Artoria the Big Liar

What I say, you just do it, I’m not lying to you, where do you get so many of them?

You still have two swords that your mother gave you!If he won't use it at that time, wouldn't he be humiliating those two swords?

"That's an ordinary person. As long as you use your sword for a long time, when you raise your hand, you can only know where your attack direction is. Therefore, the confrontation between veterans is not a fight between wild beasts, but a battle between generals." The battle of wits between them. Arranging traps, using false moves, changing the trajectory of the sword, and the connection between combined moves and moves. This is the essence of the long sword, and it is also respected by the swordsmanship masters of the past. Re-learn these basic things, and then It is possible to learn such things as super sense, true heart, mind eye, and unloading force."

"...How do you feel that these are heights that amateurs can't reach in a lifetime." Qing Cheng said again.

Maintaining the patience I deserve, I said as calmly as possible: "It's like climbing a mountain. Mount Everest is indeed majestic, but only the most prepared and capable climbers can reach the top. But it's not a hobby." What is the reason why you refuse to climb ordinary hills? Now that you have joined the HEMA club, you still have to learn and correct in the correct way after all!"

Sighing, Qing Cheng sighed: "I don't know how much the minister has educated you to make you like this. I just put so much into my head in one breath, anyway, I can't stand it."

"My sister is destined to become a great existence." When I mentioned my father, I immediately calmed down: "For her, climbing Mount Everest is just her starting point. She is completely different from us. I just try to chase her It’s just the shadow of the current knowledge and skills.”

"Minister...is he so powerful? I thought he was very powerful from the first impression." Arakawa Saki sighed. "It's really unimaginable that my father would talk to the minister in such an extremely formal tone. At that time, I almost thought that the two of them were acting in some kind of drama!"

"If it's a minister, I'm afraid I can do anything." Takano courage has a high-paying part-time job that his father found for him, so he is of course convinced.But soon, Takano's courageous expression became worried again: "That... Matori-san. Is the minister really sick?"

"To be precise, she found a way to treat her old disease. It was a very serious old disease. When the rainy day came and the air humidity increased, her joints would become inflamed and diseased, and the pain was worse than gout. It's just my sister. I got used to the pain from a very early age, so I couldn't see anything on my face."

"That's it...it's really hard for the minister." Takano said courageously.

"'Therefore, when heaven will send a great mission to human beings, they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and mess up their actions. Therefore, their hearts and minds have been mobilized and tolerated, and they have benefited what they cannot do.'. In the textbook, Mencius’s words are very suitable for my sister. The greater the person, the harder he is, and he endures the pain that others cannot bear. Maybe I can’t reach the level of my sister, but even chasing her shadow It’s not easy.”

Chapter 82: The Smell of Conspiracy

◆Mordred◆

After school, time flies by.

After eating the breakfast I made myself in the morning, I rode my bicycle to school.

I met Erina on the road, sometimes she was still waiting for me at the intersection, and then we went to school together.

The course was not difficult, and gradually the teacher didn't care about it, and let me read other books—anyway, it was just learning ahead, not reading some extracurricular books, and the teacher had nothing to blame.

Club activities have also become regular.It’s just that HEMA is only a very small hobby club. It cannot have regional or national competitions like traditional strong clubs. Everyone seems to be less motivated and just practice daily.

Every night, I spend about 10 to [-] minutes writing a fairly formal email to my father, writing in detail what I did, how I felt, whether I had any adventures, or the taste and texture of new dishes, etc.The father also replied with the same length of text, saying similar things, for example, the caravan has been selected, and many parameters are listed, but the procedures and certificate approval are slow, and the trip has not yet started.

However, the fact that I have been unable to enter the Lost Belt for a long time makes me a little worried.

Fortunately, this worry didn't last long, and on Friday afternoon, I finally arrived in the Belt of Obscurities.

It was still not long after Sprint left, and Lily and I were lying in bed resting together.

At the usual pace, it's time for small talk.Lily and I talked about things in reality, about what that world looks like.Lily often asks me some basic modern concepts, and her emerald green eyes are always shining with anticipation.

When I mentioned Erina, Lily was very interested in the other person in my words.

"Miss Aozaki Aoko...is a magician, right?"

"Right." I replied. "What's wrong?"

