Lords of Camelot

"Father!"

Jiu Mo woke up from his deep sleep, and Fiore beside him immediately asked him what happened? He had been sweating while sleeping just now, and his expression was nervous.

Mordred recalled what happened in the dream just now. In that dream, he fought against countless twisted monsters, defeated tens of thousands of armies, and conquered thousands of kingdoms.

In every battle, the phantom behind him was changing. By the end, he had mastered every phantom.

He stroked his chest, and everything in the dream still frightened him. But at this moment, he seemed to be able to sense it, to sense those new existences.

However, the key was still missing, and he was still a little confused. He couldn't figure out how to push open the door.

But now was not the time to think about that, he turned around and asked Fiore what time it was. When he learned that it was already afternoon, Mordred immediately asked Fiore to gather everyone, and now it was time for the second combat meeting.

"Danik is dead. Fiore, you will temporarily take over the wartime command of the Yugdomrenia clan."

Mordred said this at the end. Fiore was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond to him, but Old Mordred wouldn't care whether she could respond or not. Now she had to respond whether she wanted to or not.

Soon, the remaining Masters and Servants were gathered together. Chiron saw Mordred wake up and asked him how he was doing. Mordred said that he was in good condition and could even consider the battle tonight.

"Everyone, I will now take charge of the Black Servant in this Holy Grail War. Do you have any objections?"

Mordred asked them, and the others all agreed. The only ones who were qualified to be on equal footing with him were Siegfried and Chiron, but both of them were too modest, so it was better to let Mordred take the lead.

Mordred nodded, then bowed to the remaining people to express his gratitude. He would take on the responsibility and lead them to the end of victory, but if they failed, they would only be able to fight to the death to apologize.

"Well, I now nominate my Master Fiore as the wartime commander-in-chief, temporarily commanding all of Yugdomirenia's resources. Everyone, do you have any objections?"

Hearing this, Colles had no objection. Gold signaled Chiron with his eyes, and Chiron responded that he didn't need to resist now.

Serenike said it didn't matter, but Roger was too young to take over the current command.

After receiving everyone's approval, Fiore bowed her head and thanked everyone. These words were enough.

She turned to look at Mordred, and their eyes met. Then Mordred began to command the current battle.

"If we continue to defend now, we will really have no way out. We must take the initiative to attack. All personnel should prepare to land on the opponent's aerial fortress and fight. We should try to achieve the final victory on the opponent's territory."

Modred was right to make such a suggestion. Now that they had lost Vlad III, there was no need to continue fighting on Romanian soil.

Taking the initiative now can actually seize the initiative in the battle, and if fighting indoors, it can also slightly hinder Achilles' speed.

"Fighting in the Great Wasteland will give Achilles a better chance to perform, which is not appropriate. Even if the opponent is disabled now, his speed is beyond our ability to match, which is very troublesome."

Only by further restricting Achilles will he have a chance to defeat him, at least that's what Mordred thought, and this was also recognized by Chiron, so there will be more chances.

"Let Spartacus out. If you were considering the defense of the castle and Vlad III before, there is no need for that now.

Throw him into that sky garden. The one who could create such a garden must be an emperor or a lord. Let Spartacus bloom there."

Now he is making use of almost everything he can, but if there is no other way, who would be willing to fight a war that is not rich enough?

"Go pick a suitable homunculus, Avisbronn, and complete your Noble Phantasm. This is the final battle, don't waste it."

Avisbron was silent at this moment. He could tell that Mordred was going to use his treasure as an offensive tool. To be honest, this was not in line with his idea, and even tarnished his pursuit and his ideal.

But in this situation, does he have any choice?

If we fail in the Holy Grail War, there will be no chance to complete this Noble Phantasm, so in this situation we actually have no choice.

"Forget it, just treat it as an experience. However, I have a request. I cannot be the core of my Noble Phantasm. If I use a Servant as the core, the collapse of the Light of Wisdom is only a matter of time. At least I hope it can grow as much as possible. Even if it is to be destroyed, I don't want it to fall easily."

Mordred nodded, knowing that his request was a bit too much, so he turned to look at Fiore, who understood what he meant and looked at Gold.

"Okay, I'll pick out a android with the best magic circuit right away."

Gold also knew that this was no joke, and he had to do his best to bring more chances of winning to his side.

"The enemy still has some severely damaged cavalry, fully-struck archers, spearmen, assassins, magicians, and judges. Jeanne, can you handle the judge?"

"Leave it to me, I will do my best." Joan of Arc's own task is to exchange pieces. As long as she can hold down the opponent's arbitrator one-on-one, her task will be successfully completed.

"If possible, I really hope you can kill him directly... Well~ But this is a bit too much to ask. The opponent's swordsman... Ah~! This is really a headache! I just know what I will do, that guy will definitely come over and interfere!"

Once Xiao Mo came, they would have to allocate troops to deal with her. This was the most difficult point for Jiu Mo to consider, because he really had no resources at hand, and he could not allocate troops to deal with Jiu Mo.

The only ones who can deal with that guy are Chiron, Siegfried and himself. If Avisbron goes, he will most likely be chopped into two pieces by Little Mo within two minutes. Spartacus can't be controlled, and Old Mo uses him as a suicide infantry.

Chiron had to monitor the entire battle, provide support and restrict the opponent's Atalanta. Siegfried had to work with him to deal with Achilles and Karna. This was no joke. Old Mo now believed that he did not have the strength to fight against two great heroes alone. The gap in level was too big.

"Everyone, perhaps tonight is the last battle. I don't know how many of us will be able to drink the fine wine that the Lord and my king sent for us at the moment of dawn after this battle. But... I will definitely fight with all my strength! Thank you all for your help. There are also some things I didn't do well in this battle! Please forgive me!"

After that, he bowed again to everyone present. But this time, no one needed to return the bow, because it was what they deserved.