It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two sides were in a state of panic.

At this time, Arthur had already gained an absolute upper hand.

After Aoki Makoto arrived, he put Eriri down, and Mordred only focused on chasing Arthur and completely ignored Eriri.

There was no need to worry about his master, because Arthur in his prime was not someone Mordred could contend with.

"King Arthur!" Mordred glared at Arthur with hatred. The similar face overlapped with the King Arthur in his memory. "You always look down on me like this. I am your son, I am your legitimate successor. Why, why don't you recognize me——"

Mordred vented all her resentment towards Altria on the Knight King of another world. Who made them look exactly the same except for gender?

"I don't want to recognize you because you really can't bear the responsibility of the king." Arthur's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

The two sides fought fiercely, the sound of swords colliding was extremely dense, and brilliant sparks were created during the confrontation. Mordred was completely crazy.

"I can't afford it?" Mordred shouted angrily, "King Arthur! Your country is over! It's over!"

"Whether I win or you win - everything has been destroyed from the beginning!"

"You clearly know this will happen! You clearly know this will happen!"

"Even if you give the throne to me, this won't happen!"

Mordred's eyes were red, and she was able to restrain herself from crying.

"Even if the country is destroyed, you are unwilling to recognize me?"

"Do you hate me so much!? Do you hate me as Morgan's child!?"

This is Mordred's lifelong knot. Mordred, who yearns for King Arthur but is not recognized by King Arthur, actually only wants such an answer.

Just like in Camlan Hill, she also questioned Altria like this frantically.

"Answer...you answer, Arthur!"

Arthur actually understood that Mordred was not questioning him, but another female King Arthur who was similar to him.

But if I don't answer her, she won't be willing even if she loses the battle and returns to the Throne of Heroes.

"I will never inherit the throne to you. You don't have the qualifications to be a king. If I were in another world, I would answer like this."

Seeing that Mordred was about to go crazy, Arthur continued.

"But, 'I' have never hated you."

Arthur said directly. It must be said that Old Sword still understands people's hearts better than Altria.

"What?" Mordred's arrogance was deflated.

Although she got the answer she wanted, she couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? Why don't you hate me? I am your shame, Morgan's child, and the one who killed you!"

Arthur thought about it and answered carefully.

"If I were to guess, she probably doesn't know how to face it. After all, I'm a woman in this world, and suddenly having such a big child is too..."

"And you know it yourself, do you really want to be king? Or do you just want to surpass 'me'?"

Mordred was stunned, and she subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword: "Why not! I am the legitimate heir of King Arthur!"

"But I think you care more about being the heir of King Arthur than becoming king."

Arthur's words hit the heart.

It seems that Mordred has suffered a critical hit.

"Of course, I don't quite understand what I think in this world."

Arthur Pandragon used a fatal blow: "But in my opinion, Mordred, you are very cute, much better than Mordred in my world."

As soon as these words came out, the rebellious knight's arrogance disappeared, and his fighting spirit fell to the bottom.

"You, what did you say?" Mordred's face turned red, "Cute? I'm not cute!"

"Do you care that I'm a girl?!" Mordred deliberately said fiercely.

"Because daughters should be cute." Arthur sighed.

After all, a rebellious daughter is arrogant, and a rebellious son is unfilial. Arthur will only beat them up, and he won't say these nonsense.

Mordred gritted his teeth: "You are not Arthur!"

If his cheeks were not red, he would be more imposing.

Of course, if Altria could say cute at the beginning - how could Mordred rebel? He is now King Arthur's most loyal knight!

The genuine master, Lion Jiejie, took a puff of cigarette: "What a terrible man." He always felt that his servant was about to be kidnapped by two words.

"Okay, okay, I'm not you

"The father of King Arthur." Arthur smiled slightly, and was good-tempered and did not care about Mordred's disrespect, which was in sharp contrast to the kind father who never had a good face and beat his son at every turn.

"But, Mordred, you should understand."

"You are not King Arthur, and you can't replace King Arthur. Is becoming a king what you really pursue? ”

In this persuasion, perhaps there is also some consciousness belonging to Aoki Makoto, hoping that Mordred can truly find himself.