"A magician is the kind of existence that can reach the root through spells, and then use the power of the root to call for magic. Merlin told me so. So, Mordred..." Lily made up her mind, as if the opportunity was right in front of her eyes: "Can you help me ask that magician how to travel between two different worlds? After all, Mordred can do it by himself? As long as the magician studies it, maybe I can do it too." can do it."

I froze for a moment, thinking that it was indeed feasible.This is a matter between Lily and me, and my father will not say anything.

Moreover, not to mention the shuttle between dreams and reality, I am the strongest artificial human made by my mother, a perfect copy of my father's great dragon blood.Even a magician would be very interested in my situation.

...Ah, I remembered.Aozaki Aoko's older sister, Aozaki Tachibana, is a puppeteer.It is said that she transferred her soul with an artificial human body and achieved a certain degree of immortality.She should also be a help.

"Well. When I get back there, I will definitely ask and experiment as soon as possible."

This should not be difficult.I have the echo of the purple god, and rely on the power of the purple god to realize the seamless connection of time.As long as I know the method, I will definitely be able to take Lily there.There is absolutely no need for Lily to worry about this.

It's just that the power of the Purple God is too special.It is impossible for me to explain to Lily until I fully grasp it.

"Mordred, I have felt it. After ringing the bell, my strength has indeed increased. At first I thought it was the power of the scabbard. But now I confirm that it is true. As long as I keep ringing the tour bell, I can really increase my strength. Maybe I will be stronger than Mordred in the future!"

Looking at Lily's expectant eyes, I unconsciously thought of Jeanna.

They are so alike.Let Na swallow the spiritual core of the follower to increase her strength.Lily's ringing the bell of the pilgrimage also increases her strength.And the essence of this power is not that she has grown herself, but that she has returned to her original self—Jeanna will return to the incarnation of the God of Misfortune, and Lily will return to the direction of the fairy King Arthur.

Not only this aspect.The concept of the Dragon Witch overrides the concept of the God of Misfortune.Lily's name was also taken away from me, and it is no longer Artoria.They are all conforming to fate and at the same time resisting fate, and only at the last moment can they witness whether they can resist success.

But... Do I really have the determination of my father, can I give up everything, and become a hero only for Lily?Can I really not care about my father's opinion, my own life experience, and just live for Lily?

I hesitated, I hesitated, I doubted my confidence—or just plain unconfident.

"Mordred... isn't happy?" Lily's eyes drooped, her anticipation turned into inferiority. "That's right. Mordred doesn't want me to have power. What he likes is the me in the past. If I grow up in the future, I will be another person in Mordred's eyes... then don't use this power if you can use it." Well. I will not be stronger than Mordred."

Raising my eyebrows, I stretched out my finger and flicked Lily's forehead.

"Mordred, what have you done!" Lily was really annoyed again.

"Don't let your imagination run wild, you silly girl." I said with a smile.The lack of self-confidence in my heart disappeared with what Lily said just now. "Are you underestimating me? Only when your strength grows, can my strength not grow? In fact, I have also gained strength, but I have a lot of it, and relatively less."

"This, so..." Lost emotions surfaced on Lily's face again.

"I rang the bell. Since it can ring, it means that the bell recognizes me as the savior, and a large part of your previous mission has been transferred to me. I can gain strength from it, is it a matter of course? Besides, before For things you can't do, even if you gain new power, don't force yourself, understand?"

"……understood."

After saying this, Lily turned her head and turned her back to me, fell asleep soon, and went to study with Merlin.

The next day, walking on the street, talking to passers-by and shop owners, I finally understood why Splinter was able to become the mayor and make the city’s goblins pay their taxes in time—as a human, he used out of the way of human beings.Treat fairies as workers, make various products, and transport them to other cities for sale.

For some reason, he wasn't interested in profits—or was forced to be, and most of the profits were returned to the townspeople.With extra income, the goblins can pay taxes in time, and few people will be driven out to become refugees.But obviously, the goblins are not happy because they need work, and just muddle along.The goblins in other areas learned the truth and didn't want to join Leeds City. As a result, the city remained at such a scale.

"I am afraid that the Dragon King ordered him to expand the production scale." After calm analysis, I came to this conclusion.

Isil gave a curious look.She was not curious about Splinter, but curious about the Dragon King's decision.

