I am Emiya Shiro Kamen Rider ghost

"It's gone, wouldn't that be better?"

You are really the father of the child!Shirou twitched his mouth and looked at Arturia. When he was about to say something, he saw Arturia's pair of white rabbits through Artoria's drooping collar.

"-Wow, Al, your collar collar-"

Shirou yelled in panic for a moment, and turned his head away, but Artoria's bunny still couldn't be forgotten in his mind.

That head is a bit bigger than my sister Ilya, of course my sister has a promising future because of her age and the genes of Ellie's mother, but it will be very sad when it comes to Artoria.

Seeing Shirou panicked, Arturia was quite happy, at least it shows that Shirou is still very interested in women. In the original world, Artoria felt that the kelp head would be her biggest threat, but now The kelp head is gone, and she is the only heroine.

"Shirou, don't panic, your role is now the child's father, it's easy to reveal yourself like this!"

"Child? By the way, didn't you see that the child disappeared?"

Shirou got up immediately and changed his clothes. He didn't know where Mordred could go in the early morning?

"Well, I feel that Mordred hasn't gone far, and she's probably in the courtyard now."

Arturia sensed it with her dull hair, and it was true that Mordred was in the courtyard.

"What is she doing in the garden early in the morning before the sun rises?"

Arturia shook her head. To be honest, she didn't know her "son" very well, otherwise she wouldn't let her rebellion succeed.

In this way, the two changed their clothes and came to the door of the wooden house, and saw a small figure desperately holding up the sword in his hand, slashing at the air continuously.

As for the sword in her hand, Arturia naturally recognized it. It was called the King Sword of Brilliant Radiance. It was once kept in her arsenal, and it represented the sword of succession to the throne.

The sword is said to be "more dazzling than any silver", and has a value comparable to the "sword of vowed gold", but because it was forcibly taken away by Mordred, its level has dropped from its original level.

The king sword that was originally suitable for Mordred to wield, but because Mordred's body has shrunk, the king sword of brilliant glory is still the original size.

Therefore, it is quite difficult to wield it. After all, the current little Mordred is basically equivalent to the height of the sword itself.

Even after waving it very vigorously again, little Mordred leaned forward and lay on the ground.

But before Shirou stepped forward to help little Mordred, he got up, gritted his teeth and continued to practice chopping the air, even though the sweat on his forehead was dripping down his cheeks, he never stopped exercising.

Until he had no strength, he threw the sword aside and sat panting on the lawn in the courtyard.

Little Mordred, who was resting at this time, felt a slight chill on his forehead, looked up and saw Shirou touching his forehead with a glass of ice water.

"Drink plenty of water to rehydrate after exercise!"

"I know, father!"

Even the young Mordred gave Shirou a boyish vibe.

After receiving the cold water that Shirou handed over, Mordred drank it all in one gulp. After drinking the cold water, little Mordred felt much refreshed all over his body.

Shirou also sat next to little Mordred, and asked calmly: "I said, little Mo! Why do you have to get up early in the morning to wield your sword? Is it necessary?"

"Why not? Although on the one hand, the practice of swordsmanship was prescribed by my mother, on the other hand, I also have reasons to practice."

"The reason for having to practice? What reason?"

"That is to become a knight of the round table who will serve my king and protect my king when I grow up."

Although little Mordred was young, his eyes were extremely firm.

"My king, do you mean King Arthur?"

"Well, who else is the king of our Britain besides King Arthur? Speaking of which, he seems to be the younger brother of my mother."

No, her real identity is your male father, I just like to be a father, but Shirou continued to ask:

"Why do you want to be the Knights of the Round Table who protect King Arthur?"

"Well, although my lord mother once said to me: "As my son, you are qualified to inherit the throne.Now temporarily hide his identity and serve the king.After that—on the day Arthur falls, you will be king. "

But I want to protect my king more, because he has paid so much to protect our Britain, and it is very tiring to think about it, so I want to protect and protect my king so that he can have a good rest. "

"Is that so?"

Even with his mother's obsession, Mordred's yearning for Artoria far exceeds that ambition.

"Little Mo, you practice swordsmanship so hard, do you still have time to play with children of your age?"

"...No, children who are playing with me who are the same age as I am swinging the sword, when they grow up, maybe I will have died of old age!"

Although Mordred was still young, she had already noticed that her body was abnormal. Her body grew faster than a natural person, and her natural life cycle was correspondingly short.

"It is precisely because my lifespan is short that I must hurry up to exercise, otherwise I will not be able to catch up with my king's footsteps."

After Little Mordred finished speaking, not only Shirou fell silent, but Artoria, who was listening behind the door, clenched her fist tightly and then let it go.

Chapter 95: Shirou vs Shiro

Xu Jiushirou sighed slightly and said:

"Actually, Xiao Mo, you don't have to make yourself so tired, have you forgotten? The few of us are traveling now, so why not relax once in a while?"

"But if that's the case, Xiao Mo won't be able to become that king's knight."

"Don't worry, Xiao Mo, you will definitely become the most famous knight in King Arthur's Round Table Knights in the future."

Shirou patted the young Mordred and said, in fact, he did not lie. Mordred's reputation can be regarded as the first rank in the Knights of the Round Table. ?

It's just that when Shirou looked at the young Mordred in front of him, it was really difficult to think of the rebellious knight who clamored to destroy King Arthur's dynasty in the Battle of Camlann.

That was Arturia's fault, but Shirou didn't think so, so there was only one person who could answer, and that was Morgan Filler. Mordred's crooked looks were probably related to that woman.

"really?"

"Of course it's true. You'll have to go through the back door at that time. After all, your mother is King Arthur's sister. Besides, don't your brothers also serve King Arthur now?"

"Go through the back door, it's not good!"

