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Chapter 428 Kill Me

Romania's ancient city, Sighisoara.

After a lapse of 500 years, the legend reappeared, and the reenactment of the Battle of Jianlan.

No one expected that such a situation would turn out, Mordred did not, Artoria did not, and even Shinji did not cause all this.

King Arthur, Arturia pressed her child Mordred against the wall, and did not let go no matter how Mordred struggled.

Mordred even thought about using the horns on his helmet to touch them, but the height of the two of them determined that the horns could only reach the shoulders at most, not the neck and head.

It was only at this time that Mordred, who was dazzled by all kinds of intense emotions, realized that something was wrong—when did the father in his memory become so tall?Shouldn't it be as tall as yourself? (both are 154cm)

The hatred and anger surging in her chest gradually faded away, and the IQ affected by the "monkey-style mental subtraction" once again occupied a high ground, and she finally realized the status quo.

"Did I... lose? Lost to my father, again."

Finding that the force coming from her body was gradually weakening, Artoria couldn't help reducing her strength, even though her suppressing posture didn't change.

Mordred removed the helmet and the treasure that concealed his real name from his mother Morgan, revealing the face that was exactly the same as King Arthur except for the hairstyle.

This is the second time she has done this.

For the first time, she took the initiative to confess her life experience to her father.

Morgan, who was disappointed with Mordred, revealed the secret of his life experience to him—that is, the fact that he was the unlucky son created by King Arthur and Morgan.And the words that are both a prophecy and a curse, "King Arthur didn't know that you were her child, and even if he knew, he would not recognize this dirty fact."

Mordred was deeply hit, but also immersed in unparalleled joy.

I am not a real human being, I am a child with the same blood as the king.No, since being the legitimate son of the king who surpassed all human beings, being not a human being is an honor. As the heir of the king, it is truly worthy of the name and shared in body and mind.Mordred ecstatically asked the king.For him, who had never known his father's love since he was a child, King Arthur's "father" was already equal to God.

However, when she came before the king, took off her helmet, and said everything, she was fully expecting to be recognized.Wang ruthlessly refused.

"So it is. Although it is my sister's trick, you are indeed my child. However, I am not prepared to admit this, and I will not entrust the throne to you."

"Really...why am I only at the bottom of the round table - I finally understand."

King Arthur loathed her sister Morgan.Then how could Mordred, who was her child, be recognized by the king.

No matter how hard he worked, even if he was better than anyone else, Mordred was despised by King Arthur from the moment he was born as the evil son who tarnished her life.

The more you stand on the top of the towering clouds, the more painful it is to fall.For Mordred, it was the transition from hope to despair that ignited a fire of hatred for King Arthur in his heart.

But this time, there was no hatred in Mordred's eyes, only calm, dead calm, like a burnt residue.

"Hahahaha, I thought I had surpassed my father. It's ridiculous—my life is a joke."

Arturia sighed, not knowing what to say.Whether she is king or now, she has never understood her children.I don't know what she wanted, why she rebelled, why she hated herself so much, and why she was going crazy just now.

Seeing that his father didn't speak, Mordred's face showed a hint of pleading: "Hey, say something, my lord, Father."

"I... don't know what to say." Arturia looked distressed, but was covered by the mask, and Mordred didn't see it.

"You—you don't know what to say? Don't you hate me? Don't hate me for destroying your kingdom! For destroying the Britain you loved and gave everything for! You know what Britain is now Except for the name, everything else is different from your Britain, completely different!!!" Mordred became excited again.

"British?"

Artoria lowered her head, eyes dazed.

Do you hate Mordred?In fact, this problem is very complicated.

As a king, when he was the right incarnation (slave), he didn't hate, or didn't think about it.At that time, all she wanted was to redeem her own country and people, so she did not hesitate to make a contract with the restraining force, traveling through time and space to seek the Holy Grail.If she really wanted to hate, she hated herself too. The so-called king is the one who will bear everything after all. Mordred's rebellion is also the king's crime.

Untie the knot, step down from the throne, and return to an ordinary girl. She admits that she hated and blamed Mordred.But that was just a momentary feeling of indulging in the dream of the past, and after waking up from the dream, the feeling faded away.

After all, 500 years have passed. Even though Utopia is located in the Sea of ​​Stars, she can hardly feel the passage of time, and she has changed a lot compared to "before she was alive"—although she has not realized it yet.

Mordred felt a pang of sadness to find his father turned into a gourd again.

Don't you even want to say a word to me?So--

"Okay, I understand, you don't hate me, and you don't treat me as your child, you just treat me as an ordinary knight, maybe a rebellious knight in the end."

"Kill me, lord. Since the rebellious knight failed, there should be a worthy end."

Mordred's eyes lost their usual brilliance, as if a soul had been taken from them.

He challenged his father for the second time, but was defeated by overwhelming odds.

Even with Britain, which he cared about the most, he didn't arouse his father's feelings, even hostility.

After all he had said, his father didn't see himself either.

What's more, her father had another child—she was really envious, envious of that child being held in his arms by his father, and envious of his gentle attitude towards her.

Ah, although I know it's impossible, I really hope to be treated like this by my father.

In that case, even death is worth it.

"Modred..." Artoria involuntarily took two steps back, letting go of the suppression on Mordred.

She didn't understand the deep and strong emotions in Mordred's words before, and she doesn't understand much now, but at least she can feel a deep sorrow.

She hesitated.

"This is not like you, King Arthur. Just like the sword fence, pierce my chest again, this is my last prayer - you are the black lancer, you should bring that holy spear .” Mordred closed his eyes, with a peaceful expression, and finally had a bit of a father’s temperament.

Artoria raised her hand, and now she held the glorious gun that once illuminated the darkest age, but the trembling of the tip of the gun showed her inner unrest.

"Goodbye, my lord father." Mordred whispered softly.

Then, the gun roared.

PS: Let’s popularize science. The modern British are descendants of Anglo-Saxons. Britain led by King Arthur is Celtic. Back then, King Arthur was leading an army to resist the aggression of Anglo-Saxons. That’s why Mordred is like this exclamation.

PS2: This family has a talent for paranoia and ingenuity, but they still hide their faces, alas~~~~ They are also drunk.

PS3: The battle at Jianlan at the end of the last chapter was obviously a joke. There was no such thing as a special attack on father and son during his lifetime.

(End of this chapter)