"Since everyone knows the concept of the Lost Belt, I'll be blunt. Humans must farm and raise food to survive. The Eternal Queen spreads the sea of ​​flowers all over Britain, and there is no such thing as agriculture. Therefore, Pan Individuals in human history can exchange currency by accumulating food, and then exchange it for other people’s labor. More work, more pay. But here, the magic power produced by the goblins is a quota. There is no concept of more work, more pay, and the development of productivity is out of the question. It’s better to count on the Eternal Queen to bestow a new gift.”

"So, Mayor Sprint's opening a factory and selling goods is not a transaction, but a kind of plunder. Since our country is designed like this, this kind of plunder is unacceptable, right?" Isil tried to ask according to his own understanding.

"That's right. There is a word in the history of pan-humans to describe this phenomenon, called 'dumping'. A small number of goblins get a lot of profits, which will inevitably cause many goblins to go bankrupt and become refugees because they cannot pay taxes. This is Dragon King What is not allowed, is also not allowed by the Eternal Queen. Bankrupt goblins will turn into disasters, and the Eternal Queen promised that every goblin will eventually be promoted to elf. Splinter's behavior is contrary to their plan."

"That's it... I only get a rough idea. The history of pan-humanity is really complicated." Ithil sighed.

"It's actually not very complicated. It's a simple math problem." The landlady said, "Because of the characteristics of our world, the production capacity is limited. We can only rely on goblins and elves to generate magic power, and we cannot use ore, water flow, wind If some people have more income, others will inevitably decrease. The Dragon King and Queen must ensure the equality and fairness of their subjects, and the means of pan-human history are not suitable for the situation here.”

"That's right, that's what Miss Landlord meant.

After all, the landlady is a smart person.Even if it is a concept that I have never heard of, I can analyze it by myself.

And after hearing the landlady's explanation, even Lily understood it.Only Bagster is not interested in this at all, and he is too lazy to think about it, thinking that these things have nothing to do with him.

Because of what the landlord and I explained, everyone's attitude towards the city of Leeds has changed.From the original approval to non-approval.Seeing the depressing living conditions of the goblins, they all expressed their understanding.Going around, I felt very boring. After buying some consumables, I continued north to Northumberland.

Before leaving, Splinter found me again.Only this time, his eyes were a little colder.

"Miss Mordred, are you leaving now? Is there something wrong with Liz and I?"

"No. I was just passing by. The rest is over and the preparations for the trip are ready, so of course we have to leave. We have a mission entrusted to us. For us, time is very precious, and it cannot be squandered and wasted things. The mission can be completed earlier, and the Dragon King can be relieved earlier."

"I see... I see. Thank you for coming, Miss Mordred."

"In short, what should you be busy with, just keep busy."

"...Before I leave, I have something to tell you."

Seeing his eyes suddenly become sharper, I finally became interested.

"What's the matter?"

"Among humans, there is a concept called 'threshold'. When things accumulate to a certain level, things will usher in drastic changes, and most people don't know whether this thing is good or bad. Now, With the gap between the two supreme beings, some things have exceeded the threshold, and some things have reached the limit."

I smell the stench of conspiracy, and the swell of the undercurrent.

Sprint's mouth curled into a smile, like a viper crawling and wriggling in the dark.

"It seems that you understand what I mean. I am relieved."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Isil asked, frowning.

"Miss Moon Knight, your boss already understands what I'm talking about. If she feels the need to speak out, she will naturally explain to you. I came to visit today just to confirm some things. I got the information I wanted." Sprint sighed, and looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the distance: "'Eternal Queen', what a great title! It's just that the word 'Eternal' can only describe the existence that should be There is only one."

I've seen the death of the man Splinter.Now he is just a corpse that can still move.

If it was Albion in the past, I would like to be the executioner.But in this Lost Belt, considering the conflicts between Tona Riko and Lily in terms of goals, ideas and interests, I can only be a bystander and watch coldly.

"Indeed, there is only one that can be called the word 'eternal'. But, Sprint, you and your companions, don't forget one fact. This title was bestowed by that being himself. That one If you think it can be described, then you can really describe it. What you think is what you think after all."

"Of course I know. But that existence has put in too much effort to maintain the peace of the entire island. Because of her promise, that existence granted her this title. However, what she promised was not done. She even dared to defy the will of that being in an attempt to deceive and deceive. This is something that is not allowed, something that shouldn't happen. This kind of thing...must be corrected."

What a high-sounding reason, it made me want to laugh.

A careerist will be blinded by his own ambition and consider himself an ideal.