Young Mordred had a hesitant expression on his face.

"Well, I want the king to recognize me more as a knight of the round table."

Looking at the little Mordred who refused to go through the back door, Shirou smiled.

"Don't worry! As a knight of the round table, that King Arthur will definitely recognize you."

It's just that he doesn't recognize you as the heir to the throne. Shirou now vaguely understands that Mordred's original intention of inheriting the throne should be to relieve Artoria's pressure, but his mentality gradually became distorted, and finally launched a rebellion.

"Thank you father."

"So Xiao Mo can just relax and play these few days.

Relax when you should relax, it's not worth exhausting your body!

As for your mother, I will tell you for you, don't worry. "

Shirou stroked Mordred's head, because he used to stroke Illya's head often, so the young Mordred enjoyed it very much.

"Well, but my lord father, you are much gentler than my lord mother. Is this the legendary loving father?"

"Lovely father? . . . so be it!"

It’s just that Shirou somehow thought of a loving father in the history of a certain red bear when he heard the word “benevolent father”. However, although none of the sons of that loving father were counselors, he had a rebellious daughter, which made people sigh!

It's just that just after Shirou finished speaking, he heard the voice of the girl coughing dryly behind him. The young Mordred suddenly realized that if he had said bad things about his mother just now, then the mother must be angry!

pill!pill!

So after getting up at this time, Mordred stood like a soldier who was scolded by the chief, trembling all over his body.

"Mother, I—"

"Just do as your father said, rest and play well these few days!"

"----Hey-?!!"

Shirou got up and patted the dust off his buttocks, and came to Artoria's side.

"Look! In fact, your "mother" still loves you very much!"

Artoria gave Shirou a displeased look, then stretched her hand to Shirou's waist and twisted it.

Hiss, it hurts, is it true that women are born to pinch men's waists?

Although there was cold sweat on his forehead, Shirou still responded with a smile on his face, and then Arturia turned and left.

"Father, do you feel pain?"

"It's okay, don't worry,"

Seeing the concerned face of the young Mordred, Shirou instantly felt healed a lot.

After a while, Mordred, who has grown up, is full of the breath of a bear child. Why is this young Mordred exuding the breath of a healing little angel?

In the end, Shirou couldn't find the answer and could only choose to give up. After enjoying the breakfast made by Shirou, the young Mordred was very pleasantly surprised. She also understood why the mother fell in love with the father, mainly because the breakfast he made was so good have eaten.

Shirou looked at the scene where the mother and daughter (father and son?) were desperately eating food. He could be sure that although Mordred did not inherit the throne, at least she inherited the king's stomach. Bad money.

After breakfast, Shirou will naturally go to meet the ally of the red side. Mordred, who has become a young girl, naturally cannot be Shirou's Servant, and Shirou feels that it is always weird to bring a young girl to fight the cruel Holy Grail War .

So Arturia naturally became Shirou's Servant in this Holy Grail War, and the young Mordred was handed over to Medea Lily to look after.

And Medea Lily looked at the young Mordred and sighed slightly.

"Sister Lily, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, I feel like I'm a redundant tool man."

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After Shirou went out, he took Artoria, who had become a spirit, to the church on Mount Sighişoara.

Sighişoara was a city formed in the twelfth century due to the invasion of the Saxons.Even if you look at the whole of Europe, it is difficult to find a city that retains so many shadows of medieval Europe.

That church is the base chosen by the red side. The reason why it was chosen as the base is that Sighişoara is the closest to Tolifas, and it is located in the red side where the Thousand World Trees and their servants will not notice. The city on the border of breath.

Anyway, Shirou was climbing up the stairs with the ceiling step by step in order to reach the designated place.It is said that this 170-step staircase is also a scenic spot in Sighişoara, just like the church on the mountain.

"As a church built so high, it's the same as Liudong Temple. Al, do you think the church here will get more money for sesame oil?"

"...Shirou, according to the modern knowledge that I was given by the Holy Grail, the church doesn't seem to be called sesame oil money!"

"...For those who seem to be calling indulgences, in short, I suggest that it is better to build churches and temples on high ground than on flat ground!"

Shirou complained like this while climbing the stairs.

Soon after climbing the stairs, Shirou saw a church shaped like a rocket.

Shirou confirmed that there were no other people around, and at the same time pushed the door open with his hand, he also reconfirmed that it was nine o'clock in the morning and he was on time for the appointment.

Pushing open the heavy door panel and entering, one can see a man standing in front of the statue of God at the other end of the nave.

That man was wearing the same priest attire as Kotomine Kirei back then, but Shirou was a little surprised by that face. Although the man in front of him had darker skin and whiter hair, his face looked so similar to him, right? Can only say exactly the same.

The man in front of him was also quite surprised when he saw Shirou. After all, he had the same facial features as himself, except for his skin color and hair color, he felt like a half-brother.

"──Welcome."

"Someone asked me to come here, so you asked me to come, right?"

"Well, of course it is."

A mature smile appeared on that innocent boyish face.

"Hello, I am Kotomine Shiro, and I will be the supervisor of this Holy Grail War."

Shirou sat on the bench in the front row, frowning slightly.

"Kotomine Shiro?"

"what happened?"

"Actually Shishiko is my pseudonym, and my real name is Emiya Shiro."

"Shiro Emiya? That's still a coincidence!"

"Yeah! I wonder if we are long-lost relatives. You see, we both look handsome and have the same name, Shirou."

"..." Yanfeng Shiro's mouth twitched, he remembered that Shirou should be the name, his surname is Yanfeng!

"I agree that he's handsome, but his relatives probably aren't! In fact, he was an orphan before he came down, and he was adopted and given the surname Yanfeng."

There can be no kinship, his family has been killed by the shogunate long ago.