After all, that is little Mordred!

“I…”

Mordred fell into deep thought. Perhaps only in front of the old sword could she think a little calmly.

If it were Altria, they would only face each other with swords, and there would be no possibility of easing.

But the old sword is different. Even though they are both King Arthur and are very similar, in the final analysis, Mordred and him have no direct grudge.

Facing the old sword, Mordred can express his own thoughts, which may also reflect Altria’s choice.

“Every time I close my eyes, I dream about the sword of the king, and I have been failing.”

“I should be missing something. I thought so before, but now it seems that there is no deficiency, but a different starting point. Make someone who I don’t know smile-just for this purpose, my father is determined to become king. ”

“Such nobleness is too selfless, something I can never reach.”

In front of the old sword, Mordred finally sorted out his thoughts and was able to speak out what was in his heart.

“Now that I think about it, I only hate the king, not my father. It was that country and that era that made my father bear everything, and imposed everything on that person, just through the title of ‘king’.”

“The reason why she was forced to stand on a lofty position is entirely because she is the king.”

“She is hated even though she is definitely not a hateful existence, and it is also because of her identity as a king. Everyone arbitrarily puts all their dreams, hopes and wishes on her without any sympathy.”

“I hate this, and I also want to correct it. Because my father is not a person who should bear people’s hatred. ”

So it’s not that she wants to become the king, she just wants to take on these painful things on behalf of her father. But after thinking about it, Mordred still didn’t say this sentence, it was too embarrassing to say it.

In fact, she wanted to kill everyone present.

“Okay, forget what I said just now. Now it’s the Holy Grail War. If you want to beat me, come on. ”

Mordred began to change the subject.

“I understand. The victory or defeat will be decided by this blow. Go all out, Mordred.”

Arthur smiled considerately. As long as Mordred can figure it out, then everything he did just now is not meaningless.

The blond knight king held the sword in front of his chest.

“The treasure of the knight king of another world, ha, I didn’t expect there would be such an adventure. I really should see it.” Mordred held the sword with both hands, “Come on! Arthur! ”

“I am not the king, but the one who follows the king. For the peace of my king, I will drive out all enemies for the king——” After thinking it through, Mordred’s Noble Phantasm words also changed.

“Seal Thirteen, the Round Table Decision starts now! (Decision Start!

)”

“——Agreed. Bedivere, Gareth, Lancelot, Mordred, Galahad.” The ethereal and gorgeous voice sounded again.

And Mordred’s mouth has grown big. Wait, she is here, don’t you ask for her opinion?!

Arthur smiled: “This is the battle to save the world. "

Mordred also called out the real name of the treasure.

"Clarent Blood Arthur -"

"Excalibur -"

The golden torrent instantly overwhelmed the red lightning.

Mordred was extremely dissatisfied.

"I clearly didn't agree, I don't agree, you are hegemonic -"

The golden torrent swallowed everything.

"Sorry, master."

Finally, the master and servant of the red team said goodbye to each other.

Mordred scratched her head a little embarrassedly, after all, she left the stage too quickly this time: "I lost."

Shizi Jiejie took a puff of cigarette: "It doesn't matter, in fact, I am here to make up the numbers... and after listening to what you said before, I also thought of what I really want, and the Holy Grail cannot fulfill my wish. "

Want to see the smile of his adopted daughter again, this is Shizi Jiejie's wish.

But

, the Holy Grail cannot bring the dead back to life.

So the sad wish of Shishi Jiejieli is absolutely impossible to achieve.

"Although we have never really fought side by side, my intuition tells me that we should be in sync." Mordred carried the sword and said to Shishi Jiejieli with a smile, "Summon me next time, I will definitely win!"

"Goodbye, Master!"

In the end, Mordred said it with a smile.

"Goodbye, Saber."

Shishi Jiejieli waved, saw that Mordred had returned to the Throne of Heroes, stood up, patted the dirt on his pants, and said to Aoki Makoto.

"Let's go, go to where we slept these days."

The first day of the Red and Black Holy Grail War-

Red Saber Mordred, the master Shishi Jiejieli left the stage.

There are currently fifteen enemy servants left. (Including two judges)