They even regard superior beings as beings equal to themselves, imagine and guess the ideas of superiors, in order to gain power and realize their so-called "ideals".Looking through the history books, there are too many such characters, and most of their endings are not very good, even if they end well, they only get infamy from later generations.

If it's just like this, that's all--it's so funny that he dared to assume that the father was deceived and deceived, and even dared to assume that his thoughts were the father's thoughts--I want to draw my sword right now and put his head on They were cut off, their bodies thrown into the sea, and their heads buried in masonry.

Too bad it's not Albion.Fortunately, this is not Albion.

"Then I wish you luck. I have my own mission to complete!"

"I also wish you a smooth journey, Your Highness. You are worthy of being the heir of that existence."

I don't need the flattery of others, I just need the approval of my father.

This kind of flattery is just bullshit in my ears.I say goodbye to this idiot quickly and move on.

"... Mordred, can you tell me where Sprint is going to sit?" After leaving Leeds, Ithil couldn't wait to ask me, wanting to get an answer.

"He wants to set off a coup, or a rebellion to dethrone the Eternal Queen." I told Ithil the answer bluntly, because I didn't want to speak in riddles, and I was just a visitor in this world. "The forces behind him are very powerful, and they are basically connected in series. The separation of the father and the eternal queen is the fuse of this rebellion, making them feel that the time is ripe-I think it is quite funny, but it is a pity that those The ordinary goblins and ordinary elves who are used as pawns by them probably died a lot in the rebellion just like the queen's army."

Ithil's eyes widened, his eyes trembled, and even his breathing stopped completely.

Lily had a complicated expression, Bagster snorted coldly, and the landlady was still smiling.

"It's nothing, it's not a big deal. It has nothing to do with the dragon army or our travels. Everything is under the control of my father. Even if there is a storm, my father can stop it at any time." Said Then, I suddenly remembered something and smiled expectantly. "Maybe this storm was caused by the father? Who knows, although I will ask the father, but I don't think it is necessary to ask, because I already know the answer. After all... at this point in time, But it's very special!"

Everyone else was in a daze, and the landlady was also puzzled.

No way, the Belt of Distinctions is too stable, there has been no political struggle, no shaking of the rule, even wars and disasters have been erased from memory, it is even more ideal than Utopia, game theory and political science don’t even have examples in this world.It is really difficult for them goblins and elves to understand those complicated concepts.

"In other words, it is enough for me to continue to obey His Majesty's orders?" Ithil asked.

"I am the great knight of the dragon army, and I will never become such a person." Isil replied calmly.

"I think so. After all, you are a really smart person. You will not pretend to understand, but try to find the answer. A true master always has the heart of an apprentice. The result of self-satisfaction is only self-destruction."

Perhaps in the history of pan-humanity, these careerists can succeed, but not here.

The careerist can succeed, relying on the stupidity and cowardice of the superior.But these two things do not exist in the father.Because the father king has surpassed the limits of human beings and has become a king who surpasses all kings.

So far, the only existence that can push the father to a desperate situation is the God of Misfortune.

Chapter 83: Weight in Heart

◆Artoria◆

In fact, travel is not as good as imagined.

Or to put it another way, life without Mordred is, after all, something missing.

I used to think that I didn't miss this emotion.But the facts tell me that my longing is very strong and serious.Wherever I was, whatever I was doing, I subconsciously assumed Mordred was there.Just a word or two from me and she can do the things I can't get distracted from.

This is not using Mordred as a tool, but as a deputy and successor.

Although I don’t need to be distracted to do anything during the trip, but the sense of sight that Mordred is always by my side keeps me depressed, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, no matter how humanistic it is. How prosperous, when Mordred went out independently, I really experienced the feeling of middle-aged people.

In reality, it's okay, there are people who like me by my side, and there are more than one.But in the dream, I can only lie or sit on the throne like a big bed, and only rely on my own will to fight against the will of the island-the island is a thing piled up by corpses, full of the despair and pain of the goblin before death, I must stick to my post.

Tonalico did move out, too.This magnificent palace has become my cage, and this extremely luxurious throne has become my shackles.I finally fell into the same situation as my real father, except that one is stopping disasters and protecting civilization, while the other is constantly causing disasters and destroying civilization.

Until one day, Ankara came to my palace with a familiar figure.

"This is your palace, right? It doesn't look like anything, it's far worse than the Palace of Versailles." Jeanna commented with the standards of an artist, her words were frivolous and her expression was disdainful.