, and his expression was replaced by astonishment.

This familiar feeling...

The body's instinct made her want to kneel on one knee, lower her head, and offer loyalty to the king in front of her.

But...how is this possible?

A mere imposter...

"Sir Mordred, how much more face do you want to bring to the Knights of the Round Table?"

It was still that familiar call that made her lower her head in fear, not daring to look directly into those beautiful emerald eyes.

Altria walked slowly, and the sound of her silver boots stepping lightly on the floor gently struck Mordred's heart.

"Even if you are only the last seat, you are still a Knight of the Round Table, and your words and deeds represent the words and deeds of all the Knights of the Round Table."

Standing in front of Mordred, Altria gave a stern reprimand.

As always.

Mordred stared at the familiar yet strange figure in front of her, who was a little taller than her, with wide eyes, and shouted in disbelief.

"Father... King?"

Seeing Mordred's expression of doubting reality, Altria was a little confused for a moment.

"Yes... no?"

Originally, even if she knew that the other party was King Arthur, Mordred should have raised her sword and chopped it out immediately.

After all, she was a rebellious knight, and being an enemy of King Arthur was what she was best at.

However, Altria in front of her was really a little different from the father she had in mind.

Falling into doubt about reality, Mordred forgot about being an enemy of King Arthur.

Chapter 193 My father can only be killed by me! (18/31)

This naughty child... is he stupid?

Looking at Mordred in front of her, who obviously looked like his worldview had collapsed and was being reshaped, Altria also frowned and fell into silence.

"Uh... are you really King Arthur?"

Altria suddenly heard the voice and looked in the direction of the voice, and then saw the somewhat embarrassed lion Jie Jieli walking towards her cautiously.