Lords of Camelot

After thinking for a while, Siegfried asked Jeanne a question: If there was the power of the Holy Grail, could it save the boy?

"Do you want to make a wish to the Holy Grail? Theoretically it should work. After all, it is an omnipotent wish-granting machine. Maybe there is always a chance to save this android boy."

Hearing Jeanne's words, Siegfried smiled calmly. This is good, perhaps this is the wish he can make to the Holy Grail.

If someone asks for help, then go and help them, and then find the right method. That's all, Siegfried thinks it's good.

But then he thought of his own Master again... It must be said that it was difficult for him to understand his own Master's thoughts with his way of thinking. Faced with her abnormal hobbies, Siegfried repeatedly refused on the grounds that he had a wife.

He loved his wife very much and was extremely loyal in love, so he would never accept the Master's perverted request, but every time he refused, the fire in the Master's eyes burned more fiercely.

Siegfried didn't understand, but was deeply shocked.

At this time, the boy woke up. He asked about the situation of the people around him in a very weak tone, and Chiron told him what was happening to him.

"I only have three years left?"

He murmured something, and Siegfried told him that he would try to save him. This was because he asked him for help, so he would try his best.

"Why... would you make such a promise? There should be no relationship between us at all."

"It's nothing. If someone asks for help, then go and save them. Life is equal. Isn't that what a hero should do?"

Siegfried was calm at this moment. He finally gained some motivation and passion to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"Just stay here and rest and recover. We will take care of the rest."

Siegfried said this and went out with the others, and the boy was lying on the bed thinking about the meaning of Siegfried's words just now.

Just go and save others because they ask for help. Isn't that what a hero should do?

He could live now, and these people would protect him. But how should he live?

At this moment, Old Mo had brought Fiore back to the castle. It was almost dawn. After asking Fiore to get some sleep, he went to discuss the battle with Vlad III.

After meeting with Old Mo, Vlad III issued a call for submission. Except for Fiore who was resting due to staying up late the night before, all other Masters and Servants arrived.

The sun has risen at this moment, and this may be the last combat meeting before the decisive battle.

"I have already dealt with the assassin. He is not a Servant that we can control. It is too troublesome."

This was the first thing that Jiu Mo said, and the others nodded. The servants here basically have the pride and self-esteem of being heroes, and they would not have a good impression of anti-heroes who kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Danic then reported that a large number of cultural relics and antiques had been transported into the country during this period. Vlad III and Old Mo both raised their eyebrows. It had been almost three days since the night they were summoned...

"We have no assassins, and the other side has no berserkers. Lord, how does the other side's Mordred feel?"

In response to Vlad's question, Old Mo shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was still far from that level. If the other party had not yet realized his true heart, he was not qualified to fight him.

"If that's the case, I'm relieved. Then the enemy will attack tonight. The situation will probably be... 6 to 8?"

"It's 6 to 7. Don't count Spartacus. That guy is just a thing that will self-destruct. If possible, it's best not to throw him out. He will only disrupt the situation on the battlefield and cause us more trouble."

Mordred corrected Vlad's statement, and everyone agreed with him after some thought.

"We must focus on dealing with Achilles first. Frankenstein, Siegfried, you two will work with me to deal with Achilles. Avisbronn will be responsible for the rear cover and support, and Chiron will keep an eye on the enemy's archers."

Vlad III formulated a strategy, and everyone else nodded in agreement. At this time, Old Mo looked at Chiron again and asked if Chiron could use his Noble Phantasm to attack Achilles' heel.

"Legend has it that Paris, blessed by Apollo, shot an arrow through Achilles' heel. Now that you have been promoted to Sagittarius, can you do it?"

After thinking for a while, Chiron said that he would find a suitable opportunity, and if possible, he would not hesitate to use his Noble Phantasm to shoot him.

"In other words, is it time to limit his speed, or catch him when he's careless?"

Siegfried thought this and felt that it would be difficult to deal with him. Achilles had the title of the fastest man of the time, and it would be very troublesome to restrict such a man.

"I can deal with the chariot, but I can't deal with him personally. The difference in divinity is too great. It's not that easy to deal with."

Avisbronn is good at dealing with inanimate objects, but when it comes to dealing with a great hero like Achilles... forget it, he'll probably be slapped to death if he goes up.

At this moment, Old Mo looked at Frankenstein. He already had a very cold idea in his mind. But it hadn't come to that point yet, so he would talk about it later.

“Then I will deal with Karna. It is incredible to fight against a great hero from Indian legend. It is something I would never have thought of in my lifetime.”

Jiu Mo smiled, and then prepared to go all out. This guy is more difficult to deal with than his own father, it's really exciting.

"The opponent's Master is now in your hands. Don't be stingy with your Command Spells in this battle. Use them when necessary. We have also had intelligence leaked out, so don't be careless."

Danic and the others bowed respectfully. As masters, they naturally had things they had to do.

"Oh, by the way, be careful of Mordred. He will definitely come. Don't be careless."

Jiu Mo still knows me well, and she will definitely not be absent when the war comes. In this case, I still have to be a little wary of her.

The meeting was dissolved, and Vlad III asked Old Mo to stay for a drink, while he expelled everyone else.

"You haven't dealt with yourself yet, you've been entrusted with a task." Vlad III gently shook the wine glass in his hand. He could still savor this sense of calmness. After all, this was the last calm before the storm, and he needed to relax.

"Indeed, the Lord always has some bad intentions. When I accepted the projects he assigned me before, I also had a headache about how to solve them. Brainstorming was a necessary strategy for us at that time. For a greater cause, it is necessary to combine the wisdom of everyone."

The two people tasted the wine in an equal attitude. Prince Vlad could probably judge from his words what a dark life Britain was living at that time. It was really the same as himself.